Volume 1: Heroes Come and Go, People Pay Attention Chapter 222 Chen Yingxiong and Platini (First Update, Please Vote for Me!)

Chapter 222 Chen Yingxiong and Platini (first update, please vote for me!)

ps, I'm sorry, my wife had a sudden attack yesterday and gave birth at 3pm on the same day she was sent to the hospital. I have barely slept a wink since early yesterday morning and have been accompanying her in the hospital. I'm covered in sweat and can't update online.

I still use my wife’s mobile phone to post Weibo...

At noon today, I came back to take a shower and rest. I have to go to the hospital in the afternoon.

So the update has been postponed until this time.

Please forgive me.

In addition, I once said that I would burst into celebration when my child was born. Speaking of yesterday, I will update ten today! !

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When the runner-up leaves the podium, it's the champion's turn to take the stage to receive the award.

The person who managed the medal was still UEFA President Platini.

Chen Yingxiong stood in the audience, among his teammates. He looked at Platini and said to his teammates: "Some people don't like us winning the championship. If we win the championship, he will be like his own father who died."

Everyone was confused: "Who?"

Chen Yingxiong pointed his eyes at everyone to look at Platini: "Mr. UEFA President, who else could it be? Didn't you see the regret and tenderness on his face when he presented the award to the Barcelona players just now? Now it's our turn. , look at his expression again..."

Everyone turned to look.

Sure enough.

When Platini turned around, everyone saw the cold expression on his face.

Although he soon changed his expression to a smile.

But that expression from before has long been fixed in everyone's mind.

"Why doesn't he like us winning the championship?" Some naive teammates are still asking this question.

"The devil knows." The teammate next to him shrugged and snorted.

"Because we defeated Barcelona, ​​in his mind, that is the team that best represents the beauty of modern football." Chen Yingxiong stared at Platini with a joking smile on his face. "We were like a group of reckless savages who rushed into his home and were smashed to pieces by his carefully collected exquisite porcelain! Do you think you could like such a group of people?"

"Uh..." His teammates who were asked in return were speechless.

"It doesn't matter. We are the champions, and champions don't need to look at anyone's face."

After saying that, Chen Yingxiong walked out of the crowd and walked towards the podium. He was the first to step on the podium.

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In fact, Platini doesn't like Liverpool winning the championship because he hates Chen Yingxiong very much, so he hates Chen Yingxiong's team. Just as he hated Naples so much before. Now that Chen Yingxiong has left Naples, Platini's impression of this team has returned to normal.

Now that Chen Yingxiong has arrived in Liverpool, he will naturally not give Liverpool a good look.

However...sometimes, when you have to talk about the scene, you also have to work hard on the surface.

So he quickly adjusted his mentality and put a smile on his face again. No matter how you look at it, this smile is a bit stiff and fake.

Especially when he saw that the first person to come on stage was Chen Yingxiong, the smile on his face became stiffer and faker, and he couldn't tell that he was smiling.

However, the smile on Chen Yingxiong's face was particularly bright, as if a flower was blooming on his face.

Of course, not chrysanthemums.

Platini had no idea that the first person to come on stage to receive the award would be Chen Yingxiong.

He was a little underprepared. My mood has not been fully adjusted yet.

If other players come up first, he can still treat them with a normal attitude and then slowly get into the role. When it is Chen Yingxiong's turn, he might be able to say a few words to cover up his true thoughts perfectly. .

But he miscalculated. He didn't expect Chen Yingxiong to be the first to come on stage.

And why is the smile on his face so thick?

Is he laughing at himself?

How dare an ordinary player laugh at the president of UEFA?

What right does he have to laugh at himself?

For a time, Platini had thousands of thoughts churning in his mind.

The expression on his face became more and more unnatural.

In fact, as a seasoned politician, Platini's self-restraint and acting skills are still very good. But I don't know why, when facing Chen Yingxiong, he always couldn't maintain his self-cultivation, and he couldn't care about his acting skills.

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Chen Yingxiong finally walked up to Platini, and then looked at Platini with a smile and said nothing.

But Platini seemed to hate his smile. He quickly turned around and picked up a gold medal from the tray of the hostess next to him... He suddenly remembered an old incident.

Four years ago, it was also at the award ceremony of the Champions League final. At that time, Chen Yingxiong was still wearing the blue jersey of Naples. He won the championship and I had to award him a medal as usual.

He walked up to him, and logically he should bend down and lower his head, and then he could hang the gold medal around his neck.

But Chen Yingxiong didn't do that. He stood in front of him, straightened his chest, straightened his waist, and held his head high. There was absolutely no intention of bowing to Platini.

Platini is not tall. He was 1.78 meters tall when he was a player. Now that he is old and his stature has shrunk, he is not even 1.78 meters tall. Chen Yingxiong is 1.95 meters tall. In fact, given the height difference, Platini could have hung up the medal for Chen Yingxiong if he raised his hand higher. But Platini didn't do that. He just raised it slightly, forcing Chen Yingxiong to bend down a lot if he wanted to be awarded the gold medal.

Naturally, Chen Yingxiong would not be able to do this, and Platini would not accommodate him. So after the two sides were in a stalemate for a few seconds, Platini directly thrust the gold medal into Chen Yingxiong's hands without even shaking hands, spreading the bad relationship between them to the world.

Now, it is once again my turn to present an award to Chen Yingxiong.

Platini felt very aggrieved when he thought about this old incident. He was the chairman of UEFA and would still be competing for the chairman of FIFA in the future, but he couldn't do anything with an ordinary player.

If it weren't for the hope of being the president of FIFA, he really wouldn't want to be the president of UEFA, because as the president of UEFA, he must attend the Champions League awards ceremony. When he thought about giving an award to Chen Yingxiong, he felt that the UEFA president was doing an aggrieved job.

Standing in front of Platini, Chen Yingxiong still held his head high and showed no intention of bending down to let Platini hang the gold medal on him. But this time, he didn't embarrass Platini too much. After all, this time was not like last time. What Platini did at Lyon's home court last time made Chen Yingxiong so angry that he desperately wanted to present the award in the Champions League. Platini was embarrassed during the ceremony.

This time, he was in Liverpool and didn't feel much of Platini's hostility.

So he gave Pula the first step.

His upper body was as straight as a javelin.

But his lower body was different from usual. He spread his legs, then squatted down, making a squatting posture, and finally lowered his height to about the same height as Platini.

These allowed Platini to hang the gold medal around his neck without stretching his hands too high.

Platini lowered his head and glanced at Chen Yingxiong's weird posture...

He did not hang the gold medal around Chen Yingxiong's neck, but directly placed it in Chen Yingxiong's hand.

"Damn! I told you earlier!"

Chen Yingxiong held the gold medal and rolled his eyes, then quickly bounced up, as if there was a hydraulic pump on his knee. He was still mumbling in Chinese.

If you told me you were going to put it directly into my hand, why would I do such a weird move?

Chen Yingxiong miscalculated.

Platini laughed when he saw the expression on Chen Yingxiong's face. This time it was not the stiff smile he pretended to have, it was a smile from the bottom of his heart - in the duel with Chen Yingxiong, he finally Evened the game.

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It was not easy for Platini to let Chen Yingxiong suffer. This made him feel good after that. He also performed much more freely when presenting awards to the Liverpool players, with a casual and friendly smile on his face. He would also pull Gerrard to praise his performance and congratulate him on being able to win a Champions League championship at the end of his career - he had problems with Liverpool and was unhappy with Chen Yingxiong, but he still liked Gerrard.

This kind of loyal player conforms to his football ethics.

After chatting with Gerald for a while, he picked up the big ear cup placed aside and handed it to Gerald.

Gerrard did not take it immediately. He said to Platini: "I'm sorry, Mr. Platini. I want to find someone else to come and hold the cup with me..."

Platini nodded and said in a gentlemanly manner: "No problem."

So Gerrard shouted to the crowd next to him: "Hero! Hero!"

As soon as Platini heard this voice, the smile on his face froze again, but he adjusted it instantly.

Chen Yingxiong heard Gerald shouting and saw Gerald waving to him.

He ran over: "What's the matter, captain?"

"I think you and I should lift these trophies together, hero." Gerrard pointed to the trophy held by Platini in both hands.

Chen Yingxiong turned his head and looked over, and the smile on Platini's face became even stiffer.

The two of them were chatting here, and Platini was like their waiter, responsible for bringing them trophies...

Chen Yingxiong was not pretentious: "Okay!" He agreed.

Gerald hooked his hands: "Come on then!"

Platini handed the trophy over, and Gerrard stood on his right, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed the right handle of the Champions League.

Chen Yingxiong stood to the left of Platini, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the left handle of the Champions League.

"The trophy was handed over to the two captains of Liverpool!" the commentator said excitedly.

The fans in the stands let out a low buzz with swollen mouths, which continued without interruption.

Chen Yingxiong and Gerald looked at each other, then nodded.

Then, they raised their arms high at the same time!

The trophy was held high by them!

At the same time, the buzz in the stands suddenly increased.

"Hooray!! Liverpool!"

"Ula! Ula-!!"

The sound soared into the sky.

Countless red confetti fell from the sky above the Gazprom Arena.

Queen's famous song "We Are the Champions" rang out from the stadium PA.

During the singing, Gerrard and Chen Yingxiong held the trophy high, and their teammates gathered around them, crowding them in the middle. They all stretched out their hands to touch the trophy, which represents the highest honor of European football clubs!

Everyone's face was filled with excited and happy smiles.

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