The street lights are red.
The ground lights next to the red carpet are white.
The entrance to the Eiffel Tower is decorated as an Avenue of Stars.
Fans held up posters of the stars they supported across the police cordon.
The media reporters set up their cameras, stamped their feet from time to time, rubbed their hands to keep warm, and stared at the end of the street.
The group of Barcelona executives gathered on the edge of the red carpet were almost ignored.
On such an occasion, there are four top managers from all over Europe who would love to bring their families to join in the fun, no matter that the organizers have only reserved a few admission places.
Barcelona coach Bartomeu raised his glasses frames and waved to the fans from time to time.
A group of Barcelona executives stood with him at the door for 53 minutes
As well as relatives and family members of high-level officials, there are a total of seventy or eighty people.
This happens every year.
Oriental fans jokingly called it: "A group of people who came here to steal the camera."
As time goes by, it gets colder and colder.
Soon, the second club also brought their families to "steal the spotlight."
The media and fans scoffed.
Don't block us from watching the stars walk the red carpet.
Wuyang Wuyang has two or three hundred people?
The security personnel looked disgusted.
In 2017, only about 40 "theater-style" seats were reserved at the main venue for the awards ceremony.
suddenly.
Several commercial vehicles came quickly.
There was a landslide and tsunami of cheers on both sides of the red carpet.
"Messi!!!"
"Cristiano!!!"
"Buffon!!!"
Messi and Ronaldo led the top 20 candidates for the Ballon d'Or on the red carpet.
They are all in suits and leather shoes.
Messi is still unshaven and wearing a gray tie.
Ronaldo has a smile on his face, wearing a dark blue suit and a black star-patterned butterfly tie.
Buffon is the simplest, wearing a white shirt with two rows of buttons unbuttoned under a burgundy suit.
It was a star-studded event, with superstars from the five major leagues appearing one after another.
The spotlight flashed crazily.
Fans excitedly waved posters and signs.
The surging enthusiasm drove away the chill.
gradually.
Always feel like something is missing?
Where is Li Kang?
Mixed interview area.
The stars slowed down, and the media reporters were like a group of pirates surrounding and annihilating merchant ships.
The battlefield was quickly divided.
Messi seemed to be in a good mood. When he took a photo with the hot female emcee, he did not look away, deliberately distanced himself, and stretched his arms tightly to the outside of his thighs.
When facing the camera, he couldn't help but smile shyly.
"Where did Li go? I don't know."
"There is occasional contact."
"Well I've messaged him before but he ignored me."
the other side.
The questions Ronaldo faced from the media were quite sharp.
A reporter asked: "Messi has scored 17 goals and provided 6 assists in 16 rounds of the league, and you"
So cunning.
The colleagues applauded secretly in their hearts and couldn't help but want to give a thumbs up.
His eyes were filled with anticipation, trying hard to capture the micro-expressions on the face of the Real Madrid superstar.
The smile on Ronaldo's face immediately faded.
"Tonight is the Golden Globe Awards ceremony, you should be more concerned about other issues."
The reporters were slightly disappointed and then asked: "Do you think you can win the Golden Globe Award tonight?"
Cristiano Ronaldo was stunned for two seconds, hesitant and said in a stiff tone: "Someone's performance is a little bit better than mine this year, a little bit."
Just finished speaking.
The arrogance of "I am the first, second, and third in the world" quickly returned to his face.
Bang bang bang!
Thunderous applause.
Media reporters all lamented: To say this from the Real Madrid superstar would be even more uncomfortable than killing him!
in this joyful atmosphere.
Ronaldo finally smiled in relief and shook his head.
The camera turns again.
Buffon, Morata, Kante, Hazard and others were chatting and laughing with reporters.
"We really don't know where Lee is."
"He came to Paris a day before us."
"There is room for free creation, and you can arrange it as much as you like: for example, which girl did he go on a date with?"
Everyone laughed.
Reporters obviously did not believe Buffon's ridicule.
Even the Sun Newspaper, which was keeping watch day and night, couldn't dig out Li's relationship!
Before the "Golden Globe" and "World Footballer" were separated, "France Football" silently studied FIFA's "Hollywood-style" awards ceremony.
This year.
"France Football" decided to up its game, shrink the venue, and keep the big scenes on location!
"CTV5, CTV5, good evening, viewers."
"Now the live broadcast for you is the 2017 Golden Globe Awards Ceremony!"
"Tonight, the Eiffel Tower will witness the birth of Mr. Golden Ball!"
The camera slowly swept across the theater-style auditorium, but there was still no sign of Li Kang.
Barrage flying.
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[Li Mingdeng doesn’t know how to poop! 】
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【My wife is giving birth? 】
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[Or is it that he had a falling out with "France Football"? Refuse to attend the award ceremony! 】
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[It is possible that in last year’s European Cup, Li Poleon shocked France and destroyed the entire plantation with one sword. 】
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【Do you want a golden ball or not? Why? Where's the golden ball? Gone too! 】
Awards venue.
The lights suddenly dimmed.
A tall figure stepped onto the main stage.
Gray-haired David Ginola.
The French football legend, whose appearance when he was young was ranked at the forefront of "Handsome Guys in Football History" by European fans.
Ginola made a brief opening statement in French.
Immediately afterwards.
Another fat figure appeared on the main stage.
Da Luo.
The scene suddenly burst into bursts of applause.
The two football legends began to chat.
Ginola asked: "Ronaldo, has Paris left you with any unforgettable memories?"
Ronaldo's smile was a little bitter: "The 1998 World Cup in France, that final."
"I've had weddings in Paris, and divorces."
"Well, the story begins with a beautiful night about me."
Jinola quickly interrupted and changed the subject: "Who do you personally think is the best of the year?"
Da Luo spread his chubby arms and said with a smile: "Do you still need me to tell you?"
The lights dim again.
The large LED screen on the side stage began to play the wonderful moments of the top 20 Golden Balls.
"Tenth place"
"The third super shooter in the 21st century to score more than 55 goals in a single calendar year!"
"He is the first man to "suppress Melo in a single calendar year" since 2009!"
"Six hat-tricks in the Premier League!"
"The five major European leagues, the top scorer in 2017!"
"Kane!"
"Ninth Place"
"The annual shot conversion rate is the highest, and the average goal efficiency per game is the highest."
"A truly super all-around scoring machine!"
"Levan!"
"Sixth Place"
"The five major European leagues, the assist king in 2017!"
"The annual threat conversion rate is the highest, and the average assist efficiency per game is the highest."
"A hat-trick of four assists in the Premier League."
"Morata!"
"the fifth place"
"The midfield commander of the Galaxy Battleship and the Grid Army!"
"Master model!"
"Modric!"
The screen suddenly paused when the fourth-placed Buffon was introduced.
Immediately afterwards.
The wonderful moments of Li Kang, Messi, and Ronaldo are played alternately.
The Golden Ball winner will be born among the three.
The guests at the meeting have not yet reacted.
Suddenly there were bursts of explosions in my ears.
All of a sudden, they all turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows!
Fireworks were lit in the Champ de Mars.
Colorful lights illuminate the Eiffel Tower.
The location photographer took a helicopter and focused the camera on the top of the tower.
The audience in front of the TV vaguely saw: a figure standing in the brightest place on the top of the tower.
The camera slowly zooms in.
Back view.
It's a back view.
"2017 Golden Globe winner, Li Kang!"
Fireworks are at their peak.
Li Kang turned around with Jin Qiu and stood on the top of the tower, overlooking Europe.
