Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 222 The fireworks at the Stade de France were lit for the champion and he lifted the champio

Chapter 222 The fireworks at the Stade de France were lit for the champion and he lifted the championship trophy (please vote for me)

"Yeahhhhhh...!!"

At night, the Stade de France was brightly lit and turned into a boiling red sea. Countless people rushed towards the eleven players on the court from all directions.

They may be substitute players, the team's assistant coaches, staff, or family members of the players.

At this moment, their hearts are united and they are cheering for the championship together.

The Belgian team is the champion!

The Belgian fans in the entire venue were completely ecstatic, and they only represented a small part of the population.

At this moment, in front of the Eiffel Tower, in front of the park in the center of Paris, and even in their hometown of Belgium, there are more people cheering for these eleven people on the field!
  "We are champions! European Cup champions!"

When the first whistle sounded, Vertonghen had already crossed the sideline and headed directly towards Chen Yufeng on the court.

He jumped on Chen Yufeng again, almost bringing Chen Yufeng down again, and then couldn't restrain his emotions, "Yufeng, we did it! The European Cup is ours!"

The player who did not appear in the final shed tears of joy at this moment, because this meant that even if he did not appear in this game, he could appear on the podium with his teammates!
  They are about to receive the glittering European Cup trophy together, and then lift the Henry Delaunay Cup high into the sky!

"Yes, we got this trophy." Chen Yufeng hugged Vertonghen tightly and lost control of his emotions.

It’s so tiring, it’s so tiring to get to this point.

They have experienced so much in this month, and finally today they are blooming!

If he fails to win the European Cup in the end, Chen Yufeng's excellent personal data will not be considered complete. On the contrary, the most important piece of the puzzle is missing!
  But now, it can be said that his tournament is perfect!

They overturned the original champion Portugal in the semi-finals, and then defeated the host France today!
  One month, seven games, one loss and six wins!
  Win the final championship trophy!

"Ohhhhh...!"

Countless Belgian players clenched their fists and closed their eyes at this moment, looking up to the sky and roaring with excitement.

Their roars continued for a long time, and they did not stop until their family members came up to hug them.

Someone held his child in one hand and held his wife's hand in the other, parading around the stadium, smiling and enjoying the cheers of the fans.

Someone hugged his girlfriend tightly, and his body began to tremble slightly.

As for those young players, those who have no children or wives, they spend more time with their parents and family to celebrate this hard-won championship.

The Stade de France belongs to them at this moment, and this stadium will turn red today.

"Yufeng!"

After Vertonghen left, Chen Yufeng, who was standing near the arc of the center circle and admiring the lights in the field, heard a female voice.

The voice sounded familiar, it must be Taylor Swift.

Chen Yufeng turned around with a smile and spread his hands towards Taylor Swift, who quickly ran over and hugged him in the center circle.

Neither of them cared about other people's eyes or the possible criticism from the outside world. They just hugged each other tightly and felt the moment.

That sentence is right. When a man succeeds, he always hopes that someone can accompany him and witness the peak moment with him.

Chen Yufeng was like this at this moment, and his heart was greatly satisfied.

The two of them almost couldn't help themselves and kissed each other, not caring about the camera next to them.

"The game is over! Belgium wins the European Cup!"

In the CCTV commentary seat, He Wei stood up from the commentary seat, raised his arms and shouted, "They finally defeated France [-]-[-] in the final and won the first European Cup championship in team history!"

"This is the champion of the [-]th European Cup and the tenth championship team in the history of the European Cup!"

"Please enjoy this moment that belongs to you! Belgium's golden generation!"

"This is a tournament that has overcome the doubts and criticisms from the outside world. The powerful Belgian team used intoxicating offensive football to take back the championship!"

"They are like nomadic cavalry who rush into the city-state and plunder wildly. They have strong bodies, powerful skills, and the courage to sink the boat with nothing!"

"The French team, like the German team and the Spanish team, has a glorious history and is an aristocratic team in this football world. They failed to hold on to their honor and were crushed by this external force and took away the crown. !”

"If you fall behind, you will be beaten. This is an eternal truth in history. For the French, this night is destined to be painful. The lights of the Paris night market will not light up today, and the Arc de Triomphe will not open to them after all!"

As He Wei was talking, the staff on site quickly began to set up the podium, and the members of the French team also began to line up, preparing to quickly receive the silver medal and leave the venue.

It was a desperate night and they didn't want to stay here any longer.

Many people were holding back tears at this moment, gritting their teeth and constantly telling themselves that they must not lower the head of the Gallic rooster.

Soon, the podium was built.

With the Belgians still celebrating wildly in the background, the Frenchman in great pain walked through the stadium signs and came to the podium.

The new UEFA president Alexander Ceferin appeared here, applauded the French team with a smile, and quickly called on the hostess to come up and award them the awards.

"You played well, boys, you are already successful." Alexander Ceferin also wanted to encourage the boys of the French team, but found that his words would not work at all.

Not even a French player grabbed his head and gave him a perfunctory smile.

Ceferin was immediately embarrassed, but it didn't matter. The French team would leave after the awards.

"congratulations."

The hostesses began to come on stage one by one and put the European Cup runner-up silver medals on the French team members.

When the medal was put on Deschamps' neck, Deschamps gritted his teeth tightly as he listened to the congratulations from the emcee.

He will not lose this medal. He will keep it well and put it in the most eye-catching place, and then use it to alert himself.

As a player, his career was extremely successful. As the captain of the French team, he won the 98 World Cup and the 00 European Cup, completing the national team Grand Slam!
  Including the early stage of his coaching career, his success was also remarkable. He took the Monaco team, which was an ordinary team at that time, to the Champions League final.

Step by step, we have reached the present moment. In our coaching career, we have reached the finals of major competitions twice, but we have yet to win the final championship trophy.

This made Deschamps hold in his breath for more than ten years and vowed to get it back in the World Cup two years later.

Just wait, in Russia, he will lead a brand new French team back, and then overturn this Belgian red battleship!
  "We saw that the French team, as runners-up, went on stage to receive the final silver medal. This will not be a happy medal."

In the CCTV commentary seat, He Wei pulled out the passage reserved for losers and read it in a very poetic tone, "The most glorious day in life is not the day of success."

"It is the day when the challenge of life arises from lamentation and despair, and we move towards will with courage. With this famous quote from Flaubert, we bid farewell to the French team that is about to leave. We hope that the French team will regain their courage and regain their glory!" ”   His words are extremely powerful and penetrating, hurting every fan watching the live broadcast in front of the TV.

More people may only find this passage catchy when they first hear it. Only after experiencing it themselves will they understand the meaning and the power of words.

After the French team, the Belgian team players lined up and went to the stage with smiles to receive the gold medal.

Everyone is smiling with happiness and joy. They are the winners of this event. They can enjoy the flowers and applause from all over the world at this moment, and bring the gold medal that symbolizes honor.

Among them, Chen Yufeng walked at the front of the queue, smiled and high-fived the staff next to him, hugged the UEFA president, and then came to the podium.

This is just to receive the gold medal. The cup-holding ceremony will be held later and will be placed in the audience.

They will pass through the Belgian fans' stand area, bathe in the excited eyes of the Belgian fans, and lift the trophy.

"Perhaps, people often say that today is the most glorious day in Chen Yufeng's career so far."

He Wei's career continues to ring, "He won the honor of intercontinental events, won the European Cup championship that many people will never see in their lifetime, and it was his third championship trophy this year!"

"But following on from the previous sentence, I think the most glorious days in Chen Yufeng's life must be the days in the early stages of his career when he wanted to give up countless times, but regained the courage to move forward and retained his expectations for the future!"

"Maybe we don't know why he came out of the trough, maybe we don't know when he really transformed, but from his twists and turns in his career, we will see many stages and situations in life. From this twists and turns, , we will one day realize what it means to be alive!”

"Keep going, don't give up! Maybe success will eventually open its arms to you and usher in the moment when all the hardships come to an end!"

In his commentary, the entire Belgian team brought championship medals, and Chen Yufeng and others also hung gauze around their necks. It seemed that they were championship gifts prepared by the competition, just like Hada on the Mongolian grasslands. Same.

"Hold the cup, brothers!"

Chen Yufeng opened his hands and appealed to the players. After everyone stepped off the stage, they hugged their relatives and friends for the last time, and then continued to line up and walk towards the championship trophy in the audience.

Taylor Swift stood behind Chen Yufeng, looking at Chen Yufeng's back with a happy smile on her lips.

I don't know when the relationship between the two of them began to change, allowing her to have the feeling of sharing honor and disgrace with Chen Yufeng.

Maybe it's because Chen Yufeng's halo is too great at the moment, or maybe his success this time is too dazzling, which catalyzed this emotion.

But no matter what, Taylor really felt everything on the field and watched Chen Yufeng stand on the podium with pride and excitement.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

When the Belgian team walked into the auditorium and passed between the Belgian fans, the Belgian fans frantically stretched out their hands from both sides and touched the players.

Here, Chen Yufeng saw many acquaintances.

Mr. Ranieri and Vichai, who were in the UK not long ago, appeared here now, waved to him and made a hug gesture.

"Congratulations, Yufeng!"

"Hahaha, we have a European Cup champion in our Leicester City team!"

Vichai and Ranieri sent congratulations to Chen Yufeng one after another. The three hugged each other, and then Ranieri and Vichai pointed their fingers to the side.

Chen Yufeng saw two familiar faces. One was the current World Cup scorer record holder, German Klose.

The other was Odegaard, who was later hailed as a super midfield genius and a master of creativity.

Of course he has been paying attention to the current situation of Leicester City during this period, and after seeing the two joining, he can't help but have some expectations for next season.

Today, on this day worthy of celebration, it is a wonderful feeling to meet someone who symbolizes hope in advance.

Chen Yufeng stepped forward and hugged both of them again. He saw shock in Klose's eyes, and admiration in the expression of young general Odegaard.

"Come on, the future belongs to you, Odegaard. I hope you will have a happy time in Leicester City next season."

He encouraged the young general Odegaard as he should, and touched the little guy's head before turning around and walking away.

The seventeen-year-old Odegaard stood here, looking over with affectionate eyes, all he saw was a majestic figure No. [-].

At this moment, Odegaard was truly captured, and he was even willing to show his sword at all opponents for Big Brother in the new season and lead the charge.

"Yufeng, come here quickly!"

The voice on the podium rang out, and Chen Yufeng wasted no time, running over quickly and standing next to Hazard.

Hazard, the captain of the Belgian team, suddenly handed the trophy to Chen Yufeng's hands, and then nodded slightly towards Chen Yufeng.

Chen Yufeng took the trophy with some surprise and looked behind him. All his teammates nodded towards him.

"Ohhhhhhhh..."

He didn't say anything more. After placing the trophy at his feet, he stood in the center of the crowd and began to roar.

All the Belgians roared, and this emotion became more and more passionate as time went on, until it reached a climax with the trophy held high by Chen Yufeng.

"Yeahhhhhhhh...!!"

As the audience was once again enveloped in deafening cheers, Chen Yufeng excitedly raised the trophy high, and all the players also raised their hands.

This is their moment to win the trophy. In this four-year long wait, it is the Belgian team that has really accumulated strength in the end!
  They won the final European Cup trophy!
  "Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

Countless ribbons shot up into the sky, falling everywhere on the court like a goddess scattering flowers, landing on the faces of every celebrating player and on the shoulders of every player.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Bounce! Bounce!"

The Stade de France was also lit up with fireworks at this moment. Countless fireworks were launched from the center of the stadium and hit the roof, forming a beautiful landscape and blooming with dark brown firelight.

This is specially designed. The fireworks fluctuate back and forth after touching the ceiling, and the continuous backfire seems to ignite the entire grandstand ceiling.

This was originally prepared by the French for their own team, but unexpectedly the Belgians stood here in an unstoppable posture.

"This is a memorable night for Belgian football, with the fireworks at the Stade de France lit up for the championship!"

He Wei's final concluding voice sounded, "Although before that, the French certainly hoped to ignite for their own team."

"But this is football. No matter how many people support you, you must always try your best for everyone who supports you. It doesn't matter the number or which land you are on!"

"At this moment, let us shout, the Belgian team is the champion!!"

(End of this chapter)

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