Chapter Seventy-Four—Old Fox!

With three intense games played in seven days, Saint-Germain's main players, who used the turf as a bed after the referee's whistle blew to finish the game, really wanted a good rest.

The Devil's schedule is over, and they have won three in a row. This was something that no one expected, and in the absence of a major general, Saint-Germain's performance was surprising. And the important person who created this miracle was Tang Jue.

The referee's whistle blew to end the game, and Tang Jue was the only Saint-Germain player on the pitch who did not fall on the turf. He crouched down next to Boskovich and said, "I say, it's too uncivilized for you to lie here." ”

Boskovic opened his eyes, looked at Tang Jue, a tired smile appeared on his face, and said, "Boy, you have created a miracle. You are the brightest star of the night. ”

Tang Jue smiled happily, he said: "Do you know, I opened a bet before the game, I want to score two goals in this game, one to two." I don't have much money, so I'm desperate. ”

Thinking that he had won the bet, Tang Jue was very happy. He hoped that Arendt would receive as big a bet as possible.

Boskovic said: "I know, I bet too. ”

Boskovich's words surprised Don, and after the surprise, the joy in his heart was even greater.

Tang Jue looked at Boskovich and asked after a long time, "How much have you played?" ”

"One hundred thousand!"

……

At Deu's call, the Saint-Germain players climbed up from the turf. Hand in hand, walk to the sidelines and bow to the fans. At this moment, it has been six minutes since the end of the game, and none of the Saint-Germain fans have left the stadium early. They were waiting for their fighters to get up from the turf and receive their heartfelt applause.

"Great Saint-Germain!"

"Great Saint-Germain!"

The fans applauded and shouted vigorously. Tonight, they saw warriors who never gave up, and they saw brave warriors. Their soldiers moved them and brought them the joy of victory.

Tang Jue's nose was slightly sour, and aside from the gambling contract, he felt that everything he paid was worth it.

Alice looked at Tang Jue with moist eyes, tonight was the first time she went to the scene to watch the game. The atmosphere at the scene shocked her, and Alice realized how difficult it is to be a football player. In order to win, Deupi opened his flesh and put a few band-aids on it to play.

In order to win, Tang never gave up, forced the opposing defender to make mistakes, and scored a goal to take the lead again. This is a real group of men, they are brave, and they are willing to give everything for the sake of victory.

And among this group of real men, there is one person who shines the brightest, and his light overshadows the others.

Tang Jue's gaze found Alice, and a flush appeared on Alice's cheeks.

……

In the visitors' dressing room, Co Adrianse comforted his players: "We're not dead yet, the other game has just ended, Chelsea beat CSKA 2-0. Chelsea dominated the group, with the other three teams all having a chance of qualifying.

As long as we win the last three games, we will definitely qualify from the group. ”

The disappointment in the eyes of the Porto players slowly faded, and Co Adrianse's words were like sowing seeds of hope in their hearts. They haven't died yet, as long as they're not dead, they have a chance.

With a red card, Pepe will miss the next game at home to Saint-Germain. At the moment of kicking Tang Jue, he did not regret it at all. Now he finally began to regret it, and he even suspected that Tang Jue deliberately waited for him to step forward to grab the ball, and waited for him to go up before deliberately passing the ball. The purpose was to provoke him.

"Damn the Chinese!" Pepe angrily smashed the towel on the floor.

Pepe's words made anger appear in the eyes of the Porto players, it was the hateful Chinese striker who plunged them into humiliation. If it weren't for him, tonight's victory would have belonged to Porto.

Fabiano, who is also Brazilian, patted Pepe on the shoulder and said, "Back at home, we'll clean him up." ”

……

Home team dressing room.

The Saint-Germain players were still intoxicated by the joy of victory, and captain Deu was taken away by the team doctor. The wound on his eyebrow bone had not yet been patched. Wayd Alilozik clapped his hands to signal silence, and after looking around, he said: "Tonight, we are the heroes of the Parc des Princes stadium." We gave the fans a win and hope of qualifying for the Champions League. ”

He paused and said loudly, "The Devil's Race is finally over!" ”

In the first two games, he never said the word "devil's schedule", and he was afraid that it would affect the mood of the players. Three wins in a row, the devil's schedule has become a victory schedule, a miracle schedule.

The players cheered, the Devils were over, and they could rest for two days before the game was played. Waided Alilozik said with a smile: "Two days off!" ”

"I love you, Coach!"

"Coach, you are the most handsome man!"

The players are expressing their opinions. The manager's decision was so wise that they could really relax for two days.

……

Boskovic walked towards Tang Jue with a football in his arms, he handed the football to Tang Jue, and said with a smile: "This is your first game in the Champions League, your first Champions League goal." I think it has a special meaning for you. I got it from the referee. ”

Tang Jue's heart moved, and there was emotion surging in his heart. His eyes were a little moist and his nose was slightly sore. Tang Jue stood up, took the football, bowed deeply to Boskovic, and said, "Mr. Boskovic, thank you!" ”

Sack looked at Tang Jue with envy, not only because Tang Jue scored in the first Champions League, but also because the team's boss was thinking about him. Even such a small thing as football, Boskovic took it to heart. This is enough to show that Tang Jue has been recognized by these team bosses in this team.

……

Cantona and Glaree did not come to the dressing room. They were in a certain room at the moment, and Glareet was going to give Tang Jue a salary increase, and he wasn't sure how much money he should give Tang Jue. Don was signed by Cantona, and Glère wanted to kick the ball to Cantona.

Cantona reclined on the couch, Glerais looked at him and said, "Mr. Cantona, Don is the player you signed. How much do you think you should add to him? ”

"Old fox!" Cantona muttered in his heart, he rolled his eyes, looked at Gleraille and said, "You are the chairman, you have the final say in how much you add." ”

Glère thought for a while and said, "Actually, I'm also thinking that there is no problem if I don't give him a raise. We paid him according to the contract, and no one could find fault with him. ”

Cantona's expression remained unchanged, and Glaree saw that Cantona did not accept the offer, and knew that Cantona was not fooled by him. He had no choice but to say: "Of course, we must show enough sincerity for such a talented player. Give him a salary increase to give him a sense of belonging. ”

Cantona laughed inwardly, he knew what Douglais was thinking. said: "Add another 140,000 to make his weekly salary reach 300,000." I don't think the rest of the team would have much of a problem even if they knew the truth. That's the attitude of the club, as long as anyone performs well, we can give them a raise. ”

Glaree assessed in his mind that Pauletta's weekly salary was 750,000, Deu's weekly salary was 700,000, and Boskovic's was 700,000. Most of the other main players in the first team have a weekly salary of about 450,000.

After playing three games, Tang Jue's salary rose to the same level as an ordinary player in a team. This is too outrageous in the eyes of the outside world, if you follow the level that Tang Jue has shown in these three games, and how important he is to the team. That's not too much.

Glère said, "Okay! Now that you've spoken, do as you say. ”

There was no hint of joy in Cantona, and Glaree's words made him feel deceived. Cantona asked, "How much did you want to add to him?" ”

After asking this sentence, Cantona regretted it. Sure enough, as he thought, Glaree said with a smile: "I want to give him the treatment of the main player!" ”

Cantona scolded fiercely in his heart: "Damn old fox, be a good person yourself, and let others be the bad guy!" ”

Cantona still hasn't scolded: Since you want to add him to the salary of the main player, what else do you discuss with me? You just add it. obviously didn't have this idea, but he made a very regretful look. What an old fox.