Chapter 738: I Only Know Zidane
How seriously does Lyon manager Claude Pierre take this game? He brought Lisandro Lรณpez, the main player of the team's forward line, Miralem Pjanic, the core of the midfield, and Boumsson, the core of the back line, to attend the press conference.
'We're going to beat Real Madrid at home, it's not Zidane's era right now.'
"But now Real Madrid has Ronaldo and Tang Zhenglong?"
Pierre smiled.
"Ronaldo is good, but who is Tang Zhenglong?"
"World Footballer of the Year."
"Hehe, is there still a World Footballer of the Year? All I know is the Golden Globes. โ
"When an opponent doesn't respect you, then you don't have to respect him," Pierre said. โ
"Tang Zhenglong should learn to respect, otherwise his career will not last a few years."
When it was Real Madrid's turn, the reporter threw what Pierre said to Tang Zhenglong.
"Am I disrespectful to Lyon?"
"Probably not, I still respect my opponents a lot, for example, I respect Juninho, the core of Lyon's midfield, his elevator ball is too hanging."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Brazilian star Juninho Jr. is a famous free-kick grandmaster in world football, along with Junior Bey, but the problem is that he joined Agahrafa for 2.5 million euros last year and left Lyon early.
"Tang Zhenglong, don't you know that Juninho has left Lyon?"
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"How is it possible, don't talk nonsense, Juninho is very powerful."
Burst.
How disrespectful are you to your opponents?
"Don, don't you know that Zidane has retired?"
"I know that."
"Do you know Cruyff, then?"
"Yes, retired."
Tang Zhenglong Khan died.
"Is Juninho really gone? It's a shame that this is the only person in the Lyon team that I respect. โ
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The French journalist was about to blow up.
"Don, you did it on purpose!"
To tell the truth, Tang Zhenglong really doesn't know.
"I really don't know, I don't usually use the Internet."
Tang Zhenglong lied, he actually often went online, but he always visited domestic websites, and he also read foreign websites, but they were all action websites.
"By the way, who is the core of Lyon's midfield now?"
"Pjanic, Bosnia-Herzegovinacs!"
Wave...... Black!
Is the name legitimate?
However, Tang Zhenglong didn't dare to say this, otherwise he might be sprayed to death.
"Don, please name any French star other than Zinedine Zidane."
Backstage, Pellegrini smiled, "Such an idiotic question, even Tang Zhenglong can answer it." โ
Deschamps.
Lizarazu.
Petit.
Barthez.
Pellegrini had a long list of names in mind.
But...... Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.
"A French star?"
"Do I know a French movie star or not? Sophie Marceau. โ
Burst.
"Don, if you can't say it, we French reporters will collectively retire, and you can play by yourself."
Tang Zhenglong was hesitant.
He can't remember the names of foreigners, they all remember nicknames, such as the goalkeeper is bald, the defender is a, the striker is short, and the midfielder is bald.
"Bald."
"Barthez."
"That's right, it's Barthez, I know him."
Tang Zhenglong was pardoned.
"No, this is a reminder from the people in the audience, let's say another one."
"I see, Zidan!"
Burst.
Zidan is the abbreviation of Zidane, just like Cristiano Ronaldo called Ronaldo, in fact, he is a person.
"Zidan is Zidane!!"
"Damn, it turned out to be one person, I always thought it was two people."
The French reporters at the scene cried to death, but the French team was the runner-up in the last World Cup.
Someone asked, "Haven't you watched the World Cup in Germany?" โ
"Yes."
"Then one more one."
Tang Zhenglong thought about it, the Europeans just had those names anyway, David, Paul, John, Peter, William, Jack or something.
Why don't you guess one?
There are as many people in Europe as there are Zhang Wei in China.
Tang Zhenglong opened his mouth and said, "David." โ
Boom, the French reporters at the scene left their seats en masse.
"No David?"
Everyone left, and Tang Zhenglong looked at the press officer.
"Shall I go?"
It was also the first time that the press officer had encountered such a situation, and the press conference would definitely not be able to go on.
Back backstage, Pellegrini grimaced.
"David?"
"There are so many people in Europe who call David, how do I know if there are none."
"Are you an idiot? The French team is made up of immigrant players, mostly African. โ
Tang Zhenglong slapped his thigh.
"I was wrong, I should have guessed an African name, by the way, what are the more African names?"
"Drogba?"
Pellegrini wants to draw people, and a press conference can drive reporters away, which may be the first time in history.
Soon, Tang Zhenglong was on the news, and this time it became disrespectful to the entire French football.
"Look at his stupidity, David!! Did he think of David Beckham? โ
"I suspect that Tang Zhenglong is pretending to be stupid, is there really anyone who doesn't know Deschamps? He's a professional footballer. โ
Clara and Camille also came out to add fuel and vinegar, and broke the fake news on fans' social media.
"Tang Zhenglong sneaked up on the two of us, and he deliberately wanted to sign on my T-shirt and take the opportunity to rub oil."
"Tang Zhenglong is a scumbag."
"He did it on purpose, his purpose was to discredit French football."
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Hotel Lounge.
Teammates come around.
"Don, write a review again!"
"Hahaha, Tang is the most cultured person we have here, and he writes every day."
Tang Zhenglong is a baby's heart.
"Marcelo, you write it for me, I'll give you 10 euros."
"Do you think I'm asking for food? 10 euros? โ
"Too little? That 15? โ
Tang Zhenglong is helpless, this is not a long-term solution, we have to think of a way, turn on the computer, click on QQ, Tang Zhenglong found Yang Zhiyong of "Football Weekly".
"Brother Yang, the rivers and lakes are in emergency."
"What's the matter?"
"Can you find a university student in the capital who understands Spanish?"
"Male or female?"
"It doesn't matter, but you have to review how well the writing is."
"Review? University doesn't write that, does it? โ
"Brother Yang, I really need such a talent."
Yang Zhiyong Khan died, "It's also a talent to write a review book this year?" โ
"Okay, I'll try."
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Pellegrini snapped the review book in front of Tang Zhenglong.
"You wrote this?"
"That's right."
"I'll ask again, you wrote it?"
Tang Zhenglong was a little nervous, it cost 100RMB to buy, but Tang Zhenglong stated that it was not allowed to be copied online, and it must be original, but Tang Zhenglong didn't expect that the day he wrote the review was signed.
"Sergio, is this you?"
Tang Zhenglong Khan died.
"Is that stupid lack of signature?"
"Boss, my Spanish name is Sergio."
"Really? So who is Delgado? โ
Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, woo woo, I will definitely learn Spanish well in the future.