Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 588 The season is not over yet
"How did you sleep last night?"

"Never been better! I think this is the most comfortable and sweetest night in my life!"

"Hey, I didn't sleep well... As soon as I closed my eyes, it was the scene of us winning the championship, as well as the crazy fans, their shouts and excited faces, which made me toss and turn all night... I was too excited , no sleepiness at all..."

"I can't believe we really won the championship... I have an unreal dreamy feeling... If this is really just a wonderful dream, then I hope he never wakes up!"

"Ha, you kid...Look at the excited fans around, their cheers and applause are so real... Ha, we really became the Premier League champions!"

Tottenham's players gathered on the pitch to chat about their title, with excited looks on everyone's faces.When we talked about the excitement, the players who were so excited that they couldn't help themselves went to the fence beside the court and dangled around, which caused a burst of screams and cheers from the fans on the scene-they still had championship medals hanging around their necks, although they were "West" "Baby goods", but the golden light shining on the faces of the fans can still make them climax...

"Okay, gentlemen, now, we should set off, they are still waiting for us..."

At this time, the assistant coach came over with a radiant face, with a bright smile on his face, pointed to the convertible parked outside, and then pouted angrily at the crowd waiting outside.

Everyone knew they had to go out and celebrate with fans all over town.The players nodded with a smile, and walked into the convertible with their heads held high.In the process of boarding the car, because there are too many fans gathered around the stadium, the Tottenham players will inevitably be "attacked" by crazy fans. They stretched out their hands, screamed at these players, and then tore them. The clothes made these players into a mess...

"The fans are so enthusiastic..."

After getting into the car, the Tottenham players leaned on their seats and touched their sweaty foreheads with lingering fear.

But they quickly pointed to their companions and laughed. Everyone's hair was messed up like a bird's nest, and some people were dressed in rags. Even the head coach Redknapp was in a mess. It was full of stains, and even one of the sleeves was missing, obviously torn off by excited fans...

At this moment, the city of London has been packed with local and out-of-town Tottenham fans. Wherever the convertible car goes, there will be bursts of fanatical screams and thunderous applause. Countless flowers and gifts are thrown by the fans. It was sent to the car, and soon, the whole convertible car turned into a float full of fragrance before completing a circle around the city.

The convertible car moved slowly in the city of London, and behind the car was a white wave of fans. They followed the car and moved forward step by step, shouting the names of the players on the car while holding the ball in their hands. Still vibrating the celebratory slogans they brought.

After a lap around the city, the convertible carrying the Tottenham Hotspur players came to London's Guildhall Square.London is an international metropolis with a population of more than 750 million, so the City Hall Square in this city is also extremely grand and spacious.Boris Johnson, the mayor of London, is a staunch Tottenham loyalist. He firmly supports Tottenham's celebrations and allowed Tottenham to celebrate here after winning the championship.

Therefore, when the convertible car arrived, the square was already crowded with Tottenham fans wearing white jerseys. The white crowd following the convertible and the crowd on the square merged together, and the momentum became even bigger. a white world.

The Tottenham players poked their heads out of the convertibles, and the crowded City Hall Square became even crazier and more noisy. Countless fans held up the team flags and emblems, or held up high beer glasses, and they were in the square again. Sing and dance.

When Tottenham players climbed onto the balcony of the city hall and held up the imitation championship trophy, the square in front of the city hall completely turned into a sea of ​​joy, and the shouts of "Champions! We are the champions" wafted continuously over the entire city.

The celebration with the fans lasted until more than nine o'clock in the evening. Originally, according to Tottenham's plan, it would take three days and three nights to celebrate after winning the league championship. Not only did they succeed in the league, but they also have the opportunity to go further in domestic and foreign cup competitions. Considering that the team will play the first round of the UEFA Champions League semi-final with AC Milan ten days later, the club has no choice. Do not shorten the celebration to one day.

However, Daniel Levy, chairman of Tottenham Club, said that if the team wins the FA Cup or the Champions Cup again, the club will definitely hold another celebration, which will be a real celebration feast.

When the roar of the fans still lingered over the city for a long time and refused to disperse, the Tottenham Hotspur players did not go home individually, but sat collectively at the banquet table in the city hall.After discussions with the club's chairman, Daniel Levy, and Mayor Johnson, they decided to hold a celebration banquet for the team in the city hall.In addition, at the banquet, Daniel Levy will also fulfill his pre-season bonus promise on the spot - if the team wins the league championship, they will get a bonus of 600 million euros.Even if the money is divided equally among all the players of the first team, after deducting the tax rate, everyone can get 30 euros.

This is not a small sum.All the players here are professional players. To put it bluntly, they are young. Most of the players have no other survival skills. They were sent to football schools for training since they were young. The things they are exposed to are not only football, but also football. If you leave football, I believe many People don't know how to continue their lives... Therefore, the motivation for them to work hard on the court, apart from the highest honor, is naturally money and status.They have to make enough money so that they can have a good life after retiring and not fall down...

30 euros is already the annual salary of most players for half a year, which is enough to make them excited.While whispering to each other, the players secretly looked in the direction of Daniel Levy. Of course, they were not looking at the chairman whose face was more wrinkled because of the smile, but... the one beside him Black leather case.

Everyone knows that what is inside is the "gift" they have returned from sweat and hard work this season.

"Congratulations, brave boys! You have fulfilled the club's dream for nearly half a century, and we have become the champions of the British top league!"

Before the banquet started, Daniel Levy stood on the podium and said excitedly to the players in the audience.Immediately, he stretched out his hand holding the wine glass towards the void, and made a toast to the players—"Thank you, for allowing Tottenham fans all over the world to get what they wanted, and let us experience unprecedented joy!"

"That's what we've been after, sir."

All the players stood up and raised their arms, and together with the chairman, they drank the liquid in the wine glass with their heads up.

The climax of the banquet came after Daniel Levi finished his toast with a red face. He opened the black leather box next to him, revealing colorful papers inside—obviously, he wanted to fulfill his promise of bonuses to the team up.

"Boys, this is the reward you deserve. You have brought honor to the club and joy to the fans. This is the best reward you have worked hard for! Come on, gentlemen—"

Cheers from the players and coaches resounded throughout the audience, and everyone was very happy to have such a generous chairman.

The bonuses were quickly handed out to the players and coaches one by one by the staff. Everyone was holding a pile of euro banknotes filled with the unique scent of oiled paper in front of them, laughing happily, and countless little stars appeared in their glasses. ——Anyone who sees such a large pile of cash and banknotes will be shocked and confused. Cash is much more shocking than the numbers on the check...

When everyone's crazy emotions gradually stabilized, the team's head coach Redknapp stepped onto the stage. He took the microphone and said to everyone: "Seeing such a large bonus, to be honest, My heart is beating faster and faster, this is really a shocking scene..."

There were bursts of laughter from the players in the audience.

Redknapp waved his hand, his face gradually became solemn, and he continued: "Okay, gentlemen, have a good crazy night today, when you wake up from your sleep tomorrow, please Forget today's honor, we have to start from scratch, we have to continue to work hard, you know, the season is not over yet, there are still two arenas waiting for us to conquer..."

"Mr. Harry, don't say such things at this time! Let's talk about it tonight when we are happy!" Some players booed with laughter.

Usually, he would not dare to say such words in public, but after he said that today, many people echoed loudly. They clamored and raised their wine glasses while stroking the... banknotes on the table.

It seems that they have completely fallen into the eyes of money, unable to extricate themselves...

"That's right! That's right! Now is the time for celebration, as long as there is wine! Harry, now is not the time to talk about this!" Coach Kevin also yelled along with the players.

"Let's save the work plan for later!" Daniel Levy also helped everyone, "I believe that our boys are more focused and professional than anyone else when they are working, but now... It's our moment of joy!"

Redknapp smiled helplessly: "Okay, I only have one last sentence - let's drink and have fun!"

"Oh oh oh!"

"This sentence is extremely correct! Haha!"

"Cheers, boss!"

"Cheers! Guys!"

The golden beer was rippling briskly in the transparent glass. Everyone raised their glasses and collided, and then drank with their heads raised.

This is the wine of victory. No matter how much you drink, no one will bring out the dogma that "professional players should not drink alcohol" to spoil the fun at this time.

Looking at his teammates who were already drunk, Mo Fei helplessly shook his head and smiled.He pushed away Gareth Bell, who was already delirious from drinking, and collapsed beside him, then filled his empty wine glass with beer, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Mo, you don't look drunk yet?"

Redknapp suddenly leaned his head over.He looked confused, and his posture was staggered when he walked.But from his radiant eyes, it can be seen that this old boy is definitely pretending to be drunk.In order to avoid drinking from players and colleagues, he really took great pains...

"Aren't you the same? Boss?" Mo Fei smiled meaningfully at the head coach.

"Haha, you kid..." Redknapp put his arms around Mo Fei's shoulders. Seeing the intimacy, others would never think that these two are the subordinate relationship between the coach and the players. They are a pair of close friends...

"Why, you don't seem very happy?" Redknapp continued.

"No, boss, I'm very happy. I won the league championship, received the highest honor, and such a large bonus. Is there anything I'm not satisfied with..." Mo Fei laughed loudly, and drank the beer in his hand again , "However... I thought of what you said just now, 'The season is not over yet!'--You are right, the season is not over, we still have a bigger mountain of glory to climb, this season, we have to Keep winning the championship!"

"I knew you kid would never be satisfied with glory, Mo, you have a strong champion heart, haha, I admire you! Come on, let's do a good job!"

Redknapp raised his glass high and bumped into the glass in Mo Fei's hand.

But what made him dumbfounded was that Mo Fei's face was still laughing, but his glasses had been closed long ago, the wine glass slipped from his hand, and then he fell down on the table all at once—this kid, Finally got drunk...

Redknapp withdrew his surprised gaze, smiled helplessly, and looked at the players and colleagues around him who were still looking for someone to compete for drinks. drink up.

And before he drank on his own and finally passed out, the last memory was still on Mo Fei, this Chinese boy kept yelling intermittently in his ear——

"Ah...champions! We... still want to win championships! One...two...no, three! We want to be triple crowns! We can't run away with one championship! Haha!"

Redknapp finally passed out like everyone else, drowsy and drunk, but there was always a satisfied smile on his face...

(End of this chapter)