Kabangka looked at the trophy in front of him, with two Hercules holding an earth back to back. Such a shape that seemed to have nothing to do with football has become the highest honor that countless players dream of pursuing.
In a sense, it has even become a symbol of "football championship".
He could still remember the joy he felt when he picked it up with his own hands four years ago, and the heavy feel impressed him deeply.
He originally thought he could lift it with his own hands again.
He can indeed lift it now, but not in celebration.
And just for show.
"Is that okay, Mr. Kabangka?"
Staff members wearing FIFA uniforms called Kabangka out of his daze.
He nodded: "Okay."
The staff put the trophy into the suitcase that had been prepared without saying a word.
This suitcase matches the size of the trophy and fits it perfectly.
After installing the lock, the staff checked again and gestured to Kabangka: "Everything is ready, sir."
Kabangka nodded to him and stepped forward to lift the small suitcase.
He once again felt the heavy weight of the trophy.
He even felt heavier than four years ago.
It's normal to think about it, after all, it's four more years of accumulation...
"Let's go." After lifting the box, Kabangka said to the staff around him.
The staff trotted to the door and opened it for him.
Then they walked out of the lounge and walked towards the passageway.
As they got closer and closer to the entrance, the cheers from the stadium stands became louder and louder.
After turning a corner, what caught his eye were the back figures of players from the Chinese and Argentine teams waiting to play.
This made his steps slow down a little.
Four years ago, he was also one of the people standing at the front.
Nowadays, he has become a "tool man". As the champion representative of the last World Cup, he is responsible for bringing the things in his hands to the scene for display.
The emotions of loss and frustration did not stay in the Brazilian's mind for too long. From the moment he lost the semi-final, he already knew his role and had enough time to mentally build up.
After regaining his composure, he crossed between the two teams with steady steps.
He first passed Hu Lai, who was at the end of the queue.
Then he noticed Hu Lai looking at him.
He also looked at Hu Lai, forcing a smile out of his serious expression to maintain his demeanor.
However, Hu Lai's eyes were not actually on Kabangka's face, but on the box he was carrying.
Even though it was his first World Cup final, Hu Lai knew what was in that box.
His eyes were like X-rays with see-through capabilities, staring intently at the box, trying to see through what was inside.
In fact, he knew what the contents of the box looked like.
At first, after he traveled here, he searched for the World Cup online and saw the appearance of the trophy. He was so shocked that he almost suspected that he had not traveled through time.
It has to be said that even the appearance of the World Cup is the same, perhaps it is fate guiding him.
Let him turn his delusions in that world into reality in this world.
He traveled to this world for fifteen years, and most of the time he had forgotten that he actually came from another world, and that he was the "indigenous" of this world.
But whenever he sees the same golden cup of Hercules, he will remember where he comes from.
This thing is not only his highest pursuit as a professional player, but also the hub connecting the two worlds.
Kabangka carried the box and continued forward.
Not only Hu Lai, but all the players from both sides he passed were paying attention to the box in his hand.
Everyone knows what's in there.
Kabangka kept walking and walked to the front of the team.
Merry, who was staring ahead motionlessly, also cast his gaze over.
Kabangka knew this time that Merry was definitely not looking at him, so he walked out of the passage without looking away under Merry's gaze.
Then he stood at the exit, waiting.
Melly's eyes were still unabashedly fixed on the box in his hand.
With the help of FIFA staff around him, Kabangka opened the box and took out the gold cup inside.
At the same time, the live broadcast introduced to the audience in Mandarin, English and Spanish:
"We invite the defending champion Brazilian national team captain Kendall Kabangca to bring...the championship trophy to the final!"
Amidst the sound of the broadcast, Kabangka picked up the heavy gold cup, walked into the stadium from the entrance, and raised the Hercules Gold Cup next to the trophy stand.
With a smile, show this trophy to all the fans and the global audience.
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Xie Lan saw the Hercules Golden Cup in a close-up through the big screen at the scene and murmured: "It's so beautiful... It's so beautiful!"
Next to her, Hu Lixin and Li Ziqiang also stared intently.
Not only them, but all the fans in the audience were paying attention to the gold cup.
He Feng said with emotion: "This is the highest honor in world football! It is countless professional players... no, not just professional players, it is the dream goal of countless teenagers who like football! Now, we also have the opportunity to appreciate it up close.
.It is no longer displayed in a glass display cabinet like before, but you actually have the opportunity to touch it and hold it with your hands!"
At this time, He Feng didn't care about saving his character.
We have all reached the finals, and if we still dare not mention the championship, we would be too cowardly.
If you think that by not mentioning the championship, you can build up the character of the Chinese team and let the Chinese team win the championship, that would be too cumbersome.
Then he turned and smiled and asked Li Qingqing, the guest commentator of the game: "The trophies of the Men's and Women's World Cups are both made of pure gold. Qingqing, as someone who has personally won the Women's World Cup, I want to ask you a question.
:Isn’t the trophy heavy?”
Li Qingqing said: "It is indeed very heavy. It feels heavier than its appearance. It is the World Cup after all, and the weight is certainly extraordinary."
He Feng continued: "Yes! There is more than just the weight of the trophy itself!"
In front of the huge projection screen, listening to He Feng's words, Yan Yan, who was sitting on the chair in the back row, couldn't help but murmured: "I really want to lift it with my own hands..."
Chu Yifan next to him joked: "Oh, you still want to lift the World Cup. You really want to eat swan meat!"
Yan Yan smiled and said: "Don't say that, Captain Chu. Now all Chinese fans may have turned into that toad who wants to eat swan meat. Before that, we were not even as good as this toad."
After hearing the first half of Yan Yan's sentence, Chu Yifan wanted to deny Sanlian, but after hearing the second half of Yan Yan's sentence, he used silence to admit that Yan Yan was right.
All the things we are experiencing today, we couldn’t even think about in the past!
"World Cup! World Cup! It's the World Cup!!"
There were cheers at the scene. Chu Yifan followed the sound and saw the children rushing to dance in front of the projection screen.
They may not be able to understand the specific weight of this golden cup, but today's scene will definitely remain in the memory of these children for a long time.
Chu Yifan remembered why he really loved football when he was a child and wanted to play football for the rest of his life.
It was also because I watched the 2010 World Cup and saw Spanish players lifting the Hercules Gold Cup high.
The seed of football was completely buried in the heart of the boy who was only nine years old at the time.
Now there are countless seeds that have been buried in the soil of this country.
Maybe in five, six, seven or eight years, it will break out of the ground.
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After the World Cup presentation, Kabangka placed the gold cup on the stand and left.
He must give up this stage, because the protagonists will appear next.
After Kabangka left, the lights suddenly went out.
There was a burst of cheers in the stadium.
Then a ray of light shot down from above the golden cup, enveloping the Hercules Cup in a beam of light.
In the dark stadium, that was the only light.
The live broadcast shouted in a very inflammatory tone: "Ladies and gentlemen! Let us welcome the Chinese national team and the Argentine national team to the field!"
Amidst deafening cheers, several searchlight beams shone at the exit of the passage.
But the carpet that was originally laid on the ground and looked ordinary suddenly shimmered in the darkness and turned into a bright galaxy.
A "carpet of light" made of the Milky Way connects the players' tunnel and the stadium.
All the fans in the dark stands turned on the lights on their mobile phones, echoing the "little galaxy" at the entrance of the players' tunnel, turning the stadium originally on the ground into a magnificent cosmic space.
It’s as if this is not the World Cup final on earth, but the final in the universe!
Under the leadership of the four referees, the players from the two teams took their caddies and walked out of the dark passage, walked into the pillar of light, and came to the stars.
The deafening cheers from the audience seemed to echo from the depths of the universe.
The little caddy became nervous involuntarily, with a sullen face, as if he didn't even know how to move his legs.
At this time, he felt his hand being clenched so painfully that he forgot to be nervous for a moment, and looked up curiously at Merry, who was holding him.
The captain and superstar of the Argentine national team was pressing his lips together with a tense expression.
Melly seemed to notice the caddy's gaze. He slightly lowered his head and glanced at the caddy who was watching him.
Although there was no change in his expression, the little caddy felt that the strength holding his hand was no longer so strong...
The little caddy couldn't help but think:
Just now... was even Merry nervous?
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"...The Workers' Stadium can accommodate 80,000 spectators when it is full, and today the stadium is already full! This is a contest that has attracted worldwide attention! Players from both sides filed into the stadium, and they were greeted by cheers and even bigger cheers.
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Peng Hao, who was standing in front of the TV watching the live broadcast, felt something strange around him. He turned around and found that it was his wife Yao Yuling, who was shaking uncontrollably.
Noticing her husband's eyes, Yao Yuling forced out a smile, but she still couldn't hide the nervousness in her eyes.
So Peng Hao stretched out his hand and hugged his wife, using his strong arms to stop her from shaking.
Then he turned his attention to the TV screen again.
Players from both sides have all entered the stadium and stood in a row in front of the World Cup, all staring intently at the gold cup illuminated by the light.
The light seemed to spread to the entire stadium from here, and eventually the entire stadium was illuminated.
The Chinese fans once again burst into loud cheers, because in the dark just now, the giant TIFO cheering for the Chinese team had been arranged, covering the entire north stand, and as the lighting was restored, it was displayed in front of everyone:
Under the fluttering national flag are portraits of all Chinese players and head coach Qin Lin. They have different movements and expressions, lifelike, and each one is clearly identifiable.
Surrounded by their stars like a moon, the golden Hercules Cup is naturally in the middle.
Below this painting is a large slogan in vigorous calligraphy:
