The top prediction at the start, I am the third ball king

Chapter 190 Awards Ceremony!

There are some photojournalists at the end of the awards hall, and they are busy shooting.

One of the African reporters pointed to the second row and asked his European counterparts: "Who is that young man? Why are stars like Marcelo, Ramos, and Alonso surrounding him?"

The European reporter looked at him in surprise: "You don't even know him?"

The African reporter asked blankly, "Is he famous?"

The European reporter shook his head slightly: "I suspect you haven't been in this business for a long time."

The South American reporter next to them stepped in and said to the African reporter: "You asked 'Is he famous?', I told you, at this time a year ago, there must be no problem if you asked like that.

But if you ask this now, people will think you're an idiot. "

The African reporter blushed. His previous work focused on the development of domestic football. This time, his colleague who was sent to Europe asked for leave due to illness.

He was notified yesterday, and he came to Zurich this morning to report on the annual FIFA awards ceremony.

Time is too hasty, he has no time to learn more information.

He also feels that there is nothing to understand. The structure of world football has not changed, and Europe is still the center.

It is still those stars who are active in the European arena.

As for the stars who can participate in tonight's grand ceremony, who hasn't already made a name for themselves in world football.

That being the case, do I need to prepare?

But he didn't recognize the young man with an Asian face.

a year ago?

It means that this young man came out this year?
No matter how excellent it is in one year, can you participate in tonight's grand ceremony?

Oh I got it……

He thought of a possibility, this young man might be here to compete for the best goal of the year!

FIFA generally awards the best goals to some not-so-famous stars.

But what his South American counterpart said next shocked him.

"He overwhelmed Messi and Ronaldo to occupy the top scorer list in the Champions League, and ranked second in the La Liga scorer list with only two goals. He just led Malaga to defeat Real Madrid a few days ago."

what?
Is there such a person?

Messi has just broken the annual scoring record of the legendary German star Gerd Müller. It is said that this season La Liga has averaged more than one goal per game, scoring 26 goals in the seventeenth round!

That is, this guy scored 24 goals in seventeen rounds!

Such a horrible scoring rate at such a young age?
The African reporter was shocked, and then he was at a loss. Did I sleep for several years?
Why didn't I know such a character appeared in Europe?
You must get to know this young player well, otherwise there will be another joke.

……

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the award ceremony was star-studded, and the best players and coaches in the world gathered together.

08:30 The award ceremony officially began.

Gullit, one of the Dutch Three Musketeers, and Kerimer, a famous beauty host of Fox Radio, walked on the stage.

The two of them are the hosts tonight.

"A lot of big things happened in world football in 2012. Spain successfully defended the European Cup. Gerd Muller kept the annual record and was broken..."

Gullit came to the stage, and the FIFA annual awards ceremony began.

"It's started! It's started! Dad, Mom, hurry up! It's started!"

Far away in Malaga, at Li Chuanqi's house, his younger sister Li Xiaofeng sat on the sofa in the living room and clicked on the live video.

Zhang Xian came from the counter and sat next to his daughter, while Li Xianqi came downstairs with a bottle of white wine.

Zurich, award ceremony site.

The first to be awarded is the best team of the year.

Gullit invited Andriy Shevchenko, who had hung up his boots, and UEFA President Michel Platini to the stage, and they were the presenters of this award.

The pair jointly announced the winners: "Igor Casillas...

Daniel Alves...

Gerard Pique...

Sergio Ramos...

marcelo...

Javi Alonso...

Harvey...

Andres Iniesta...

Leo Messi...

Li Chuanqi...

Cristiano Ronaldo..."

The two kept chanting the name, and a photo of the owner of the name appeared on the big screen behind them.

Every name will cause applause from the scene.

The owners of these names walked onto the stage amidst applause.

All eleven players played in La Liga, with Real Madrid and Barcelona each occupying five places. Li Chuanqi became the only player not awarded by the two giants.

The atmosphere in Li Chuanqi's house was lively. Li Xianqi was holding a small wine glass, watching the TV screen, gulping down the baijiu in the glass.

Zhang Xian's eyes were moist.

Li Xiaofeng pointed at the brother on the computer screen, dancing happily: "That's my brother! That's my brother!"

She turned to her mother and said, "The clothes I chose are not bad, my brother is the most handsome among them!"

Zhang Xian looked at his handsome son on the screen and nodded happily.

At the awards ceremony, behind the hall, the African reporter silently looked at Li Chuanqi on the stage and wrote down his name.

Shevchenko and Platini presented commemorative trophies to the eleven winning players.

Li Chuanqi took the commemorative trophy from Platini and waved it happily at the camera screen a few times.

"Brother is waving to us!"

Li Xiaofeng was very excited.

The host, Gullit, seemed very curious about Li Chuanqi, and walked over with a microphone.

"Li, to be honest, a year ago today, I didn't even know there was a player like you in world football.

Can you tell me, how can I grow from a player in the lowest domestic league to enter the best team of the year and become the best player in world football in just one year? "

Li Xiaofeng screamed: "Dad, Mom, look, look, he's interviewing brother!"

Li Xianqi and Zhang Xian's eyes were moist, and their son was actually standing on the FIFA annual awards platform.

This is something they never imagined.

A year ago, Zhang Xian even made up her mind not to let her son play football.

However, after only one year, his son has achieved such a great achievement!

At the awards ceremony, Li Chuanqi took the microphone and said with a smile: "If you can lead a team from the lowest league in China and win the highest cup in China, you can be a member of this team!"

To be honest, when Li Chuanqi entered La Liga, as the number of goals steadily increased, his self-confidence also increased.

So in this case, he behaved very decently.

This sentence was immediately uploaded to the Spanish League D forum, and it exploded instantly.

"We have also cultivated the best team players in the D-League!"

"Damn, Li unexpectedly entered the best team?!"

"Who will score if he doesn't score? Who can lead the D team to the Copa del Rey? Who can beat Messi and Ronaldo to occupy the top scorer list in the Champions League?"

Santa Malaga players spoke in the forum:

"See, our name in Santa Malaga will be heard all over the world!"

"Not talking about the achievements in Malaga, only about the achievements in Santa Malaga, he will always be a member of our Santa Malaga!"

"Who else! Which D-tier team can train players to enter the FIFA Team of the Year?"

Their statement was "attacked":
"Mig, get out, you are in the third division now, don't talk in our third division!"

"Liag, you are a genius in Real Madrid's youth training camp. The people you trained have entered the best team. Why didn't you make it?"

Nima, Liag looked at the phone screen and almost threw the phone away.

It hurts so much...

(End of this chapter)