The time of celebration always flies by. - According to the principle of Einstein's theory of relativity, this rule only applies to the Chinese team and does not apply to any team or fans other than the Chinese team...
Team USA is devastated;
After grabbing third place, the Dutch team, who was also waiting for the award, was bored;
Teams from other countries who came to see the scene were already digging their toes into the stands. They all wanted to finish awarding awards and go home to sleep.
The battle video hanging on the big screen is fierce and sophisticated, everything from tactics to operation is remarkable. However, every time it is shown, it stabs them in the heart.
In the stands, many foreign spectators had left their seats and queued up for the restroom.
The excitement is all from the Chinese team. They have nothing.
There was only the Chinese team. Every player was surrounded by his teammates, and everyone was surrounded by joy. Everyone was talking, laughing, and running around. It seemed that they couldn't get enough.
After their own team has finished showing off, they go to the team next door. After the team next door has finished boasting, they go to the opponent's team. After the opponent's team has finished boasting, there are still so many seniors and old captains who have to pay tribute one by one... In short, as long as the organizer of the event does not call people, it will cause trouble.
No problem if you go in the middle of the night!
So, as expected, the organizer came to call people...
In the middle of the field, the tall podium was completed. The three horizontal poles hanging the national flag gradually dropped down to a height within reach of the people below. The big screens in all directions stopped playing the game pictures, and all the cameras were focused on it.
Award podium.
And the grand music has also begun to play - this time the music is the music that can attract the players the most and make them reflexively nervous.
Clang clang, like a knife or a halberd, like a surging iron stream, like a battle on the battlefield, that is the background music of the arena after every login by swiping your card and before the battle begins!
As expected, everyone in the national team immediately stopped chatting, and one after another, they were about to get up and go to the center of the field. Chu Yunxiu wiped away her tears and put on her makeup. As soon as she took a step, she was stopped by Li Hua. This person who is usually diligent, but
The vice-captain, who had little presence, smiled, unfurled a red flag, and put it on the shoulders of his captain.
"Everyone's wishes."
Chu Yunxiu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out. Yanyu's female captain pursed her lips, nodded vigorously, and stepped down quickly. Along the way, she joined Li Xuan and Xiao Shiqin.
,Meet Tang Hao...
Everyone is wearing a red flag handed over by their teammates on their shoulders. One point is a flame, two points are stars. When there are more people, it becomes a blazing torrent. It flows down from the highest point of the stands, and everywhere it goes is a bright and brilliant place.
Fired up silently.
Fang Rui stretched out his hand to Lin Jingyan. However, this veteran gangster who had retired was not polite and pushed him down. After going down several steps, at the edge of the passage, the proprietress held out a red flag and smiled.
treat.
Fang Rui took the red flag with both hands, stood still, and shook it off. He turned around and looked up again. Lin Jingyan leaned over and stared at him, smiling and nodding. Fang Rui waved his hands fiercely, turned around, and draped the red flag over his shoulders.
Rushed down.
The past is gone. His past is roaring, but his future is rejoicing.
Ye Xiu and Su Mucheng filed down. They were also pushed down by Wu Xuefeng, and one by one they were taking the red flag from the proprietress's hand. Ye Xiu looked back in the midst of his busy schedule, and saw that Yu Wenzhou was already preparing to set off, and Huang Shaotian was still waiting.
He was standing there, looking straight at Xingxin with a look of grievance on his face...
Ye Xiu laughed.
He poked Su Mucheng and motioned for her to turn around. Before Su Mucheng had time to lock her position, she heard Wei Chen curse, jumped up, and flipped over two rows of seats with skills that were not suitable for his age. This older retired player
He stepped on the chair in the next row, grabbed the red flag from Fang Shijing, and threw it viciously on Mr. Huang's head...
Su Mucheng laughed. She and Ye Xiu looked at each other, shook their heads at each other, snickered, and joined the team together. Zhou Zekai joined the queue, Sun Xiang joined the team, Wang Jiexi joined the team, and Deputy Captain Zhang Xinjie, who had precise timing, had already joined the team.
So I pulled Zhang Jiale and waited at the front of the team...
The security guard once again opened the door dutifully. The players stepped out one by one: last time, they entered the arena to fight and win the championship; this time, they entered the arena to receive their honor, which was theirs.
To lift the trophy in front of the whole world.
In the center of the field, under the spotlight, the long, white medal podium was already waving to them.
A figure suddenly ran out. He crossed the front of the team, passed Zhang Xinjie, and ran with all his strength. It was Zhang Jiale. Every player recognized his back, but no one stopped him. No one even called him.
One sound.
They were silent, watching this gunner who had entered the finals four times but had not won a championship rush out of the team and rush to the podium. Then, he used all his strength to unfurl the national flag behind him and raised his head high to the sky...
Under the spotlight, Zhang Jiale burst into tears.
No one comforted him. All the players on the national team turned a blind eye and looked away as much as possible, without watching or commenting. Pan Lin in the studio also remained silent. Li Yibo had an expressionless face and a calm tone:
"We see that the award ceremony is about to begin. The award-winning guests of this World Invitational Tournament have already arrived in the center of the venue... The person in charge of awarding awards is the chairman of the organizing committee of the first World Invitational Tournament and the chairman of the Swiss Glory Alliance. He will now start
Awards for the Dutch team..."
Each player bent down, lowered his head, and asked the chairman to put medals on them, and then shook hands with each other. After the twenty-eight players from the Netherlands, the United States, the third place, and the runner-up presented awards one after another, the chairman of the organizing committee who was responsible for awarding awards moved to
In the middle, he picked up the gold medal ribbon with a smile...
Above the arena, from the loudspeaker, the names of the players were called out one by one. The Chinese team players whose names were called bent down one by one and let the gold medals wear their necks. As the awards were presented, one word,
Right on the playing field, in the ears of the Chinese audience, and in the ears of audiences around the world, it roared repeatedly!
A!
"China team, No. 1 player, Ye Xiu..."
"China team, second player, Yu Wenzhou..."
"Chinese team……"
"China……"
They put on gold medals, they received championship rings, they received trophies. The golden trophies, engraved with the pattern of wings and double swords, were passed from beginning to end, and then from end to end. Finally, once again, they returned to Ye Xiu's hands.
, was lifted high by him and shined in the spotlight——
The huge cheers, at this moment, almost overturned the roof of the stadium! In the stands, red flags were waved at the same time, and the stand where the professional players were sitting held up a huge five-star red flag that could cover the entire stand.
Passed from one hand to another, passed from person to person, and finally, the red flag that had been prepared in advance and carried thousands of miles away was fully unfolded.
However, the brightest thing, the one that most attracts everyone's attention, is the five-star red flag rising slowly on the horizontal bar in front of the rostrum.
"Rise up, you who do not want to be slaves..."
The sonorous and powerful music shook the stadium. Amidst the music, the national team faced the red flag, stood tall and sang loudly.