big mouth ball king

Chapter 707 Which onion is Bailey?

"If you don't do what I ask, I will go to the media and say that Giannina is pregnant and you are the father, and I will go to UEFA to sue you."

The threatening voice on the phone is still in my ears.

"Don."

"Don."

The news officer called Tang Zhenglong a few times before pulling him back from his stupor.

"Don, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Tang Zhenglong smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, I have been training too hard recently, and my mind was distracted just now, everyone can ask questions."

A reporter stood up.

"Don, some people say, this is another battle between you and Aguero."

"The so-called another battlefield, the previous battlefield naturally refers to the love scene."

"You won the previous battlefield, so will you be as lucky this time?"

Tang Zhenglong replied with a smile: "I have never relied on luck, but on my strength, no matter which battlefield it is."

"Will you shake hands with Aguero before the game? It is said that he refused, he didn't want to touch your dirty hands."

"I will extend my hand, but whether to shake it or not depends on the attitude of the other party."

"This Madrid derby has attracted the attention of more than 200 countries around the world. The two world champions Maradona and Pele have come to Madrid and they will comment on the ball."

"Thank you, God." Tang Zhenglong was delighted in his heart, worried that there would be no chance to start the conversation, and this guy brought a pillow.

"Wait a minute... What are you talking about? Two big players? I only know one player, and that is Diego Maradona. What the hell is the other one?"

In front of the TV, Maradona was eating an apple with his mouth wide open.

"Haha, get on the road!!"

The reporter was taken aback.

"Pelé, Brazil's football king, Pele, don't tell me you don't know?"

This is as nonsense as those who play basketball don't know about Jordan, and those who drive cars don't know about Schumacher.

Tang Zhenglong nodded, "I know Pele, but is he the king of the ball?"

DUANG!

There was an uproar! !
Then the reporters got excited, Tang Zhenglong was going to make trouble!
What do journalists like best?People who make things happen, so the British journalists love Mourinho so much, and if he is there, there will be meal tickets.

"Don, do you have any opinion on Bailey?"

"No, I just think he is too far behind Diego. There is only one football champion in the 20th century, and that is Diego Maradona."

"Hahaha, well said."

The old horse in front of the TV was out of joy, like a 200-jin child.

"Don, do you have something in Diego's hands?"

"..."

Tang Zhenglong felt that the baby was suffering, but the baby couldn't say it.

"Don, do you have any ulterior motives with Maradona? Pele is obviously better than Maradona, unless you are blind."

"Don, please tell the truth with your conscience."

In front of the TV, Lao Ma took a sip of Feizhai Happy Water with a look of disdain.

"Conscience? Does Tang Zhenglong have this thing?"

The scene was almost out of control, when Tang Zhenglong spoke.

"Maradona played five players in a row in the World Cup. Does Pele have any? Maradona carried Argentina to win the World Cup by himself, while Pele relied on the whole Brazilian team."

"In addition, only I know this. Diego actually has diabetes, which means that he won the World Cup while he was sick."

The old horse glanced at the Coke in his hand, and cursed: "You are sick!!"

Tang Zhenglong couldn't make it up anymore, and he was afraid that he would vomit first if he continued.

"Well, in short, in my heart, Diego is the king of the ball, and no one can compare with him."

******
Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

A group of volunteers wearing yellow vests took to the streets.

A young girl with a ponytail walks into a bar.

"Take a few minutes for everyone, my name is Madeleine."

Since it was a beautiful girl who spoke, everyone was still saving face and cast enthusiastic glances one after another.

Madeleine took out a mugshot, and the person on it had a sultry look on her face.

"Everyone can see clearly that this man is Tang Zhenglong, a Chinese, who is now playing for Real Madrid. He publicly criticized our football champion Pele yesterday, and made our god worthless."

"Bastard!" Someone shouted.

Madeleine motioned for silence.

"Everyone be quiet."

"Please go back and remind the women in your family to cherish life and stay away from Tang Zhenglong, whether it is your wife, daughter, or even your mother."

"Remember, stay away from Tang Zhenglong."

******
Argentina, Buenos Aires.

At the carnival, everyone wears a mask, and the head on the mask looks like a bag.

"Today we are all Tang Zhenglong."

"Tang Zhenglong is a hero in Argentina."

Now Tang Zhenglong has become a hero second only to Maradona in Argentina, and this guy scolded Pele.

Cool! !
Argentine football and Brazilian football are incompatible in South American football, which is equivalent to an intercontinental derby.

As the saying goes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend.

There is even a song circulating in Argentina - Marry Tang Zhenglong when you marry someone.

*****
Bailey has a good temper, but a good temper does not mean that he has no temper. He is usually taunted by Maradona, but he can bear it. After all, Maradona is a generation of passers, but Tang Zhenglong?what is this?
During the interview, Bailey rarely lost his temper.

"I know that Tang Zhenglong has an unclear relationship with Maradona's daughter. Perhaps he is speaking for his father-in-law."

"However, as a junior in football, there is still some basic courtesy to seniors. If a person like Tang Zhenglong were in Brazil, he would never be successful. No coach would like such impolite players."

"Diego, I warn you, if you want to say something to me, do it yourself, not someone else."

In front of the TV, the old horse was shaking with anger.

"This brazilian nigger, you don't dare to think of me!!"

*****
"The number you dialed is empty, please try again later."

"..."

"Could this guy change his phone number to avoid me?"

Maradona was dumbfounded.

After thinking about it, he called Aguero.

"Sergio."

"Diego, why... call me..."

"What are you stuttering for?"

"I'm so nervous, you're an Argentine legend."

Maradona was upset, this guy was too honest, not at all like when he was young.

This is incomparable with Tang Zhenglong.

"Don't be nervous, I have something for you."

"what's up?"

"Have you watched the news? That bastard Pele scolded me, he insulted Argentine football, do you think this can be tolerated?"

"Of course not."

"Okay, then I will give you an honorable task to curse back in front of the reporters and defend the dignity of Argentine football."

Aguero was stunned, and cursed back?I won't.

"Hmph, it's not like I can't handle such a small matter, so maybe I still have to find Tang Zhenglong?"

"No, I can do it."

After hanging up the phone, Lao Ma called Tang Zhenglong again.

"The owner of the number you dialed is dead, please never dial again."

The old horse was dumbfounded!

(End of this chapter)