What is a destructive midfielder?

The street lights are red.

The ground lights on the edge of the red carpet are white.

The entrance of the Eiffel Tower was decorated as a Avenue of Stars.

Fans held up posters of the stars they supported across the cordon.

The media reporters set up their cameras, stamped their feet from time to time, rubbed their hands to keep warm, and looked at the end of the street.

The Barcelona executives gathered at the edge of the red carpet were almost ignored.

In such occasions, the executives of four clubs in Europe love to bring their families to join in the fun, no matter that the organizers have only reserved a few admissions.

Barcelona's main XI-Bartomeu raised his glasses and waved to the fans from time to time.

A group of Barcelona executives stood with him at the door for 53 minutes

And the relatives and families of the executives, a total of 70 or 80 people.

It's like this every year.

Eastern fans jokingly call it: "A group of people coming to grab the spotlight."

As time goes by, it's getting colder and colder.

Soon, the second club also brought their families to "grab the spotlight".

The media and fans sneered.

Don't block us from watching the stars walk the red carpet.

Two or three hundred people?

The security guards looked disgusted.

Only forty or so "theater-style" seats were reserved for the main venue of the 2017 awards ceremony.

Suddenly.

Several business cars came rushing in.

The red carpet was immediately filled with cheers like a landslide and tsunami.

"Messi!!!"

"Cristiano!!!"

"Buffon!!!"

Messi and Ronaldo led the top 20 candidates for the Ballon d'Or and stepped onto the red carpet.

All in suits and leather shoes.

Messi's beard was still unshaved and he wore a gray tie.

Ronaldo had a smile on his face, a dark blue suit with a black star-patterned butterfly tie.

Buffon was the simplest, with a white shirt with two rows of buttons unbuttoned under his burgundy suit.

The stars were shining, and the superstars of the five major leagues appeared one after another.

The spotlights flashed wildly.

Fans waved posters and slogans excitedly.

The surging enthusiasm drove away the chill.

Gradually.

I always feel like something is missing?

Where is Li Kang?

Mixed interview area.

The stars slowed down, and the media reporters were like a group of pirates besieging merchant ships.

The battlefield was quickly divided.

Messi seemed to be in a good mood. When taking a photo with the hot female host, he did not look sideways, deliberately kept a distance, and awkwardly put his arms close to the outside of his thighs.

When facing the camera, he smiled shyly.

"Where is Li? I don't know."

"Occasionally there will be contact."

"Well I sent him a message before, but he ignored me."

On the other side.

Ronaldo encountered sharp questions from the media.

A reporter asked: "Messi has scored 17 goals and contributed 6 assists in the 16th round of the league, and you"

Too cunning.

Colleagues secretly applauded in their hearts and couldn't help but want to give a thumbs up.

His eyes were full of expectation, trying to catch the micro-expressions on the face of the Real Madrid superstar.

The smile on Ronaldo's face immediately faded.

"Tonight is the Ballon d'Or ceremony, you should be more concerned about other issues."

The reporters were slightly disappointed, and then asked: "Do you think you can win the Ballon d'Or tonight?"

Ronaldo was stunned for two seconds, hesitant, and stiff: "Someone played a little better than me this year, a little bit."

As soon as he finished speaking.

His face quickly regained the arrogance of "I am the first, second, and third in the world."

Clap!

Thunderous applause.

Media reporters sighed: This sentence from the mouth of the Real Madrid superstar is even more uncomfortable than killing him!

In this joyful atmosphere.

Ronaldo finally smiled with relief and shook his head.

The camera turned again.

Buffon, Morata, Kante, Hazard and others were chatting and laughing with reporters.

"We really don't know where Li is."

"He came to Paris a day earlier than us."

"The space for free creation is now open, you can make up as much as you want: for example, which girl he went on a date with!"

Everyone laughed.

The reporters obviously didn't believe Buffon's teasing.

Even the "Sun" that had been squatting day and night couldn't find out Li's relationship with a man or a woman!

Before the "Ballon d'Or" and "World Footballer of the Year" were separated, "France Football" quietly learned from FIFA's "Hollywood-style" awards ceremony.

This year.

"France Football" decided to improve the style, reduce the venue, and leave the big scene in the outdoor scene!

"CTV5, CTV5, good evening, audience friends."

"Now we are broadcasting the 2017 Ballon d'Or awards ceremony for you!"

"Tonight, the Eiffel Tower will witness the birth of the Ballon d'Or!"

The camera slowly swept across the theater-like audience seats, and there was still no sign of Li Kang.

The barrage was flying.

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[Is Li Mingdeng going to poop? ]

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[Is my wife going to give birth? 】

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[Or did he have a falling out with France Football? He refused to attend the awards ceremony! 】

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[It's possible. During the European Cup last year, Li Polun shocked France and destroyed the entire plantation with one sword. 】

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[Do you want the Ballon d'Or? Hey? Where's the Ballon d'Or? It's gone too! 】

Awards ceremony venue.

The lights suddenly dimmed.

A tall figure stepped onto the main stage.

David Ginola, with white hair.

The French football legend, whose appearance when he was young was ranked at the forefront of "Handsome Guys in Football History" by European fans.

Ginola made a brief opening statement in French.

Immediately afterwards.

Another fat figure appeared on the main stage.

Da Luo.

The scene suddenly burst into bursts of applause.

The two football legends began to chat.

Ginola asked: "Ronaldo, has Paris left you with any unforgettable memories?"

Ronaldo's smile was a little bitter: "The 1998 World Cup in France, that final."

"I've had weddings in Paris, and divorces."

"Well, the story begins with a beautiful night about me."

Jinola quickly interrupted and changed the subject: "Who do you personally think is the best of the year?"

Da Luo spread his chubby arms and said with a smile: "Do you still need me to tell you?"

The lights dim again.

The large LED screen on the side stage began to play the exciting moments of the top 20 Golden Balls.

"Tenth place"

"The third super shooter in the 21st century to score more than 55 goals in a single calendar year!"

"He is the first man to "suppress Melo in a single calendar year" since 2009!"

"Six hat-tricks in the Premier League!"

"The five major European leagues, the top scorer in 2017!"

"Kane!"

"Ninth Place"

"The annual shot conversion rate is the highest, and the average goal efficiency per game is the highest."

"A truly super all-around scoring machine!"

"Levan!"

"Sixth Place"

"The five major European leagues, the assist king in 2017!"

"The annual threat conversion rate is the highest, and the average assist efficiency per game is the highest."

"A hat-trick of four assists in the Premier League."

"Morata!"

"the fifth place"

"The midfield commander of the Galaxy Battleship and the Grid Army!"

"Master model!"

"Modric!"

The screen suddenly paused when the fourth-placed Buffon was introduced.

Immediately afterwards.

The wonderful moments of Li Kang, Messi, and Ronaldo are played alternately.

The Golden Ball winner will be born among the three.

The guests at the meeting have not yet reacted.

Suddenly there were bursts of explosions in my ears.

All of a sudden, they all turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows!

Fireworks were lit in the Champ de Mars.

Colorful lights illuminate the Eiffel Tower.

The location photographer took a helicopter and focused the camera on the top of the tower.

The audience in front of the TV vaguely saw: a figure standing in the brightest place on the top of the tower.

The camera slowly zooms in.

Back view.

It's a back view.

"2017 Golden Globe winner, Li Kang!"

Fireworks are at their peak.

Li Kang turned around with Jin Qiu and stood on the top of the tower, overlooking Europe.