big mouth ball king

Chapter 738 I Only Know Zidane

How much does Lyon coach Claude Pierre take this ball seriously?He brought Lisandro Lopez, the main striker of the team, Miralem Pjanic, the core of the midfield, and Boumsong, the core of the defense, to the press conference.

"We will beat Real Madrid at home, Real Madrid is not Zidane's era."

"But now Real Madrid has Ronaldo and Tang Zhenglong?"

Pierre smiled.

"C Ronaldo is good, but who is Tang Zhenglong?"

"World Footballer."

"Hehe, is there still a World Player of Football? I only know about the Golden Globes."

Pierre said: "When the opponent doesn't respect you, then of course you don't need to respect him."

"Tang Zhenglong should learn to respect, otherwise his career will not last for a few years."

When it was Real Madrid's turn, the reporter threw Tang Zhenglong exactly what Pierre had said.

"Did I disrespect Leon?"

"Probably not. I still respect my opponents a lot. For example, I respect Juninho, the core midfielder of Lyon. His elevator ball is too high."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Brazilian star Juninho Jr. is a world-renowned free kick master, as famous as Beckham, but the problem is that he joined Algarafa for 250 million euros last year and left Lyon early.

"Tang Zhenglong, don't you know that Juninho has left Lyon?"

"..."

"How is it possible, don't talk nonsense, Juninho is very powerful."

puff.

How disrespectful are you to your opponent?

"Don, don't you know that Zidane has retired?"

"I know that."

"Then do you know Cruyff?"

"I know, I'm retired."

Tang Zhenglong sweated to death.

"Juninho really left? What a pity, this is the only person I respect in the Lyon team."

……

The French reporter was about to explode.

"Don, you did it on purpose!"

To be honest, Tang Zhenglong really didn't know.

"I really don't know, I rarely go online."

Tang Zhenglong lied. In fact, he often surfs the Internet, but he only visits domestic websites. He also visits foreign language websites, but they are all action websites.

"By the way, who is the core of Lyon's midfield now?"

"Pjanic, Bosnian!"

Bo... black!

Is this name legal?

But Tang Zhenglong didn't dare to say this, otherwise he might be sprayed to death.

"Don, please name any French star other than Zidane."

Backstage Pellegrini chuckled, "Even Tang Zhenglong can answer such an idiot question."

Deschamps.

Lizarazu.

Petit.

Barthez.

A long list of names popped up in Pellegrini's mind.

But... Tang Zhenglong was stunned.

"French star?"

"I know a French movie star, believe it or not? Sophie Marceau."

puff.

"Don, if you can't tell, we French journalists will leave collectively, and you can play by yourself."

Tang Zhenglong hesitated.

He can't remember the foreigners' names, but he only remembers their nicknames, for example, the goalkeeper is bald, the defender is nigger, the striker is short, and the midfielder is bald.

"bald."

"Batezu."

"That's right, it's Barthez, I know him."

Tang Zhenglong seemed to be pardoned.

"No, it was reminded by the people in the audience, let me say one more."

"I see, Zidan!"

puff.

Zidan is the abbreviation of Zidane, just like Cristiano Ronaldo is called Ronaldo, but he is actually alone.

"Zidan is Zidane!!"

"Damn, it turned out to be one person. I always thought it was two people."

The French reporters at the scene cried to death. Anyway, the French team was the runner-up of the last World Cup.

Someone asked: "Haven't you watched the World Cup in Germany?"

"Seen."

"Then say one more."

Tang Zhenglong thought about it. Europeans only have those names anyway, David, Paul, John, Peter, William, Jack and so on.

How about a wild guess?
There are as many people named David in Europe as Zhang Wei in China.

Tang Zhenglong said, "David."

Booming, the French journalists at the scene left collectively.

"No David?"

Everyone left, Tang Zhenglong looked at the press officer.

"Then can I go?"

This is also the first time for the press officer to encounter such a situation, and the press conference will definitely not go on.

Backstage, Pellegrini scowled.

"David?"

"There are so many people named David in Europe, how do I know there are none?"

"Are you an idiot? The French team is made up of immigrants, mostly Africans."

Tang Zhenglong slapped his thigh.

"I was wrong. I should have guessed the name of an African. By the way, what are the names of Africans?"

"Drogba?"

Pellegrini wants to smoke people, and holding a press conference can drive away the reporters. This may be the first time in history.

Soon, Tang Zhenglong was on the news, and this time it became disrespectful to the entire French football.

"Look at him, David!! Did he think of David Beckham?"

"I suspect that Tang Zhenglong is pretending to be stupid. Is there really someone who doesn't know Deschamps? He is a professional player."

Clara and Camille also came out to add fuel and jealousy, breaking fake news on fans' social media.

"Tang Zhenglong stole the two of us. He deliberately wanted to sign my T-shirt and take advantage of the opportunity."

"Tang Zhenglong is a scumbag."

"He did it on purpose, his purpose was to discredit French football."

*****
Hotel lounge.

Teammates gathered around.

"Tang, write a self-criticism again!"

"Hahaha, Tang is the most educated person here, and he writes every day."

Tang Zhenglong is suffering from the baby's heart.

"Marcelo, write it for me, and I'll give you 10 euros."

"Do you think I'm a beggar? 10 euros?"

"Too little? What about 15?"

Tang Zhenglong is helpless, this is not a long-term solution, he must find a way, turn on the computer, click on QQ, Tang Zhenglong found "Football Weekly" Yang Zhiyong.

"Brother Yang, the world is in an emergency."

"what's up?"

"Can you find a college student in the capital who understands Spanish?"

"Male and female?"

"It doesn't matter, but the review must be well written."

"Review? The university doesn't write that, does it?"

"Brother Yang, I really need such a talent."

Yang Zhiyong sweated to death, "Is it a talent to write a self-criticism these days?"

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

******
Pellegrini slapped the review book in front of Tang Zhenglong.

"You wrote this?"

"That's right."

"I ask again, did you write this?"

Tang Zhenglong was a little nervous. It cost 100RMB to buy it, but Tang Zhenglong stated that it is not allowed to copy from the Internet, it must be original, but Tang Zhenglong did not expect that he signed it on the day he wrote the review.

"Sergio, is this you?"

Tang Zhenglong sweated to death.

"The idiot lacks a signature?"

"Boss, actually my Spanish name is Sergio."

"Really? Who is Delgado?"

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, woo woo woo, I will definitely learn Spanish well in the future.

(End of this chapter)