Chapter 355: Eat solitary

The individual awards have been awarded.
The German players are already standing on both sides, ready to welcome the runner-up to receive the prize!
This is a common practice. Players from the first army will receive the award first. The champion team members will welcome and greet the team. It is a kind of football culture and etiquette.
But after a group fight, do you expect the Germans to really welcome the Dutch?
Almost all German players have undisguised gloating on their faces, which is full of irony, which makes the Dutch hate having to attend the award ceremony.
Although in a sense, being a runner-up in the World Cup is definitely a very good result. After all, so many teams can't even rush into the World Cup.
However, losing in the finals is not as good as being eliminated early, at least not as disappointing, and the blow will not be so heavy.
At this time, two heavyweight guests appeared!
German Chancellor Angela Merkel and the Dutch Prime Minister walked out of the player channel hand in hand, and they will serve as award guests and FIFA tycoons to give awards to the players.
Nothing is the point, the point is that they actually hold hands!
It makes people feel very funny, as if an elderly couple had an elderly wedding...
Merkel's face was full of spring breeze, while the Dutch Prime Minister's expression was a little lost, and the two people's expressions were in stark contrast.
What is the name of the Dutch Prime Minister?
Okay, that's not important!
The Dutch players dragged their heads to the podium one by one, a silver medal was hung on their necks, and then they continued to walk down with their heads down, extremely depressed, which felt like walking dead.
After the Dutch players received their own silver medals, finally, it was the German players' turn.
Deafening cheers erupted again at the scene. All German fans were exhausting their passions. Everyone's voice had become hoarse, but no one cared.
Ye Feng and his teammates stepped forward one after another, shaking hands with the big brothers, receiving medals, and smiling.
"My hero, congratulations!" Merkel held Ye Feng's hand and didn't spread it. That excited look didn't look like a country's leader at all. It was completely an ordinary fan.
Ye Feng hugged Merkel and smiled, "Ma'am, do you need to sign?"
Merkel couldn't help but burst out laughing, "It would be better if you could give me the gold medal!"
"Come on!" Ye Feng was pretended to be surprised, and then laughed.
After receiving the medals, the German players walked to the round podium and got their position, excited and inexplicably waiting for the most exciting moment.
Blatter, like Miss Ceremony, came to the podium with the Hercules Cup. In the eyes of the world, the trophy was solemnly handed over to German team captain Barak.
Ye Feng's heart was already eager to try, and he was so excited to jump up.
As all the players shouted countdown together, Barak raised the trophy, all the players jumped and jumped with excitement, cheering, the whole world was crazy at this moment.
world champion!
We are world champions!
Ye Feng was roaring with hoarseness, singing and dancing, venting wildly.
Among the fireworks and colorful ribbons, the Football City Stadium has become a sea of ​​revelry.
Every teammate scrambles for the Hercules Cup, hugs, kisses, raises his head above, facing the supreme glory of football, no one can keep calm.
"Mine, it's all mine!"
Mueller laughed happily holding the trophy, his mouth went from South Africa to Munich, and said nothing.
"Release that trophy and let me come!"
Ye Feng shouted, and held Mueller holding the Hercules Cup under him, and snatched the trophy with several teammates. Of course, he did not forget to take the opportunity to ravage Mueller.
Then, Ye Feng smirked and started to punch with the trophy.
He is going to eat solitary food!
Looking at Ye Feng holding the trophy and running, the teammates almost noseless, they have never seen such a shameless guy!
Needless to say, a few people began to chase Ye Feng with wailing, can the trophy be snatched to say another, first hit Ye Feng to relieve anger.
Then, the fans saw a funny scene, Ye Feng held a trophy to celebrate, the German team chased Ye Feng madly, but they could not catch up, because Ye Feng ran too fast!
The whole German team is faster than Ye Feng, that is, Royce and Trokhovsky, others can only follow behind Ye Feng's ass.
This picture is extremely funny.
Who would have thought that Ye Feng was holding a trophy to celebrate, no matter who else!
But in the end, Ye Feng gave up. In the face of his teammate's net-like hunting, Ye Feng was cunning and he couldn't run away without space.
So he simply put the Hercules Cup on the ground, turned around and slipped away, to ensure safety first.
At the Football City Stadium, the German team celebrated for a long time, almost turned into an overnight carnival.
Back at the hotel, they were still hi at the temporary party. At this time, there is nothing more important than celebrating the championship.
And this night is also destined to be a sleepless night for many fans.
Early the next morning, the German team flew back to Germany in a special plane. The Berlin side has prepared all the celebration processes, waiting for the heroes to triumph.
"Let me play your trophy!" On the plane, Ye Feng snatched the World Cup Golden Globe trophy in the hands of Barak.
"You be careful, but it's broken for me!" Barak was a little worried. Ye Feng was so frizzy, so he had to be careful.
As soon as the words fell, I saw that the World Cup Golden Globe trophy slipped from Ye Feng's hand and fell onto the plane.
Barack: "..."
If the plane is not strong, it is estimated that the trophy can smash the plane into a pit and then directly fall off the plane.
Ye Feng smiled awkwardly, picked up the trophy, and then even more awkward!
The trophy was really knocked, and it was deflated!
"He can't find it, he can't find it!" Ye Feng shattered his heart and returned the trophy to Barak.
However, Barak saw the deflation on the trophy at a glance and couldn't help but get angry.
"Well, otherwise I will give you the trophy of the best newcomer in the World Cup to compensate you?" Ye Feng said in dismay: "Anyway, except for the color, there is no difference."
Barak did not speak, but looked at Ye Feng with the expression of the dead man.
Ye Feng sighed, "Okay, don't hit your face?"
There were bursts of screams from the plane, and weeping.
The teammates laughed and watched Barak clean up Ye Feng, which is about to become the daily routine of the German team.
Heinkes can't help but can't help but such a team atmosphere is definitely what he really wants.
The World Cup winner is here, and Heinx’s mission is completed, but now Heinx has a great goal, which is to lead this German team and create a dynasty that truly belongs to the German chariot!
He believes that this goal can be achieved!
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