Chapter 707: Which Onion Is Bailey?

"If you don't do what I ask, I'll go to the media and say that Giannina is pregnant, your father is you, and I'm going to go to UEFA to sue you."

The threatening sound on the phone was still ringing in my ears.

"Don."

"Don."

The press officer shouted Tang Zhenglong a few times before pulling him back from his stunned state.

"Don, what's wrong with you? Uncomfortable? ”

Tang Zhenglong smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, I've been training too hard lately, I was distracted just now, you can ask questions." ”

A journalist stood up.

"Don, some people say that this is another battlefield between you and Aguero."

"The so-called other battlefield, the previous battlefield naturally refers to the love field."

"You won the previous battle, so will you be equally lucky this time?"

Tang Zhenglong replied with a smile: "I have never relied on luck, but on my strength, no matter which battlefield it is." ”

"Will you shake Aguero's hand before the game? It is said that he refuses, and he does not want to touch your dirty hands. ”

"I will stretch out my hand, but whether I hold it or not, it depends on the attitude of the other party."

"The Madrid derby has attracted the attention of more than 200 countries around the world, and the two biggest players, Maradona and Pele, have come to Madrid to judge the game."

"Thank God." Tang Zhenglong was overjoyed in his heart, and he was worried that he didn't have a chance to start a topic, so this guy sent a pillow.

"Wait...... What did you say? Two great players? I only know one champion, and that's Diego Maradona, what the hell is the other one? ”

In front of the TV, Maradona was eating an apple with a big grin.

"Haha, on the road!!"

The reporter was stunned.

"Pele, Brazil's king Pele, don't tell me you don't know?"

It's like basketball players don't know Jordan, and racing cars don't know Schumacher.

Tang Zhenglong nodded, "I know Pele, but is he the king of the ball?" ”

DUANG!

The audience was in an uproar!!

Then the reporters became excited, Tang Zhenglong is going to do something!

What do journalists like best? The people who do things, so British journalists love Mourinho so much, and with him, there are meal tickets.

"Don, do you have any opinion about Bailey?"

"No, I just think he's too far behind Diego, there's only one great player in the 20th century, and that's Diego Maradona."

"Hahaha, that's a good point."

The old horse in front of the TV was broken, like a 200-pound child.

"Don, do you have any tricks in Diego's hands?"

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Tang Zhenglong is the baby's heart is bitter, but the baby can't say it.

"Don, do you have some ulterior affair with Maradona? Pele is clearly better than Maradona, unless you're blind. ”

"Don, please touch your conscience and tell the truth."

In front of the TV, Lao Ma took a sip of Fat House Happy Water with a disdainful face.

"Conscience? Does Tang Zhenglong have this thing? ”

The scene almost got out of control, and then Tang Zhenglong spoke.

"Maradona has five players in a row in the World Cup, does Pele have any? Maradona carried Argentina to the World Cup alone, while Pele relied on the entire Brazilian team. ”

"Also, only I know that Diego actually has diabetes, which means that he won the World Cup while he was sick."

Lao Ma glanced at the Coke in his hand and scolded: "You are sick!" ”

Tang Zhenglong couldn't make it up anymore, and if he continued to talk about it, he was afraid that he would vomit first.

"Well, in short, in my heart, Diego is the king of the ball, and no one can compare to him."

******

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

A group of volunteers in yellow vests took to the streets.

A young girl with a ponytail walks into a bar.

"Delay you for a few minutes, my name is Madeleine."

Since it was a beautiful girl who spoke, everyone was still very face-saving, and they cast enthusiastic eyes one after another.

Madeleine pulls out a headshot, and the person on it looks sassy.

"Everyone can see clearly, this person's name is Tang Zhenglong, Chinese, now playing in Real Madrid, he publicly sprayed our football king Pele yesterday, and degraded our god as worthless."

"Bastard!" Someone coaxed.

Madeleine motioned for everyone to be quiet.

"Everyone, be quiet."

"Please go back and remind the women in your family to cherish life and stay away from Tang Zhenglong, whether it is your wife, daughter, or even your mother."

"Remember, stay away from Tang Zhenglong."

******

Buenos Aires, Argentina.

At the carnival, everyone wears masks, and the heads on the masks look like sassy faces.

"Today we are all Tang Zhenglong."

"Tang Zhenglong is an Argentine hero."

Now Tang Zhenglong has become a hero in Argentina second only to Maradona, and this guy scolds Pele.

Cool!!

Argentine football and Brazilian football are incompatible in South American football, which is equivalent to an intercontinental derby.

As the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy, that is the friend.

There is even a song in Argentina - marry Tang Zhenglong if you marry.

*****

Pele's temper is good, but a good temper doesn't mean no temper, he is usually sneered at by Maradona, he can still bear it, after all, Maradona is a generation of passers, but Tang Zhenglong? What is this?

During the interview, Bailey had a rare frenzy.

"I know that Tang Zhenglong and Maradona's daughter have an unclear relationship, maybe he is speaking for his father-in-law."

"But as a junior in football, there is still a basic courtesy for seniors, if a person like Tang Zhenglong is in Brazil, then he will not succeed at all, and no coach will like this kind of impolite player."

"Diego, I warn you, if you want to say anything to me, come out yourself, instead of finding someone to do it for you."

In front of the TV, the old horse trembled with anger.

"This Brazilian dead, you don't dare to me!!"

*****

"The number you dialed is empty, please call again later."

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"Could this guy have changed his mobile phone number to avoid me?"

Maradona was dumbfounded.

After thinking about it, he called Aguero.

"Sergio."

"Diego, how are you ...... Give me...... Call. ”

"What are you stammering?"

"I'm so nervous, you're an Argentine legend."

Maradona was unhappy, this guy was too honest and not at all like what he was when he was young.

This point cannot be compared with Tang Zhenglong.

"Don't be nervous, I've got something for you."

"What's the matter?"

"Have you ever watched the news? Pele, that bastard, he scolded me, he insulted Argentine football, do you think this can be endured? ”

"Of course not."

"Okay, then I'll give you an honorable mission, scold back in front of reporters, and defend the dignity of Argentine football."

Aguero was dumbfounded and scolded back? I won't.

"Hmph, I can't do such a thing, is it possible that I still have to find Tang Zhenglong?"

"No, I can."

After hanging up the phone, Lao Ma called Tang Zhenglong again.

"The owner of the number you called is dead, please never call again."

The old horse was stunned!