Fame with a ball

At the press conference after the game, Valencia coach Emery and Capello changed the tense atmosphere in the game and sat together in a friendly and harmonious manner to accept reporters.

Capello, who won the ball, was of course happy, but Emery, who lost the game, was not too depressed.

One is that they managed to earn a goal to maintain their face, and the other is that Emery also knows that Juventus is not the team they want to beat, and they can beat it at will. On the contrary, Twente and Werder Bremen are their brush. A good target for points—since we lost to Juventus at home, we should prepare well for the games against Twente and Werder Bremen, and earn back the lost points.

Not only Emery, but Valencia players and fans also have such a calculation.

Football is a sport that often bursts with blood and passion, and occasionally touches people with snot and tears, but at the same time it is not lacking in cruelty.On this small piece of green turf, the law of the jungle and the winner is the king. No one will sympathize with the team that was slaughtered because of its weak strength. Even the fans will beat the team after scolding. Then point the middle finger vertically to the team's head coach, players and even the chairman, shouting for them to strike.

Especially in the UEFA Champions League, some small teams have fought hard for several seasons, survived the qualifying rounds, and finally can show off in front of the people of all Europe, but what they staged is a scene where their opponents scored points in almost every game. Going home after the game, with the millions of euros in dividends, you have to work hard again for being ravaged, until you become a butterfly and become a wealthy family.

But in Group A, the fortunes of Werder Bremen and Twente are actually good. At least Valencia is not much stronger than them, and Juventus under Capello's coaching is not a team that only blindly attacks. team, so even if they lose, they won't lose ugly.But in other groups in the UEFA Champions League, such as Group G, Ajax and Auxerre, who are miserable with Real Madrid and AC Milan, their fate will inevitably be even more miserable.

The post-match press conference is usually an occasion where reporters make things difficult for the losers and compliment the winners. Valencia coach Unai Emery found an excuse to leave the venue after answering four or five questions from the reporters, leaving Juventus behind. Tus and his party.

Capello attended the press conference with Lin Zhigao today. Although Lin Zhigao only scored one goal, he was selected as the player of the game because he planned the second goal of Juventus. best player.

Originally, Lin Zhigao thought that he was following Capello to make soy sauce, but when he saw the familiar Asian faces surrounding the stage, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart...

Sure enough, Capello had just signaled that he didn’t want to be interviewed anymore, and a group of Chinese reporters over there threw all the questions at Lin Zhigao: “The Football Association issued a statement saying that you don’t want to go back to China to participate in the AFC awards ceremony. Really?"

"As the Chinese player who is most likely to win the award since Fan Zhiyi, you gave up on your own initiative. What is the reason?"

"Is it because Juventus won't let people go?"

"May I ask if you have seen the vote initiated by domestic netizens? About several million fans participated in the vote."

"Domestic fans eagerly hope that you can win the cup, but you don't even participate in the game. Do you feel that you can live up to the expectations of the fans?"

"Why is the Chinese Football Association releasing the news instead of your agent?"

I don’t know if it’s because they are abroad, but the questions of this group of Chinese reporters were all answered in fluent English. Except for Lin Zhigao, Capello, and even journalists from other countries, they all answered the questions. After hearing these questions one after another, Lin Zhigao looked sideways.

Even Capello turned his head and looked at Lin Zhigao in surprise.

It's normal for reporters and Capello to be surprised-Mr. Intercontinental Football, but is there anyone who doesn't want it?

Little did he know that Lin Zhigao was jumping in his heart: These reporters are definitely here to make trouble!Definitely is!His original plan was to hide the news from the Chinese Football Association, so that he could make his debut at the awards ceremony, but I don't know which big mouth in the Football Association leaked the news in advance... No, the person who leaked the news was basically based on public opinion Forcing Lin Zhigao's abacus!

Moreover, the time and place they chose to attack was just right. Instead of waiting for Lin Zhigao to return to Turin with the team, they chose Valencia, Spain, where sports journalists from all over the world gather, and in front of Capello, Is this forcing him to make a statement? !

The key is, how does Lin Zhigao express his position?

Say go?Then in a few hours, the call from the Football Association officials will definitely reach Jiang Peng's mobile phone again.Say no?Then when Lin Zhigao arrived in Kuala Lumpur on the night of the award presentation, wouldn't he be slapping himself in the face?

Lin Zhigao was confused about how to answer.

At this moment, several British journalists whispered and asked: "Reporter from "Daily Mail", we are very curious about Lin's reason for rejecting the AFC. It is said that the nomination of the Asian Footballer It was declared by the Football Association of your country, are you using your actions to protest the Chinese Football Association?"

...However, even sensitive questions popped up, and they were asked by the reporter of the "Daily Mail" with a huge circulation. If Chinese officials ask questions, what will happen to domestic public opinion?

The public will certainly regard him as a hero who tells the truth, but the officials of the Football Association must hate him so much?What's more, Lin Zhigao himself has only a half-knowledge of the problems within the system. Although he knows that the Football Association is black, he doesn't need to pour a pot of sewage on it to prove that he is a public knowledge. Lin Zhigao still couldn't do it.

So after he was silent for a while, he looked around and said, "My agent and I are still discussing whether to go to Kuala Lumpur to attend the award ceremony, and we can't come to a conclusion for the time being. You guys are swearing to discuss it here I won't go to the ceremony, isn't it a bit too arbitrary?"

"But the statement given by the Chinese Football Association is that your agent personally called them to tell them that you will not attend the AFC Awards Ceremony. Who are you and the Football Association lying?"

"Are you afraid that the public opinion of domestic fans will damage your image?"

Facing the aggressive questions from the reporters, Lin Zhigao frowned, and simply answered all the questions from the British reporters, as well as the domestic reporters: "Whether I will go to Kuala Lumpur depends on whether I am free in my schedule. Associating with the problems of Chinese officials, you gentlemen of the "Daily Mail" have too many associations. And I am not afraid that my image will be damaged, because I am not prepared to shape myself into a perfect one in China. The role of a perfect national hero, I was not before, and I will never be in the future, I am just Lin Zhigao, and I can only be myself."

Several reporters present showed a hint of admiration on their faces, for Lin Zhigao's answer that was neither humble nor overbearing.

The Chinese reporters looked at each other and asked a new question: "Domestic fans really want to know if you will attend the AFC awards ceremony, because this is the second time since Fan Zhiyi that a Chinese player can win the honorary title." This is the only chance for us, can we know your definite answer?"

Lin Zhigao smiled helplessly: "Your question is as if I will win an award if I go, so if it is published in the newspaper for other nominees to see, won't they think that the Chinese are a little too arrogant? "

Sure enough, some foreign reporters laughed softly.

The reporter who asked this question blushed, and he stammered, "I, I'm just relaying the questions of the domestic fans."

"Yes, Lin Zhigao, can you give us a definite answer?" Several Chinese reporters begged one after another, and a female reporter desperately blinked at Lin Zhigao with three layers of mascara on her big eyes, as if she wanted to use it. Beauty impresses him as much.

Lin Zhigao struggled for a while: "But, my itinerary depends on the arrangement of the club..."

He really didn't want to refuse on the spot, and he didn't want to agree immediately, so he could only turn his head and look at Capello, his pitiful eyes radiating light waves, hoping that his mentor would rescue him.

"Juventus has 11 games in November, and 7 of them are in the Champions League. Are you forcing the main players of my team to skip the game in front of me?" Capello suddenly looked expressionlessly. Looking at the group of Chinese reporters, he asked in a dry voice.

A reporter took courage: "If Lin Zhigao asked you for leave, would you grant it?"

Capello glanced at him sideways, folded his arms in a haughty manner: "Why should I tell you?"

Lin Zhigao was almost star-studded watching from the side, Uncle Ka is blessed to the heart!He suddenly understood Lin Zhigao's request and smoothed things over for him!Long live Uncle Card!

Chinese journalists dare to mess with Lin Zhigao, but they absolutely dare not mess with Capello. Whether it is fame, seniority, or social status, Capello belongs to the kind who wants to slap you in the face, and I can slap you right away. The kind of person you face, and after the beating, the reporters, apart from writing bad things about Capello in the corner, would never dare to initiate readers to block Capello, and Capello blocked them in turn.

I don't know whether he decided to help people to the end, or was really annoyed by the reporter's question, Capello pulled the microphone in front of him, and directly announced to everyone that the Juventus press conference was over, and they were going back to Turin .

The reporters were not reconciled, but they had no choice but to let them go.

As soon as he left the press conference hall, Lin Zhigao sent a message to Jiang Peng: If the pigs from the Football Association call you again, they will be pinched!All pinched!If you answer their calls again, you are a bastard!

Jiang Peng: ...then I'll ask them to call you directly.

Lin Zhigao: I am also a bastard when I pick me up!

……

On the plane back to Turin, Lin Zhigao got up from his seat secretly after fighting for half an hour, stepped over his sleeping teammates, and touched the side of the team's assistant coach Ferrari.

He poked the amiable assistant coach, and Ferrari woke up immediately. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Lin Zhigao.

Lin Zhigao pointed to Capello.

Ferrari stood up understandingly, and gave up his seat to Lin Zhigao, and he went to Lin Zhigao's original seat.

Lin Zhigao sat next to Capello and turned his head to see that the Jagged coach was dozing there with his eyes closed.

He was not sure whether Capello was asleep or awake, so he stretched out a finger tentatively, ready to poke.

At this moment, Capello suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Lin Zhigao and his finger ready to commit crimes.

Lin Zhigao immediately laughed dryly, retracted his fingers, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, you pretended to be asleep."

Capello snorted coldly: "If I really fell asleep, what do you want to do?"

Lin Zhigao said sincerely: "Slap you awake."

If the skill of realization really exists, Capello must be full of black lines at this moment.

"Actually, I want to ask you one thing." After Lin Zhigao talked nonsense for a while, he directly asked the question.

"Please let me give you a few days off in the middle of next month?"

"Boss, you are so good at predicting things!" Lin Zhigao smiled obsequiously: "Can you agree to me?"

"I knew it was impossible for you not to be tempted by the Asian Footballer of the Year award." Capello glanced at Lin Zhigao: "But I can also feel it, you did let your agent tell the Chinese Football Association that you don't want to go Participated in the award ceremony, why?"

Lin Zhigao scratched his head in embarrassment: "Is it okay not to tell the truth?"

"If you don't confess, you want me to let you go on vacation? Go ahead and dream."

Lin Zhigao also knew that the reason he made up casually would not be able to scare Capello, so he obediently confessed.

Capello was even more surprised after hearing this. He really didn't expect Lin Zhigao to be so...aloof?After much deliberation, this is the only word that can be matched. If you lie to others intentionally, just to win the award at that time, you will be free and adulterated. Isn't this aloof and what is it?

The iron-blooded coach hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you not afraid that you will offend those officials in your country by doing this?"

"Actually, I've offended me a long time ago." Lin Zhigao smiled: "It's just that I'm in the limelight now, so they don't dare to do anything to me openly, but the small shoes are often worn, isn't it this time? Is it? But I don’t care, anyway, I spend more than half of the year in Turin, so it’s not their business.”

Capello calculated and frowned slightly: "The team's games around November 11th are too dense. If you go back to Asia, you can come back on the 25th or 26th at most. The 27th is our match against Fiorentina. .”

"I can't catch up with the game..."

Capello glared at him: "It takes at least ten hours to fly from Italy to Malaysia. Can you guarantee that you can adjust the jet lag after getting off the plane and be in a state to play directly? You dare to play when the time comes, and I won't." Will put you in the starting lineup."

Lin Zhigao patted his chest and put on a confident look: "Boss, you have to believe in my physical fitness, I can do it!"

"no!"

"I really can! If you don't believe me, we can bet that if I'm not in good shape, you'll fine me my salary!"

"But when the time comes, the game will be lost!"

"...Then, then I won't be on vacation for the next two days, can I take my vacation in November?"

"You are welcome to come to the training ground for additional training at any time. But the holiday? Impossible!"

Lin Zhigao's face suddenly turned into a bitter gourd, and he thought to himself: This is good, he doesn't have to decide whether he wants to go or not, he just can't go.

Seeing Lin Zhigao's pitiful look, Capello thought for a long time, and then slowly said: "Actually, there is no way to make up for it."

Lin Zhigao's ears immediately perked up: "What request do you have? I'll definitely do it!"

"From now until November 11th, there are still five league games. If you can perform well and prevent the team from losing, then I don't have to care about the outcome of the game against Fiorentina. I will naturally agree to you." request for leave."

Knowing that this was a well-set trap, Lin Zhigao jumped without hesitation: "I promise!"

"No loss in five games?"

"no problem!"

Capello nodded with a satisfied expression.

……

For more than a month, many Juventus players feel physically and mentally exhausted from the life of two-line battles in the league and the Champions League, training, competition, and re-training. In that way, everyone will be overjoyed, which is indeed a better way to reward than sending money directly.

Most of the players decided to spend these two days to relax, spend time with their families, or have a picnic or something, but when De Qie Lie and the others asked about Lin Zhigao's plans, Lin Zhigao would only put on a bitter face show them.

Because when Jiang Peng got the news that he had got two days off, he didn’t even ask Lin Zhigao if he wanted to, so he gave him a lot of work: first, it was time to shoot the car advertisement for Alfa Romeo, and the contract was signed. It has been several months, and the manufacturer has already set up the studio, invited the director, and waited for Lin Zhigao to come over.The Armani Group also sent a contract a while ago, asking Lin Zhigao to take a set of still photos of their underwear for publicity and advertising.

By the way, a group of interviews with the top Italian men's fashion magazine "L'OMOVOG" is included. "L'OMOVOG" is the men's edition of "VOG", one of the top five fashion magazines in the world. In order to save time, this group of interviews will be Putting it together with Armani's still photos, that is to say, it is very likely that the theme of "L'OMOVOG" next month will be Lin Zhigao in underwear...

A commercial, a set of still photos and an interview, the two days of vacation were evenly distributed.Even though Lin Zhigao was depressed, he could only complain to himself. Who told him to accept the euros from other people?

But after returning home, when Lin Zhigao informed John and Sebastian of his plans for the next two days, he heard——

"Are you going to Milan too?!" Lin Zhigao looked at John in surprise: "Is it a meeting?"

John nodded and said, "I'm also going to stay in Milan for two days, this time we can go together, and my private jet is more comfortable."

"What about Sebastian?"

The boy named looked up lazily at the two of them, threw a piece of pineapple into his mouth, and muttered, "You can leave me at home, I don't mind."

Lin Zhigao looked at him: "But you are underage."

"I'm 16!" The boy glared at him and said, "I can ask Labo to go racing. He recently bought a Lamborghini. Don't worry, I will never drink or smoke marijuana. I promise it's just racing."

It's okay not to mention Rabo, but when he mentioned his younger brother, John raised his eyebrows: "If you go to Milan with us, you should go to relax."

Sebastian's face wrinkled: "Are you afraid that I will disturb your honeymoon vacation?"

John looked at Lin Zhigao and asked for his opinion.

Lin Zhigao shrugged and said, "Do you think you are no longer a light bulb? I don't mind if you become a portable flashlight."