UEFA President Michel Platini and UEFA CEO Gianni Infantino were in the VIP seats at the Bernabeu Stadium to present the Champions League winners after the game.

In addition, this is a World Cup year, and these two will also be busy.

Platini's daughter also came, her name was Marlene Platini, and she was a less well-known French actress.

"Marlene, don't you like football?"

"yes, but it's a Champions League final and the media from all over the world are here."

Infantino smiled: "But the European media don't seem to eat this, your dad is a celebrity, but they don't seem to pay attention to you." ”

As Platini's daughter, Marlene is beautiful and beautiful, so she always wants to take shortcuts and become popular with scandals.

Marlene sneered: "Didn't Sophie Marceau also rely on hype at the beginning? Would she otherwise be so popular? ”

Platini and Infantino looked at each other and didn't speak.

"Dad, I'm going to present the award together."

"Nonsense."

"Dad, as a family, this is my right, can't the family members of the players also enter the stadium?"

"It was spelled out, what did you do?"

"I'll make you breakfast."

Platini Khan died.

A successful man must have a rough daughter.

"Dad, if you don't help me, then I'll figure it out myself."

"What's the solution?"

Platini expressed disdain because he thought his daughter had no other choice.

"I can find a player to be a temporary boyfriend, then I will be the player's family."

Burst.

Infantino couldn't hold back and snorted.

Platini's face darkened.

"Yes, if you have the ability to handle Messi and Ronaldo, I will be proud of you."

"I don't like that, I like Marcelo like that."

Platini's mouth was crooked.

"Then don't go home."

*****

At the end of the first half, the score was 1-1, the players on both sides withdrew and returned to the players' tunnel, Tang Zhenglong saw a beautiful woman waving at him.

"Hello!!"

"Chinese?"

In the 21st century, foreigners will basically say hello, thank you, have you eaten?

"I'll say that."

"Huh."

"My name is Marlene."

"My name is Tang Zhenglong."

"Can you call Marcelo for me?"

"What's the matter?"

Marlene was very direct and said it all.

"Just pretend to be my boyfriend and take me to the field, if the security guard doesn't stop me, there is no need to say anything."

Tang Zhenglong thought about it, this is a good thing to help others, so he patted his chest.

"I'll be able to help you."

"You? Are you sure? ”

"Of course, you say it's my girlfriend, and I'll take you to the field."

"Thank you then."

"You're welcome, we Chinese are very helpful."

"I didn't expect the Chinese to be so good."

*******

Marcelo just saw a beautiful woman waving at him, but he was covered in sweat and was going to go to the locker room to change his clothes first, and then come back, in case something good!

When I came back, the beauty was gone.

"What about people?"

"Who?"

"I just saw a beautiful woman waving at me, but I went to change my clothes first."

Tang Zhenglong slapped Marcelo on the shoulder.

"Curly, you're dead!!"

“……”

"What's wrong?"

"I ask you, did you go to a nightclub?"

"Nonsense."

"This girl and you met in a nightclub, and she said she did."

"What's there?"

Tang Zhenglong patted his stomach.

Marcelo was shocked.

"Impossible!! I've always been safe. ”

Tang Zhenglong smiled.

"If she looks for the media, she will say that it is yours, what will you do?"

“……”

"We're stars, we can't tell."

“……”

Marcelo was stupid.

"That'...... How do you say? ”

Tang Zhenglong patted his chest, "I take this matter, the child is mine, okay." ”

Marcelo was stunned.

"Don, you're sacrificing too much, aren't you?"

"No way, who called us good friends, but there is one thing you have to promise me."

"You say!!"

"The next time you see that beauty, you have to make sure you don't say a word, like a fool, otherwise I won't be able to help you."

Marcelo thought about it, it was easy.

"Okay, I'll just treat her as air."

Tang Zhenglong patted Marcelo again, "Very good, very good, you don't need to thank me, just invite me to dinner." ”

"Don, you're so good to me."

******

Marlene returned to the VIP table with pride.

Platini smiled: "Look, my baby daughter is back, got Messi?" ”

"Or Marcelo."

"Nope."

"Haha, I just said it, you can't leave me."

Platini and Infantino laughed, and the next second, they couldn't laugh.

"I got Tang Zhenglong."

With a swipe, Platini fell out of his chair.

"Tang Zhenglong ???"

This big name, of course, Platini has heard, the celebrity daughter harvester, who has scourged the women of Moyes, Maradona, and Florentino, and now it is actually on her own head, which is really unbearable.

"No way!!"

"Why? That Chinese is very good. ”

"He ......"

"You're not from football, you don't understand, but if you're from football, you understand."

"What the hell do you mean?"

"Do your own search."

Marin picked up her phone and searched, Platini smiled on the side: "You know who he is now, right?" ”

Ma Lin looked surprised, "Dad, he looks like you when you were young." ”

Bah!!

"Mom said you were also a big group of girlfriends before you got married."

“……”

France is such an open country, and Platini is a superstar and an ex-girlfriend, so he can basically play a full women's football game.

Infantino smiled: "You don't seem qualified to talk about Tang Zhenglong. ”

“……”

"Anyway, it's not good, I like Messi, you can socialize with him, others can't, especially Tang Zhenglong."

"Then I can't help you, Tang Zhenglong has already agreed to be my boyfriend, and he will take me into the arena after the game."

Platini trembled with anger.

He finally understands now that such a thing as retribution really exists, he harmed other girls when he was young, and now his daughter is being harmed by Tang Zhenglong.

******

The more Marcelo thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes, and he doesn't have Alzheimer's, doesn't he remember the woman he has ever had?

Coming out of the tunnel in the second half, Marcelo found Alves.

"Something for you."

"What's the matter?"

"Have you ever had that time?"

"What?"

"That's it...... When I woke up the next day, I forgot about it. ”

Marcelo was vague, but Alves understood.

"It's a lot, hehe, but let me state first, I'm not as confused as Ronaldo, and I can still distinguish between men and women."

Marcelo was dumbfounded.