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Chapter 39 Won the European Golden Globe Award

"Stephen Gerrard, 96 points!" Pierre, editor-in-chief of "French Football", opened the first piece of paper.
There was a slight sigh under the stage, and then everyone applauded. The sighs came from the British and those who supported Gerald. The applause was the praise and due etiquette given by the audience.
Even though it is strictly confidential, the Golden Globe Awards have been held for half a century, and everyone knows some charters. Whether the conference will be the first to read the champion will maintain a little suspense and gimmick. Besides, I have won votes since previous years.
Judging from the scoring, Gerald's 96 points is obviously a bit far apart.
Gerald also smiled at the supporters with his lips and waved his hand. In fact, from the beginning, he knew that his hope was slim and that the main competition would be born to the two around him.
Editor-in-chief Pierre is also a little funny person, perhaps because of the frivolity and slutty in the bones of French men, he whets everyone's appetite. Pierre opened the second piece of paper and folded it together a4 paper, staring at the contents on the paper
After a long time, I slowly raised my head and looked at the stars in the audience, and I had never spoken for a long time.
Until the scene felt a little suffocating, Zhuo Yang and Ronaldo on the stage were a little unnatural. They smiled angrily and curled their lips awkwardly. Editor-in-chief Pierre then spoke lotus.
"The next one, he scored 193 points." The whole audience was in an uproar. This was a very high score, nearly one hundred points higher than Gerald. This difference is not common in the Golden Globes selection.
.But at this moment, no one remembers to use careful calculations to calculate how many points are left.
"He is a king!" Pierre stopped again and looked at the audience with interest.
"Yeah!" Barcelona player Etoo jumped up and cheered for his friend Ronaldo. Deco next to him kicked Etoo on the butt: "Sit down the fuck." Deco
My face was almost red: this embarrassing product.
Happy laughter came out in the venue.
King of Camp Nou! King of Madiburg! Who doesn’t know who doesn’t know the football world?
King Henry, who was sitting in the fourth row, shrugged secretly. Compared to the two on the stage, he was an old king, and he was old. Moreover, he didn't like the '4' number, and the whole Arsenal didn't like it.
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"He is an elf dancer from the far-reaching Great 6!" Pierre continued to stir up the atmosphere.
"Yeah—!" Scar Ribery jumped up, raised her hands and pointed excitedly at Zhuo Yang on the stage. The second brother Montolivo kicked him in the ass: "Fuck you sit down for me."
.”After being kicked by his brother, Scar reacted, shrank his neck and raised his hand to surrender and quickly put it back, and the audience burst into laughter again.
Zhuo Yang from Far East Asia 6! Ronaldinho from America 6!
Pierre was very satisfied with the on-site effect he created, so he continued. "He is a magician on the court."
No one dares to move lightly!
"He is Ronaldinho from Barcelona!"
There were roaring applause from the audience, and Zhuo Yang and Gerald in the center of the stage also gently applauded Ronaldo. Under the atmosphere, everyone was greeting Ronaldo.
Suddenly, the careful person began to notice something, and everyone looked at the slightly nervous Chinese among the three, and the applause gradually became sparse.
The little pig Schweinsteiger stood up and shouted loudly: "Zhuo Yang! Zhuo Yang! Zhuo Yang!"
Scar stood up, and the second brother stood up, "Zhuo Yang! Zhuo Yang! Zhuo Yang!..."
Gomez, Barack, Kaka, Totti, Beckham, Figo, Fran..., these brothers and friends of Zhuo Yang stood up. The call at the scene turned the place into a noisy room.
Nightclub.
Beckenbauer, Klopp, Hasler, Samer..., the German footballers stood up, Raiola stood up, and his sister Zhuo Qiutian stood up.
Hanover citizens who were guarding the live broadcast of the TV stood up!
All the award presenters stood up, no matter which football group they belong to.
"Below, is the captain of Madibor from the German League One, Zhuo Yang." Pierre's phrase ended, and did not go down, but looked sideways towards the big screen. Everyone also looked at him under his signal.
In the past, Zhuo Yang, Ronaldo and Gerald also turned around and looked around.
Three numbers cracked on the screen - 226
Zhuo Yang won the 2oo 5th European Golden Globe Award!
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The sea breeze in winter, and the first snow in Paris quietly came. Some people say that it is a blessing to see snow in Paris in winter. The gentle and lazy snowflakes swayed and danced on the Seine River and fell on the Louvre Palace.
And the Champs-Elysées, falling on the spires on both sides of the Opera House of Garniers.
"...I love you! Finally, I want to thank my family, dad, mom, sister, I love you, please be proud of me!"
Zhuo Yang scored 33 points against Ronaldinho in the final vote, and the counterattack was very exciting. This is actually not difficult to explain. In the first round of voting, the whole year of last year did not end, and Madibor had three games left.
To play, Raiola's hype team cannot praise Zhuo Yang's biggest gimmick of scoring goals throughout the year. Otherwise, if you leave the words in advance, if Zhuo Yang misses in the subsequent game, this slap will be very ugly in the face.
It will even counterproductively offset the style brought by his previous thrilling number of goals.
But by the time when senior journalists in Europe finally voted, Zhuo Yang had already completed this extraordinary move. Raiola no longer had any worries. The entire European media sang hymns for Zhuo Yang. The shock caused was imaginable
.Every reporter will involuntarily weigh the weight when he picks up a pen to fill in the ticket.
"...This is just a starting point! Dear Chairman Johnson, Dear Mr. Pierre, if you are not upset, I think I may come here often." The playful words were full of domineering, and the audience was moved.
The brothers even whistled, a bunch of stinky hooligans...
Indeed, Raiola's analysis makes sense. If Zhuo Yang is in Serie A, England and La Liga, among the three major leagues, he can basically make all the suspense disappear by relying on the number of goals that are far ahead of others.
, there is no need to score goals every game. This big killer is too tired. Raiola and Madibor were both frightened throughout the second half of the year, fearing that Zhuo Yang would make a mistake. It was not because of the goal, but because of the continuous forced combat.
Risks brought about.
The overall weakness of the Bundesliga has become a weak point that is even greater than Zhuo Yang's lack of support from the national team.
During the New Year, Zhuo Yang participated in a series of activities of the United Nations Children's Charity Foundation, which also played a certain bonus at the last moment. Good deeds should be done, but on the other hand, this is also the political correctness in the European humanistic atmosphere, and no one is allowed to do so.
Dare to sing the opposite tune openly. Raiola's eyes were like a torch. His magical strokes of alliances offset Zhuo Yang's deduction factors from strange big 6 and football weak countries to a certain extent.
Yellow races are not like blacks. Because of their extreme contempt for blacks, their psychological rebellion has become intentional and overwhelming, and they deliberately pursue and elevate black races. However, for yellow races, they still have a narrow sense of arrogance and prejudice.
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"Finally, I beg everyone present to give your love to the children in this world. Children are the future of the world, the future of football, and the future of our entire human race."
Chapter completed!
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