Chapter 517: Unexpected ranking! Fooled around again!

Latest website: Although Zheng Zhi did not participate in the Golden Globe Awards ceremony, he still paid attention to his final ranking.
As a result, it was not the 20th place (cough cough, bought another special code, last time 20, this time bought 17, and hit again), but the 17th.
The ranking rose by three places, squeezing Bergkamp, ​​Deschamps, and Bierhoff behind.
Unexpectedly.
The most tragic reminder should be Bierhoff, the most impressive Serie A shooter, actually ranked 18th, this may be the least valued Serie A best shooter?
I do n’t know how Bierhof is feeling ...
Seventeenth, it is estimated that it is enough for the domestic media and fans to blow for a while. This is big news, and the spinach company is sometimes miscalculated ...
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"Ah ~"
"Exhausted."
The handsome Beckham rubbed his blond hair and sighed heavily.
He felt that his entire body had been hollowed out, just like fighting with Victoria for three days and three nights, and he had no strength.
Of course, this time I was tired, not tired.
Even if he had already arrived in Nyon, he was still insane.
His failure to win the European Golden Globe in 1999 made him feel lost.
second!
The third place is better than the second place. It is always close to the championship.
Seriously, he did n’t want to go to the awarding ceremony of Mr. World Football. As Zheng Zhi predicted, the performance of the England national team was too bad. Lose.
But I have to go.
If you know you are not good, you still have to go ... to become the most handsome green leaf in the world.
Not available this year, what about next year? What about the next year? I will always get it.
Although lost, Beckham never lost confidence.
"David,"
"Faster,"
"Can't catch up."
Ferguson's voice was ringing. The boss is going to be angry. Although there are many suspicions about Beckham's private life this season, Beckham is still his favorite disciple. Did n’t he accompany him to the Golden Globe Awards?
"I'm coming,"
In front of Ferguson, he is still a very obedient child and will never grow up.
Soon, they arrived at the hotel, and quickly went through the formalities, and hurriedly put the luggage in the room and walked out.
In order to quickly suppress the Golden Globe Awards, the FIFA chose to hold an award party on the second day of the Golden Globe Awards, just to immediately suppress the Golden Globe Awards.
As soon as he walked into the hotel lobby, Ferguson's eyes brightened.
"Ah, Zheng!"
Fate, meet Zheng Zhi here. He quickly took the initiative to say hello to Zheng Zhi.
"Grandpa?"
At this time, Lord Lord has been sealed by the Queen of England and has become a veritable Lord Lord Lord.
"Let's go to the awards party by car together?"
Ferguson was thinking a little.
This will go to the awards scene with Zheng Zhi, and the media reporters will surely catch their wild shots, and then ambiguous with Zheng Zhi again, hey, perfect.
Zheng Zhi smiled slightly, as if seeing through Ferguson's thoughts. But he didn't worry about the media writing, and he still had taxi fare left. Why didn't he agree?
"Okay."
"I can have one dinner fee left, so I'm welcome."
"David,"
"Go."
In this way, the three people got into the car together and went to the awards party.
Zheng Zhi took a peek at Beckham and felt that Ferguson was a bit harsh on him. Anyway, he was the second place in the Golden Globes and the second place in the future Mr. World Football. Would you let him take a taxi to the awards party?
Poor Beckham.
"Unfortunately, I didn't get the first place." He turned to smile at Beckham.
"But I think you are also eligible to win the Golden Globe Award. Voting, there are always preferences."
"You know, sometimes looking too handsome is also jealous. I think many of them are jealous of you being too handsome."
"what?"
"Hahaha, what's the point." Beckham finally laughed after he heard Zheng Zhi's words.
"Ah, just laugh."
"A big David Beckham will feel sad even for the world."
Zheng Zhi also smiled, very satisfied with this joke he made.
Ferguson, who was sitting in the co-pilot, didn't look back, but he heard clearly, his mouth slightly twitching.
This Zheng Zhi is interesting.
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A humble yellow taxi slowly drove to the door of the Opera House.
The reporters didn't pay attention at all, because they all took crazy pictures around Mr. Golden Ball Rivaldo, and some people chased Rui Costa and God of War Batistuta.
Zidane was surrounded by paparazzi, and even the young Shevchenko attracted many Eastern European journalists.
When Ferguson, Zheng Zhi and David Beckham descended from the taxi, everything was the same.
"Yo,"
"No one actually recognizes us?"
Ferguson smiled and walked briskly ahead, followed by Beckham and Zheng Zhi.
This scene is not very coordinated.
Finally, when halfway up the stairs, someone finally discovered them.
"Omega!"
"David Beckham!"
"Alex Ferguson!"
"God, who is following him? Isn't that Chinese Zheng Zhi? How did he get confused with Ferguson again?"
"Aren't he really getting together with Manchester United? Big news, absolutely big news!"
Many reporters swarmed in and surrounded them, not allowing them to take another half step.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, have you talked?"
"Zheng Zhi joined Manchester United?"
"Why would you take a taxi to the scene together?"
"Zheng Zhi, are you going to join Manchester United?"
"David, are you confident of countering Rivaldo in Mr. World Football?"
"David, how sorry is it that he didn't get the Golden Globe Award?"
After scrambling for various questions, the scene instantly fell into chaos.
Even the Shinko Golden Globe winner Rivaldo's light was taken away.
No way, neither Beckham is handsome, Zheng Zhi's news is hot, and Ferguson is less aura!
Ugh……
Was left out.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Zheng Zhi took the microphone of the England BBC.
"Encounter,"
"I met Lord and David in the hotel, and then came to catch a taxi with them to save the toll. I am a very frugal person.
"It's that simple."
"It's better to imagine something about the transfer ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Let's open a room together in the hotel. This one leg still has some credibility."
Wow?
What do you say?
Open a room together? Three big men?
Pooh! Beckham is angry in his heart, what do you think of them?
Zheng Zhi continued:
"Okay, take a step back and think about it. It's impossible for me to join a team that can't play the Champions League. So, how can I go to Manchester United?"
"This kind of boring guessing and questioning ends here. Please leave the question to David and Lord Ferguson, and I will ... advanced."
Zheng Zhi dashed away the dense crowd and walked in first.
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