The silver Big-Eared Cup was lifted high.

As the captain of Real Madrid, Casillas successfully lifted his second Champions League trophy in his captaincy.

At this moment, both Casillas and everyone else were incredibly excited.

Consecutive Champions League titles!

What a great honor this was, and now, after a tough season, they had finally accomplished this feat.

"Drink! Drink!"

"Party! Party!"

In the locker room, Suker waved his jersey, his face full of excitement.

Compared to usual, Suker seemed even more excited, even though this was his fourth Champions League title, this season was not ordinary.

In the past, Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo had always been a huge weight on Suker's mind.

This was also the goal he had been fighting for!

And now, he had finally defeated them in Messi's most peak season and won the Champions League.

It could be said that the mission for this season was successfully completed, which was why Suker was particularly happy.

"No one wants to run today! Everyone drink!"

The club had decided to stay in Munich for one night for a simple celebration, and after returning to Madrid, they would proceed directly with the championship parade.

Looking at Suker's excited appearance, everyone else also smiled.

Although the European Cup was approaching, one day of indulgence was still acceptable.

What's more, their nerves, which had been tense for a season, also needed to be relaxed, and appropriate relaxation was beneficial for maintaining their State.

Therefore, when the match ended, Suker also declined most of the interview invitations and went straight to the celebration venue with the team.

Suker didn't even change out of his jersey; he was already impatient to celebrate.

In the evening, at a hotel in Munich.

The Real Madrid players were clinking glasses and having a lively time.

Suker was not the kind of person who liked to drink; drinking contests were more for intimidating others.

But this time, Suker actively sought out people to drink with and did not use a State Recovery Card.

He was genuinely happy!

Suker's actual alcohol tolerance was quite good, but because he drank too quickly, he was already drunk before Florentino came over to speak.

"Champion~~~ I'm the champion~~~ Hiccup!"

Suker was practically lying on the table, sleeping soundly.

Kaka and Srna, who were next to him, looked at Suker and couldn't help but smile.

"This is the first time I've seen Suker like this!"

Kaka turned his head and said.

In his impression, Suker always maintained his composure, never overindulging in alcohol, and was very disciplined.

He was even disciplined to an excessive degree.

In response, Srna sighed softly, "Actually, Suker used to be like this. I mean, in his first season at Dinamo Zagreb, Suker and all of us were like this."

"But after entering the second season, Suker suddenly changed. We don't know why, but he seemed to become very urgent, as if he had to achieve some goal. We don't know what Suker's goal was, but we did our best to help him!"

After a pause, Srna smiled and said, "Now he looks more in line with his true personality. The previous Suker was more like a champion machine!"

"A champion machine?" Kaka was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but smile; "A very apt analogy!"

"Perhaps Messi put a lot of pressure on him this season, and not just in the League, but also in the Champions League. It's hard to imagine how this guy got through it." Kaka sighed; "The more I think about it, the more amazing it seems."

"Suker?" Srna asked.

Kaka nodded; "Exactly! Don't you feel that way?"

Srna smiled: "Of course I do, but I hope he can slow down and enjoy the fun of football."

After a pause, Srna grinned; "Actually, besides Suker and Modrić, many of us were dragged along by these two guys!"

"Dragged along?" Kaka was puzzled.

Srna nodded and sighed: "As professionals, of course we thought about joining a Big Five Leagues team and making a lot of money! But it was just an unrealistic dream. Maybe a small number of people would achieve it, but I didn't feel qualified at all back then."

"But from the second season at Dinamo Zagreb, after we played in the Champions League, everything changed!"

"To put it simply, that Champions League run was Suker and Modrić carrying us into the main draw, including the knockout rounds, but precisely because we experienced that, we also became different. If it weren't for these two guys, I don't know if I would still be playing for Real Madrid, but it certainly wouldn't be like it is now!"

Srna turned to look at Suker: "So, this guy played an extremely important role in the professional careers of me and them."

Kaka was about to speak when Suker suddenly sat up straight, a movement that startled him.

Suker's previously hazy eyes gradually cleared.

A championship celebration, how could it end so hastily!

Round two begins!

Suker started looking for drinks. He poured a glass for himself, then poured drinks for Srna and Kaka.

"Don't tell me Christians can't drink. I've looked into it; except for the high-ranking church officials, ordinary congregants can drink." Suker raised his glass to himself; "I'm happy today, so drink!"

With that, Suker gulped down another glass of wine.

Kaka was somewhat astonished, but it was rare to see Suker so happy, so he decided to go all out with him.

Srna, who was beside him, also stopped avoiding the drinks. He knew Suker rarely indulged himself like this; he was genuinely too happy.

If he still avoided drinks at this time, it would be too much of a buzzkill.

Suker began to enter combat mode again. Suker drank exceptionally unrestrainedly that night.

The pressure in his heart dissipated completely. Although it wasn't a life goal, he had completed a major phased goal, and this was not a small stimulation for Suker.

All of this meant that Suker's previous efforts had not been in vain.

After a night of heavy drinking, only Suker got drunk, but with the State Recovery Card, Suker was perfectly fine and slept very soundly.

The club also issued an order. Since there was going to be a championship parade, to avoid a repeat of the previous farce, they could only let the players drink less.

Moreover, with the European Cup approaching, they also chose not to drink too much.

The next day, the entire Real Madrid team woke up early. Suker took a shower and appeared in the cafeteria feeling refreshed.

Looking at Suker, everyone couldn't help but marvel at Suker's alcohol tolerance.

Yesterday, Suker might have been out of form and was drunk several times, but he always managed to get up and continue fighting.

However, precisely because of this, the atmosphere of the party was very strong.

And the next day, Suker was as if nothing had happened, which made them admire his physical fitness.

Upon arrival in Madrid, the entire city was already in a frenzy.

Especially the fans who came to pick them up at the airport, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Looking down from the second floor of the airport, there were dense crowds of people, and huge waving flags fluttered in the wind, full of momentum.

At least tens of thousands of Real Madrid fans had gathered here, and even more were gathered in the city.

"Gentlemen, the celebration has begun!"

Mourinho shouted loudly.

Following the shouts, the players climbed onto the exclusive celebration parade bus. They held up the Champions League trophy from the open roof, displaying it to the fans.

Instantly, cheers of 'Real Madrid is the Champion' rose and fell.

In the back seat of the parade bus, Suker, Srna, Pepe, and Ramos sat together.

They occasionally waved to the fans on both sides and chatted.

"The European Cup is coming soon!"

"Let's take down Spain in this European Cup!"

Suker said.

Srna, who was beside him, nodded; "They're the strongest, let's take them down first!"

"Why are we the strongest?" Ramos turned his head; "You're still the defending European Cup champions, so if anyone's getting taken down, it's you!"

"You're World Cup champions, the European Cup is worth nothing!"

Suker said with a laugh.

Like the World Cup, all teams are eyeing the strong teams with greedy eyes, wanting to take a bite out of them.

Three points are not guaranteed, but they will try every means to get one point.

As the saying goes, the nail that sticks out gets hammered. Any champion team that is overly hyped will face a 'hot favorite will die' situation under public opinion and certain interferences.

Therefore, what needs to be done at this time is to keep a low profile!

"You guys don't need to argue!" Pepe said irritably; "Croatia, Spain, and Germany, these three teams are in a League of their own in the entire Champions League."

"Especially Croatia!" Ramos suddenly sighed, "They are so strong this year!"

Suker: "We are not strong!"

Srna: "We are nothing!"

Don't jinx us!

"Bullshit!" Pepe said irritably; "You are already the world's number one in the FIFA National Team rankings!"

In the latest FIFA National Team rankings, Croatia successfully defeated Spain to become the top-ranked National Team.

But this is also understandable; Croatia's current lineup is terrifyingly strong.

Their front line consists of Suker, Mandžukić, and Perisic.

One is currently the strongest active striker!

The other is Bayern Munich's starting center forward!

The last one, Perisic, is now also a double champion in the Bundesliga and the German Cup, and a starting Main force for Borussia Dortmund.

In terms of midfield, there are Vukojević, Modrić, and Rakitić.

Vukojević is also a key defensive midfielder for Bayern Munich, and a single pivot, with very strong defensive capabilities.

In fact, to some extent, he is hailed as the current world's number one defensive midfielder.

Rakitić is the midfield core of Sevilla in La Liga.

Modrić is the midfield core of Premier League giants Manchester United.

Two core players + one beastly midfielder.

This midfield lineup is hair-raising; other teams don't even have two single pivots, but Croatia already has two.

Although the defensive line has just undergone a reorganization, Vida and Lovren are not as well-known, but they are stable enough.

And there's Srna, the full-back, to manage the overall situation.

The new and old combined defensive line shows even more vitality.

It can be said that this Croatia team is both stable and energetic; just looking at the lineup is indeed a headache.

Although Suker and Srna vehemently denied it, the lineup is right there; you are the world's number one, you are the hot favorite.

If you don't die, who will?

After parading around Madrid, the parade bus returned to Bernabéu Stadium.

Here, Casillas and the Real Madrid players, wearing T-shirts with the 'Champions League Consecutive Wins' logo, once again lifted the championship trophy.

At this moment, they celebrated the championship with their fans.

The atmosphere throughout Madrid also became incredibly lively.

The championship parade ended, and some fans who were reluctant to leave also played for a while, interacting with the live DJ.

As for the players, they gathered for a final time at the training base, then dispersed.

"Are you ready?" Srna walked into Suker's villa.

The first thing that caught his eye was the large and small bags at the door, a total of four suitcases, and several backpacks.

Suker used to travel light, adhering to the principle of buying whatever he needed.

But now he couldn't; he had a child, and the things the child used were very important, so he tried to bring things that had been used before.

"Ready!"

Suker wiped the sweat from his forehead. He took Sukic from Zorancic's hand, holding the little guy with one arm, and then left.

Due to the excessive luggage, Zorancic specifically called a commercial vehicle. The group of four took the commercial vehicle to Madrid Airport, then boarded Suker's private plane to Zagreb, the Capital of Croatia.

Zagreb, a welfare home in the suburbs.

The entire welfare home was not large, but it was very exquisite. One could see many children chasing and playing in the yard, their joyful laughter becoming even more heartwarming under the summer sun.

Inside the welfare home director's office, Father Dikamoki, dressed in a priest's robe, looked at Sukic in Suker's arms. He clasped his hands together, muttering, "He is a gift from God to Suker, praise the Lord!". (OMG we have seen him since chapter 200s lmao).

Suker didn't take it seriously; this was the result of his own hard work, what did it have to do with God?

"I heard about Sukic from the media, you can't imagine how happy I was." Father Dikamoki smiled, his expression a bit downcast, "If the Old Director knew, that would be great!"

Two years ago, the Old Director had already passed away.

The Old Director's biggest wish was to see the children who came out of the orphanage settle down, start families, and build their own happy homes.

And now, Suker had a child, but the Old Director would never see it.

Suker's eyes also held a hint of sadness.

But there was nothing to be done about birth, old age, sickness, and death.

Living a hundred years, while a beautiful wish, the Old Director had passed away peacefully in his sleep, without pain or illness, which could be considered a blessing for a good person.

"Is there still no news from the others?" Suker asked.

Father Dikamoki shook his head; "No news, but as long as they are doing well, it doesn't matter whether they come back or not!"

Suker: "You're becoming more and more like the Old Director!"

"Am I?" Father Dikamoki smiled slightly: "I feel pretty good about it."

Father Dikamoki got up and opened the window. Sunlight streamed in, and the joyous laughter of the children chasing and playing in the yard became even clearer.

"Being here, watching them grow day by day, is also a very happy thing."

"Oh, right!" Father Dikamoki turned to Suker and said, "Thank you for helping us with educational resources!"

Suker used his connections and funded the construction of a school next to the welfare home.

The school is managed by the Croatian government, and students from the welfare home can attend advanced courses for free until graduation, essentially allowing them to study until adulthood.

Coupled with Suker's subsidies to the welfare home, this welfare home is considered one of the best in all of Croatia.

"That's nothing!" Suker waved his hand.

Suker believed in giving back as much as he could, and his current financial resources already met these conditions, so he didn't think it was a big deal.

Speaking of which, Suker got up and said, "I only have one day off. I still need to go to Aunt Betty's place later. Concentrated training starts tomorrow, so I'll be leaving now!"

Father Dikamoki smiled and nodded; "The Lord will bless…"

Suker waved his hand; "You'd better bless me!"

Hearing this, Father Dikamoki smiled and nodded, "Alright, as a friend, I sincerely hope you can achieve good results!"

Suker raised an eyebrow: "Our goal is to be Champions!"

Father Dikamoki smiled; "I believe you!"

Suker smiled and waved, carrying Sukic as he left.

Along the way, the children of the welfare home all stared at Sukic with envious eyes.

They stood in the shade of distant trees, like little beasts.

For them, the unattainable luxury was something Sukic could easily obtain.

And more than twenty years ago, Suker was one of them!

"Dad! They are so pitiful!"

Sukic whispered.

Suker didn't answer. He carried Sukic out of the welfare home and drove away.

When they arrived at Aunt Betty's house, Aunt Betty, upon seeing Sukic, immediately acted like a grandmother.

Suker felt that all grandmothers in the world were the same: they kept stuffing food into children.

Sukic's small belly was already round from being stuffed, and she was still putting more in.

While stuffing, she said with concern:

"He's so thin at such a young age, how could you be his father?"

Suker grinned: "He's thin from playing football!"

"Then he needs even more nutrition!" Aunt Betty glared; "Do you want him to be short like you?"

Suker was instantly struck by lightning.

Is she playing favorites with the next generation here?

His embarrassing past was being exposed!

Suker was a bit depressed. Unable to retort to Aunt Betty, he could only vent his frustration on Bešić.

Bešić was holding a newspaper and reading.

"Stop reading. You've been reading for over half an hour. Does it still say what tactics Spain will use?"

Bešić put down the newspaper; "It doesn't say what tactics Spain will use, but it says you were carried back during your championship celebration."

Suker couldn't help but grin.

"I have good physical fitness!"

Bešić smiled; he didn't scold Suker either.

He understood Suker well; Suker wasn't someone who didn't know how to act appropriately. If he was so happy, there must have been something good.

Moreover, as Suker said, alcohol couldn't affect Suker, not to mention it was just an occasional indulgence.

"Training starts tomorrow, then a week after that, we'll head to Poland!"

The 2012 European Cup was co-hosted by Poland and Ukraine, with matches held in these two neighboring countries.