Chapter 419: New life
After the awards ceremony, Wang Feng accepted interviews from reporters. He said, "I'm truly very happy to have won this gold medal. Our efforts and hard work over these many days have not been in vain."
"This honor belongs to everyone. Without their hard work, there wouldn't have been this final victory. Everyone performed exceptionally well."
"To be honest, I'm eager to continue expressing my excitement to you all and answering related questions, but I must leave now. I need to rush back to my wife's side. As you know, our first child is about to be born."
With that said, Wang Feng left the interview area without looking back. He had already booked a flight straight to Madrid later tonight and wouldn't be attending any further celebrations with the national team.
Though it was regrettable, both the team leader and teammates expressed understanding. "This medal is the best gift you could give to your child," Dong Fangzhuo said with a smile. "When I return to Europe, I'll definitely visit to see the lovely little baby."
Li Weifeng was concerned about his injury, but Wang Feng insisted it was nothing serious. He would get it checked out after returning to Madrid, and with his super recovery ability, he would probably be completely healed by the time they reached Spain.
Both head coaches gave interviews to the media. China's head coach, Ying Tiesheng, said the gold medal was the best explanation to the national fans, and they had successfully completed their mission.
"Wang Feng deserves the most credit. Although I've heard of his miraculous performances many times, I was still amazed when coaching him firsthand."
"Both technically and physically, he's at the top level. What's even more important is his leadership role. Both on the field and during training, Wang Feng is the hardest-working player, constantly influencing others."
Argentine head coach Sergio Batista felt it was a great pity that the team lost. They had absolute superiority during the match, but the presence of a super superstar changed everything.
"Wang Feng has been dominating European football for a long time. His magic lies in his ability to completely change a team's competitiveness, which reminds me of the scene when Maradona joined Napoli."
"Obviously, what Wang Feng did was even more exaggerated. Frankly, without him, even if the Chinese team could pass the group stage, they wouldn't have been able to overcome Italy."
"Of course, our players could have performed better. Messi, Aguero, and Icardi are all very promising talents. I look forward to their growth."
The Chinese national team won the Olympic gold medal, achieving the best historical result for Chinese and even Asian football! This news was widely reported by media outlets worldwide, and everyone was amazed by this dark horse miracle.
Even though two years ago, China made it to the semifinals of the World Cup, with world-class stars like Wang Feng and Dong Fangzhuo in the team, no one could have imagined they would eventually become champions.
They were the hosts, yet they didn't receive any special treatment. The most direct evidence was that throughout the tournament, the Chinese team didn't receive a single penalty kick. Therefore, they solely relied on their strength to progress step by step to the end.
European powerhouses like Belgium, Italy, Nigeria, and almost an all-star Argentina team were defeated by the Chinese team on their way to the top, showing that their opponents were far from ordinary.
The Associated Press commented that this victory belonged to the Chinese people. This Olympic Games showcased the monumental development of the country to the world, and ending it with a football gold medal made it even more perfect.
"Wang Feng was the brightest star of the event. Through the Olympic Games platform, his global influence has further increased, reaching an immeasurable level of both athletic and commercial value."
Agence France-Presse congratulated the Chinese team on winning the Olympic gold medal in men's football, achieving a breakthrough for Asian countries in this field. Wang Feng was their guarantee of success.
Reuters also expressed its opinion, stating that this Olympic Games was one of the most successful events in recent years, attracting the attention of the majority of people worldwide.
And Wang Feng leading the Chinese team to create miracles time and time again elevated the attention on men's football to an unprecedented level. It would probably be difficult to surpass in the future.
In Europe, the Spanish newspaper "Marca" was hailed as the "divine newspaper" by everyone because before the final, they were the only ones steadfastly claiming that Wang Feng would win the gold medal.
"It's not miraculous at all, just trust Wang Feng!" said the editor-in-chief of "Marca," Eljiss. Regarding the situation in the new season of La Liga and the Champions League, he bluntly said, "Real Madrid will definitely achieve the three consecutive championships!"
Most rational people still didn't believe it. They could cite many examples to show that this was impossible. Barcelona strengthened with new signings in the league, and Premier League teams were also eyeing the Champions League.
Eljiss sat in his office, disdainfully looking at various media analyses and reports. "They can't even copy homework properly. Well, this is good. Let them analyze peacefully. Let me achieve financial freedom alone!"
Back in Madrid, Wang Feng couldn't afford to rest. He immediately rushed to the private hospital where Lu Yao was. The environment here was top-notch in the whole of Europe, with suite rooms, companion rooms, and dedicated doctors.
Looking at the dusty Wang Feng, Lu Yao felt sorry and said, "Why are you rushing back like this? The family is all here with me, and you're both in a match and injured. Hurry up and rest for a while."
Wang Feng gently stroked Lu Yao's delicate face and said, "For such an important matter, of course, I have to be by your side. It's okay; you know my body well. A little injury has long been healed."
As the two exchanged sweet words, Lu Yao suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She cried and laughed, saying, "It seems like the baby really likes you and can't wait to come out as soon as you're back!"
Wang Feng suddenly felt at a loss, hurriedly calling for the doctor. Watching Lu Yao being pushed into the delivery room, he paced back and forth at the door.
His sister comforted him softly, "Brother, don't be nervous. Yao Yao and the baby will be fine. Sit down and rest for a while; you can't afford to collapse at this time."
Wang Feng nodded, sitting back on the chair, taking deep breaths continuously. At this moment, his mood was even more nervous than when he was waiting for the announcement of the FIFA World Player award for the first time.
After a long time, the doctor finally came out, took off his mask, and smiled, "Everything went smoothly. It's a healthy baby girl, and the mother is also fine. You can go see them now!"
Wang Feng rushed to Lu Yao's bedside, wiping away her sweat gently. Then he looked at the baby, who still had wrinkled skin and hadn't fully opened her eyes.
Lu Yao, with a bitter smile, said, "Feng ge, it's a girl. She won't be able to inherit your football talent!"
Wang Feng laughed heartily, "I like girls anyway. Not playing football is fine too. If she's really interested, she can play women's football." Seeing Lu Yao pouting, he comforted her again, "Let's continue to work hard in the future. Having both sons and daughters is the beauty of life." Lu Yao nodded vigorously.
"Have you named the child?" Lu Yao asked, "Since it's a girl, let's name her Wang Siyao, what do you think?"
"Yeah, it's a very nice name. Let's call her Xiao Lizhi as her nickname. Since both of us like eating lychee," replied Wang Feng.
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