He Wei's voice sounded again, this time he did not suppress his emotions:
"Congratulations to Manchester United, congratulations to Zhang Kuang, Manchester United for winning the championship! Manchester United is crowned! The championship of UEFA Champions League in the 2010-2011 season belongs to Red Devils, belongs to Ferguson, and belongs to Zhang Kuang!
This is the fourth UEFA Champions League trophy in the history of the Manchester United team, and the third UEFA Champions League trophy for Manchester United after the restructuring of UEFA Champions League. Sir Ferguson has become the second head coach in history to win UEFA Champions League three times, as famous as Sir Bob Paisley!
As for Zhang Kuang, he is the first China player to win the UEFA Champions League trophy as a main player. At the same time, he performed a hat trick in this game and became the fourth player to perform a hat trick in the history of UEFA Champions League finals.
The top three are Puskás in 1960, Di Stéfano in 1962 and Inzaghi in 2007. But the first three were all accomplished in ancient times or by relying on empty shots. Zhang Kuang's three goals: a long shot from a heavy artillery, a point grab in front of the goal, and a one-stop breakthrough from the center circle, the gold content is unparalleled!
He also tied Puskás's record of scoring three goals in a single game in the UEFA Champions League final, and he was the youngest to score a hat trick: nineteen years and two hundred and eighty-four days.
UEFA Champions League Final hat trick! UEFA Champions League Final MVP! Season UEFA Champions League Golden Boot! Season UEFA Champions League assist king! He is the youngest one, and this year he pushed the UEFA Champions League Golden Boot scoring record to 26 goals and 12 assists in a single season, which is an unprecedented record.
Friends, what are we witnessing? We are witnessing the birth of a legend! This legend comes from China. Today's success of Zhang Kuang also proves his words, 'China's inability to play football is not a matter of race, but a matter of method.'
Yes, in the past we often complained after various losses that yellow people were inferior to white and black people in athletic talent, but Zhang Kuang proved with facts that there is no race problem in sports, only method problem..."
He Wei is counting the records created by Zhang Kuang and spreading what Zhang Kuang once said. All China fans are going crazy at this moment.
On social media, in Tieba, in QQ groups, and on Weibo, the same topic is being used everywhere where one can type, and the topic of praising Zhang Kuang is:
"Zhang Kuang is my idol, my eternal god!"
"Stop talking, Zhang Kuang is the football king in my heart from today on! He never abandons or gives up when the team encounters difficulties, leads the team to reverse, and saves Messi's must-goal at the last critical moment. This is a football king-level performance!"
"Messi? Cristiano Ronaldo? You guys fight for the second place!"
"I am a crazy fan of Zhang Kuang from today on. Who says Zhang Kuang is not good? Who am I to worry about?"
"Fuck, let this grandson pretend tonight. No matter how good he is, he is not worthy of carrying shoes for foreigners!"
"The foreigner upstairs is your father? Is he your ancestor? Do you look down on your own people so much?"
"Who is one of his own? Bah, disgusting, bullshit!"
"Then why are you still staying at China? Get out of China. You and Zhang Kuang are not our own people, so you and China's people are not our own people either!"
"Fuck you, who said that if you don't belong to Zhang Kuang, you won't belong to China? I..."
"Brothers, if this scumbag comes out of human flesh, beat him to death!"
"You mobs, do you understand democracy and freedom?"
"..."
After the award ceremony, the Manchester United team began to celebrate around the field.
And the Barcelona team also slipped away early.
The players held the trophy and walked slowly along the Wembley track, waving hello to the stands. Some fans who were able to rush into the stadium high-fived, hugged and took photos with Zhang Kuang.
Zhang Kuang walked at the front of the team and was surrounded by the largest number of fans.
Countless hands stretched out from the edge of the stands, waving scarves, jerseys, and homemade posters, and shouts came and went.
"Zhang Kuang! Zhang Kuang! Zhang Kuang!"
Someone was holding a huge China flag and waving it in the stands. The yellow star on the red background was particularly eye-catching under the Wembley lights.
Zhang Kuang saw it and waved over there.
The flag waved even more violently, and there was a scream from behind.
When he walked to the bottom of the Manchester United die-hard stands, he was stopped by an old fan.
The man had gray hair, his face was painted with red and white paint of Manchester United, his eyes were red, and he was holding a Manchester United jersey in his hand, with the number 'Zhang Kuang 33' printed on the back!
The next step was to sign autographs, take photos, answer some questions, etc. Fortunately, there were not many fans rushing in, otherwise he would have gone crazy.
When Manchester United teammates were celebrating in the ring, Barcelona players were blocked by reporters next to the bus.
As a result, under various problems, the other team members got on the bus silently, and Puyol walked last.
A United Kingdom reporter put the microphone in front of Puyol: "Captain Puyol, what do you think of the penalties in this game?
Rooney's two goals were disallowed and Carrick was sent off with a red card. Do you think this has an impact on the result of the game?"
Puyol stopped, with a tense expression on his face. "The referee's decision is the referee's business, Barcelona is just playing football on the field.
Why do Manchester United have so many penalties but Barcelona don't? Because we play cleaner and more civilized football. Manchester United? They play barbaric football."
The reporter was shocked. How could he confuse right and wrong like this?
"Ah? Manchester United is more barbaric? Barcelona is more civilized? Do you know how many times Barcelona shoveled at useless people during the game?"
"Who broke his leg? It was our team member who broke his leg. The person who broke Piqué's ankle is still being praised by you. Isn't it Manchester United who is more barbaric?" Puyol interrupted the reporter directly, raising his voice one degree.
The reporter was stunned for a moment, then quickly became excited. "Captain Puyol, are you saying that Zhang Kuang deliberately stepped on Piqué's ankle?"
But the replay showed that Piqué tackled Zhang Kuang from behind, and Zhang Kuang subconsciously jumped to avoid it before stepping on him!"
"Whether Piqué committed a foul is the referee's decision. Even if Piqué wanted to tackle Zhang Kuang's leg, but Zhang Kuang stepped on Piqué's foot in retaliation. This is a fact. He is the executioner." Puyol roared.
The reporter directly moved the microphone closer. "Then what you mean is: Piqué can cut off Zhang Kuang's feet, but Zhang Kuang can't hide? Can't avoid? Can't even protect itself subconsciously? This is called civilization? This is called fairness?"
Puyol did not answer this question, but just dropped one sentence. "Fans all over the world have seen it, Manchester United played a dirty game!!"
Then he turned around and boarded the bus.
The reporters looked at each other from behind, and their eyes were shining. There will be headlines on the front page tomorrow.
After the Barcelona bus drove away, the Manchester United players finally walked around the stadium to celebrate.
The reporters swarmed over like hungry wolves after seeing meat, and instantly surrounded the Manchester United players.
Most reporters surrounded Zhang Kuang, and they all pointed their microphones at Zhang Kuang.
"Zhang Kuang! Congratulations on winning the championship! Three goals and one assist. How do you evaluate your own performance and the performance of the team? How do you evaluate the opponent's performance?"
Zhang Kuang: "I just performed normally. There is nothing worth saying. The main contributor to winning and winning the championship is the spirit of the whole team not to give up. We faced the Barcelona team with one less player at halftime.
In the end, we withstood the pressure of Barcelona and successfully reversed the score. I think the players of Manchester United are the most united and powerful at the moment.
As for the opponents, there is no need for me to comment. Cosmic Team means the best in the universe, and the teams on Earth are not worthy of being their opponents. So, you can imagine how powerful they are. Today, you can also see that they completely crush us in terms of ball possession rate, passing threats, shooting, steals and other data.
This is a real Cosmic Team, which is quite powerful. After playing against each other, I think there is nothing wrong with this title."
Reporter: "If Barcelona is Cosmic Team, then what team is Manchester United? You defeated them to win the championship."
Zhang Kuang: "We are team God. The universe was created by God, so no matter how they jump, they can't escape from God's palm."
"Haha..." The reporter burst out laughing when he heard this metaphor.
Reporter: "Zhang Kuang, we just interviewed Puyol. He said that Manchester United plays football very dirty and not as civilized as Barcelona. He said that you stepped on Piqué's ankle was intentional. Even if Piqué wanted to break your foot first, you should not step on Piqué's foot. It's barbaric of you to do this. What's your response to this?"
Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment. "Fuck, I have never seen such a shameless person. What he means is that Piqué can cut off my foot, but I shouldn't hide, let alone accidentally step on Piqué's foot while hiding? Is this a barbaric act? This, this, I don't know how to answer.
This unreasonable statement really shocked me. I never thought there were such unreasonable people and teams in the world.
Then I would like to ask, if a rapist wants to rape him, shouldn't he resist? If he breaks the rapist's tool when resisting, is he too rude and brutal? Does he have to go to jail?
If he thinks that's the case, then I have nothing to say, because I don't want to argue with an anti-intellectual person, because you can't win.
It's like trying to quarrel with a dog and trying to win over the dog, which is ridiculous."
"Haha..." Reporters liked Zhang Kuang's sharp counterattack very much.
Reporter: "Then what do you think of the referee's penalty in today's game? Do you think today's penalty is fair?"
Zhang Kuang: "Viewers and fans all over the world have seen it, of course they can quibble with nonsense like 'misjudgment is part of the game'.
Fortunately, Manchester United won today and did not lose the championship. If Manchester United lost today and lost the championship, how many people would be upset.
I am a person who doesn't like to leave regrets, and I don't even like to be a sad person. I think it's better to leave sad things to others.
I believe that the referee team in the first half today will get the punishment they deserve. If they don't get the punishment, then UEFA will have to know the result after the credibility is reduced."
Reporter: "Then the kick that knocked out the referee in the first half today was your intention? Was it your punishment for the unfair referee?"
Zhang Kuang: "How could it be intentional? I'm so good, why should I play football? I might as well become a killer. I know there is a country that likes assassinations the most. If I have this ability, they will definitely like a killer like me, and I will make a lot of money."
Reporter: "Oh? Which country you mentioned likes to carry out assassinations?"
Zhang Kuang:"Ahem, let's talk about football, let's talk about football."
Reporter: "But just now Puyol said that it is the referee's business to decide how to impose a penalty, which means Manchester United played very dirty. Why didn't Barcelona make any penalty? What do you think of this?"
Zhang Kuang paused for a moment, then continued, "He said that, right? At this point, I suddenly remembered something. Before this game, a netizen sent me a private message on Twitter."
He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, turned on Twitter, and turned the screen to the camera.
"This netizen named 'Light of Justice' told me that Barcelona has paid huge 'consulting fees' to Spain Referees Committee Vice Chairman Jose Maria Enrique Negreira and its affiliated companies since 2001, in order to gain a penalty advantage in the La Liga competition."
He swiped the screen and showed the chat history. "I asked him if he had any evidence, and he said he had no conclusive evidence, but he told me to be careful. He said there might be something wrong with the referee in the UEFA Champions League final."
Zhang Kuang raised his head and looked at all the cameras in front of him, his expression became serious:
"At the time, I thought this netizen was talking nonsense, but after today's game, I felt it was necessary to check. Why was my teammate sent off with a red card for just touching the opponent lightly, and their man tried to tackle my leg. The referee was not even willing to give a yellow card without our strong request. Who is this referee favoring?
Since Barcelona can pay consulting fees to the head of the referee committee of La Liga, let me ask: Is it possible that they also paid consulting fees to the referee committee of UEFA? Did his consulting fees play a role in today's penalty?
If this is true and there is no fairness on the field, then why play football? What should we do UEFA Champions League? Let's just award the trophy to whoever pays more consulting fees."
The air was quiet for a second.
Then, it exploded.
Journalists went crazy.
"Crazy! Do you have any evidence?"
"Zhang Kuang! Are you officially accusing Barcelona of bribing the referee?"
"Zhang Kuang! Have you considered the consequences of saying these words?"
Zhang Kuang put away the phone and said calmly, "Evidence? I just said, this is not what I said, it was sent to me by a private message from one of my fans. I am just telling everyone what the fans told me.
As for the consequences? What consequences? What, if I read the private message my fan sent me, I will have to bear the consequences? Come on, I can take screenshots of all the private messages this fan sent me, and I can also show you my backstage. I really didn't make this up..."
Saying Zhang Kuang turned on the phone again, put it in front of the camera and clicked it to demonstrate...
At the same time, Spain Madrid.
In Real Madrid's base, several senior executives were gathering in a conference room to watch the live broadcast.
When Zhang Kuang said, 'Barcelona started paying consulting fees to Negreira in 2001,' one of the people stood up suddenly.
"Negreira?" The man's voice changed, "Vice Chairman of the Referee Committee? Damn it! I'm just saying why in these years, every time in a crucial championship game, Barcelona always takes advantage of the penalties! Sometimes the championship is always a few points behind Barcelona."
Another person slammed the table. "Check it for me! Check it immediately! Get all the information! We want to sue! We want to appeal! We want all the championships that Barcelona owes us back!"
Suddenly there was a clanging sound in the CEO office of the Barcelona club, followed by a roar, "This damn China guy, he, he, how dare he? Is it possible that he never wants to come to Barcelona again?"
Manchester United's CEO David·Gill, who was chatting with his football colleagues in a private room, saw this, his whole face turned dark, then he said goodbye to his friends and hurried towards Zhang Kuang.
Reporter: "You directly broke the news in the media. What if the other party destroys the evidence in advance and leaves no evidence?"
Zhang Kuang: "That's none of my business. I just use this to prove what Puyol said, 'Why did the referee only give Manchester United'? I just want to tell Puyol that the referee only gave Manchester United because the referee was bribed by them."
Reporter: "..."
When the reporters were about to continue asking questions, David·Gill rushed over and pushed the reporters away.
"Okay, the interview is over. What Zhang just said is just a conjecture. There is no actual evidence at the moment. You have to understand his mood. He is just venting his dissatisfaction, and it may not be true."
David said and took Zhang Kuang's hand and left.
When Zhang Kuang saw David doing this, he pursed his lips helplessly at the reporter, and then followed David out.
Reporter: "David, why don't you let Zhang Kuang continue talking? Is there something shady involved in this?"
Reporter: "Zhang Kuang, is there anything you can continue to say..."
Reporter: "..."
The reporters asked all kinds of questions, but Zhang Kuang stopped talking. David pulled Zhang Kuang towards the locker room. Manchester United's teammates acted as temporary security guards, blocking the enthusiastic reporters.
Entering the locker room, David let go of Zhang Kuang's hand.
David: "Zhang, do you know the consequences of what you just said? How can you say this kind of thing to others? The most we can do is make innuendos and metaphors. We can't expose it. How can you expose it?"
Zhang Kuang: "David, don't be nervous, it's not us who are nervous, it's Barcelona. I just said, what can they do to me? Sue me for defamation? Ask me to pay for reputational damage? I said, this is what netizens told me, I just conveyed the netizen's statement. Even if I lose the lawsuit, I will pay for reputational damage, then I will pay for it, what's the big deal?"
Gill took a deep look at him, and then said, "This matter may be more serious than you think. If Barcelona really paid consulting fees to the referee committee, then many of La Liga's game results over the years will have to be re-examined. Do you know what this means?"
Zhang Kuang said, "Meaning that Real Madrid may have a few more league titles?"
Gill was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "No, it means the loss of goodwill in the La Liga league, it means that La Liga in the second largest league may face decline, it means that you have offended the entire La Liga, and it also means that you have stirred up a hornet's nest."