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Borussia Dortmund generously lent their home stadium, the Signal Iduna Park, as the venue for the "Salad Plate", the Bundesliga champion's trophy for 1860 Munich.

Generally speaking, the awards and celebrations of the Bundesliga champions are held at the home court of the winning team, but who makes this season so unfortunate?Munich 1860 happened to be in the last round and won the championship when they played away games. The German Football Association gave Auer two options. One is that they return to Munich immediately and hold the award ceremony at the Allianz Arena. It was the Football Association that awarded the trophy to 1860 München at the Signal Iduna Park, and the club itself held a celebration.

Because during the game, he heard the German Football Association Chairman Zwanziger, and Merkel said in the conversation, "I am very interested in awarding the trophy to the champion team", Orr thought how he could not let the German Chancellor accompany Then they flew back to Munich together, so he told Zwanziger that he would be happy for the team to receive the trophy at Signal Iduna Park.

Zwanziger immediately invited Merkel to attend the award ceremony for a while, and Merkel happily agreed.

The German Chancellor presents the Bundesliga champion with an award. Needless to say, it will definitely become the headlines of the German media tomorrow.

The Signal Iduna Park Stadium is still "playing" the team anthem of Munich 1860 in a loop.

The 3000 fans of the visiting team in the stadium became the only Lions fans who could witness the team's trophy on the spot. They felt that only by singing loudly and endlessly could they temporarily vent the excitement in their chests.

Most Dortmund fans chose to stay and witness this joyous moment.

A small piece of the neutral stand was vacant, and the Bayern fans who had come hundreds of meters away had already left in desperation with their banners.

The simple podium was quickly set up, and "We Are the Champions" began to be played in the stadium.

German Chancellor Angela Merkel, Minister of the Interior Schaeuble, Governor of North Rhine-Westphalia Luttgoss, Mayor of Dortmund Langmeyer, German Football Association President Zwanziger stood on the stage for Munich 1860 Players awarded medals.

Carl was the last to make his way to the podium.

Merkel held Carl's hand tightly and smiled very cordially: "You won the Bundesliga Bundesliga championship in your first coaching, and you won the salad plate as a newly promoted horse. You have created a new miracle. Congratulations."

"Thank you." Karl took the medal from Merkel and hung it around his neck.

Then he held his breath.

Because he saw Merkel and Zwanziger together, holding up the salad plate towards them.

The German Chancellor and the President of the Football Association are waiting for the champion to take the trophy from them.

But none of the Munich 1860 players moved. They all turned their heads and looked at Karl.

Generally speaking, the captain of the team should take over the championship trophy from the award presenter, but in today's Munich 1860, the former captain Hoffmann has already resigned, and the second and third captains Lars Bender, Lambert Koch But he stood motionless in front of the prize plate.

These two people didn't move, and the others didn't dare to move.

Anyone can decipher what the image really means: The players want their head coach to be the first to touch the salad plate.

Be the first to touch this supreme glory.

"What are you waiting for?" Auer stood behind the German Football Association Chairman Zwanziger and shouted to Karl with a smile: "Hurry up and take the award plate away!"

Karl's expression cracked, he took a step forward, and took the prize plate from Merkel and Zwanziger with trembling hands.

Then he turned around, raised his hands high, and showed the award to the entire stadium!

Cheers like a volcanic eruption first sounded from his side, and then infected the whole world!

Numerous flashing lights flicked on frequently, as if trying to blind people's eyes.

The players huddled around Carl, jumping and screaming, and Carl felt ringing in his ears, dizzy, and an earthquake.

But his heart knew it was a good feeling.

……

After the presentation of the salad plate symbolizing the Bundesliga championship, Zwanziger, chairman of the German Football Association, surrounded by the media, awarded Portillo the trophy representing the Bundesliga Golden Boot.

The shape of the World Cup Golden Boot is a shoe, the shape of the European Golden Boot is also a shoe, Serie A is a villain playing football, La Liga is an ordinary trophy, and the Premier League is a golden ball inlaid On the base, but the trophy shape of the Bundesliga Golden Boot is very special.

Brown wooden base, two cast metal wheels, with a machine gun inlaid in the middle.

The unique shape of the Bundesliga Golden Boot trophy has brought it a nickname: the small steel cannon.

Guns, whether in the dictionaries of Chinese people or foreign people, can have multiple meanings.

The top scorer of the Bundesliga is also one of the biggest focuses of the media after the end of the season. Portillo was surrounded by reporters from all over the world and took countless photos before and after.

The most enthusiastic ones are the Spanish media. The reporters of "Marca" and "Aspen" seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood. They kept walking around Portillo, wishing to take pictures from every angle. Ten and eight close-ups.

The main part of the Golden Boot trophy is all poured and cast from metal, and it feels heavy in the hand. In the end, it was Portillo who lifted the trophy because his wrist was tired and he could no longer laugh, so the reporters let him go.

Portillo rubbed his wrist, and as soon as he turned around, he was surrounded by several teammates.

"Congratulations on your top scorer, Javier!" the teammates yelled at Portillo, throwing ribbons and confetti at him.

Portillo smiled shyly: "Thank you."

"Because you got this thing..." Several people looked at the trophy in Portillo's hands meaningfully, and then laughed together: "From now on, we will call you Little Steel Cannon!"

Portillo's face almost burned.

……

When Merkel broke into the locker room, it was as noisy as a vegetable market.

Some of the players were neatly dressed, and they were holding up their cameras to take photos of each other holding salad plates and the Bundesliga Golden Boot trophy, ready to post them on the Internet to share with others after returning home, or keep them as souvenirs.Others are wearing only underwear, or even nothing at all, and have finished showering or are about to take a shower.There were also a few people who bought beer from the stadium supermarket at some point, and were shaking and spraying each other. There were not a few pond fish in the locker room who were affected.

There was a strong smell of male hormones in the air. Carl and several assistant coaches of the team stood aside and chatted happily, and turned a blind eye to all the farce in front of them-after a tense season, the players went crazy. He can still take it.

Then, the German chancellor suddenly opened the door and walked in with a few reporters carrying cameras.

The players thought it was the bus that was finally coming to take them to the airport, so they turned around with a smile on their faces.

But they only saw a few reporters, dark cameras, and German Chancellor Merkel...

The noise of playfulness disappeared in an instant, and everyone's movements and expressions were frozen.

Players who were drenched in beer, grimaced while holding their trophies, and naked from the upper body to the whole body felt extremely embarrassed.

They secretly, secretly grabbed the towel jersey or something closest to them, and then covered their important parts.

Merkel looked at Karl without changing her expression: "These journalists want to take some photos of me and the Bundesliga champions." She nodded to the group of reporters, and said with a politician's characteristic smile: "Wait for the lads to tidy up." After getting dressed, can we take a photo together?"

Sparse responses sounded from all over the locker room, and most players didn't like Merkel's unexpected appearance (especially those who were very worried that they would be exposed by the open camera).Even if she is the most powerful person in Germany right now.

"Maybe you can start with the head coach of the team first." Carl went up, covered the naked lens of a camera, and said with a smile: "The passage outside is relatively spacious, maybe we can go there first. A short interview and then come back for a photo."

Merkel had no objection, and the media nodded.

Karl made a gesture of invitation to let everyone go out first, and then closed the door of the locker room.

"You have a charming smile." Merkel talked to Karl as she walked out: "And I just saw you relaxed when you got along with your players, but why do you always have a serious face on the court? appearance?"

"Wearing a suit and smiling all the time makes me either look silly or like a playboy," Karl joked.

Merkel was surprised: "Just like that?"

"Otherwise, what else could it be?" Carl said, "My profession also requires acting skills, Your Excellency. We can't be easily seen through by our opponents, let alone be too kind, so that no one will be afraid." We're down, so proper cover on the court is still necessary."

Merkel giggled, she was amused: "This explanation is really unexpected, I suspect you are joking."

Karl just shrugged and gave Merkel a harmless smile.

……

When Karl accompanied Merkel to deal with the media, the locker room also fell into heated discussions.

"Cool~" Sven said, "The German Chancellor is our fan!"

Koch said darkly: "I don't think she's a fan of our team."

"I say that for a reason." Sven said, breaking his fingers: "Although Merkel has watched several Bundesliga and national team matches since she took office, this is the first time she has come to the locker room in person. I haven't even been to the locker room, we are treated differently from other teams!"

"She's making a political show." Schwartz, who is over 30 years old, looks at the problem calmly: "Didn't you see that she brought several media with her when she walked in? There are "Le Monde", "Kicker", "Bild"... …Almost all the journalists from several major media outlets in China are here.”

"Which women really love football? Especially politicians, their eyes are fixed on the votes in the pockets of fans. The previous prime minister, Mr. Schroeder, everyone knows that he is a die-hard Dortmund fan, but he is also a fan of many fans. A registered member of the club." Schwartz, who has a better understanding of domestic politics, continued: "Merkel was born in Mecklenburg, but she didn't even support the hometown team Rostock. From this point of view, I don't know I think she's a real fan."

Sven looked rather depressed.

Russ patted his younger brother on the shoulder: "It's not good for us to have a prime minister as a fan. We don't only rely on our own feet to play the game."

"Okay." Sven scratched his face and said, "I thought she could be the same as Mr. Ude!"

Many players laughed: "Mayor Ude is different from others!"

As a mayor and a politician, the mayor of Munich Christian Ude's dedication to Munich 1860 is breathtaking.He has publicly expressed his support for the Lions many times, and often complained about Bayern Munich's frequent celebration of winning the championship on the balcony of the city hall, and his behavior also made Bayern fans very unhappy. Threats that he would not vote for him in the next elections in the city of Munich never stopped Ude once.

"I don't think Merkel likes us either." Shao Jia, who had been silent for a long time, took a sip of water and said suddenly, "Maybe you didn't notice, but I noticed that she hasn't looked at the players since she entered the locker room— — Javier, you took the set striker, she didn't look at you, Koch, you were called into the national team, she didn't look at you... The real fans should be interested in us players, but what about her, just now You guys were almost naked, she didn't look at you much, and ran to the boss as soon as she entered the door..."

"I suddenly remembered one thing. When she came to watch the national team match, she didn't communicate much with Klinsmann before and after the game." Koch first had a tone of sudden realization, and then suddenly became sharp: "But she Talking to Joachim Low, Klinsmann's assistant coach, was very exciting."

The players exchanged meaningful glances and collectively said: "Loew is also a handsome guy."

……

When the team arrived at Munich Airport by plane, they did not go to the Allianz Arena, but directly boarded the bus sent by the club and started their Bundesliga championship trophy parade.

The open-air double-decker bus will drive from the airport all the way to Marienplatz in the center of Munich, where the players disembark and then climb onto the balcony of the town hall to lift the salad plate high - a traditional Bundesliga ball The celebration mode after the team wins the championship.

When the club chairman Auer called Christian Ude before boarding the plane and applied for the right to use the balcony of the city hall, the mayor of Munich's voice was very excited: "No problem! The team that has earned honor for the city of Munich deserves it You should enjoy this honor! The balcony of the City Hall tonight belongs to you, and Marianne Square also belongs to you. I will always be here waiting for you, and don’t forget to let me touch the trophy when the time comes!"

And when Orr hung up the phone, his emotions were also driven by Ude, and his voice was choked up.

Although it was getting late, the closer to the urban area, the more fans wearing blue and white jerseys on the streets.

1860 Munich fans can be seen everywhere on the streets, in bars, restaurants, and even in houses on both sides of the road.

They were all wearing team jerseys, waving team flags in their hands, and when the tour bus approached, they desperately sprinkled flowers and ribbons on it.

Cheers, whistles, and singing resounded from all corners, and the crowds of fans wearing blue and white jerseys on the streets made one wonder if most of the city of Munich had been mobilized.

Of course, at this time, there are no fans wearing red jerseys outside-Bayern Munich fans are probably hiding at home watching TV at this time, and they can't see the cousin's championship celebration.

People's enthusiasm did not disappear with the deepening of the sky, but became more and more enthusiastic.Gradually, beer sausages and bread also joined their ranks. Fans didn’t want to miss the moment of celebrating with the team because they had a meal in an exquisite restaurant. They chose to buy some fast food and have fun with their friends on the street. The munching, festive atmosphere turns ordinary food into something delicious.

"Bang bang bang!" Countless gorgeous fireworks suddenly exploded in the sky, illuminating the sky of the whole city.

"Fireworks! So beautiful!"

"It's Marianne Square! There are fans setting off fireworks there!"

Accompanied by the sound of fireworks, people walked towards Marian Square, where the parade ends and is the last climax of tonight.

In the end, the bus was completely pushed forward by the fans. There were too many people in the urban area, and it was impossible for even a bicycle to pass smoothly, let alone a huge parade exhibition vehicle.

When we got around the square, the bus stopped. The executives, coaches and players of the Munich 1860 club will get off from here, hold the salad plate and walk through the channel opened by the fans. After a circle around the advertisement, they will board the balcony of the city hall .

The president and CEO of the club were the first to get off the bus holding salad plates, and from them on, every time a person got off the bus, thousands of fans in the square erupted into cheers.

Karl, at the end of the crowd, smiled as he watched his players receive the heroic treatment.

At this moment, a male fan secretly climbed up from the back of the bus, and then rushed towards Karl.

"I love you!" The young male fan yelled emotionally, his tall body firmly locked Karl's shoulders, and pressed up like a bear: "I love you! Karl Oston! Marry me Come on, please!"

Carl was caught off guard by his sneak attack, and after reacting, he tried his best to resist the opponent's approach: "Calm down, sir, calm down!" He rebuked the fan head-on: "Your behavior is very rude!"

The male fan slammed his mouth on Karl's!

Carl tasted... beer in his mouth.

There were screams all around.

Lots and lots of screaming.

Carl gave each other a tongue kiss.

He'd swear by his reputation, it was an unforgettable kiss.

Then he took advantage of the moment when the male fan was distracted, and waited for an opportunity to give him a hard kick, but the male fan's body was subjected to a huge pull from behind——

Lars, Shao Jiayi, Koch, Ozil and other seven or eight Munich 1860 players raised the male fan angrily and threw him out of the car!

The male fan didn't fall to the ground, there were too many people around, he fell on top of the crowd, and then he was booed from all directions.

Before the manic fans planned to tear him apart, the male fan was pulled up by several friends and rescued him.

Once his figure is submerged in the crowd, it is difficult to be found again, because all the fans, men, women and children, are dressed exactly the same.

The 1860 Munich players collectively raised their middle fingers in the direction where the male fan finally disappeared.

Koch was keenly aware that his boss didn't immediately step aside to retch in disgust, or violently curse at the car.

On the contrary, Carl Alston's lips were red and his eyebrows were raised slightly, but his face was only slightly unhappy.