number one striker

Chapter 238 Award Ceremony
The moment Milito heard the whistle, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.He no longer had the energy to celebrate, he could only look at the sky with a smirk.

Champions League?

I never thought that I could get this honor in my life.

Ned stood there with tears in his eyes.A year ago he was an outcast here, a year later he is here at the top of Europe.

He waited for a year, and he only waited for a year, and he proved it to the owner of the Bernabeu with practical actions.

Lao Tzu is the best midfielder!Blind you guys!
"Hey."

Sneijder looked back, and Robben walked over with a tired face.

"Arjan." Ned hugged him.

Muller, Xiaozhu, Lahm and other German team members squatted there, panting heavily and staring blankly at the field.

Klose pulled them up one by one.

"It's okay, you are still young, and there are still plenty of opportunities in the future."

Ram smiled bitterly, and slapped his hands vigorously: "Let's go! Thank the fans! Look up! At worst, come back next year!"

After Caesar and Zanetti separated, the Argentinian barbecue gang came together.Members of these small groups who were once ridiculed as malignant tumors are finally suffering.

Looking at Mourinho again, why a madman is called a madman is because he is arrogant and arrogant, and because he can fulfill his promise.

At this moment, Mourinho stood in front of the Inter Milan stands, waving his arms vigorously, venting his excitement to the fans.

All Inter Milan fans applauded Mourinho sincerely. Without him, there would be no Inter Milan's Treble Champion today.

"coach."

The cheers grew louder, Mourinho turned around, and Caesar hugged him.

"Coach, thank you."

"Thank me for what." Mourinho smiled and looked at Caesar.

"Thank you for bringing me to Meazza, thank you for teaching me these, those skills, and the determination to never give up." Caesar said sincerely.

Mourinho shook his head and said nothing.

"coach."

"how?"

"Can you not go? No one can love you like this group of fans, I swear." Caesar looked at the fans.

Mourinho was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Caesar, let me teach you one last time."

"If you're a man, you should go forward bravely. As for the warmth, it's enough to stay here." He pointed to his heart.

Caesar knew that Mourinho had made up his mind to go, so he nodded.

"Go, they are waiting for you."

Mourinho patted Caesar on the shoulder, and the reporters gathered around, wanting to hear what they were whispering.

As a result, as soon as the crowd squeezed over, Mourinho drove away Caesar.

"Quick! Shoot him!"

The photographer immediately turned the lens on Mourinho.

The world saw the expression on his face, anticipation, pride, and hope.

King of the world.

He wasn't looking at Inter Milan fans, he was looking at the entire Bernabéu, the entire world.

Here, will be his next battlefield.

Figo and Faria kept hugging the players. As a veteran, Figo was much calmer.

"Well done boy, Jose didn't misunderstand you." Figo patted Caesar on the head, and the latter said modestly: "It's the coach who made me, and these teammates."

"Yes, but you are the most shining star, enjoy this moment."

After Figo, it was his teammates again. Caesar was the well-deserved best player in this game.His two goals are the key. Although he was suppressed by Lahm at the beginning, this can't change the fact that Caesar has transformed into a world-class star.

Uke and the others stood there looking over, and Marcus muttered to himself, "I didn't expect Luther to have reached such a height."

"Don't be envious, geniuses can't be envied." Shafrath shrugged.

Lily jumped happily and showed off to her parents: "Look! Look! Luther is the strongest!"

The reporters gathered around, and Caesar saw Andy, Nia, Leonardo and Zhang Yu.

They asked one question after another, but the agitated Caesar did not want to answer them.

"Luther! Tell me how you feel now!" Andy leaned over.

"Very happy, hard to describe in words." Caesar smiled at Andy.

Then Caesar ignored the other people's questions and walked towards Papa Moratti who came down from the box.

"Why does Caesar only answer your question?" Zhang Yu was puzzled.

Andy said proudly: "Because."

"Because they are in that relationship." Nia James answered quickly.

"Oh~~" Zhang Yu nodded, and Andy wanted to cry but had no tears, and finally talked to her.

Nia James the idiot!
Moratti smiled and stretched out his hands to Caesar, the old man's glasses were crooked.

"I don't know what to say, boy, Inter thank you!"

"Thank you, sir."

Now everyone is waiting for the start of the awards ceremony, which will be held in the stands above, and UEFA President Michel Platini will present the awards in person.

The family members and children of the players also came down. Everyone interacted with the fans and hugged their teammates. Mourinho came over and hugged everyone.

Everyone knows that this is Mourinho's farewell.

Caesar saw tears in Mourinho's eyes.

Inter Milan is where he puts the most emotion, and these players are also the most loyal "Mourinho Army".The Portuguese left their own deep imprint on them, indomitable, courageous, and a heart that never admits defeat.

Kaiser and Klose stood together, each holding each other's jerseys.

"Luther, when will you report?" Klose asked about the World Cup training camp.

Caesar said, "I'll go straight after I've participated in the celebration tomorrow."

"Then see you in South Tyrol." Klose hugged Caesar.

The exciting moment finally arrived and Platini was ready in the stands.

But Inter Milan still has to wait, they lined up and applauded Bayern.

The two teams dedicated a wonderful game, there is no loser today.

The Bayern players were not in a high mood, but they all cheered and applauded the Inter Milan players.

Platini comforted the past one by one. He knew that the runner-up was the most painful, so he also understood the cold response of the Bayern players.

"Come, come, come!"

All Inter Milan fans stood up, now it's the turn to present awards to Inter Milan!
Papa Moratti leads the team himself, Mourinho leads the lineup, and the glorious moment of Inter Milan has arrived!

Platini embraced each player and presented medals.Next to him was Infantino, then Secretary General of UEFA. He smiled and shook hands and hugged every player.

Caesar came up second to last, and Platini looked him up and down.

"Young and promising! Kid, keep working hard!"

Caesar nodded politely.

Finally, every player gathered on the podium in the stands, and everyone was jumping and looking back anxiously.

Platini walked over holding the trophy, behind him is Zanetti.

"oh------------"

The Inter Milan fans raised their hands flat and screamed.

"Zanetti receives the trophy from Platini!"

Zanetti held the trophy aloft, behind him were excited teammates and a smiling Mourinho.

"we are the champion!"

Countless confetti and fireworks were ejected from the center of the field, and the fans sang with joy!
Accompanied by the majestic Champions League theme song, Inter Milan stands on the top of Europe!

(End of this chapter)