Chapter 553

2018 Russia World Cup champions, Spain!

A final for the history books.

The commander of the Invincible Armada, Li Kang, turned the tide, scored a hat-trick, and led the depleted side to victory over the star-studded Gallic Rooster.

A true powerhouse.

Facing dire circumstances, facing the torment of fate, he saved himself and saved the team.

He took up the sword of the Volgograd Memorial, letting the world feel a steel-like will, the Red Giant, unstoppable.

Through hardship and displacement, he finally got what he deserved.

After the storm, Luzhniki fulfilled its mission, the ancient and glorious stadium wrote a new page in history, the gently flowing Moscow River caressed the boy's black hair with the utmost tenderness.

When the audience friends grow old, sitting by the fireplace, holding their grandchildren and telling them World Cup stories, they will surely not miss this 2018 final.

The world of football, a brand-new era opened its curtain.

This rainy night in Moscow was heartbreaking for the French team, just as Napoleon was heartbroken after his defeat in the rain at Waterloo 203 years ago.

One side's joy contrasted with the other's sorrow, the extremes of human emotion.

He Wei entered a sentimental mode.

The fans' emotions gradually calmed as they gazed at the fireworks-splendid Luzhniki on the screen, a myriad of feelings.

A decisive strike in the European U-21 Championship.

God's gift to North Rhine.

The heaven-sent prodigy reigning over France.

The number-ten gunner of the red-and-white myth.

The blue legend of Stamford Bridge.

A one-man World Cup.

The mute boy who walked out of La Masia, trampling through mud, wind and rain all the way, finally reached the summit of the world.

The whole world's gaze was fixed on Luzhniki beneath the night.

The rain stopped.

The crowd surged from the bullfighters' bench onto the pitch, kicking up joyful splashes of water.

Li Kang's figure rose and fell among the crowd.

Lee!!!

Lee!!!

Lee!!!

On the outskirts of Moscow at night, the hero's name echoed.

Isco struggled to squeeze in, but couldn't get through.

Bosque wiped the rainwater off his face.

Miniyano's eye sockets were red.

Finally.

Morata and Diego Costa, the two high points, lifted Li Kang down.

Everyone turned and hugged Nacho, who had been sent off with a red card.

At the same time.

Iniesta, Ramos, Cazorla, David Silva and other injured players also stepped onto the pitch.

"Am I dreaming that we won! This damn thing we can win!"

"Damn it, why are you hitting me in your dream?"

"That streaker who ran onto the field in the second half, did you see clearly whether it was a man or a woman?"

A moment later.

The Spanish wives' group entered the field, passionately kissing their husbands.

Li Kang has a grandfather group.

Professor Bertanta decided to go back and write a good case study of Li Kang's 'breakthrough' since his debut.

The little assistant took off Li Kang's jersey, wrung it out hard, and didn't forget to ask the match officials for the game ball: the World Cup final hat-trick; if they later auction it off, it could fetch a tidy sum.

Wo Le Er was concerned about Li Kang's ankle; that last goal put too much pressure on his supporting foot.

Tuopu Laotou wiped his tears with his suit cuff; no one could hear clearly what this guy was saying.

Gelsenkirchen

The wheelchair girl's eyes shone with vitality.

He raised his hand and pointed at the TV.

"Can I leave North Rhine now? He promised me."

Ms. Sandra hesitated a moment, then nodded with a smile.

Our young lady is still too naive.

Once a poor boy, he has now become a world superstar, and will gain the favor of many, many "healthy" girls.

What was promised before, who still takes it into account?

Luzhniki Stadium

Deschamps consoled the little black eggs crying their eyes out.

"Raise your heads, send blessings to Li."

"He is an opponent worthy of respect."

"In two years' European Championship, in four years' Qatar World Cup, in eight years' future, you still have many, many opportunities to face him!"

「Breaking fate is what your generation must do! 」

Mubapei nodded seriously, his eyes full of anticipation.

Kante gazed at Li Kang's back, applauding sincerely.

Bogeba took off his red and green football boots, secretly making a resolution: he must get rid of all bad habits, train hard, and one day defeat Li!

Fifteen minutes later.

The awarding platform was completed.

In the night sky, a light drizzle of pitter-patter fell again.

「2018 World Cup Golden Boot, Li Kang. 」

「2018 World Cup Golden Ball, Li Kang. 」

「His Russian summer. 」

「The World Cup Trophy reflected his face, his breath touching the base. 」

Fireworks and salute cannons roared together.

Golden paper scraps merged with the rain, as if Luzhniki Stadium were experiencing a golden rain.

Li Kang embraced the World Cup Trophy and walked toward the awarding platform.

His teammates all raised their hands, signaling him to lift the trophy.

One.

Two.

Three.

Countless flashbulbs flickered wildly.

「A brand-new era! 」

「A one-man World Cup! 」

「The story of Russia has come to an end; let us meet again in four years at the boundary between desert and sea. 」

The frame in the camera froze.

At the pinnacle of the world, under the night sky, Li Kang's silhouette raising the World Cup Trophy became part of football history.

Many, many years later.

London, a residence in the Fulham district.

Beyond a floor-to-ceiling window kitchen, white-haired Grandma Sophia, wearing an apron, was teaching the new nanny to cook Chinese dishes.

「What should children eat to become football stars? 」

「Eat eggs! 」

「Eat bananas! 」

「Eat」

Warm sunlight fell upon the grass.

In the courtyard.

Three kids and a dog were chasing a football.

They wore jerseys of Lewokusen, Arsenal, and Chelsea respectively.

Suddenly.

The weakest child fell over.

The two brothers immediately stopped, turned, and helped him up.

They did not continue playing.

They sat on the grass, chatting about topics related to their dreams.

「Uncle Morata told me to work hard so that the Bullfighters' Legion could return to its peak! 」

「I listened to Uncle Havertz's words and joined the German Panzer. 」

「The Bullfighters are no good; Uncle Morata's shooting is terrible! 」

「The Germans are even worse; Uncle Havertz's shooting isn't great either! 」

The weakest child remained silent.

The two brothers kept urging, trying to pull the younger brother into their camp.

「Hey hey hey, do you really want to serve the Dragon Team? 」

「Speak boldly; we support your decision! 」

Finally.

The weakest child gritted his teeth and spoke in a tender yet firm voice:

「I I want to become a scientist! 」

「I want to cultivate the best midfielder, who will hardly ever get injured, possessing a perfect strong physique; God's perspective can perceive everything on the green field, he will improve after every match, possessing the traits of football stars from different eras in history. 」

The two brothers stared, then said: 「Well we know, you're talking about Pogba. 」

(End of text)

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