Chapter 566: The mark left by the Chinese!

Although Messi, Busquets and Pique are all friends, although most of the players with Barcelona are acquaintances, although his father-in-law is also sad... But Sun Wu first celebrated this championship with his teammates.
One by one, I really hug my teammates seriously, hug the most hard-working Farfan, and Milito hug that has completed a perfect revenge, and Neuer hug to keep the goal, and the shoveled Pei Carrick hugs, hugs Raul and Draxler who have no chance to play...
Finally, Sun Wu found Lannick.
"How is it?" Sun Wu hugged Lannick fiercely, "I said! I will beat them!"
"You must have been looking forward to this moment for a long time!" Lannick said with a laugh.
The flashing lights next to them shone, and the reporters' microphones were almost poking their mouths.
Lannick patted Sun Wu on the shoulder and rushed him to greet the fans with his teammates, and said to the reporters with a smile: "A wonderful game..."
The reporters did not want to listen to this and immediately asked: "Mr. Lannick, Best hits the defender..."
"Yes, yes, it was my decision." Rannick shrugged. "Best has this ability, he is very sensitive to the gap, and everyone has already seen it."
A female reporter immediately reported the data, "21 times to clear the ball, 8 of which were caught on the pass, and 4 direct counterattacks, including the first corner kick."
"Oh, that corner kick?"
"That's a tactic designed by Best." Lannick had no scruples, and Best was about to leave anyway. "This is a gift for Barcelona. He prepared it for a long time!"
The reporters were all excited, knowing that European football recognized that Best was half a quarry child. Not only did he refuse to return but he also fought back, but he still planned for a long time.
"How to evaluate Best?" Lannick was silent for a while. "He has amazing football talent, unbelievable observation, sense of play and passing ability, and a tactical understanding ability that is not inferior to that of a first-rate famous coach. ... All in all, "Kicker" once commented on him, and I think it is very accurate."
Lannick looked at Sun Wu who was throwing his jersey into the stands. "He is the most special one!"
In the live broadcast room, the word "the most special one" also appeared in Zhan Jun's mouth.
"This is an evocative UEFA Champions League final. It is recognized as the best team in the world. Barcelona eventually lost 0-2 to Bundesliga champion Schalke 04. But from the perspective of the game, in fact most of the time , Barcelona has the absolute initiative." Zhan Jun turned his head and asked: "But in the end Barcelona can't knock on Schalke 04's door, what do you think about Zhang's guidance?"
"It's very unexpected from the result, but it's normal from the process." Zhang Luhe commented with a smile: "First of all, Schalke 04's defense is very extreme, except for the occasional raid by Farfan, almost gave up The offense did not cut Messi’s contact with Xavi and Iniesta like Mourinho, but the formation was compressed to the extreme to block Barcelona’s offensive line."
"Secondly, Sun Wu actually withdrew to hit the center defender. This is Rannick's magical stroke. Sun Wu has more than 20 times to clear the ball." Zhang Lu pointed to the playback on the screen. "For example, this ball...Sun Wu Predicted to the cooperation of Iniesta and Busquets, move ahead and eventually destroy the ball."
"Finally, Neuer, the German goalkeeper performed very well. In the case of a compressed formation, he perfectly controlled the small penalty area in his hands. Messi, Pique and Villa all took the ball in the small penalty area. The chance to shoot, but were blocked by Neuer." Zhang Lu said with a smile: "In this respect, this is Schalke 04's luck."
"Yes, if Barcelona steals the first goal, Schalke 04's corner tactics may not be effective." Zhan Jun nodded in agreement, "but luck alone is not enough. Barcelona is one of the most powerful teams in the world. In terms of strength, Schalke 04 is slightly inferior."
"But Schalke 04 is reasonable to win the game. From the pre-match deployment, from the tactical layout, to the player's mentality, and the substitution strategy, Schalke 04 has achieved the ultimate. Guardiola has not lost this time. ."
Zhan Jun added with a smile: "As everyone knows, although Sun Wu is a midfielder, mainly a midfielder and a midfielder, but also came across the midfielder, but he is a wing player and can play all positions on the two wing. The UEFA Champions League semi-final against Manchester United in the second round came with a striker..."
"Now dig out the brand new position of central defender, on the all-rounder...Maybe Sun Wu is the only one in the world."
"The in-depth understanding of tactics gives Sun Wu countless possibilities. From this perspective, he is the most special one."
"Wait..." Zhang Lu suddenly interjected, reaching for the glass window of the studio.
...
In this Champions League final, there are about 500 Chinese fans coming from afar, and the international student team organized by Chen Hao and Xu Banmeng has a total of about 800 people. They carry, buy and even make a lot of Chinese slogans and flags.
The score of 2 to 0, Sun Wu's shining performance, and the role-play of Hao Junmin as a substitute for the Qibing made them feel worthwhile.
"The camera is aimed at the podium!" Chen Hao commanded loudly among the fans. This video will be uploaded to the website later.
When he was busy, his girlfriend suddenly jumped up, "Look, Sun Wu is here!"
Chen Hao turned his head and looked at it. Sun Wu Zheng, who was shirtless, slowly ran to the stand of Chinese fans.
The front-most Chinese fan suddenly folded a national flag and threw it down.
"Hey, don't throw it!" Xu Banmeng was anxious. She was Sun Fei's girlfriend. She had been accounted for similar incidents before. Try not to let Sun Wu fall into this kind of trouble. After all, Sun Wu always thinks publicly Chinese, but still British and German dual nationality.
Chen Hao was also worried, standing on his toes and looking down.
Sun Wu calmly picked up the national flag, slowly spread it out, fixed his eyes for a few seconds, and then put it on his body.
The cheers burst out in front of him.
Looking up, it was a sea of ​​red, with a familiar skin color, a familiar face, Chinese language that made Sun Wu feel cordial, and a bright red bean
After looking up for a moment, Sun Wucai turned his head to look at Hao Junmin who was running over.
The cheers above the head became louder, and everyone saw the big horn in Hao Junmin's hand.
Sun Wu dragged the national flag on his left hand and raised his horn in his right hand.
Everyone is waiting for him to say something...
"For Chinese fans coming from afar, Sun Wu is very concerned, and many tickets are provided by Sun Wu." Zhan Jun looked at this scene with a smile.
Zhang Lu stretched his neck, trying to hear what Sun Wu would say...
The camera on the side track immediately slipped over and the lens was aimed at Sun Wu.
In the stands, Chen Hao listened to each other and suddenly shouted, "Quiet!"
Xu Banmeng turned his head suspiciously. Suddenly, if there was a vocal song, although there were only a few words, although there were only intermittent melodies, she immediately widened her eyes...
this is……
The stands suddenly quieted down, everyone was silent, listening to each other...
The faint singing came, and the familiar but jerky lyrics made everyone feel excited!
"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind,
How loud the victory song is. "
As long as it comes from the country, there is no one who will not sing this song...
"Sing our dear motherland,
From now on to prosperity and prosperity. "
The singing gradually became louder, and countless fans turned to look. Although they may not understand this emotion, they all gave applause for congratulations.
Here at the last moment, it became the focus of Wembley Stadium. The emotions of pride and pride rolled in everyone's hearts, and everyone was singing...
"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind,
How loud the victory song is. "
"Sing our dear motherland,
From now on to prosperity and prosperity. "
The sliding camera was aimed at Sun Wu's face... that face lacked the usual slyness, the sly smile, and the confidence to calm down.
There are only those two lines of tears flowing across the cheeks!
Switching the camera non-stop, switching up and down the stand, and back and forth between Sun Wu, Hao Junmin, who is still crying with tears in his face, and fans who are also singing...
"Across the mountains, across the plains,
Crossing the long river of the Yellow River. "
Zhan Jun, who is about to be forty years old, has been working abroad for a long time. He couldn't help but whispered: "The vast and beautiful land is our dear hometown."
Zhang Lu, who had just passed his 60th birthday, suddenly stood up and sang loudly: "The heroic people stood up, and our unity and friendship are as strong as iron."
This loud singing sounded at Wembley Stadium, in the live room, in front of each TV screen...
Countless Chinese fans suddenly sang loudly in this late night...
"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind,
How loud the victory song is. "
"Sing our dear motherland,
From now on to prosperity and prosperity. "
Over and over again, until the voice was hoarse, until the throat was dry, Sun Wu put down his horn, raised the national flag high in his right hand, and stood like a statue under the stands.
"The song "Singing the Motherland" once appeared in the opening ceremony of the 2008 Olympic Games." Zhan Jun's voice was also hoarse and powerful. "After three years, we heard this song again, although it was not sung... …"
"Although the singing is not good or even out of tune." Zhang Lu took the words, "but this is the best celebration!"
"Yes, this is the best celebration!" Zhan Jun said loudly: "This song is shown to the world by two Chinese players!"
"This is a great season, this is a miraculous final!"
"And the Chinese left an indelible mark in this game this season!"
"This is "Singing the Motherland"!"
"Best?"
Seeing Sun Wu motionless, Kristin glanced at Sun Fei, and then shouted clearly: "Sun Wu!"
Sun Wu immediately turned around, with one arm around Sun Fei's shoulder and one arm around Kristin's waist, and there was a loud noise on the stands.
"It's time to claim the prize!" Sun Fei shouted in his brother's ear: "Perey is going crazy, and the phone is ringing!"
Sun Wu smiled and said nothing, leaned over and kissed Kristin gently, and turned to the podium.
"Yes, I'm sorry, solve Kim...understand." In the box, Perey stared at the 38 on the lawn with sweat and excitement.
It was not half an hour before the game ended, but a large number of high-ranking club executives called. Obviously, buying Best was definitely a good deal, and even Arsenal had called.
Manchester United, which was once rejected by Sun Wu, also contacted Perey again. Ferguson was very clear that a midfielder like Sun Wu was an inevitable encounter in the transfer market.
So Ferguson directly took out a 59 million euros cancellation fee, and privately promised an additional commission.
In the box next door, Barcelona's gloomy President Roussell smiled and congratulated Mr. Tunis, Chairman of Schalke 04, and tentatively inquired about the possibility of a best transfer.
Barcelona has already received the silver medal, no one put it on, they are tightly clenched in their palms and even tucked into their trouser pockets.
"Congratulations, Best." Captain Puyol, who was unable to play due to injury, grinned reluctantly.
Pique and Busquets closed their mouths silently, only Messi hugged Sun Wu, "Best, this is definitely not the last time!"
The podium was full of people, everyone was in place, even UEFA President Platini was ready to award... only Sun Wu was still embracing the Barcelona jerseys under the stage.
Some Barcelona people are perfunctory and some are upset or ignored~EbookFREE.me~Some of them turn around uncomfortably, but Sun Wu is not reluctant...I have thought about it for several years and didn't even score when I scored. To celebrate, I always want to have some more beautiful clips that I can recall.
"Best, how long did you prepare?" Guardiola put his hands in his pockets and ignored Sun Wu, who embraced.
"Oh, it didn't take long." Sun Wu withdrew his hand, and Xiao Yingying replied, "Probably just three years ago."
Guardiola bit his lip and turned to leave, thinking in his heart that this man's speech was a bit true or false... He still kept talking about kicking the penalty kick at halftime!
At most one was Patrick. The coach who brought Sun Wu in one hand looked somber, and he was too lazy to talk to Sun Wu. He reached out and pulled Kristin away from Sun Wu.
A low laughter sounded, Zhan Jun smiled and explained: "That was Sun Wu's girlfriend, his father was Guardiola's assistant Patrick, he is also Sun Wu's enlightenment coach."
Finally, Sun Wu stepped onto the podium, and the unstoppable cry was raised again... Zhan Jun Gao shouted: "The Schalke once created the highest decibel record in the European stadium. They are trying to create a new record!"
The crazy big ear cup is placed in the center, on the left is Captain Westman, on the right is Lannick, and behind is Neuer.
"Here!" Neuer squeezed to the side.
When Sun Wu stood, blue and white debris fell from the sky, and the song "We Are the Champions" rang through Wembley Stadium.
Four hands work hard at the same time to raise the trophy high.
"Congratulations to Schalke 04, they beat Barcelona in a near impossible situation!"
"Congratulations to Schalke 04, they have a great season and have a group of perhaps the best Schalke players in history!"
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