Chapter 925 Golden Globe Award (1)
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Lao Zuo
With flashing lights, Lindy walked through the aisle packed with reporters, smiling and waving to everyone.
Today, he is wearing a dress custom-made for him by Irene himself, with his hair combed back.
He is like a clothes hanger, and his tall and straight figure makes Lindy look like a soldier.
To be precise, in the eyes of these Western media, there is already a faint feeling of "Dawn of the Empire".
Many media even showed the angle of squatting down to shoot.
Perhaps, this is the correctness of the so-called Western media?
At the awards ceremony, Lindy met Lao Ma, Pele and Ronaldo.
Of course, there is big brother Zanetti.
Entering the infield, Lindy's seat is arranged on the left side of Messi and Ronaldo, which is obviously in accordance with the order of Lin Meiro's seat.
This made him a little puzzled. Could it be that the Football Federation also understands Chinese?
The three of them didn't have too many pleasantries. Messi kept smiling, but he still didn't like to talk.
Ronaldo looked at Lindy with a strong competitive intention, and seemed to be looking forward to the next Champions League match.
Both teams are in the semi-finals of the Champions League and there always seems to be a fight.
Dimly, Lindy felt that there were crowds of people behind him, and acquaintances such as Mourinho, Hodgson, Simeone also came to the scene.
After a series of promotional videos and hosting, many awards have been awarded one after another.
Soon, Cannavaro slowly appeared on stage with the beautiful host Murray.
After the 2012 Women's Ballon d'Or was awarded, the short video of the top three winners of the 2012 Ballon d'Or began to play.
Lindy, Messi and Ronaldo were the three candidates after the vote. Lindy was the first to appear in the video, Ronaldo was the second, and Messi, who won the Golden Globe Award for three consecutive years, appeared last.
Lindy began to get more and more excited in his heart, after all, his name was put at the top.
But many eyes around looked at Messi, with a gratified smile on his face, as if he was looking at his own junior.
Lindy didn't notice it at all, and a confident smile appeared on his face.
But soon, Lindy loses patience, because after the trio's video, an inexplicable woman comes up with a guitar and sings a pop song.
It was supposed to be a beautiful performance, but Lindy felt that it was a waste of time, and it was better to present the award directly.
He frowned and listened impatiently.
Blatter finally appeared from behind the scenes with the golden trophy. Lindy noticed that his eyes swept over the three of them. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Blatter seemed to stay on him for a moment intentionally or unintentionally.
Lindy became tense in an instant, his heart began beating violently "plop, plop", all the noise in his ears disappeared without a trace, and even Melo disappeared from his world.
At this moment, Lindy only has the trophy that symbolizes the best player of the year in world football in his eyes.
He saw that Cannavaro took the golden envelope with the final winner's name on it from Blatter, and Lindy's hands tightly grasped the armrest of the seat, making a "creak, creak" sound .
Cannavaro slowly opened the golden envelope, and the expressions of the three were reflected on the screen at the same time.
Messi's indifference, Ronaldo's nervous smile and Lindy's frowning expression looking forward.
The black card was finally taken out, Lindy's heart stopped beating at that moment, even his breathing stopped at that moment.
Subsequently, Cannavaro smiled and read the name of the final winner: "Lionel Messi!"
In an instant, there was applause, and people sent sincere congratulations to Messi.
Lindy froze there, as if struck by lightning!
A surge of anger welled up in Lindy's heart. That smiling bald bastard on the stage was him, it must be him, the embezzler!
He was the one who stole the Golden Globe Award that belonged to him, and even faked the car rollover incident!
"how is this possible?"
"I just eliminated him, and successfully defended the Premier League title. I am also the assist leader in the Premier League, and even currently the number one in assists in the Champions League!"
"It's not fair, there is a shady scene, Blatter, you bastard, you will go to jail sooner or later."
Before Lindy could utter his angry voice, he seemed to hear bursts of ridicule.
"Jumping beam clown, what are you?"
"Huaxia people, this is the heyday of world football, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, do you really take yourself seriously? Do you think we will vote for you?"
"Ahahahaha, he actually fantasizes that he can win the Golden Globe, it's ridiculous."
"You still want to grab the Ballon d'Or with Messi, who do you think you are? Just a defender!"
"Ha ha ha ha...."
The laughter around was getting louder and louder, and all kinds of ironic words kept ringing out.
Even Messi, who was holding the Golden Globe trophy on the stage, showed a weird smile, which made Lindy's veins bulge.
Ronaldo next to him also had a weird expression, as if he wanted to laugh but couldn't hold back.
Lindy's chest kept rising and falling, and three completely different emotions of anger, fear, and confusion filled his mind.
"How could this be?"
"What exactly happened here?"
The voice behind him became louder and closer, as if it had come behind him.
Lindy got up slowly, moved his Adam's apple, and turned around slowly.
The ferocious faces of the men and women behind him were full of sarcasm, and they gradually gathered towards him, as if they were going to eat him in the next moment.
"Hu~hu~hu!"
Lindy sat up suddenly, and he woke up instantly. The sweat on his forehead had slowly rolled down the bridge of his nose, and his entire back was soaked.
Those hideous faces that were about to eat him raw had disappeared, and on the opposite wall hung a photo of him proposing marriage at the stadium.
Lindy looked at Irene who was still sleeping soundly, and then turned to look at Xiaodi, who was only 5 months old.
At this moment, the chubby little Xiaodi slightly turned his body sideways, and the moonlight shone on his pink face, just in time to see him poking his mouth.
Lindy knew that this was a sign that the child was hungry.
He got out of bed softly, and found a towel in the bathroom to wipe off his sweat.
Under the dim light, Lindy couldn't see himself clearly in the mirror.
I tiptoed to the custom-made refrigerator on the second floor and took out the frozen milk, which Irene squeezed and put there every day.
Lindy poured some hot water and put the bottle in it to warm up.
After doing this, he went back and quietly picked up Xiaodi and brought him to the living room, otherwise the little guy would wake up his wife soon.
Touching his son's jet-black hair and straight nose, Lin Di smiled gratifiedly: "As expected of me, you are probably as handsome as your father."
Everything in the dream was thrown to the back of his mind the moment he picked up his son.
After about ten minutes, the little guy just showed signs of struggling, and Lindy stuffed the pacifier into his mouth with quick eyesight and quick hands.
Little Di, who still had her eyes closed, stretched out her hands to hug the bottle unconsciously, and started sucking hard with her little mouth.
Lindy's arms trembled slightly, looking at the bright moon outside the window, he sighed softly:
"Cultivate one's self, regulate one's family, rule the country and the world. I have already achieved the first two items. Is winning the Premier League title counted as running the country?"
Thinking of this, the son in his arms opened his eyes, and while drinking milk, he scratched and scratched with both hands, as if seeing Lindy made him very excited.
Lin Di slowly picked up the bottle, only to hear Xiao Xiaodi babbling, as if agreeing with his father's words.
At this moment, a kind of unprecedented courage envelops Lindy, and all the shackles of fate, race, family status, qualifications and connections must be sidelined.
This kind of courage gradually turned into pride, and Xiao Xiaodi gave him great strength.
Looking at the son in his arms, Lindy's eyes gradually became firm:
"Then, next, let's see if there is a chance to level the world."
......
Today, he is wearing a dress custom-made for him by Irene himself, with his hair combed back.
He is like a clothes hanger, and his tall and straight figure makes Lindy look like a soldier.
To be precise, in the eyes of these Western media, there is already a faint feeling of "Dawn of the Empire".
Many media even showed the angle of squatting down to shoot.
Perhaps, this is the correctness of the so-called Western media?
At the awards ceremony, Lindy met Lao Ma, Pele and Ronaldo.
Of course, there is big brother Zanetti.
Entering the infield, Lindy's seat is arranged on the left side of Messi and Ronaldo, which is obviously in accordance with the order of Lin Meiro's seat.
This made him a little puzzled. Could it be that the Football Federation also understands Chinese?
The three of them didn't have too many pleasantries. Messi kept smiling, but he still didn't like to talk.
Ronaldo looked at Lindy with a strong competitive intention, and seemed to be looking forward to the next Champions League match.
Both teams are in the semi-finals of the Champions League and there always seems to be a fight.
Dimly, Lindy felt that there were crowds of people behind him, and acquaintances such as Mourinho, Hodgson, Simeone also came to the scene.
After a series of promotional videos and hosting, many awards have been awarded one after another.
Soon, Cannavaro slowly appeared on stage with the beautiful host Murray.
After the 2012 Women's Ballon d'Or was awarded, the short video of the top three winners of the 2012 Ballon d'Or began to play.
Lindy, Messi and Ronaldo were the three candidates after the vote. Lindy was the first to appear in the video, Ronaldo was the second, and Messi, who won the Golden Globe Award for three consecutive years, appeared last.
Lindy began to get more and more excited in his heart, after all, his name was put at the top.
But many eyes around looked at Messi, with a gratified smile on his face, as if he was looking at his own junior.
Lindy didn't notice it at all, and a confident smile appeared on his face.
But soon, Lindy loses patience, because after the trio's video, an inexplicable woman comes up with a guitar and sings a pop song.
It was supposed to be a beautiful performance, but Lindy felt that it was a waste of time, and it was better to present the award directly.
He frowned and listened impatiently.
Blatter finally appeared from behind the scenes with the golden trophy. Lindy noticed that his eyes swept over the three of them. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Blatter seemed to stay on him for a moment intentionally or unintentionally.
Lindy became tense in an instant, his heart began beating violently "plop, plop", all the noise in his ears disappeared without a trace, and even Melo disappeared from his world.
At this moment, Lindy only has the trophy that symbolizes the best player of the year in world football in his eyes.
He saw that Cannavaro took the golden envelope with the final winner's name on it from Blatter, and Lindy's hands tightly grasped the armrest of the seat, making a "creak, creak" sound .
Cannavaro slowly opened the golden envelope, and the expressions of the three were reflected on the screen at the same time.
Messi's indifference, Ronaldo's nervous smile and Lindy's frowning expression looking forward.
The black card was finally taken out, Lindy's heart stopped beating at that moment, even his breathing stopped at that moment.
Subsequently, Cannavaro smiled and read the name of the final winner: "Lionel Messi!"
In an instant, there was applause, and people sent sincere congratulations to Messi.
Lindy froze there, as if struck by lightning!
A surge of anger welled up in Lindy's heart. That smiling bald bastard on the stage was him, it must be him, the embezzler!
He was the one who stole the Golden Globe Award that belonged to him, and even faked the car rollover incident!
"how is this possible?"
"I just eliminated him, and successfully defended the Premier League title. I am also the assist leader in the Premier League, and even currently the number one in assists in the Champions League!"
"It's not fair, there is a shady scene, Blatter, you bastard, you will go to jail sooner or later."
Before Lindy could utter his angry voice, he seemed to hear bursts of ridicule.
"Jumping beam clown, what are you?"
"Huaxia people, this is the heyday of world football, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, do you really take yourself seriously? Do you think we will vote for you?"
"Ahahahaha, he actually fantasizes that he can win the Golden Globe, it's ridiculous."
"You still want to grab the Ballon d'Or with Messi, who do you think you are? Just a defender!"
"Ha ha ha ha...."
The laughter around was getting louder and louder, and all kinds of ironic words kept ringing out.
Even Messi, who was holding the Golden Globe trophy on the stage, showed a weird smile, which made Lindy's veins bulge.
Ronaldo next to him also had a weird expression, as if he wanted to laugh but couldn't hold back.
Lindy's chest kept rising and falling, and three completely different emotions of anger, fear, and confusion filled his mind.
"How could this be?"
"What exactly happened here?"
The voice behind him became louder and closer, as if it had come behind him.
Lindy got up slowly, moved his Adam's apple, and turned around slowly.
The ferocious faces of the men and women behind him were full of sarcasm, and they gradually gathered towards him, as if they were going to eat him in the next moment.
"Hu~hu~hu!"
Lindy sat up suddenly, and he woke up instantly. The sweat on his forehead had slowly rolled down the bridge of his nose, and his entire back was soaked.
Those hideous faces that were about to eat him raw had disappeared, and on the opposite wall hung a photo of him proposing marriage at the stadium.
Lindy looked at Irene who was still sleeping soundly, and then turned to look at Xiaodi, who was only 5 months old.
At this moment, the chubby little Xiaodi slightly turned his body sideways, and the moonlight shone on his pink face, just in time to see him poking his mouth.
Lindy knew that this was a sign that the child was hungry.
He got out of bed softly, and found a towel in the bathroom to wipe off his sweat.
Under the dim light, Lindy couldn't see himself clearly in the mirror.
I tiptoed to the custom-made refrigerator on the second floor and took out the frozen milk, which Irene squeezed and put there every day.
Lindy poured some hot water and put the bottle in it to warm up.
After doing this, he went back and quietly picked up Xiaodi and brought him to the living room, otherwise the little guy would wake up his wife soon.
Touching his son's jet-black hair and straight nose, Lin Di smiled gratifiedly: "As expected of me, you are probably as handsome as your father."
Everything in the dream was thrown to the back of his mind the moment he picked up his son.
After about ten minutes, the little guy just showed signs of struggling, and Lindy stuffed the pacifier into his mouth with quick eyesight and quick hands.
Little Di, who still had her eyes closed, stretched out her hands to hug the bottle unconsciously, and started sucking hard with her little mouth.
Lindy's arms trembled slightly, looking at the bright moon outside the window, he sighed softly:
"Cultivate one's self, regulate one's family, rule the country and the world. I have already achieved the first two items. Is winning the Premier League title counted as running the country?"
Thinking of this, the son in his arms opened his eyes, and while drinking milk, he scratched and scratched with both hands, as if seeing Lindy made him very excited.
Lin Di slowly picked up the bottle, only to hear Xiao Xiaodi babbling, as if agreeing with his father's words.
At this moment, a kind of unprecedented courage envelops Lindy, and all the shackles of fate, race, family status, qualifications and connections must be sidelined.
This kind of courage gradually turned into pride, and Xiao Xiaodi gave him great strength.
Looking at the son in his arms, Lindy's eyes gradually became firm:
"Then, next, let's see if there is a chance to level the world."
......
