Chapter 1323 Drunk, Cry, Laugh
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San Bi Xiao Dao Li
Chapter 1323 Drunk, Cry, Laugh
"He conquered everyone with an unprecedented performance."
"He turned the Champions League scorer list into a league-style list."
"He kept setting records for European goalscorers."
"Wherever he goes, all the data related to the striker will be rewritten."
"He brought Arsenal their first ever Champions League trophy."
"He and his teammates completed the second six titles in history."
"He is Liu Feng, from China."
The best, the best, or the best, when Liu Feng lifted the Golden Globe, the screen behind him kept showing him holding the trophy.
League Golden Boots, FA Cup Golden Boots, Champions League Golden Boots, League Cup Golden Boots, Super Cup Golden Boots, Club World Cup Golden Boots, golden trophies flashed across the screen.
Then, one after another, the MVP trophies of the competitions slid across the screen.
He got everything a striker can get in one season.
It's hard to imagine that before such a season, he was just a young player who finally won a cup for his club after three years.
For many years since then, Wenger has never been more grateful to himself for deciding to make that call that day.
That phone call not only made Liu Feng, but also made himself and the Arsenal team a real world-shocking legend.
"Yeah, thank you, thank you."
Facing the prolonged applause, Liu Feng kept smiling and nodding to the audience. He didn't start to speak his acceptance speech until everyone quieted down.
"I'm really, really honored to receive this award, it's the best gift that God can give me that I can think of."
Bowing his head and kissing the Golden Globe in his hand, Liu Feng's eyes were extremely pious.
"This year, my team and I have experienced many magical things, from the league to the Champions League, we have been lucky all the way to the end."
"Here, I must first thank my teammates. Without you, I would not be standing here at this moment."
"Secondly, my coach, Mr. Wenger, thank you!"
When his eyes came to Wenger who was sitting under the stage holding the best coach trophy, Liu Feng directly bowed solemnly.
After joining Arsenal, he really felt the difference between a wealthy team and an ordinary club.
If it weren't for Wenger's unconditional trust, it would be impossible for him to sit in the main starting position directly after joining the team and never come down again.
During this time at Arsenal, his progress is obvious to all, and it is naturally inseparable from Wenger's training and reuse.
Faced with Liu Feng's bow, Wenger's eyes were also full of relief.
Since he took over Arsenal, he has trained countless proud disciples, but in the end they all chose to leave in the choice of fate.
Now, for the first time, looking at Liu Feng in front of him, he finally felt that all his efforts had been rewarded.
Even though Liu Feng has not joined his team for more than two years, in his heart, Liu Feng's position has completely surpassed that of Van Persie and Xiaofa who left him.
"Well, the situation is unbelievable."
After standing straight again, Liu Feng looked around the venue and then at the Golden Globe in his hand.
"It may be hard for you to believe that five years ago, I was just a problem player who was kicked out by my club."
The venue was quiet, and everyone was listening to Liu Feng telling his story.
In fact, with Liu Feng's birth in European football, everyone has heard some of his stories.
But this is the first time that Liu Feng said it himself on such an important stage.
"However, I am still very grateful for that experience at the beginning. He made me resolutely come to Europe."
Straightforwardly, Liu Feng began to talk about what he really wanted to say.
"Today, I stand here just to fulfill the greatest expectations of a die-hard fan I once promised."
"Dad, look, the Golden Globes!!!"
The last sentence was spoken by Liu Feng in dialect, and none of the guests at the scene understood it.
It wasn't until the translator on the sidelines translated the sentence into English that the applause really broke out.
But the Chinese fans gathered in front of the TV had already reacted when Liu Feng held up the Golden Globe in his hand with tears in his eyes.
Among countless live broadcasts, the story of Liu Feng and his father was scrolled across the screen with the shortest words.
Many fans who have long been familiar with Liu Feng's story felt Liu Feng's feelings instantly.
As a Chinese, that feeling is the most direct impact.
I don't know how many fans shed tears at this moment.
Ni Hong and Liu Feng's grandparents, who were surrounded by the TV, were also silent for a while, and then Ni Hong couldn't stop crying.
"Damn ghost, take a look at our baby, he has really grown up..."
Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, and quickly clearing up his emotions, the smile that killed countless boys and girls appeared on Liu Feng's face again.
"Thank you all."
The applause didn't stop until Liu Feng walked off the stage and hugged Yuan Xiao and sat down, and then the awards ceremony came to the second half.
Women's Ballon d'Or, UEFA's best team, and the best goal of the year were also announced subsequently.
Liu Feng then appeared several times. He, Messi and Ronaldo formed the striker of the best team of the year. His goal in the last minute of overtime in the Champions League final was selected as the best goal.
Stepping onto the stage again and again, the trophies increased one by one. On this day, Liu Feng once again gained a lot.
In distant China, when Liu Feng won the Golden Globe, the fans couldn't sit still.
In the streets and alleys, in various bars, countless fans gathered together, like the grand celebration on the day Arsenal won the Champions League.
Liu Feng's jersey, poster and Chinese national flag were constantly waved by the fans. People sang and danced to express their inner excitement.
In Zurich, the awards ceremony finally came to an end. After the host chose this year's awards ceremony to officially end, all the guests present stood up.
People kept coming to Liu Feng and Wenger to congratulate them. Even Wenger's nemesis Ferguson also came over to express his feelings to the professor arrogantly.
After handing the Golden Globe to Wu Lei for a while, the group left the venue quickly.
At this moment, it was already getting late in local time, and everyone quickly returned to their hotels.
There, Yuan Xiao had already prepared champagne and several bottles of red wine for Liu Feng. This was a private moment of celebration for the two of them.
Liu Feng finally had the moment to express his emotions without concealment.
"Cheers!!! Another drink! Another drink"
"So~, you can drink better than me..."
Liu Feng couldn't remember when he fell asleep that night, his last memory was the scene of himself lying in Yuan Xiao's arms crying and laughing.
In short, he is very happy.
Chapter 2 here!Thank you for your great support! ! !
(End of this chapter)
"He conquered everyone with an unprecedented performance."
"He turned the Champions League scorer list into a league-style list."
"He kept setting records for European goalscorers."
"Wherever he goes, all the data related to the striker will be rewritten."
"He brought Arsenal their first ever Champions League trophy."
"He and his teammates completed the second six titles in history."
"He is Liu Feng, from China."
The best, the best, or the best, when Liu Feng lifted the Golden Globe, the screen behind him kept showing him holding the trophy.
League Golden Boots, FA Cup Golden Boots, Champions League Golden Boots, League Cup Golden Boots, Super Cup Golden Boots, Club World Cup Golden Boots, golden trophies flashed across the screen.
Then, one after another, the MVP trophies of the competitions slid across the screen.
He got everything a striker can get in one season.
It's hard to imagine that before such a season, he was just a young player who finally won a cup for his club after three years.
For many years since then, Wenger has never been more grateful to himself for deciding to make that call that day.
That phone call not only made Liu Feng, but also made himself and the Arsenal team a real world-shocking legend.
"Yeah, thank you, thank you."
Facing the prolonged applause, Liu Feng kept smiling and nodding to the audience. He didn't start to speak his acceptance speech until everyone quieted down.
"I'm really, really honored to receive this award, it's the best gift that God can give me that I can think of."
Bowing his head and kissing the Golden Globe in his hand, Liu Feng's eyes were extremely pious.
"This year, my team and I have experienced many magical things, from the league to the Champions League, we have been lucky all the way to the end."
"Here, I must first thank my teammates. Without you, I would not be standing here at this moment."
"Secondly, my coach, Mr. Wenger, thank you!"
When his eyes came to Wenger who was sitting under the stage holding the best coach trophy, Liu Feng directly bowed solemnly.
After joining Arsenal, he really felt the difference between a wealthy team and an ordinary club.
If it weren't for Wenger's unconditional trust, it would be impossible for him to sit in the main starting position directly after joining the team and never come down again.
During this time at Arsenal, his progress is obvious to all, and it is naturally inseparable from Wenger's training and reuse.
Faced with Liu Feng's bow, Wenger's eyes were also full of relief.
Since he took over Arsenal, he has trained countless proud disciples, but in the end they all chose to leave in the choice of fate.
Now, for the first time, looking at Liu Feng in front of him, he finally felt that all his efforts had been rewarded.
Even though Liu Feng has not joined his team for more than two years, in his heart, Liu Feng's position has completely surpassed that of Van Persie and Xiaofa who left him.
"Well, the situation is unbelievable."
After standing straight again, Liu Feng looked around the venue and then at the Golden Globe in his hand.
"It may be hard for you to believe that five years ago, I was just a problem player who was kicked out by my club."
The venue was quiet, and everyone was listening to Liu Feng telling his story.
In fact, with Liu Feng's birth in European football, everyone has heard some of his stories.
But this is the first time that Liu Feng said it himself on such an important stage.
"However, I am still very grateful for that experience at the beginning. He made me resolutely come to Europe."
Straightforwardly, Liu Feng began to talk about what he really wanted to say.
"Today, I stand here just to fulfill the greatest expectations of a die-hard fan I once promised."
"Dad, look, the Golden Globes!!!"
The last sentence was spoken by Liu Feng in dialect, and none of the guests at the scene understood it.
It wasn't until the translator on the sidelines translated the sentence into English that the applause really broke out.
But the Chinese fans gathered in front of the TV had already reacted when Liu Feng held up the Golden Globe in his hand with tears in his eyes.
Among countless live broadcasts, the story of Liu Feng and his father was scrolled across the screen with the shortest words.
Many fans who have long been familiar with Liu Feng's story felt Liu Feng's feelings instantly.
As a Chinese, that feeling is the most direct impact.
I don't know how many fans shed tears at this moment.
Ni Hong and Liu Feng's grandparents, who were surrounded by the TV, were also silent for a while, and then Ni Hong couldn't stop crying.
"Damn ghost, take a look at our baby, he has really grown up..."
Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, and quickly clearing up his emotions, the smile that killed countless boys and girls appeared on Liu Feng's face again.
"Thank you all."
The applause didn't stop until Liu Feng walked off the stage and hugged Yuan Xiao and sat down, and then the awards ceremony came to the second half.
Women's Ballon d'Or, UEFA's best team, and the best goal of the year were also announced subsequently.
Liu Feng then appeared several times. He, Messi and Ronaldo formed the striker of the best team of the year. His goal in the last minute of overtime in the Champions League final was selected as the best goal.
Stepping onto the stage again and again, the trophies increased one by one. On this day, Liu Feng once again gained a lot.
In distant China, when Liu Feng won the Golden Globe, the fans couldn't sit still.
In the streets and alleys, in various bars, countless fans gathered together, like the grand celebration on the day Arsenal won the Champions League.
Liu Feng's jersey, poster and Chinese national flag were constantly waved by the fans. People sang and danced to express their inner excitement.
In Zurich, the awards ceremony finally came to an end. After the host chose this year's awards ceremony to officially end, all the guests present stood up.
People kept coming to Liu Feng and Wenger to congratulate them. Even Wenger's nemesis Ferguson also came over to express his feelings to the professor arrogantly.
After handing the Golden Globe to Wu Lei for a while, the group left the venue quickly.
At this moment, it was already getting late in local time, and everyone quickly returned to their hotels.
There, Yuan Xiao had already prepared champagne and several bottles of red wine for Liu Feng. This was a private moment of celebration for the two of them.
Liu Feng finally had the moment to express his emotions without concealment.
"Cheers!!! Another drink! Another drink"
"So~, you can drink better than me..."
Liu Feng couldn't remember when he fell asleep that night, his last memory was the scene of himself lying in Yuan Xiao's arms crying and laughing.
In short, he is very happy.
Chapter 2 here!Thank you for your great support! ! !
(End of this chapter)
