Lord of Greenery

Chapter 368 Holding the Cup
"Inter Milan three to zero! Inter Milan's triple crown! Inter Milan's competition! Li Ze's competition!"

"Congratulations to Inter Milan for becoming the 6th team in history to win the Triple Crown. Congratulations to Li Ze for becoming the first Huaguo player to win the Champions League. Don't tell me Dong Fangzhuo!"

"After staying up all night, it's finally not wasted time, and I can finally sleep well!"

"Are you sure you won't be too excited to sleep?"

The cheers of Hua Guo fans appeared in the late night bar and in his own room.

It's okay to be in a bar, but if such a sound breaks out in my own home, I will inevitably have to kneel on the washboard.

But they don't care, they have witnessed the Chinese people making history!
At this time, the Huaguo fans who were already Inter fans before Li Ze came were undoubtedly the happiest.

Inter Milan, who had suffered so much, finally stood on the top of the world again!
Looking back now, all the suffering in the past seems to be paving the way for the present glory.

Even if the game is over, these fans have no intention of resting.

Some fans still want to stay in the bar. At this time, they can't wait to share their excitement with those around them.

When the fans were excited, Li Ze was not so excited.

At the moment when the halftime whistle blew, the Bernabéu burst into roaring cheers.

Messi fell to the ground in pain.

Even in the last moments of the second half, he tried his best to attack.

But no matter how strong he is, he can't make a difference with his personal ability.

He can only watch the team fall into the abyss step by step, even if he tries his best to pull it, it will not help.

In his mind, Messi recalled the process of the game.

From the beginning to the end, Barcelona seemed to have the advantage, but it was Inter Milan who really controlled the situation.

From this point of view, it is well deserved that Inter Milan can win the final championship.

Although he recognized it in his heart, Messi still couldn't accept it.

As the best player, he cannot accept that he is not the best one.

An unprecedented sense of grievance enveloped Messi in an instant.

The big boy in Argentina almost collapsed in tears.

At this time, Messi suddenly felt someone patting him on the shoulder.

Messi gritted his teeth subconsciously and looked up.

It was Li Ze, still holding his number 9 jersey.

Without a word, Messi took off his No. 10 jersey and exchanged it with him.

"I hope we can meet again next year." Li Ze stretched out his hand.

Messi was afraid that once he opened his mouth, he would not be able to tighten his tear ducts.

He could only nod heavily.

Soon, the staff greeted them, and it was time to present the awards.

The first to accept the medal was the runner-up Barcelona player.

The Barcelona players who won the silver medal were all mourned, and Platini comforted them one by one.

When it was Messi's turn, the big Argentine boy had a tight face, but Platini realized something and gave him a deep hug.

"Leo, you are still young, and you still have many opportunities."

Messi still just nodded.

Platini didn't say much and hung the medal around his neck.

Seeing Platini coming towards them, the Inter Milan fans made no secret of their excitement.

They are champions!
Finally it's their turn!
Although Platini doesn't like Mourinho, to be precise, he hates it, but he has no opinion on the players of Inter Milan.

There are many players in Inter Milan, but they are all offensive players, such as Lucio, who is a real guard with a knife.

If it weren't for Mourinho to lead them, they would also be able to play pleasing offensive football.

Platini first presented the award to Zanetti.

"It's not easy after so many years." Platini praised, "Finally got it."

"Finally got it!" Zanetti sighed, silently hanging the medal on his chest.

At this moment, he felt that he was still in a dream.

At this time, it was the cheers of the fans in the ear, which woke up Zanetti.

This is not a dream, really not.

In Zanetti's heart, there was a faint stone that just fell to the ground.

After winning this championship, he really has no regrets.

There is nothing more perfect than to walk away with such honors at the end of a career.

The past sufferings were all to make the fruits of victory more delicious.

At this moment, Zanetti can finally agree with this sentence.

After him, Platini presented awards one by one, Lucio, Samuel, Cambiasso, Stankovic, Sneijder, Milito...

Among Inter Milan's triple crown, their contributions cannot be ignored.

The glory of winning the championship belongs to everyone.

Finally, it was Li Ze's turn.

Platini looked at the Chinese man in front of him and couldn't help admiring: "Your people are proud of you."

"I will work hard to live up to their expectations." Li Ze pursed his lips.

Platini put on the medal for him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Persevere, you will have your own era."

After everyone's medals have been awarded, it's time to hold the cup.

Among the Champions League and Inter Milan's triple crown this season, Li Ze and Sneijder contributed the most.

The connection between the two front midfielders is a nightmare for all opponents this season.

However, Inter Milan's cup holders are destined not to be them, only one person.

In the eyes of all Nerazzurri, Zanetti laughed and held up the big ear cup.

In an instant, there were roaring cheers from the Inter Milan fans in the stands of the Bernabéu.

Amidst the roar, Li Ze secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

His arrival finally did not let Inter Milan's performance decline.

The psychological pressure of a season was finally released at this moment.

Li Ze felt relieved and lifted the heavy list from his shoulders.

This relaxed feeling even made him temporarily forget the joy of winning the Triple Crown.

In the noisy Bernabéu, Li Ze even felt the tranquility for a long time.

The next moment, his tranquility was broken.

Balotelli, who came on as a substitute after 80 minutes, had champagne poured from his head.

"!" Li Ze turned his head and stared at him.

"Hey, this is your best champagne in the audience. Even if they don't give it to you, I will give it to you. Is it delicious!" Balotelli waved the champagne in his hand.

Li Ze was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"You should have poured champagne into the Champions League trophy and then poured it on my head for it to make sense."

Balotelli was thoughtful when he heard the words, and slapped his thigh suddenly, "Why didn't I think of that!"

Speaking of the Champions League trophy, Zanetti is holding it tightly at this time.

The usually amiable old captain, like Grandet at this time, was too stingy to share with others.

But this championship is not just a long-awaited one.

In an instant, the Big Ears Cup was snatched by the stronger Materazzi.

"Let's go too, or we won't be able to grab the time for the group photo!" Balotelli's expression changed suddenly.

In a blink of an eye, he was gone.

Under Li Ze's smiling gaze, the 09-10 season is over.

(End of this chapter)