Old trafford.

Champions League quarter-finals, Manchester United vs Everton, first leg.

Tang Zhenglong became the focus as soon as he arrived.

"Don, you actually sued Zlatan for unfair competition?"

"Yes, as we all know, there are about 10 really good strikers in Europe, and I'm at least in the top three."

"Ibrahimovic is about fifth, or sixth."

"He wants to be in the top three, and the biggest obstacle is me, so he wants to stink me, which is unfair competition."

Ibu almost smashed it when he saw this in front of the TV.

"How can there be such a brazen person?"

"I'm your mother."

"Don, do you think you can win?"

"Certainly, justice will prevail."

"Tang, you have been fighting against online violence recently, but some people say that you have nothing to do and deliberately provoke the majority of netizens, what do you think about this?"

Tang Zhenglong said: "I didn't provoke netizens, most netizens are good and kind, what I hate is those snakes who hack me." ”

Be dumbfounded.

Tang Zhenglong really didn't see the Yellow River and didn't give up, and he even dared to call netizens snakes.

"Tang, why do you still ask netizens to pet snakes?"

"Can't you?"

Tang Zhenglong's face changed.

"Petting snakes."

"Petting snakes."

"Petting snakes."

The reporter's face darkened.

"Don, you're so naïve."

“……”

"I call it sincerity!!"

"I'm going to fight online violence all the time, come on! Everyone shouts along with me - say NO to online violence. ”

“……”

"Okay, let's all disperse."

"Hey!! Come back, coward!! Are you going to surrender? ”

"Tang, we are different from you, we have a family, and we are afraid of being pressed on the ground by netizens and rubbing it repeatedly."

“……”

"Do you mean I don't care?"

Everyone shrugged, and Tang Zhenglong was about to vomit blood.

*****

in the locker room.

Everyone is looking at the comments on their phones.

"I hate the era of smartphones, and in this era, online violence is easier, and it's all the time, and I miss the days of Pele, if anyone dared to hack me, I would buy that newspaper and turn it into my family's entertainment room."

Tang Zhenglong imagined his willful life when he was rich.

"Don, you can buy BT too, hahaha."

Everyone laughed and deduced an idiom - collusion.

"Look, the topic of scolding Tang Zhenglong on the Internet has ranked 5th, and even the scandal of Anne Hathaway was filmed after Tang Zhenglong."

"Don, you're red."

Tang Zhenglong sneered: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I can't see these websites in my motherland, you can spray as much as you like." ”

Just when everyone was eating melons, suddenly Tang Zhenglong's move stunned his teammates, Tang Zhenglong first put on a white T-shirt, and then the jersey, and there were words on the white T.

"Don, what's written on your T-shirt?"

Tang Zhenglong picked up his jersey and said with a smile: "I was going to show it when I celebrated." ”

Everyone looked at it and was dumbfounded.

"Say no to online violence, say no to online masturbation."

"Don, this is the Champions League, you will offend netizens all over the world, you ......"

"Tang, do you know how many netizens there are all over the world now? Spit on each person can drown you 100 times. ”

Tang Zhenglong crossed his hands on his hips.

"I said I wouldn't succumb to online violence, so I'll do it, you snakes! I'm not afraid!! ”

That's when Moyes opened the door and came in.

"What are you doing? Put your phones away. ”

"Boss, Tang Zhenglong has given up treatment."

"Abandon treatment? Don, what disease do you have? ”

"I'm so decent."

Someone laughed and told Moyes what had just happened, and Moyes was also shocked.

"Don, you stop me, this is the Champions League, it's likely to get a ticket, don't you know that BT and UEFA also cooperate?"

"Isn't it possible for them to scold me?"

"Who told you to have a big mouth."

Moyerston paused, "You better apologize." ”

"No way, I can't apologize."

Moyes said angrily: "Don't force me to rip off your T-shirt. ”

"I'd rather die than give in."

Moyes made a move, and the two men scuffled together, and the players took out their smartphones to take pictures.

"What are you doing? Don't force me to smash your phones. ”

"If there's a picture of the locker room streaming online, I'll make you look good."

"Yes!! You networms, it's better to cut off the net for you forever. ”

Moyes continued to reach out and tear Tang Zhenglong's clothes.

"Boss, let go, your jersey is about to be torn by you."

"Take off the T-shirt inside."

"I don't take it off."

"Can't you take it off?"

"I don't take it off."

Everyone froze, this dialogue seemed weird if it didn't match the picture.

After a period of fighting, Moyes was out of breath and had to sigh that he was getting old.

"Then you can wear it, but you must not show it, or I will replace you immediately."

"Did you hear that?"

Tang Zhenglong covered his ears and pretended not to hear.

*****

In the players' tunnel, Ferguson took the initiative to come over and talk to Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, you're doing a good job on that website, and it's me'too."

Tang Zhenglong knew that Ferguson must be referring to the website of Ibrahimovic.

"Sir, you're so old, and you're still online."

Ferguson was stunned, "This bastard dares to sarcastically mock me." ”

"My grandson got it for me, can't you?"

"Yes, it's still good for you to live and learn, and it's still good for you to go online, sir, do you know that many people on the Internet scold you?"

"Will it?" Ferguson wondered.

"Yes."

"Why? I don't think I've done anything wrong. ”

"Because you've offended."

"Arsene Wenger?"

Tang Zhenglong shook his head.

"Mourinho?"

Tang Zhenglong still shook his head.

"Then who else can I offend, hehe."

Tang Zhenglong pointed to himself.

"You offended Tang Zhenglong, do you know how many fans I have? More than a billion! ”

Ferguson was dumbfounded.

"Am I offending you?"

"That's right, my fan said I'm going to rub you on the ground."

Ferguson was completely dumbfounded.

"Who dare!!"

Tang Zhenglong said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's just cyber violence, don't you think it's terrible?" ”

Ferguson couldn't help but nod.

"This era is really hateful, anyone can scold people on the Internet."

"That's right, some people say you're just a second-rate coach in the Premier League, not even as good as David Moyes."

Ferguson was furious.

"Who said that?"

"Netizen."

“……”

Ferguson suddenly came back to his senses, "I don't think you are scolding me, and pretending to be a netizen who did it." ”

……

"You've found out."

Tang Zhenglong smiled, "It's really what netizens said, if you don't believe it, go back and let your grandson find it for you, by the way, I'll go to the game first." ”

The more Ferguson thought about it, the more wrong it became.