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Zhou Tiancheng didn't care whether the other reporters present could understand or not, he just wanted to show his identity and attitude.

The middle-aged male reporter suddenly opened his eyes wide, and stared at Zhou Tiancheng in surprise, with an expression of disbelief. Obviously he can understand Chinese, the corners of Zhou Tiancheng's mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile. He can more or less guess the other party's psychological activities. I guess no matter how hard I broke my head, I didn't expect that the person standing in front of me was a Chinese, right?

Thinking of this, Zhou Tiancheng inevitably felt bitter.

It was not only the middle-aged male reporter who asked the question that was surprised. Even if the other reporters knew nothing about Chinese, it was not difficult to determine the language. The reporters present showed somewhat strange expressions. The reporters in the back row used the cover of other people to whisper.

Huh? Did he speak Chinese just now? Did I hear you right?

Hehe, this is really an accident.

A reporter in the crowd wearing wide-brimmed glasses was slightly surprised, and began to complain disdainfully: Everyone is in good form. Why is it so surprising? This is not table tennis and badminton. He is destined to be just a flash in the pan! Football, The Chinese can't play it.

The colleagues next to him did not refute, and many people nodded in agreement. Obviously, this view is not an exception.

At the same time, the middle-aged male reporter skillfully switched the question into Chinese and asked again. Zhou Tiancheng cleared his throat and replied seriously: No, every teammate of mine, including me, is a football player with a dream. Lovers, entering the professional echelon is my dream to play football, but I have never experienced any professional training.

Zhou Tiancheng changed these few words into German, and everyone at the scene understood immediately, and the surprise on his face was even stronger, not only because Zhou Tiancheng's displayed strength obviously did not belong to this arena, but also because Zhou Tiancheng mentioned that his goal is to become a professional player, which surprised everyone even more.

Every reporter can easily see that Zhou Tiancheng's age has long passed the golden age of receiving professional football enlightenment training. Moreover, in Germany, there are still a surplus of professional players. It is only wishful thinking for amateur players to play professional football.

Journalists are a group of very realistic people. Not only did Zhou Tiancheng's words fail to impress people as a good young man with ideals, many journalists also showed contempt and ridicule to them, thinking that Zhou Tiancheng was a frog in a well. I take professional football too much for granted.

The middle-aged male reporter frowned slightly and asked, I'm sorry, your answer is hard to convince me. I have always believed in my own judgment. Your performance is not at the level of ordinary amateur players.

Zhou Tiancheng shrugged helplessly: This is the truth, and you can't help it if you don't believe me. But although you speak Chinese fluently, you must have never heard a Chinese saying: the master is in the folk. I am far from being called What a powerful role, there are many young players in China who are better than me. If your judgment is based on the performance of the Chinese national team in the international arena, I can only say that your judgment is biased.

At this time Jiang Hao’s post-match interview was over, Zhou Tiancheng ran over quickly, pulled him and Ming Tao in front of the group of reporters without any explanation, and solemnly introduced: “These are my two teammates, both Chinese... Jiang Hao, the top scorer in our team, is expected to be the top scorer in the country this year. This is Ming Tao, our main goalkeeper. I believe everyone has seen his performance today. They are all very strong, not just me. .”

Zhou Tiancheng's left and right hands rested on the shoulders of the two, and the media's cameras quickly captured this threesome scene.

To be honest, these reporters probably wouldn't remember their names, but Jiang Hao and Ming Tao understood Zhou Tiancheng's kindness. He wanted them to give them a ride and take this opportunity to let them show themselves in front of the media. Face. Although the facial expressions were tense, the two of them were thanking Zhou Tiancheng in their hearts.

This is brother! win together crazy,

If you lose, you will carry it together, and if you want to be in the limelight, you will never enjoy it alone.

Zhou Tiancheng was surrounded by reporters, and the scene was very lively. Coach Feibitz was very relieved when he saw this scene. He really didn't want to disturb, so Zhou Tiancheng made a good show of himself. But there is no way, he has given enough time, and now it is time to leave.

Zhou Tiancheng was feeling a little short of words. Coach Feibitz's timely greeting gave Zhou Tiancheng a reason to escape. Seeing that Zhou Tiancheng was about to leave, the middle-aged male reporter hurriedly raised his voice and asked quickly: Please Wait a minute! Can you tell everyone your name?

My name is Zhou Tiancheng. Zhou Tiancheng replied back.

Some reporters didn't take Zhou Tiancheng's name to heart. After all, he was just a college student player and had no reputation at all. However, there were still a few reporters who silently read Zhou Tiancheng's name several times in their minds.

Zhou Tian was already preparing to leave. Looking back and seeing everyone's expressions, he added: It doesn't matter whether you remember me now or not. There will be a long time to come. You will gradually remember me in the future. I will do what I say.

Every reporter shook his head, no one believed Zhou Tiancheng's words.

There is ample time? Will remember you?

In other words, I am sure that I will be able to achieve a lot on the green field in the future! These reporters looked at Zhou Tiancheng's back and wanted to ask: Where did the confidence come from?

The male reporter with wide-brimmed glasses who didn't want to see Zhou Tiancheng couldn't help but said, You are young and frivolous, but your vision is still too narrow. This is not China.

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On the return bus from Munich, everyone was talking and laughing in a great mood. Zhou Tiancheng and Jiang Hao kept reminiscing about the feeling of facing the camera. Jiang Hao was relishing describing his mental activities when facing the interview alone, and how he overcame his nervousness and showed his strong psychological quality.

Ming Tao couldn't stand listening anymore, took out his mobile phone and handed it to Jiang Hao, and said, Lao Jiang, in order to learn from you, I specially recorded your performance, I won't say anything, let you appreciate yourself first... …They are all brothers, so don’t thank me too much.”

Jiang Hao clicked on the video, and his flushed face and rich gestures appeared on the screen. His face immediately darkened, and he roared angrily, Good job, Mingtao! I'm making a fool of myself, are you taking pleasure in other's misfortunes!

Hahaha! Zhou Tiancheng and Ming Tao laughed so hard that they lay on their chairs and couldn't straighten up.

Although Ming Tao usually doesn't talk much, he is the most black-bellied of the three.

After laughing, Zhou Tiancheng also cared about Jiang Hao's face, so as not to embarrass him too much, he suggested: Haozi, I will give you a suggestion. If there is another occasion like this in the future, learn from me and make it bigger and bragging. Isn't it your forte? And the reporters are willing to listen.

Jiang Hao nodded his head heavily: Well, I also found out that Brother Cheng is boasting. Anyway, I can only bow down and be convinced.

Zhou Tiancheng sat up straight, and said confidently: Go, go, stop pulling on me. Don't you guys understand me yet? When have I ever boasted about being unreliable?

Jiang Hao and Ming Tao immediately lowered their heads and supported their foreheads, their confidence... was speechless.

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