Football: God-level striker, all teammates lie down

Zhao Yi stood up and grabbed his tie.

He didn't know why he grabbed it. He saw others always doing this. It must have some meaning, right?

There was intense applause at the scene.

When Infantino shouted out this name with a smile, the camera shifted to Zhao Yi, and the applause also rang for him.

The eyes of the entire opera house and the eyes of fans watching the live broadcast all looked at him.

This award, which has been established for 25 years, ushered in the first Asian player and the first Chinese player.

He broke Ronaldo's record as the youngest World Footballer of the Year.

Zhao Yi, 19 years old, was the brightest star in the entire opera house.

Messi, Ronaldo, Ronaldo, Maradona, at this moment, were all dim.

Messi looked up at Zhao Yi with a smile in his eyes.

He is at the peak of his career, and there is a high probability that he will have another three to five years of peak period.

But now, Messi feels that it may be difficult for him to win the World Footballer of the Year in his future career.

This young genius is becoming the best in the world with an unstoppable momentum.

Just as he said, European giants can only compete for the runner-up, and similarly, all players can only compete for the second place.

The players can't see any hope of catching up.

Not even a glimmer of hope!

Last season, he swept across Europe, and this season, he is still improving!

With a stronger attitude, declare war on the whole of Europe!

Ronaldo leaned back in his chair. Of course, he would not admit that Zhao Yi was stronger than him.

But he would not say in front of the media that he was the best player in the world as he did before.

Even someone like him must admit that the Golden Ball Award is really biased.

Of course he would not say it.

Perrin clapped his hands the most vigorously.

His two rows of big teeth were exposed, with pride on his face.

The strongest in the world!

I found it!

I brought him from Wolverhampton to Manchester City!

Brought him here!

Sitting next to him, Mendes was dressed in a suit and tie, clapping his hands and shaking his head with a wry smile.

He has absolute influence in Europe, and he has one of the strongest stars in the world under his command. He is best at using media resources to create traffic.

But all his channels combined, the traffic he created is not as good as this young man.

"It would be great if we could sign him..."

The Manchester City players applauded vigorously. If it weren't for the solemnity here, Kyle Walker would have shouted twice, and then stood up to perform a show.

Guardiola nodded straight, looking at the back with relief.

"That's my son, did you see it?" Song Xiaoyang had tears in her eyes, and suddenly jumped up, almost shouting her throat out.

"My son! My son!!! My son!!!" She grabbed Zhao Youzhi's shoulders and shook them hard.

Zhao Youzhi was indifferent, staring at Zhao Yi on the TV with big eyes, listening to the commentator's excited voice that was about to tremble.

He has tens of billions of assets and has made countless astonishing achievements.

But the one in front of him is the one he is most proud of in his life.

When that familiar name sounded, the fans in front of the TV in the Chinese live broadcast room were so excited that they could not control themselves.

"Zhao Qiuwang!!!"

"Awesome!!!"

"It's really him, it's him!!"

"6 up, brothers!!!"

Some people were roaring, some were clenching their fists, some were smashing the wall, some were dancing, and some were silently giggling.

Teacher Zhan Lu's emotions, which had been suppressed for a long time, burst out.

"Yes! World Footballer of the Year! It's Zhao Yi!

The youngest World Footballer of the Year!

Ronaldo once created history, a record that neither Messi nor Ronaldo has ever broken!

Zhao Yi did it! Just like the countless goal records he has broken before!

Today, he did it again!!

Manchester City, led by him, not only won seven titles, but also won all the titles with an undefeated record!

All records were trampled under his feet!

In the Champions League final, he broke Puskas's decades-long Champions League final goal record. In the Club World Cup final, he scored five goals in eight minutes, becoming the fastest player in the world to complete five goals!

His performance is indisputable!

World Footballer of the Year, well deserved!"

Zhao Yi had adjusted his emotions when he stepped onto the stage.

Excitement and nervousness had slowly faded away.

When he took the trophy, he couldn't help but get excited again.

His mind was a little blank.

He had imagined himself standing here and winning the highest honor.

I had rehearsed it countless times in my mind, but when the moment came, I couldn't help but get nervous.

Infantino took the initiative to shake hands with Zhao Yi, and Zhao Yi realized it later.

ThenThe two hugged.

Infantino was not unhappy with Zhao Yi's slow reaction.

On the contrary, he was very satisfied.

Such a genius would still be nervous about the World Footballer of the Year, which just shows the influence of the World Football Federation.

Infantino encouraged Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi's hand holding the trophy trembled twice.

He tried his best to calm himself again.

"Congratulations, congratulations!" Infantino smiled and was very kind.

"Thank you!"

Zhao Yi exhaled slightly.

He took the trophy and walked to the podium at the reminder of the host.

After he looked at it carefully for a while, the whole audience looked at him, but he didn't notice it.

The host could only whisper another reminder.

It's time to give a speech.

You can take this thing home and hug it to look at it.

Zhao Yi reacted and put the trophy away carefully.

He took out the speech he had prepared long ago.

"I'm sorry, this is the first time I've won such an important award... I'll be familiar with the process next time."

Zhao Yi's opening remarks, which were one part self-deprecation, two parts humor, and seven parts arrogance, made the audience laugh.

There was also a round of applause.

Zhao Yi also smiled and held the acceptance speech.

He took a deep breath and looked at the words on it.

Then he looked at the guests in the audience.

"Who cares about this?" Zhao Yi crumpled up the acceptance speech and put it in his trouser pocket.

At this time, the applause in the opera house was much warmer than before.

This true genius with a distinct personality and invincible in the world, spoke without a script!

It must be an unforgettable speech!

Perrin grinned and covered his head.

It's over!

"Don't worry, he is a nuclear weapon now, and everything he says is right." Mendes whispered to Perrin.

Zhao Yi cleared his throat and looked at everyone again.

The applause stopped.

Eyes focused on this young man.

Mourinho is known as a madman, but since the Ballon d'Or, Mourinho's title of madman is about to change.

"I am very happy to be able to gather here with all of you. First of all, I want to thank you for being willing to come here.

I should share this joy and excitement with everyone.

Then I should thank all the fans."

"For football, the person I should thank most is my former head coach, Gario.

It was he who brought me to the professional arena and gave me today's honor."

Gario in front of the TV burst into tears and trembled all over.

He really did it, and he really remembered everything that had happened.

"I will definitely win the Footballer of the Year, I will definitely win the Ballon d'Or, and let fans all over the world know your name." Zhao Yi said to Gario when he was in Wolves.

Gario laughed at that time and thought this kid was a talent.

Now, Zhao Yi is standing there, fulfilling his previous promise.

"What about the Ballon d'Or?" Gario trembled his lips and said to himself.

Zhao Yi continued, "Oh my god, a 19-year-old World Footballer of the Year... I have seen so many outstanding players, Messi, Ronaldo, Neymar, Hazard, Aguero, De Bruyne... They are brilliant and admirable...

People like to describe them as geniuses.

And these geniuses... they all call me a genius."