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Chapter 190 The New King Arthur
"L'Equipe": The third goal champion?

"It is no longer important whether the German team lost to England or Lin Yun. What is important is that England won the second World Cup championship in team history with an absolute disadvantage. In the competition between Lin Yun and Messi , Messi, who has won four Ballon d'Or awards, was originally far ahead, but now, Lin, who led the team to the World Cup championship, has taken a step ahead.

There is no doubt that Lin and Messi are the players with the greatest potential to become the third ball king in today's football. Judging from this World Cup, Lin is obviously more ball king than Messi.

Whether in the club or the national team, whether in the Premier League, Champions League, World Youth Championship or World Cup, Lin has played with terrifying dominance, a dominance at the level of a football king!

His growth process is extremely short. It seems that he has only gone through an almost negligible rookie period before reaching the superstar stage that countless players dream of. What is even more frightening is that he seems to be still improving..."

"Bild": The best Germany lost to the worst England.

"There is no doubt that this German team is a perfect whole. From the coach to the players, everyone is passionate and outstanding. The series of games before the final have proved this. Unfortunately, they encountered the worst situation in the history of the World Cup. One of the weirdest opponents in the finals.

No disrespect to England, but the fact is that without Lin, they might not even be able to qualify for the group stage.

Any great team is composed of ordinary individuals, but history tells us that there are always exceptions, and unfortunately, the German team encountered this accident...

"Gazzetta dello Sport": A World Cup that belongs to Lin Yun.

“If the 1986 World Cup belongs to Maradona, the 1998 World Cup belongs to Zidane, and the 2002 World Cup belongs to Ronaldo, then there is no doubt that the 2014 World Cup belongs to Lin Yun.

It only took him seven games to surpass everyone in the entire history of football, breaking almost all personal scoring records that can be broken: fastest goal record, single goal record, historical goal record...

What’s even more unbelievable is that he still has only one, and we can’t imagine what kind of horrific data he will leave us four, eight, or 12 years later...”

The Times: England’s new King Arthur!

"Pele finally made a correct prediction, England defeated Germany and won the World Cup!

He must have received some guidance from somewhere, maybe this is the telepathy between the world champions..."

As the media sang their praises, the whole country in England reveled, and the fans danced all night long.

Fireworks bloomed everywhere in London, and people celebrating victory crowded the streets. Portraits of Lin Yun could be seen fluttering in the wind on both sides of the streets.

According to rough statistics, more than 20 fans gathered in central London, waiting for Lin Yun's arrival.

Amid much anticipation, the plane carrying the England team slowly landed at the airport.

The hatch opened, and Lin Yun and Hodgson appeared in front of the public holding the trophy.

Get on the bus and go directly to the city center.

Countless fans held signs along the road to welcome their hero.

There are people all over the streets, balconies, roofs, even trees and telephone poles!

Almost everyone was holding Lin Yun's portrait, banners, and jerseys and shouting his name.

Rooney had to shout loudly in Lin Yun's ear to make him hear his voice: "Knighting! Must be knighted! Do you know? Beckham has always wanted a formal knighthood, but was rejected again this year! But you are sure OK!"

Wilshere yelled, "I think you fucking should run for king!!! I promise, the whole country will vote for you!!!"

"Whatever," Lin Yun said with little interest, "I just want to end it quickly and go home and have a good sleep."

"Go home? What home? Stay up all night tonight!"

Rooney pulled him over, took three consecutive shots with his phone, and then quickly uploaded to Twitter: "#林和Wayne, the best combination in the World Cup# scored 20 goals together!!!"

Wilshere also hurriedly came over, not forgetting to snatch the Hercules Cup from Luke Shaw's hand. He also "pop", "pop" and "pop" three times in a row, "#BestBrother, Claude" A double shot of #WorldCup champions with Wilshere!"

Lin Yungang was about to speak, but he realized that Sterling in front of him was jumping so wildly that he almost somersaulted and fell off the car. He quickly reached out and grabbed the opponent's trousers and pulled hard.

In the end, the man was rescued, but Sterling's pants were also taken off...

The audience watching the live broadcast laughed. "Hahaha, Lin saved Sterling again! I swear, if Lin hadn't saved the team, I would definitely kill them all!!"

"As expected of Sterling, you can be happy wherever you are!"

"Damn it, Lin, come and get me!"

"With this hand speed, you must be world-class as a goalkeeper, right?"

Lin Yun looked at the enthusiastic fans below.

Many of them carried tents and lined up right after the game, just to be able to roar with their idols in the front row today!

"Lin! Lin! Look here! Send a class! You are a hero! My superhero!"

"I love you, man, I love you! Here's my number, if you want! Man! I can!"

"Come to Tottenham! Lin, lead us to win a championship too!"

"Fuck! Tottenham dogs, take your dirty hands away and don't touch our Lin!!"

"Lin, come to Chelsea! Let Wenger eat shit!!"

The bus traveled across London and ended up at the new Wembley Stadium.

This is the home ground of the England team and one of the most famous stadiums in England.

The stage has been set and the players are walking out of the tunnel one after another.

The on-site DJ introduced the names of the team members one by one.

"...Welcome Wayne Rooney!"

"…The best goalkeeper in the world, Joe Hart!"

"...Forever Captain, Steve Gerrard!"

"...The biggest surprise in the World Cup finals, Luke Shaw!"

"..."

"...Finally, let's welcome the most awesome player on the planet! Tell me his name out loud!!!"

"Lin Yun!!"

"Forest!!"

"Claude!!"

"King of the ball!!"

Lin Yun slowly walked out of the passage with the Hercules Cup in hand.

His teammates did not walk onto the stage, but lined up on both sides waiting for his arrival.

He just wanted to reach out and give them a high-five, but his teammates knelt down on one knee one by one again, just like they did after the World Cup, like knights waiting for review, looking at their king feverishly.

He smiled, held the trophy high in his right hand, walked quickly between them, and jogged to the center of the stage.

Ascend to the throne as king.

　The World Cup dungeon has officially ended. I need to think carefully about how to write it next. I hope the data will not be too ugly...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)