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Chapter 936 World Cup top scorer! World Cup Golden Ball Award!

If you don’t win the final championship, you won’t be the end.

Dong Fangzhuo did not walk into the court, but just watched from a distance from the sidelines.

The failed Dutch seemed to have lost the whole world, their faces were covered with tears, and they cried into tears.

Dong Fangzhuo has seen this scene a lot, but he can't help but feel sad.

Because he had his good friend Wesley Sneider on the field.

This guy's fate has not changed...

If one day, the Chinese team can really reach the World Cup final, they will never be the second place! Dong Fangzhuo secretly swears in his heart.

Spain is too strong, and it is not surprising that the Netherlands team loses, but Robben's two single shots...

If it were me, I could enter...

At this moment, it was the Spanish celebrating on the court, and every Dutch became the background emperor.

The awards ceremony stage on site took nearly twenty minutes to complete, and then Sneider and others came on stage to win the runner-up.

As Zhu Ting said, the third place is indeed happier than the second place, because the second place is too close to the first place, but it is an insurmountable gap.

Then, Espanyol came on stage to win the championship.

Dong Fangzhuo walked to the player passage and saw Sneider coming from afar, so he stepped forward and hugged him.

"It's okay, you've done your best."

“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”

Suddenly, Sneider actually cried loudly, like an aggrieved child.

"Why didn't I ask Robben to practice single sword!!!"

"I should listen to you."

“…”

"Ahem, that guy may not work even if he practices. It depends on talent for a single sword..."

"I tell you, there is a martial arts king in our country. He practices every day, but he..."

Wu Lei has not yet made a name for himself in the Chinese Super League in 2010. Dong Fangzhuo is talking about Wu Lei in the future...

"Okay, okay, go back to the locker room and cry. How bad is it to cry here..."

The Spaniard continued to celebrate on the court for more than ten minutes before saying goodbye to the court reluctantly.

The awards are not over yet!

Many awards will be awarded next.

※※※※

"Here, come,"

"The final award is finally coming."

"The Hercules Cup does not belong to China, but the best scorer is ours, and maybe the World Cup Golden Globe Award is ours!"

After the World Cup final, Huang Jianxiang finally became completely excited with Chinese fans.

Watching the Netherlands and Spain play games is never their biggest interest, and awards are what they want to see the most.

"I think the probability of Dong Fangzhuo winning the Golden Globe Award is too high, because everyone except him is much worse. Of course, Sneider also has some hope."

"In principle, today's award presenter should be FIFA President Blatt, but he is currently under investigation and is not convenient to attend the award presentation. It can only be handled by the FIFA Secretary-General. This is a bit ironic..."

"Of course, if Blatt saw Dong Fangzhuo, he might have a heart attack. After all, Dong Fangzhuo's casual words caused such a big shock in the football world..."

"Okay, the awards will start now."

"The first thing to be awarded is the Best Newcomer Award, and Mueller has come out. Obviously, Mueller wants to win the award. If Feng Renliang has hope, Mueller will not appear here."

"Fifa Secretary-General gave the Best Newcomer Award to him. At the age of 20, the younger generation is so terrifying! Feng Renliang is still half a year older, so he really needs to be famous as soon as possible!"

"The next one is the Golden Gloves player. There is no suspense about this. Casillas stood here again and won the Best Goalkeeper Award."

"But both awards are meaningless... they are all useless."

"There is a team award next, and that is the fair competition award."

"Half the fair competition is to give the team with the least red and yellow cards and the least fouls to win the prize, Spain should be."

“Huh,”

"Why did Zhu Heyuan come out? Could it be that the Chinese team won the award?"

"Well, it's possible, it should be! The Chinese team is not the team with the least red and yellow cards, but the team with the most misjudgments. This is a consolation prize..."

"Oh, it's okay if I don't give it to you. Once I give it to you, I feel a little inexplicable pain."

Sure enough, Zhu Heyuan received the Fair Competition Award from the Secretary-General.

"We don't know whether others are fair, but the Chinese team plays football absolutely fair. We are worthy of the third place!"

"Although the regret is very great, we should give applause to the Chinese team and Zhu Heyuan at this moment!"

Papa, he took the lead in applauding, and the Chinese fans in front of the TV were also applauding.

"Okay, now Dong Fangzhuo has come out."

The stands immediately received warm applause. No matter which country you are a fan, you cannot ignore the World Cup top scorer and the best scorer in history!

After receiving the Best Scorer Award, Dong Fangzhuo also had an extra microphone in his hand.

Yes, he still has to accept an interview and say a few more words.

"Dong, do you know what you think of this achievement?"

The Secretary-General asked him personally.

Dong Fangzhuo smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and then said calmly: "I know."

After a pause, he continued to speak.

"But I think it's just the beginning, not the end, so let's calm down and see what will happen in the next World Cup?"

"Having 23 goals already."

"Will the next World Cup break the record of 30 goals? Haha."

The Secretary-General made a joke.

"This is a bit early. Maybe we should look at it in 2018 before we look at it?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There was laughter in the audience, and then some fans expressed surprise.

"If this guy continues to perform like this, what kind of horrifying record will he create?"

"have no idea……"

Afterwards, Dong Fangzhuo was about to step towards the stadium.

Switch the camera to the player channel...

"It seems that the Golden Globe Award is not Dong Fangzhuo, alas..."

"Who could it be? I didn't see anyone coming out. Did Sneider faint in the toilet crying? If it weren't for Dong Fangzhuo, it must be Sneider. Could it be Iniesta or Xavi? It's impossible..."

Huang Jianxiang said while Dong Fangzhuo had already walked to the player channel.

"Hey, Dong! Wait!"

"Please stay."

The loud microphone sounded, and Dong Fangzhuo stopped.

"Hey, you're too careless,"

Dong Fangzhuo turned around and looked back at the podium.

"I?"

I didn't understand what it means.

The Secretary-General smiled, "Did you forget to take your Golden Globe?"

"ha?"

"ha?"

"ha?"

The whole audience was stunned,

There was a shock in front of the TV.

The whole world was shocked!

"You are paralyzed, and there is such a way to present awards?"

"Sir Secretary-General, you are so funny!"

"Have Dong Fangzhuo won the Best Scorer and the World Cup Golden Globe Award?"

Dong Fangzhuo smiled indifferently and slowly walked towards the awards stage again.

All right,
Chapter completed!
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