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Chapter 59 You Are Wang Muyang

Zhu Hantao was still brought down by his tackle, and when he fell, he was still thinking about how to avoid being injured when he landed, and he could teach his opponent a lesson so that he would avoid such dangerous moves in the future.

It was too late and then too fast, Catania full-back Valdez threw a shovel with bright spikes from behind, Zhu Hantao jumped up to avoid it, but he fell down without being shoveled directly to his leg. He subconsciously opened his arms to protect himself and hammered a heavy elbow on Vargas' chin.

Both of them were lying on the turf in pain, the Peruvian was holding his face in pain, and Zhu Hantao was also bowed like a shrimp, looking in pain.

The referee Stephanie was very close to them, and he could see clearly Vargas' malicious foul.Stephanie directly took out a red card!It was a very dangerous tackle just now. It was impossible to tackle the ball at all. It was completely aimed at people. It is not too much to get a red card.

The team doctors on both sides came on the field. Vargas's jaw must have been dislocated. The Catania team doctor didn't dare to move, but just fixed it.

In fact, Zhu Hantao was fine, but he gave him an elbow and it still hurt a little. After all, the effect of force is reciprocal, and now he is basically relieved. The team doctor still sprayed him with some spray. He also pretended to get up from the ground with difficulty.

Team doctor:? ? ?
Didn't you get your legs touched at all?Why is it still abducted?I didn't stomp my feet either.

The Catania players were still surrounding the referee Nicola to test the pressure, defending the red card that Vargas received just now. The referee shook his head and pointed to his eyes, indicating that he saw clearly and the red card was no problem.

The home fans stood up and applauded the referee. They all felt that the penalty was correct.

Coach Novellino finally showed a smile, saw a glimmer of hope to win the game, took the opportunity to dispatch troops, and replaced Mota with Gleila.

"Vargas' foul on Zhu Hantao is actually unnecessary. This kind of action can easily hurt people. There is nothing wrong with the referee giving him a red card. There may be an additional suspension."

"But it seems that Zhu Hantao's problem is not big, hehe, there is not much time left, otherwise the Torino team will have a chance to overtake the score with one more player on the field."

The opponent played one player less, and the morale of the Torino team was even stronger, and they continued to attack Catania's goal. Unfortunately, there was not much time left in the game, and they still failed to score another goal before the end of the game.

"The referee blew the whistle for the end of the game. Torino drew with Catania one to one at home. Catania's striker Martinez and Torino's Zhu Hantao scored a goal in the second half."

"Hey, failed to win this game, the Torino team will go back and find out the reason."

"Okay, this is the end of this game for everyone. Thank you for watching. Goodbye."

Although Turin also belongs to the Mediterranean coast, the climate here near the Alps is different from that in the south of Italy. The temperature is relatively lower. It is already November and the temperature is not high even in the afternoon, only about ten degrees.

Zhu Hantao was standing at his home court, only wearing a short-sleeved jersey, but his clothes were already drenched with sweat. He had been actively running in the frontcourt, in and out of Catania's penalty area, but in the end he didn't find too many opportunities and only scored one goal.

Somewhat reconciled, if I could be stronger, would I be able to win this match? With my head down, Corini saw the frustrated young man, and came over to pat Zhu Hantao on the back, "Alright, let's work harder next time."

Yes, this is just an ordinary game, but I still like the feeling of winning, especially the feeling of trying my best to help the team win the game through my own efforts.

In the locker room of the Turin team, coach Novellino made a post-match summary to the players, "In this game, we were targeted very hard by the opponent. I know everyone is uncomfortable. It was very difficult to play on the court, and the final result was also bitter."

"However, we still have to calm down. We are not a strong team. The current record is not bad. This is achieved through the joint efforts of everyone. The league is a long process. We must persist until the end. Those who get fat first are not fat."

"How about it, how does it feel to be bused by others? How about being busted by others? Which one do you like better?"

"Could you choose neither coach? I don't like any of them. I like the kind of game where we crush the opponent and we score consecutive goals."

"You think it's beautiful, even if you go to the next door, it won't be a good thing."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The head coach made a joke to make the players of the Torino team laugh, and successfully adjusted the atmosphere, "Okay, that's it, Zhu, follow me to the press conference."

"Ah? Oh!"

After changing into a clean jersey, Zhu Hantao followed him to the press center with ease. These media people are very realistic. For such a small game that not many people pay attention to, the reporters only came with three or two kittens.

The interview with the head coach Novellino ended in a short time, and it was Zhu Hantao's turn.

The press officer first ordered a familiar reporter, Mr. Fabio from "Turin Sports News", who is now in charge of news with the Turin first team.

"Zhu, you guys failed to win this game at home. What do you think is the reason?"

"Catania is a very good team. Their players played very tenaciously and didn't give us too many opportunities. We were very uncomfortable with their tactics. Also, I didn't play well enough in this game to score more goals."

"Then do you think it's a problem with the coach's tactics, or that the teammates are not very good?"

"No no, we all worked hard to win the game, but unfortunately, Catania's performance deserved the draw."

"Zhu Hantao, what do you think of your performance?"

Suddenly hearing the question in Chinese, Zhu Hantao was a little surprised. Where did the reporter friend come from this time? Did he come to interview such an unimportant game? It should not be from the sports channel.

"็ Hello Who are you?"

The wretched-looking middle-aged man below replied, "I am Wang Muyang from "Sports Daily."

Oh, you tm is Wang Muyang, who came to my door after writing my black draft, what do you want to do, do you think I'm easy to bully?

"I refuse to answer the questions of a person who is full of lies, and I will not accept your interview in the future." Zhu Hantao did not answer reporter Wang's question in Chinese, but said this sentence in Italian to the audience.

Then he turned his head and whispered to the press officer of the Turin Club, "Don't let this person in in the future, he is a liar, and I will not accept his interview."

Said it was a whisper, Zhu Hantao purposely said it loudly, and it reached the ears of everyone present through the microphone.

Now Wang Muyang is in a hurry, how can this work, now that Zhu Hantao is very popular in the country, the editor-in-chief has ordered to write more news about Zhu Hantao, why is this kid so unreasonable, didn't I write a report about him before, which also made him famous in the country.

Not only do you not appreciate yourself, but what do you want to refuse your own interview?And also to ruin his own reputation, "No, it is my right to interview you!" Wang Muyang shouted in Italian

"Hehe, it's my right to refuse your interview. Also, in the future, it's better not to make up some false stories to deceive domestic fans. I'm ashamed of you." Zhu Hantao didn't give this annoying guy any face.

The Italian media present applauded Zhu Hantao as if watching a drama, and reporter Wang became angry, "You wait for me!" and fled the press conference in desperation.

"Zhu, can you tell us more about what happened between you and that person just now?"

"Of course, just after I played a game in the first team, this person..." Zhu Hantao objectively shared with everyone what Wang Muyang did.

The reporters on the scene listened with gusto. Although it was common for tabloid reporters to make up some news, or for some reporters to deliberately smear some football stars to attract attention, there were not many such direct confrontations like Zhu Hantao.

What's more, the one who was ran away was just a reporter from Huaguo, and had nothing to do with them. On the contrary, they just watched a good show today, and they would have something interesting to write when they go back. Otherwise, this boring ordinary game really doesn't have much to report.

Just after the post-match press conference, the club’s press officer specifically reminded Zhu Hantao, “We can’t be so reckless in this situation in the future. If you have any ideas, it’s best to communicate with him in advance. For example, if the Italian media is the one today, it might not end so easily.”

"I understand, I won't be so willful in the future." Zhu Hantao shrugged.

After Wang Muyang went back, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He must write another article to talk about Zhu Hantao, his parents are not polite, and he himself has no quality. Write it now and send it back to China overnight!

What reporter Wang Da didn't expect was that the incident of Zhu Hantao's anger at him at the press conference today was spread by the Italian media. Even the scene of him leaving the venue in embarrassment was repeatedly shown on TV, and the incident quickly spread to China.

The domestic fans who were deceived by Wang Muyang's article before all stood by Zhu Hantao's side this time, and praised him for his good work.

In an office in the "Sports Daily" office building

"This Wang Muyang made such a big fool of himself abroad and shamed our country of Hua. The same is true for this Zhu Hantao. He is too ignorant. Don't you know how to save some face for your compatriots?"

"Then... the editor-in-chief, how do you think this matter will be handled?"

"Let this Wang Muyang come back and process his resignation."

"Fire him?"

"He has affected our reputation, but letting him leave is already taking care of him. Of course, if he is willing to stay as a cleaner, it's okay, we still miss the old relationship."

"I see, I'll let him know now."

Wang Muyang was stunned when he received a domestic call, "Let me wait for someone to hand over? After the handover, pack up and go back to resign? Hello? Hello?" Why did he hang up.

It's over, it's over now, I lost my job, what's going on, is it because of Zhu Hantao?Didn't I just add a little oil and vinegar to my own subjective speculation when reporting on him?
What's special about this? It's normal. I've always been like this. Don't you all write like this? Which reporter doesn't do anything for hot spots, otherwise who will read the news?

Of course not, other than entertainment news reporters, sports reporters are the only ones who have no integrity and like to make up random things, and never take into account the impact on the parties involved. Compared with other reporters, they are much better, and there are many good reporters with a sense of social responsibility.

Expatriation to Italy is actually a good job, especially if you like football. Not only are you subsidized, but you can often meet stars.

How did it fall into the hands of such a 16-year-old player this time?Even at this time, Wang Muyang still couldn't understand.

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