Chapter 222 Chen Yingxiong and Platini (the first update is requested for monthly tickets!)

ps, I’m sorry, my wife suddenly had an attack yesterday and was sent to the hospital at 3:00 p.m. I had almost no eyes closed since the early morning yesterday, and I have been in the hospital for care. I was sweating all over and could not update the Internet.

I still use my wife’s phone on Weibo...

At noon today, I came back to take a shower and rest, and I had to go to the hospital in the afternoon.

So the update has been delayed to this time.

Please forgive me.

In addition, I once said that I had a big explosion when the child was born. Speaking of yesterday, today's ten updates!!

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When the runner-up leaves the podium, it is the champion's turn to take the stage to receive the prize.

The person who made the medal was still UEFA President Platini.

Chen Yingxiong and stood in the audience, among his teammates, he looked at Platini and said to his teammates: "Some people don't like us winning the championship. If we win the championship, he will be like his dead father."

Everyone was confused: "Who?"

Chen Yingxiong used his eyes to show everyone to Platini: "Mr. UEFA President, who else can you? You haven't seen him just presented the award to Barcelona players, and the regret and warmth on his face. Now it's our turn, let's look at his expression..."

Everyone turned their heads to see.

It's true.

When Platini turned around, everyone saw the cold expression on his face.

Although he soon changed his expression on his face and smiled a little.

But the previous expression had long been fixed in everyone's heart.

"Why doesn't he like us winning the championship?" Some innocent teammates are still asking this question.

"God knows." The teammate next to him shrugged and hummed from his nose.

"Because we defeated Barcelona, ​​in his heart, it is the team that best represents the beauty of modern football." Chen Yingxiong stared at Platini with a playful smile on his face. "We were like a group of reckless savages, rushing into his home and being smashed by his carefully collected exquisite porcelain! You said if it were you, could you like such a group of people?"

"Uh..." The teammate who was asked back by him couldn't speak.

"It's okay. We are champions, and champions don't need to look at anyone's face."

After saying that, Chen Yingxiong walked out of the crowd and walked towards the podium, and he was the first to step onto the podium.

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In fact, Platini doesn't like Liverpool's championship, which is completely a pity for the house and Ukraine. Because he hates Chen Yingxiong especially, he hates Chen Yingxiong's team. Just like before, he hated Napoli very much. Now that Chen Yingxiong has left Napoli, Platini's impression of this team has returned to normal.

Now that Chen Yingxiong has arrived in Liverpool, he naturally won’t give Liverpool any good face.

However... sometimes, there are times when you have to say something on the scene, you also need to do the superficial effort.

So he quickly adjusted his mentality and smiled again on his face. This smile was a little stiff and fake no matter how he looked at it.

Especially when he saw that the first person to come on stage was Chen Yingxiong, the smile on his face became more and more stiff and false. No matter how he looked, he couldn't tell that he was smiling.

However, Chen Yingxiong's smile was particularly strong, and his face seemed to be full of flowers.

Of course, it's not a chrysanthemum.

Platini never expected that the first person to come to receive the award would be Chen Yingxiong.

He was a little inadequately prepared. His mood had not been completely adjusted.

If other players come up first, he can at least treat it with a normal mind and then slowly get into the role. When it is Chen Yingxiong's turn, he might be able to say a few more scenes and cover up his true thoughts.

But he miscalculated, and he didn't expect that Chen Yingxiong was the first to come to the stage.

And why is the smile on his face so strong?

Is he laughing at himself?

An ordinary player dares to laugh at the UEFA president?

What qualifications does he have to laugh at himself?

For a moment, Platini had hundreds of thoughts churning in his mind.

The expression on his face became more and more unnatural.

In fact, as a experienced politician, Platini's cultivation skills and acting skills are still very good. But for some reason, when facing Chen Yingxiong, he always cannot maintain his cultivation and does not care about his acting skills.

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Chen Yingxiong finally walked to Platini, and then looked at Platini with a smile, saying nothing.

But Platini seemed to hate his smile, and quickly turned around and picked up a gold medal from the tray of the etiquette lady next to him... He suddenly remembered an old thing.

Four years ago, at the Champions League final award ceremony, Chen Yingxiong was still wearing a Naples blue jersey. He won the championship and he was given a plaque to him as usual.

He walked up to him, and in theory he should bend down and bow his head before he could hang the gold medal around his neck.

But Chen Yingxiong did not do that. He stood in front of him, thrust his chest up, straightened his waist, and raised his head. He had no intention of bent down to Platini.

Platini is not tall, and she was 1.78 meters tall when she was a player. Now she is old and has shrunk, not even 1.78 meters tall. Chen Yingxiong is 1.95 meters tall. In fact, if there is a height difference, Platini can raise his hand a little higher and he can also hang the medal to Chen Yingxiong. But Platini didn't do this. He just raised it slightly, forcing Chen Yingxiong to bend down and bow his head with a large margin if he wants to be put on the gold medal.

Of course, Chen Yingxiong could not do this, and Platini would not accommodate him. So in the end, the two sides had a stalemate for a few seconds, Platini directly stuffed the gold medal into Chen Yingxiong's hand. The two of them didn't even hold their hands, spreading the bad relationship between them all over the world.

Now, it is my turn to present the award to Chen Yingxiong again.

Platini felt very frustrated when he remembered this old thing. He was a UEFA president and still had to compete for the FIFA president in the future, but he had no choice but to take an ordinary player.

If it weren't for the hope of FIFA President, he really wouldn't want to be the President of UEFA, because as UEFA President, he had to attend the Champions League award ceremony. When he thought of giving Chen Yingxiong the award, he felt that the UEFA President was doing a frustration.

Chen Yingxiong, who stood in front of Platini, still held his head up and his chest was raised, without any intention of bent down and let Platini take the gold medal for him. But this time, he did not embarrass Platini too much. After all, this time, it was not like last time. What Platini did at the home court of Lyon last time made Chen Yingxiong angry, so he was desperate to embarrass Platini at the Champions League award ceremony.

This time, he was in Liverpool and he didn't feel much hostility from Platini.

So he gave Pura the first step.

His upper body was straight, like a javelin.

But his lower body was different from usual. He spread his legs and then squatted down, making a squat stance, and finally lowered his height to a height similar to Platini.

These Platini can hang the gold medal around his neck without having to stretch out his hands too high.

Platini looked down at Chen Yingxiong's strange posture...

Instead of hanging the gold medal around Chen Yingxiong's neck, he directly put the gold medal in Chen Yingxiong's hand.

"Damn! Say it earlier!"

Chen Yingxiong rolled his eyes with the gold medal, then quickly bounced up, just like a hydraulic pump installed on his knee. He was still muttering in Chinese.

I said you wanted to stuff it into my hand directly, why did I do such a weird move?

Chen Yingxiong miscalculated.

Platini smiled when he saw the expression on Chen Yingxiong's face. This time it was not the kind of stiff smile he pretended to be. It was a smile from the bottom of his heart. In the duel with Chen Yingxiong, he finally won a game back.

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It is not easy for Platini to make Chen Yingxiong lose his life, which makes him feel pretty good in the future. He also performed much more freely when presenting awards to Liverpool players. He had a casual and kind smile on his face and would pull Gerald to praise his performance. Congratulations to him for winning a Champions League championship at the end of his career - he has opinions about Liverpool and is very unhappy with Chen Yingxiong, but he still likes Gerald very much.

This kind of loyal player meets his football ethics requirements.

He had sex with Geraldra, and then he picked up the big ear cup placed aside and handed it to Gerald.

But Gerald did not take it over immediately. He said to Platini: "I'm sorry, Mr. Platini. I want to find someone to come and hold the cup with me..."

Platini nodded and said with a gentlemanly manner: "No problem."

So Gerald shouted to the crowd next to him: "Hero! Hero!"

As soon as Platini heard this voice, the smile on his face froze again, but he adjusted back instantly.

Chen Yingxiong heard Gerald's shouting and saw Gerald waving to him again.

He ran over and said, "What's the matter, Captain?"

"I think you should raise the trophy with me, hero." Gerald pointed to the trophy held by Platini in both hands.

Chen Yingxiong turned his head and looked over, and the smile on Platini's face became even more stiff.

The two of them chatted here, and Platini was like their waiter, specializing in getting them trophys...

Chen Yingxiong was not pretentious either: "Okay!" He agreed.

Gerald hooked up: "Come on!"

Platini handed the trophy over, and Gerald stood on his right, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the handle on the right side of the Champions League.

Chen Yingxiong stood on Platini's left side, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the handle on the left side of the Champions League.

"The trophy was handed over to the two Liverpool captains!" the commentator said excitedly.

The fans in the stands made a low buzzing sound, which continued without interruption.

Chen Yingxiong and Gerald looked at each other, then nodded.

Then, they raised their arms high at the same time!
To be continued...