big mouth ball king

Chapter 817 Champions League Final
"Defending the dignity of Barcelona football depends on action, so tomorrow." Guardiola's response to the final was simple.

Dry! !

Pellegrini is starting to save character.

"The Champions League is different from the league. Although we beat Barcelona in the league, it is completely different. The Champions League final is a single match."

"What is our winning percentage tomorrow?"

"40%."

The UEFA Champions League final is highly anticipated. Zhu Guanghu also brought the national team players to Madrid to watch the UEFA Champions League final. In addition, the Chinese team's last warm-up match before the World Cup was against Spain before flying to South Africa.

Director Zhu is also planning to take Tang Zhenglong with him in Madrid and go to South Africa together.

Tang Zhenglong was very excited to see his teammates from the national team. No matter how far he was away from home, he would eventually go home.

Tang Zhenglong touched Han Peng's head, "It's grown taller again."

"Hehe, Brother Long, are you hallucinating? Can I grow taller at my age?"

"Haha."

"Watch me tomorrow and win the Champions League."

"Brother Long, I want to ask one thing. What if you lose?"

"..."

Tang Zhenglong slapped Han Peng's head fiercely: "Whether you can talk, or I will talk to Director Zhu, so you don't go to South Africa."

"..."

"I was wrong!!"

Tang Zhenglong looked around, but there was no Li Tie.

This is normal. At Li Tie's age, it is definitely impossible for Director Zhu to take him to the World Cup.

but……

Tang Zhenglong found Zhu Guanghu.

"Boss, can I take a step to speak?"

"what's up?"

"Well... can I make a request?"

"Don't worry, the Football Association has decided on the bonus. One goal is 100 million RMB."

This time the Football Association is the next bloody goal for the first goal of the Chinese team in the World Cup. It is necessary to open the Chinese team's goal account in South Africa.

Tang Zhenglong sweated to death, thinking: "Is my image in your heart just that of a money fan?"

"no."

Zhu Guanghu wondered, Tang Zhenglong cared about other things besides the bonus?

"What's the matter?"

"Can you take Li Tie with you?"

"Li Tie?"

Zhu Guanghu hasn't paid attention to Li Tie for a long time.

Although Sun Jihai and Li Tie are strong, they are already old, Lian Po is old, and the World Cup is definitely impossible.

"Longlong, if I had been 4 years earlier, I would have brought Tiezi, but now..."

Tang Zhenglong knew what the boss meant.

"Boss, let me tell you straight, you must bring Li Tie with you."

Zhu Guanghu was stunned.

"why?"

"Even if it's a benefit, bringing Li Tie can at least stimulate the national football team mentally and let young people know that the national team has feelings."

"But does that take up a precious World Cup spot?"

"I know, but I insist on taking Li Tie with me."

If someone else said this, even if it was a big leader of the Football Association, Zhu Guanghu would get angry, but it happened that Tang Zhenglong said this.

"Okay, I'll give it a try, but because I'm afraid that I want to take him with me, Tie Zi doesn't want to come."

"Try it." Tang Zhenglong smiled slightly.

The first step has been completed, and the next step is to complete the last two stars, allowing Li Tie to return to his peak state and appear in South Africa.

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The bus showed up at the Bernabéu, Tang Zhenglong got off the bus, and the reporters waved here, among them were Claudia and Elsa, who had greeted each other beforehand, so they couldn't be offended.

Tang Zhenglong walked over.

"Real Madrid must win."

"Don, will you score goals?"

"Of course, Tang Zhenglong is equal to a goal."

At this time, the male reporter on the side saw that it was tricky. This was the final of the Champions League, and every second of the news was money.

Someone shouted: "Tang, you're too eccentric, why are you only chatting with beauties?"

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said, "Beauty?"

He pointed to Elsa and Claudia, "You call such a beauty? In my eyes, the two of them are ugly."

"..."

"The two of them stripped naked immediately, and I wouldn't even look at it. It's disgusting."

"..."

"Don, you are so hypocritical."

"Well, Elsa, prove it to him."

"roll!!"

Then Messi came, and the reporters were commotioning again.

"Leo, Leo, Leo."

The deflated male reporter started to make trouble, he asked Messi.

"Leo, what do you think some players only accept interviews with beautiful women, aren't they scumbags?"

Messi looked at Tang Zhenglong and immediately knew what was going on.

"I think it's okay. Actually, I also like beautiful women."

Tang Zhenglong gave a thumbs up secretly, "Leo, you are very good at being a man."

At this moment, Elsa gave Tang Zhenglong a pull, and then pointed to Messi.

"Let me call Messi over?"

"Correct."

"You are really eating from the bowl and watching the pot."

"What do you mean?"

"If I help you, what's the benefit?"

"What benefits do you want?"

"Call my brother and listen."

Elsa was furious.

But for the sake of the news, she still called out. Tang Zhenglong went over and exchanged himself for Messi.

"To prove that I am impartial, I am here to be interviewed by everyone, and you can ask anything you want."

"We want Messi."

"..."

"Me and Messi are the same."

puff.

Everyone sneered.

"What do you mean?"

"Don, it's not that we look down on you. There's still a big gap between you and Messi."

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

Relieved, Tang Zhenglong beckoned, "Lend me your camera."

"what?"

Tang Zhenglong took the camera and clicked.

"There were too many people this time, and it was too slow to record with a notebook. Just take a photo and I will record them one by one when I go back."

"Don, just based on this, you are not as good as Leo."

"Really? Hehe, as long as I keep scoring goals, you will report to the society to beg me."

Tang Zhenglong is like Maradona, you can dislike him, but you can't kill him, you really love and hate him.

*******
After the Champions League theme song, the two sides shook hands, the game is about to start, and the referee is doing the final check.

In the stands, Han Peng suddenly felt a little nervous.

"I'm suddenly a little nervous."

The teammate smiled and said, "Look at your cowardice."

Han Peng said unconvinced: "Assuming you are standing on the court now, are you nervous?"

"..."

Everyone didn't say anything, but it was a tacit agreement. Putting yourself in the shoes of others, everyone began to admire Tang Zhenglong.

On some stages, it takes courage even to stand on it.

At this time, Zhu Guanghu said: "In 2002, we were too nervous. In fact, the gap between us and Costa Rica was not that big, but psychological factors magnified the gap."

"Fortunately, we have Tang Zhenglong this time."

When the game started, the audience burst into cheers—hula.

The Bernabéu is like a boiling teapot.

At this moment, there was a ding.

Mission coming?

It should be the mission of the fourth star.

(End of this chapter)