big mouth ball king

Chapter 822 Helping Others Tang Zhenglong

UEFA President Michel Platini and UEFA Executive Director Infantino are all in the VIP seats at the Bernabéu Stadium. After the game, they will present awards to the Champions League champions.

In addition, this year is the year of the World Cup, and these two will be relatively busy.

Platini's daughter also came, her name is Marlene Platini, a lesser-known French actress.

"Marlene, don't you dislike football?"

"Yeah, but it's the final of the Champions League and the media from all over the world is here."

Infantino said with a smile: "But the European media don't seem to accept this. Your father is a celebrity, but they don't seem to pay attention to you."

As Platini's daughter, Marlene is also pretty, so she always wants to take a shortcut and become famous by goingssip.

Ma Lin sneered: "Didn't Sophie Marceau rely on hype at the beginning? Otherwise, would she be so popular?"

Platini and Infantino looked at each other, speechless.

"Dad, I'm going to present the awards together."

"Bullshit."

"Dad, as a family member, this is my right. Aren't the family members of the players also allowed to enter the stadium?"

"It was spelled out by others. May I ask what you did?"

"I made you breakfast."

Platini Khan dies.

A successful man must have a naughty daughter.

"Father, if you don't help me, then I will find a way by myself."

"any solution?"

Platini expressed disdain because he thought his daughter had no other choice.

"I can find a player as a temporary boyfriend, then I am the player's family."

puff.

Infantino couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Platini's face darkened.

"Yes, if you have the ability to handle Messi and Ronaldo, I will be proud of you."

"I don't like that, I like Marcelo's."

Platini's mouth was crooked.

"Then don't go home."

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At the end of the first half, the score was 1-1, the players from both sides left the field, and when they returned to the player tunnel, Tang Zhenglong saw a beautiful woman waving at him.

"Hello!!"

"Chinese?"

In the 21st century, foreigners will basically say hello, thank you, have you eaten?

"I'll just say one."

"Ha ha."

"My name is Marlene."

"My name is Tang Zhenglong."

"Can you call Marcelo for me?"

"what's up?"

Marlene was straightforward and said it all.

"Just pretend to be my boyfriend and just take me into the stadium. If the security doesn't stop me, there's no need to say anything."

Tang Zhenglong thought, this is a good thing to help others, so he patted his chest.

"I can help you."

"You? Really?"

"Of course, you just say it's my girlfriend, and I'll take you into the stadium."

"Thank you then."

"You're welcome, we Chinese are very helpful."

"I didn't expect the Chinese to be so good."

*******
Marcelo saw a beautiful woman waving at him just now, but he was covered in sweat and was going to go to the dressing room to change before returning, what if it was a good thing!

When I came back, the beauty was gone.

"What about people?"

"who?"

"I saw a beautiful woman waving at me just now, but I'm going to change my clothes first."

Tang Zhenglong slapped Marcelo heavily on the shoulder.

"Curly hair, you are dead!!"

"..."

"what happened?"

"Let me ask you, have you ever been to a nightclub?"

"nonsense."

"This girl and you met in a nightclub, and she said she had it."

"What's there?"

Tang Zhenglong patted his stomach.

Marcelo shuddered.

"Impossible!! I take safety measures every time."

Tang Zhenglong chuckled.

"If she finds the media, she will say it's yours. What will you do?"

"..."

"We are stars, we can't tell."

"..."

Marcelo was stunned.

"Then... what do you say?"

Tang Zhenglong patted himself on the chest, "I'll take on this matter, the child is mine, that's fine."

Marcelo was taken aback.

"Don, isn't your sacrifice too great?"

"I can't help it. We are good friends, but you have to promise me one thing."

"you say!!"

"Next time you see that beauty, you have to make sure you don't say a word, just like a fool, otherwise I can't help you."

It's easy, Marcelo thought.

"Okay, I'll treat her as air."

Tang Zhenglong patted Marcelo again, "Very good, very good, you don't need to thank me anymore, just treat me to dinner."

"Don, you are so kind to me."

******
Marlene returned to the VIP seat with pride.

Platini said with a smile: "Look, my baby girl is back, messing with Messi?"

"Or Marcelo."

"No."

"Haha, I just said, you can't leave me."

Platini and Infantino laughed, but the next second, they couldn't laugh anymore.

"I got Tang Zhenglong done."

With a swipe, Platini fell off his chair.

"Tang Zhenglong???"

Of course, Platini has heard of this name. The celebrity daughter harvester has harmed Moyes, Maradona, and the women of the Florentino family successively.

"no!!"

"Why? That Chinese is nice."

"he……"

"You are not in the football circle, you don't understand, if you are in the football circle, you will understand."

"What do you mean?"

"Search for yourself."

Marlene picked up her phone and searched, and Platini smiled and said, "You know who he is now, don't you?"

Ma Lin looked surprised, "Dad, he looks like you when you were young."

Pooh! !

"Mom said you had a lot of girlfriends before you got married."

"..."

France is such an open country, and Platini is a superstar and ex-girlfriend, so he can basically play a complete women's football game.

Infantino smiled and said, "You don't seem to be qualified to say Tang Zhenglong."

"..."

"Anyway, I can't, I like Messi, you can associate with him, others can't, especially Tang Zhenglong."

"Then it's up to you, Tang Zhenglong has already agreed to be my boyfriend, and he will take me into the arena after the game."

Platini was shaking with anger.

He finally understands now that such things as retribution really exist. He harmed other girls when he was young, and now his own daughter is harmed by Tang Zhenglong.

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The more Marcelo thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and he didn't have dementia. Could it be that he didn't remember any women he had sex with?
Coming out of the tunnel in the second half, Marcelo found Alves.

"I have something to ask you."

"what's up?"

"Have you ever had a time like that?"

"what?"

"It's just... when I wake up the next day, I forget about it."

What Marcelo said was very cryptic, but Alves still understood.

"This is often the case, hehe, but let me declare first that I am not as confused as Ronaldo, and I can still distinguish between men and women."

Marcelo was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)