Chapter 932: She Wants, I Want to Run
Moving into Mourinho's house, Tang Zhenglong quickly got along with Jose Mario Mourinho, Mourinho's youngest son.
Mario's nickname is Zuka, so Tang Zhenglong also calls him Zuka.
"Zuka, have you ever had a girlfriend?"
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"I'm only 10 years old."
"I'm talking about the pure kind, which is to go home together after school."
Zuka shook his head.
At this time, someone knocked Tang Zhenglong's head: "Don't teach my son badly." β
Zouka turned on the TV, and it was all about the Madrid derby.
Real Madrid's most important games of a season are two games, one against Barcelona and the other against their rivals - Atletico Madrid.
Zuca sees Aguero.
"Don, did you really cuckold Aguero?"
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"That's media nonsense, there's no way I'm going to do that kind of thing."
"But I remember Diego also said that you were his son-in-law."
"No way, I'm so handsome, and my career is so successful, of course a star like Maradona who has become angry wants to slap me, but I've rejected him, it's impossible, I only love Fermina."
Burst!!
"Don, if she wasn't from the Florentino family, would you still say that?"
"Haha, of course...... Not really. β
"Scum." Mourinho took a look at this side and said: "Zuka, you have to learn from your father and mother in this regard, the two of us are childhood sweethearts, and finally gave birth to you and live happily together." β
Tang Zhenglong smiled, "Jose, it's all men, pretending to be P." β
"What do you mean?"
"I don't believe it, you haven't had a relationship with the fans."
Mourinho was stunned and picked up his slippers.
"Tang Zhenglong, you are slandering."
Tang Zhenglong hurriedly begged for mercy.
"Okay, I was wrong, okay?"
Zuka lightly arched Tang Zhenglong with his elbow, "Do you know anything?" β
"I don't know!!"
"Cut."
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"Fermina, are you sure you want this? Wouldn't it be a little too ruthless? β
"Who made Tang Zhenglong cheap."
Although Linda is from The Sun, she still thinks it is too ruthless.
"Let's find someone to send it out."
"Okay."
The next day, the whole of Spain, and indeed the whole of Europe, was fried.
Major media reports have reported that Tang Zhenglong and Fermina broke down, Tang Zhenglong was swept out of the house and now lives in the club.
Tang Zhenglong was stunned when he saw the report.
"Damn! This ......"
"This girl is too ruthless."
At this time, Tang Zhenglong's phone rang, and at first glance, it was Maradona calling.
"Don, congratulations."
"Congratulations? Diego, are you having brain cancer again, I'm anxious now, what are you congratulating me? β
"Happy breakup, I remember that there is a song in your country called Happy Breakup."
Burst.
"Now Liang Jingru has opened up the Spanish market?"
"Don, you and my daughter are true love, everything else is just playing, call dad to listen."
"Fuck off, I'm going to block you."
Soon, Tang Zhenglong's phone was blown up, it must have been a reporter's, and Tang Zhenglong simply turned off his phone.
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End of training.
"Jose, we want Tang Zhenglong, give us Tang Zhenglong, if you don't give us Tang Zhenglong today, we won't leave."
"Tang Zhenglong needs to rest, and there are malicious rumors in the media today, and Tang Zhenglong has been hit hard."
Burst.
"Blows? Tang Zhenglong? Don't be funny, Tang Zhenglong's skin is thicker than the city wall, how can he be hit. β
Mourinho was dumbfounded, are these media crazy?
"Well, you interview me, don't you like to make news about me?"
"Hehe, that was before, compared to Tang Zhenglong, you were bored."
Burst.
Mu Shuai vomited three liters of blood.
"Jose, tell you, we have all brought our tents, and if we can't see Tang Zhenglong today, we won't leave."
Mores arched Mourinho.
"I don't think long pain is better than short pain, so let Tang Zhenglong come out."
Mu Shuai nodded.
"Everyone wait a while, Tang Zhenglong will come right away and put away your tent."
"I said you, fat reporter, who allowed you to pitch a tent at our training ground."
"Put it away right away."
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"Don, why did Fermina dump you?"
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Tang Zhenglong clenched his fists, "This reporter, do you really want to be beaten by a superstar." β
"Don!! How dare you threaten journalists!! β
"I remember that journalists will also be accused of nonsense, first, I have never been in a relationship with Fermina at all, we just live together."
"Second, we have a good relationship."
"Then why were you swept out of the house and didn't dare to go back to your own home?"
"Hahahaha."
Tang Zhenglong looked up to the sky and roared, in fact, he was buying time, brainstorming, and thinking of a reasonable excuse.
"I was preparing for the games against Atletico Madrid and Barcelona, so I practiced for two hours a day, and when I was tired, I stayed in a small room next to the gym."
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Extra practice?
"Don, are you an idiot when we are? Your house is so big, don't you have a gym? β
"Yes, but ......"
"But what?"
"What I said next may be a bit inappropriate, so the female reporter will avoid it first."
"No need!!"
"Don, you say, we're all adults."
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"That's right, I only wear sweatpants when I train."
"It's normal."
"If I train at home and Fermina sees my toned muscles, she can't help it, she's going to ......"
"Yes?"
"What do you want?"
"That's it."
"What do you want?"
Tang Zhenglong smiled, "Don't pretend to be stupid, if you pretend to be an idiot, then I don't care." β
A female reporter took off her reserve and asked, "Does she want a lot?" β
Tang Zhenglong nodded, meaningful.
"I'll just tell you, if I train at home, it's the equivalent of running a marathon every day."
Burst!!
Brag.
Some female reporters said disdainfully.
Tang Zhenglong was unhappy.
"Don't believe me? Okay, you stay later, let's go to the gym together. β
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A female reporter raised her hand, "Then can I stay too?" β
Female reporters raised their hands one after another, and male reporters couldn't stand it.
"Can you make a face?"
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Fermina tore the newspaper to shreds, "Tang Zhenglong is letting go of P, he actually told the media that I want to run away until he wants to." β
"It's slander."
"I agree." Emma nodded.
"I agree." Linda nodded.
"But ......"
"But what?"
"I think it's better to forget it, Tang Zhenglong's face is unfathomable, and we can't fight him." Emma said.
"No, I can't do that this time, I'm going to the club to find him."
Linda Khan said: "In case it is photographed by a reporter, write another article - "Fermina can't help it and wants to go to the club", what should I do?" β
Burst.
Emma burst out laughing.