National Treasure Striker [Football]

Everyone saw that Julian hugged an opponent player and ran together, and it was not easy to get started, so they had to stop when they were done, and went back to the locker room to tidy up when they were almost done.

Without the danger of being dragged across the mountain, Julian immediately put down his shield.

He remembered one thing, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt suspicious of his little partner: "Mesut, when we lined up the wall, did you see who tore off my jersey?"

Big Brother thinks about it and thinks it's wrong, a good jersey can be torn like that, it must be someone who never forgets Big Brother and tore it randomly!

Ozil: "..."

The little daughter-in-law didn't even look at Julian, and answered very simply: "I didn't see it."

Julian stared into his big eyes, feeling that the matter was not simple: "...was it you who grabbed the hem of my clothes before I ran away?"

The little daughter-in-law turned around and left, not wanting to talk to the champion for the time being.

I have to wear two jerseys, who is to blame?

okay.Julian knew it right away, and Mesut wanted to defend his elder brother, but he was embarrassed to say so.However, he couldn't catch up with the elder brother and was afraid that the elder brother would run away, so he had to tear his clothes.

Julian turned to his back and said sincerely: "If Arsenal offer you an offer, it's okay if you think about it."

He turned his head and saw Klose, remembering that he had to find someone to change his jersey, he waved at Ozil: "Don't forget what Youni said."

Then the eldest brother happily went to find a good person to change his jersey.

Er, throw it away when you're done using it. Qi, with a dazed look on his face, Er: "..."

Here Julian found Klose, and after exchanging jerseys with someone, he didn't forget to ask him: "How am I doing?"

After thinking for a while, he added: "A man can't say cute."

Klose was also disappointed. When he heard Julian's words, he couldn't help laughing: "Well, it's amazing. The goal behind is very handsome."

Julian was satisfied with getting the answer he wanted, but then realized something was wrong.

The goal in the back is very handsome, but what about the one in the front? !

Klose bent his eyes to look at him. He is also a veteran, the same age as Buffon, and his strength is still there. The lines around his eyes can't be hidden with the fluctuations of his face, but he has a special charm when he looks at him. They stand together , has a different resonance.

It is probably the resonance from Shuaibi.

Klose said to Julian with a mentality of seniors looking at juniors: "Kick it well, young man."

It doesn't matter which national team Julian plays for, his first nationality is Germany, that is German.

Just like Klose himself was born in Poland and also played in Germany.Like Ozil in the team, he is of Turkish origin and also plays in Germany.

So Julian playing in Italy is just an option.

Julian nodded, pointed to the sign on his jersey and said to Klose: "My jersey is still new, remember to cut it when you go back."

Seeing Julian's narrowed smiling eyes, Klose couldn't hold back his hand, and reached out to touch the man's head.

No wonder his teammates like to touch his head, it's really easy to touch.

Julian looked disgusted: "Senior, have you washed your hands? My hair was only waxed."

Klose: "..."

This kid is so annoying to look at.

The camera is on their side, seeing that they get along so well, the German fans are so flirtatious, if you really want to scold Julian, you can't scold him too much, this kid just has an indescribable temperament, as if you scold him, he doesn't care, On the contrary, I will come over to talk to you about the stars, the moon, and life, and teach you how to be a man by the way.

Julian went to wait for the other teammates and came out to present the awards together.By the way, it also interacts with the camera.

Are you not convinced?Stretch out your face and slap you crookedly, still not convinced?It's swollen, and I'll be convinced after a few more times.

The more people who scold him, the more powerful the elder brother is.

Not to mention other countries, but Italy itself. Some people in the country have always disliked him, but they didn't expect to win the championship. They were all choked and couldn't say anything at once.

However, this kind of champion is not Italian at all in their opinion.A European Cup champion is just a superficial champion, learning to play in Spain?Italy needs to look like Italy, and following trends cannot last long.

Over there, Prandelli was shaking hands with various football players, his face glowing red.He successfully led Italy's transformation from a weak front to a combination of offense and defense, and his plan to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses was successful.

Kiev Olympic Stadium, where the championship and runner-up awards ceremony will be held.

Champions Italy sent the German players to the stands, and then it was their turn to present the awards.

Julian walked all the way up, he was the third in line, Buffon and Marchisio were in front, and when he walked to the corner of the grandstand passage, he suddenly saw a familiar face.

Damn, the capitalists are here!

Only then did Julian remember his old father's affair with him before the game, so he took a look over there, and it was a terrible look. He found that there was a circle of Italian fans standing on the left of the capitalist, and a circle of German fans standing on the right.

Anyway, the entire stand was taken over by the capitalists, don't ask Julian how he saw it.

As soon as Julian came out of the corner, all the fans in the stands stared at him, and no one looked at Buffon and Marchisio in front of him.

"Prince! I love you!" The Italian fans were in a good mood, showing the hot and unrestrained nature of the Italians to Julian for free.

Julian:? ? ?

Crowd: ? ? ?

Who are you calling this is.

Although the relationship with the capitalists is not very good, you still have to say hello when you see it.Julian walked over, approached the capitalist, and heard the fans next to him booing: "Hold one, hold one, oh—"

The eldest brother is a fan favorite, and it's okay to hug his old father in broad daylight, so he very bluntly reached out to prepare for a plastic hug.

As a result, as soon as he hugged the old father's back, he felt that the capitalist, who had sprayed a lot of hairspray today, put his arms around his waist, pushed him up hard, and then his feet left the ground.

Xiaojiju:? ? ?

Italian players & fans around: ? ? ?

Fuck, the arm strength of this man/big boss!

The teammates were a little confused. They all knew Julian's fat-prone physique. Everyone knew that he came to distribute candy last time, so someone could lift up a teammate who rounded up to 200 catties without any effort!

After rounding up and raising his son, the capitalist calmly put down the capitalist successor, patted his head, and signaled him to go on.

Julian: "..."

Bad old man... awesome!

Amidst the cheers around, the Italian team walked towards the presenter, UEFA President Michel Platini one by one.

Starting with Buffon, the Italian players walked over one by one and waited for Platini to hang the medal. The cameras were all facing each other. The fans watched as Platini first shook hands with Buffon very affectionately, and then gave the second hand to Marchisio. The medal was also hung up, and when Julian passed, the UEFA president didn't have a very enthusiastic reaction, but just hung the gold medal on Julian in a regular manner.

This "remuneration" gap is a bit big, although the person involved, Julian, doesn't seem to care, the fans have something to say.

Someone played back a wave, saying that it looked unusual, and some even interpreted the meaning of disgust.

In fact, there is indeed one point. Platini wore the medals for the first two players well. When it was Julian's turn, he suddenly felt that this kid looked familiar.

Um?Did you just give this kid a medal last month?

Julian showed a respectful yet plastic smile to the President of UEFA, and met again, President, what a coincidence.

Platini: "..."

He remembered that Julian was also present at the Champions League final award ceremony. Less than two months later, they met again.

The corners of Platini's mouth twitched wildly, this is really... a coincidence.

Julian took his medal and walked over there, standing with his brother, waiting for the award of the team honor Delaunay Cup.

After everyone has received the badges, everyone has to stand in a row, and the media reporters are going to click on them and take a photo. There is no doubt that Julian stands out among them. Who made him have a different hair color from everyone else? .

Naturally golden, companies that produce shampoo want to come and cooperate with Julian in commercials.

Taking advantage of this gap, Julian was chatting with his cousin, and Julian asked his brother with a smile, "Are you satisfied with the gift I gave you?"

Marchisio's eyes were full of smiles, how could he be dissatisfied, so satisfied.

Julian just laughed and said nothing, adults understand, see you at Arsenal next season.

Of course Marchisio knew what he had promised his cousin, so he had to come and hang out with his cousin, and the next year's World Cup might have a chance.

Listening to their conversation next door, Buffon suddenly remembered something: "..."

Then he went on to listen to his national team-mate and club-mate (probably not soon) sweet talk to his brother: "Yuni, the European Cup is actually not the best gift."

Julian raised his eyebrows, he couldn't see that his cousin was so ambitious.

Marchisio continued, his face full of sincerity: "...you are the best gift I have received this year."

Buffon: "..."

Xiaojiju: "..."

Fuck, so gross?

Marchisio almost held Julian's hands and looked at each other affectionately. At this moment, he could see that he was a pure Italian: "Really!"

Half of the Italians can't be behind, and Julian said very enthusiastically: "Brother, you are also my best gift this year! It will also be the best gift for Arsenal next season!"

Still emphasizing, first spin silk and weave nets on the cousin, covering the person, unable to run away, unable to move, the prey is the elder brother's

The spider's actuarial calculations were crackling, and suddenly there was a thunder from the next door: "Hey, you bastard!"

Julian watched Buffon hold his brother hostage by virtue of his height, and said angrily: "For a European Cup champion, you sold yourself?!"

I really sold myself and counted the money for others with a smile!

We agreed to play football together in Juventus!

Marchisio is very good at appeasing his teammates. Just when Julian was thinking about whether to help, he had a quick wit and patted Buffon's face: "Youni is not someone else, Ji'an."

Then he imitated someone's tone, and said persuasively: "Jian, do you feel that Qiusheng is complete now?"

Buffon put on an expression of "I see you are going to shake the sky now": "I have no regrets."

Marchisio looked distressed: "Yes, but our champion is more than that! We should have more pursuits!"

On the other side of Julian, Pirlo leaned over, and he added to the topic: "Jian said before that he would not retire until he won the European Cup. Tomorrow he can retire with peace of mind and watch us play."

Pirlo patted Julian: "I am optimistic about you, young man." Take the class of our young player Buffon and don't let him down.

Buffon:? ? ?

Julian answered in a blunt manner: "How can it be. I think the captain can play until he is 40 years old. I can afford to wait."

I can wait.

three people:"……"

Damn it!

If it wasn't for the acquaintance of a few people who knew it was a joke, they would have thought that Julian was blatantly forcing the palace and urging the boss to step down!

Julian blushed and said, "I'm serious, captain, don't rush to retire, do you want the World Cup?"

Buffon: "..."

Julian put it in his pocket, right? It would be a pity not to strive for a second World Cup championship.

Buffon: "..."

Who said he was going to retire!I am very tough!

Julian nodded happily, that's right.

Then he said: "Captain, I will change the club jersey with you after I go back. If you don't have it, can you send it to me when you have time?"

There is nothing you can't agree to, and Buffon agreed.Marchisio curiously asked about the jersey: "You still brought the club jersey? By the way, is it true that you were wearing the Spanish jersey just now?"

Julian continued to put it in his pocket: "I brought one. It's true."

In the face of everyone's curious eyes, Julian explained to them: "The one I brought is prepared to be exchanged with the captain, which happens to have a special meaning. The Spanish jersey is exchanged with Torres."

This kid's words are really tantalizing, Buffon glanced over there, the medals are about to be awarded, he has to go to get the trophy.

Buffon asked him to go back to the locker room, and then continued, he was not allowed to secretly talk to Marchisio and the others, lest this group of people arrange something he didn't know.

Julian agreed, turned his head and continued to smile at the camera, stealing the spotlight or something, the eldest brother is too familiar with it.

Buffon came over with the Champions Cup, stood among his teammates, then held the base and held it up high!

Euro 2012!Victory belongs to Italy!

The most handsome Azzurri!The first male model team in the World Series!Well deserved!

They have also been reborn in adversity, they have had infinite glory, and they have also fallen to the bottom, but today, after two years, they stand on the top of the competition again!

History will reincarnate, and football will be renewed. We also have to believe that there are reasons to believe that this team will return to the throne!

The splashing silver fireworks almost overwhelmed the group of players, floating in the air to represent victory, and finally turned into crystals, filling the eyes of the champion team members, but they were reluctant to flow out.

They have experienced a period of ups and downs and magnificent years. This period of nearly 10 years has run through the careers of the veterans in the team. When the camera slowly slides over their faces-Pirlo, Buffon, De Rossi...they Maybe you are no longer young, but the light in your eyes has never changed!

Those talented Italians who have quit the national team and retired from the past also raised their arms high in empathy.

The specially worn suits cannot hide the spirit of being players in the past. The brilliance of the Apennine Peninsula once shrouded them. Pushing forward earlier, in the era when Serie A was still the well-deserved No. [-] league in the world, clubs in Italy The contest between them is equivalent to the era of the Little World Cup. They will never forget the ups and downs they have experienced when they were more blocked from news.

The old video recorder still remembers their figures and their amazing performances, but that is already in the past tense. Now, their gazes pass by those young faces one by one, and they freeze on the most immature and most noticeable faces. of a face.

The appearance is outstanding and different from Italians, and the soul is similar to Italians.A combination of contradictions, a young player who makes people love and hate, and a rising star.

It seems to indicate a different future.

That is the glorious future of the Azzurri, and that is a different new king.

"Look what I found," Nesta turned his head and said to Inzaghi, "I found Mr. Key to Italy."

"Well, it's blue," Inzaghi said.

The Olympic Stadium in Kiev was flooded with blue, and the top of Europe today belongs to blue.

Apennine blue, gentle blue, deep blue, stable and tough, elegant and tension.

Then it was time for the individual awards.

Julian hung the medal, touched the championship trophy, and walked to the middle to receive his personal award.

Julian, dressed in gentle and deep blue, dominates the camera alone.

At this moment, he is the focus of the world.

The focus of the world takes his golden boot from the Chairman.

With 12 goals scored, Italy's false striker won the top scorer list of this European Cup.

Before the game, there was a captain's oath session, and after the game, there was also a time for the award-winning players to give their acceptance speeches. The staff handed Julian a microphone and asked him to say something to fans all over the world.

Julian waved his hands towards the stands at the scene without opening his mouth while taking the microphone, leading to cheers.

Look here, look here, Shuaibi is going to speak

Follow the rhythm, you won't be nervous if you have a rhythm.

It seems inevitable, whether playing club games or national team games, as long as he participates, more than half of the topics will be on him.

Everyone looked at him eagerly, listening to him thanking him steadily and finishing a long list.

Prandelli was still heaving a sigh of relief, and heard him say the last sentence: "...Although I won the Golden Boot, but what, I hope everyone remembers correctly, I am really just a goalkeeper."

Everyone: "..."

fan:"……"

The forwards whose goals were overwhelmed by him: "..."