Chapter 502: Golden Ball
It is unprecedented for Pele to directly direct the topic to this year's Golden Ball winner. The old football king obviously likes Qin Hu very much.
Off the court, since the king of football had invited him, Qin Hu naturally had no reason to put on airs and refuse to go up. He finally shook Lin Lan's hand, stood up and walked up to the podium.
"Wow~"
Applause rang out from the audience. The players looked at the protagonists of a few nights with envy in their eyes, while the coaches' eyes were full of desire. There was no one who did not want to have a player like Qin Hu. His high efficiency and comprehensiveness were suitable for almost any team.
As for the audience, they were naturally there to watch the fun. Qin Hu's performance throughout the season and the first half could be called superstar level, and he deserved the award.
"Hello~"
Smiling, he extended his hand to Qin Hu. This was not the first time that Bailey and Qin Hu met. He was invited as a special guest in a previous talk show. However, even he who was extremely optimistic about Qin Hu's future could not have imagined that Qin Hu could achieve such results in his first season in the top five leagues.
"Hello sir."
Qin Hu shook hands with Pele with a smile, and was full of respect for this old senior. Compared with Maradona, who had a very bohemian style of Argentine, Pele could be said to be a football king who was more in line with Chinese values. Coupled with his amiable face, he was more popular in China than Maradona.
“Haha, come on Qin, stand here.”
Giving up the C position directly, Pele stood aside with his Golden Ball Award. He looked at the burly Qin Hu in front of him with admiration in his eyes.
“This is your place.”
"No no no this is yours."
The two of them were so polite and courteous to each other on the stage that everyone in the audience couldn't help but smile knowingly. Finally, the host came out and signaled that it was Qin Hu's turn to stand in the C position.
"Before last season, when Qin Hu's name was mentioned, many people might have questions: Who is he? Where is he from? Why would someone mention him?"
Picking up the award speech in his hand, the host began to read it facing the camera.
"But now, I think everyone knows his name. There is a poem in Qin's hometown that can best describe his current popularity - Who in the world does not know you?"
This poem was recited at a slow pace. Obviously, as the first Chinese player to win the Golden Ball, FIFA has begun to actively show goodwill to Chinese fans as the Chinese market has become increasingly attractive.
After the on-site translator translated this poem to the audience, the host smiled and spoke a few words to Qin Hu in Chinese. The main content was very simple. Hello, Qin Hu, Congratulations and words such as Overlord were read out by the host in Chinese with a slight Northeastern accent.
Qin Hu, who was standing aside, naturally responded in Chinese. It was something to be proud of to be able to speak his native language on such a stage and have everyone listen attentively.
At the end, the host finally got to the point.
"Well, having said all that, I still have to announce a result that everyone already knows in advance."
Picking up a golden card, the smiling beautiful host coughed twice and began to read.
"The winner of the 2013 FIFA Ballon d'Or is Qin Hu!!!"
"Wow~"
Pele, who was standing aside, applauded first, and the coaches and players off the field also congratulated Qin Hu. The dust settled, and the era of Messi and Ronaldo monopolizing the Golden Ball began with Kaka and ended with Qin Hu.
"In addition, the Silver Ball winner - Cristiano Ronaldo, the Bronze Ball winner - Leo Messi, and then the names of the second and third places were announced. Messi and Ronaldo appeared below Qin Hu."
As their names were read out, Messi and Ronaldo came on stage, Qin Hu stood in the center, and the two of them served as foils, one on the left and one on the right. Zidane and Ballack also took the Silver Ball and Bronze Ball awards and came on stage. As Messi received the Bronze Ball from Ballack and Ronaldo received the Silver Ball from Zidane, they were signaled to leave the stage without even making a speech. There was only one stage, which had to be reserved for the center, and they could only serve as foils.
"Well, now please invite the King of Football, Pele, to present the award to Qin Hu!"
After taking photos with Melo, Qin Hu stayed alone in the center of the stage. Pele, who was standing next to him, had already quietly won this year's Golden Ball Award. After the host spoke, the amiable king of football once again walked towards Qin Hu.
"Congratulations, Mr. Golden Ball!"
Pele solemnly handed the Golden Globe to Qin Hu, and he and Qin Hu looked at the camera and smiled.
"Thank you!"
Flash lights began to go off wildly, and thunderous applause rang out again. As the screen behind the two people continued to play the images of Qin Hu standing in the C position and holding up one trophy after another last season and the first half of this season, the atmosphere of this award ceremony finally reached its climax.
"Qin, say a few words."
The microphone was handed to Qin Hu. He looked tall and handsome in his neat suit, and his powerful muscles made him look very domineering. Especially after he took the Golden Globe Award in his hand and kissed it gently, the cautiousness of a young man completely disappeared, and was replaced by an extremely strong self-confidence.
"Ok."
Looking up at the camera, Qin Hu's eyes were full of joy.
"Winning the Ballon d'Or is a huge motivation for me, because this golden football trophy is an honor that I could only see in my dreams, and now it appears in my hands so realistically."
After exchanging a glance with Ferguson in the audience, Qin Hu began to express his gratitude to the old coach.
"The first person I want to thank is my coach, Mr. Ferguson. It was he who gave me the opportunity to join such a great team as Manchester United. It was also he who helped me adapt to the intensity of the top league as quickly as possible. I learned a lot from him."
The camera zooms in on Ferguson's face as Qin Hu speaks. Ferguson, who looks energetic, smiles with satisfaction and nods to Qin Hu.
"The second is my teammates. They have helped me win one championship trophy after another. Without them, I would never have been able to do this alone."
Van Persie, Carrick and others appeared in the camera. They grinned and gave Qin Hu a thumbs-up. It was obvious that Qin Hu's words were very useful to these powerful players.
"Also my family, my girlfriend Lin Lan, my adoptive father Qin Jun and my first coach Li Xiang, they are all indispensable to my football career. Without them, I might not have started my career as a professional footballer."
Qin Hu's life story has been reported countless times by reporters and media. Born in an orphanage, his football career has been quite bumpy. It is indeed not easy for him to get to where he is today. Everyone also applauded Qin Hu's family.
"Finally, I want to thank all the fans who support me the most. It is your support that gives me strength. It is your shouts and cheers that give me strength in every game and every final, allowing me to help the team score goals and win again and again. I hope you can continue to support me and my team in the future!"
Qin Hu showed the camera his standard smile of a sunny and cheerful big boy, and nodded to the host before being allowed to walk off the stage.
Qin Hu no longer remembered the speech made by the host announcing the end of the award ceremony. All he had eyes for was the brand new Golden Ball in front of him. This award, which represented the highest honor for a player, was finally bestowed upon him.
The surging emotions were far more ferocious than people imagined, and Qin Hu obviously needed some time to digest them...
Happy Dragon Boat Festival, brothers!
(End of this chapter)
It is unprecedented for Pele to directly direct the topic to this year's Golden Ball winner. The old football king obviously likes Qin Hu very much.
Off the court, since the king of football had invited him, Qin Hu naturally had no reason to put on airs and refuse to go up. He finally shook Lin Lan's hand, stood up and walked up to the podium.
"Wow~"
Applause rang out from the audience. The players looked at the protagonists of a few nights with envy in their eyes, while the coaches' eyes were full of desire. There was no one who did not want to have a player like Qin Hu. His high efficiency and comprehensiveness were suitable for almost any team.
As for the audience, they were naturally there to watch the fun. Qin Hu's performance throughout the season and the first half could be called superstar level, and he deserved the award.
"Hello~"
Smiling, he extended his hand to Qin Hu. This was not the first time that Bailey and Qin Hu met. He was invited as a special guest in a previous talk show. However, even he who was extremely optimistic about Qin Hu's future could not have imagined that Qin Hu could achieve such results in his first season in the top five leagues.
"Hello sir."
Qin Hu shook hands with Pele with a smile, and was full of respect for this old senior. Compared with Maradona, who had a very bohemian style of Argentine, Pele could be said to be a football king who was more in line with Chinese values. Coupled with his amiable face, he was more popular in China than Maradona.
“Haha, come on Qin, stand here.”
Giving up the C position directly, Pele stood aside with his Golden Ball Award. He looked at the burly Qin Hu in front of him with admiration in his eyes.
“This is your place.”
"No no no this is yours."
The two of them were so polite and courteous to each other on the stage that everyone in the audience couldn't help but smile knowingly. Finally, the host came out and signaled that it was Qin Hu's turn to stand in the C position.
"Before last season, when Qin Hu's name was mentioned, many people might have questions: Who is he? Where is he from? Why would someone mention him?"
Picking up the award speech in his hand, the host began to read it facing the camera.
"But now, I think everyone knows his name. There is a poem in Qin's hometown that can best describe his current popularity - Who in the world does not know you?"
This poem was recited at a slow pace. Obviously, as the first Chinese player to win the Golden Ball, FIFA has begun to actively show goodwill to Chinese fans as the Chinese market has become increasingly attractive.
After the on-site translator translated this poem to the audience, the host smiled and spoke a few words to Qin Hu in Chinese. The main content was very simple. Hello, Qin Hu, Congratulations and words such as Overlord were read out by the host in Chinese with a slight Northeastern accent.
Qin Hu, who was standing aside, naturally responded in Chinese. It was something to be proud of to be able to speak his native language on such a stage and have everyone listen attentively.
At the end, the host finally got to the point.
"Well, having said all that, I still have to announce a result that everyone already knows in advance."
Picking up a golden card, the smiling beautiful host coughed twice and began to read.
"The winner of the 2013 FIFA Ballon d'Or is Qin Hu!!!"
"Wow~"
Pele, who was standing aside, applauded first, and the coaches and players off the field also congratulated Qin Hu. The dust settled, and the era of Messi and Ronaldo monopolizing the Golden Ball began with Kaka and ended with Qin Hu.
"In addition, the Silver Ball winner - Cristiano Ronaldo, the Bronze Ball winner - Leo Messi, and then the names of the second and third places were announced. Messi and Ronaldo appeared below Qin Hu."
As their names were read out, Messi and Ronaldo came on stage, Qin Hu stood in the center, and the two of them served as foils, one on the left and one on the right. Zidane and Ballack also took the Silver Ball and Bronze Ball awards and came on stage. As Messi received the Bronze Ball from Ballack and Ronaldo received the Silver Ball from Zidane, they were signaled to leave the stage without even making a speech. There was only one stage, which had to be reserved for the center, and they could only serve as foils.
"Well, now please invite the King of Football, Pele, to present the award to Qin Hu!"
After taking photos with Melo, Qin Hu stayed alone in the center of the stage. Pele, who was standing next to him, had already quietly won this year's Golden Ball Award. After the host spoke, the amiable king of football once again walked towards Qin Hu.
"Congratulations, Mr. Golden Ball!"
Pele solemnly handed the Golden Globe to Qin Hu, and he and Qin Hu looked at the camera and smiled.
"Thank you!"
Flash lights began to go off wildly, and thunderous applause rang out again. As the screen behind the two people continued to play the images of Qin Hu standing in the C position and holding up one trophy after another last season and the first half of this season, the atmosphere of this award ceremony finally reached its climax.
"Qin, say a few words."
The microphone was handed to Qin Hu. He looked tall and handsome in his neat suit, and his powerful muscles made him look very domineering. Especially after he took the Golden Globe Award in his hand and kissed it gently, the cautiousness of a young man completely disappeared, and was replaced by an extremely strong self-confidence.
"Ok."
Looking up at the camera, Qin Hu's eyes were full of joy.
"Winning the Ballon d'Or is a huge motivation for me, because this golden football trophy is an honor that I could only see in my dreams, and now it appears in my hands so realistically."
After exchanging a glance with Ferguson in the audience, Qin Hu began to express his gratitude to the old coach.
"The first person I want to thank is my coach, Mr. Ferguson. It was he who gave me the opportunity to join such a great team as Manchester United. It was also he who helped me adapt to the intensity of the top league as quickly as possible. I learned a lot from him."
The camera zooms in on Ferguson's face as Qin Hu speaks. Ferguson, who looks energetic, smiles with satisfaction and nods to Qin Hu.
"The second is my teammates. They have helped me win one championship trophy after another. Without them, I would never have been able to do this alone."
Van Persie, Carrick and others appeared in the camera. They grinned and gave Qin Hu a thumbs-up. It was obvious that Qin Hu's words were very useful to these powerful players.
"Also my family, my girlfriend Lin Lan, my adoptive father Qin Jun and my first coach Li Xiang, they are all indispensable to my football career. Without them, I might not have started my career as a professional footballer."
Qin Hu's life story has been reported countless times by reporters and media. Born in an orphanage, his football career has been quite bumpy. It is indeed not easy for him to get to where he is today. Everyone also applauded Qin Hu's family.
"Finally, I want to thank all the fans who support me the most. It is your support that gives me strength. It is your shouts and cheers that give me strength in every game and every final, allowing me to help the team score goals and win again and again. I hope you can continue to support me and my team in the future!"
Qin Hu showed the camera his standard smile of a sunny and cheerful big boy, and nodded to the host before being allowed to walk off the stage.
Qin Hu no longer remembered the speech made by the host announcing the end of the award ceremony. All he had eyes for was the brand new Golden Ball in front of him. This award, which represented the highest honor for a player, was finally bestowed upon him.
The surging emotions were far more ferocious than people imagined, and Qin Hu obviously needed some time to digest them...
Happy Dragon Boat Festival, brothers!
(End of this chapter)
