Chapter 85 (II) Angry media outside the stadium

Madiburg did not expect the luck they had hoped for, and in the other game that ended at the same time, Ergerborg won 3-1 to continue to lead Madiburg by one point. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe next game has really become a life-and-death battle between the two teams, one thinks of heaven and the other thinks of hell, and Madiburg has only one way to win.

Cheng Hao in the press gallery saw Zhuo Yang's blood staining the arena, and his heart was about to break: Dear, you must not dare to have anything, I will point to you to live! Zhuo Yang did not play in the second half, and after 45 minutes of nervousness, Cheng Hao went straight to the post-match press conference as soon as the game ended.

Klopp, who was in an extremely bad mood, routinely finished a few nonsense sentences, did not make any comments on the brawl on the field, and hurriedly withdrew. Cheng Hao didn't continue to listen to the Stuttgart kicker's head coach crying and chattering there, followed by a large group of German reporters who flocked to the exit passage of the players, where the players from both sides had to pass to take the bus.

Luckily, it didn't take much effort for the Madiburg players to come out in twos and threes, and the reporters shouted through the iron fence, trying to get the players to say something. But most of the players in Madiburg walked by with their heads bowed, deaf to the cries of reporters, until Zhuo Yang walked out.

Zhuo Yang's Arab head was gone, replaced by a thick piece of gauze covered with a gauze net, and his clothes had been replaced by a clean coat with a cap buttoned on his bald head. The fierce quarrel with Klopp made him feel bad all the time, and the two of them, who usually had a very harmonious master-apprentice relationship, were scared in an instant for this matter, and no one wanted to go down the stairs first. Anger and depression made Zhuo Yang feel very bad, and when he walked over with the pig butcher, he was also depressed, and he didn't want to deal with these reporters at all.

"Zhuo, will you condemn today's violence on the court?" A German journalist asked aloud.

Zhuo Yang rolled his eyes: You said it was violence on the court, idiot!

"Zhuo, are you disappointed in your teammates?" This reporter relented, and his question made Zhuo Yang stop.

"Why should I be disappointed?" Zhuo Yang looked at him with slanted eyes: Idiot!

"As far as I know, it is because of the unnecessary impulsiveness of your teammates that a large number of suspensions will have a very negative impact on your next crucial game." The journalist had clearly done his homework.

"Senseless? Do you think this is meaningless? Look at my head, do you want to look at my jersey again? The blood on it hasn't dried yet! ”

"So, you think your teammates are right to fight?" The reporter dug the pit very cunningly and began to set Zhuo Yang's words.

"Don't play with me your little cleverness, I didn't say it was right to fight. Fights on the football field are wrong at all times, but you can't always do the right thing for the rest of your life. ”

'There are things that we have to do even if it's wrong, like my team-mates and brothers did on the pitch to protect me. My teammates and brothers did something wrong, but I'm very grateful to them because they were wrong for me. I, proud of my brother! ”

Zhuo Yang's words were eloquent and reasonable, and he made the reporter speechless. Cheng Hao in the back first began to be shocked by Zhuo Yang's fluent and authentic German, because he himself had been in Germany for more than half a year, and he was still stumbling in addition to English and German, and then Cheng Hao was a little infected by Zhuo Yang's words.

Chinese players are known for their humility and introversion in Europe, and they are even a little outlier and shy, and they are used to self-examination in advance. Cheng Hao has actually always complained about this phenomenon, so he appreciates Zhuo Yang's confidence and flamboyance just now. In addition, Cheng Hao was born in Xinjiang in the northwest, and his personality naturally has the heroism and unrestrainedness of the side plug, so Zhuo Yang's words are very appetizing to him.

"Well said!" Cheng Hao couldn't help but applaud, using Chinese.

Suddenly hearing a native sentence, Zhuo Yang looked at it and saw Cheng Hao in the crowd. "Chinese?"

Cheng Hao squeezed in front of Zhuo Yang: "Hello, Zhuo Yang." I am a reporter from our "Sports Weekly", my name is Cheng Hao. "This is Cheng Hao's clever speaking skills, he does not say, 'I am a reporter from "Sports Weekly", but "I am a reporter from "our" Sports Weekly'. This time he subconsciously hinted to Zhuo Yang: Look, we are our own people.

When Zhuo Yang Meng saw his compatriots from China, he was somewhat cordial, and Cheng Hao affirmed his words loudly just now, so Zhuo Yang suddenly felt that Cheng Hao was very pleasing to the eye. He politely stretched out his hand and shook hands with Cheng Hao: "Sports Weekly, it's awesome, I buy it when I'm at home." Welcome, Cheng Hao, if there is anything you need my help with, just say. ”

Cheng Hao was overjoyed: This Zhuo Yang person is really not bad, he speaks sincerely without hypocrisy.

"Zhuo Yang, I will be based in Hannover in the future, this is my business card." Cheng Hao handed his business card to Zhuo Yang: "See if you can have a good chat with you when you are free." ”

"No problem, I'll call you when I get back. Not today, my teammates are waiting for me to get in the car, and I'll invite you to dinner in Hannover another day. Zhuo Yang didn't hesitate at all.

Cheng Hao was about to be overwhelmed by happiness: It's done! I'm fucking done!

A group of foreigners next to him watched dumbfounded, and the two people chatted hotly in Chinese.

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Cheng Hao and Madibao rushed back to Hanover in two ways, and it was already late at night when they arrived. Today, the brothers are a little depressed, Zhuo Yang still has a wound on his head, and no one mentioned the drinking party, everyone went home and fell asleep.

The disciplinary committee of the German Football Association questioned the brawl overnight, and the results were immediately sent to both clubs. Fortunately, only additional penalties were imposed on the relevant red card players, ranging from four to six, but this penalty was limited to the German C. That said, if Madiburg are promoted next season, the suspensions of the likes of Butcher and Scar will not follow to the Bundesliga. Of course, it is not certain that these young masters will not be in Madibo next season, and Raiola is already preparing for their transfer.

The Football Association issued hefty fines to both clubs, but there were no other penalties such as points deductions. Madiburg is stealing, money is not an issue, if points are deducted, the next game is completely meaningless. Stuttgart kickers are numb, they have suffered huge losses this season after they have been relegated, and no matter how much they are fined, they are too much lice to itch. However, they prefer a penalty point, anyway, they are relegated, even if they are fined 10,000 points?

Chairman Mullen's public relations efforts have been effective.

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Coming to Hanover from Stuttgart, Cheng Hao found a cheap hotel to settle down, intending to prepare for a long-term stay.

Early the next morning, Cheng Hao began to wait anxiously. Although Zhuo Yang promised to call him 'back', he also intuitively felt that Zhuo Yang would never perfunctory him, but this 'turn back' can be long or short, a week and half a month can also be called 'turn back', two months or even half a year can also be called 'turn back'.

What Cheng Hao didn't expect was that he was bored and had just stuffed two hot dogs into his mouth at noon when he received a call from Zhuo Yang.