At the end of the game, a middle-aged Frenchman, who was the head coach of Lyon - Claude Pierre, stood up.

No one noticed him at all.

He turned and disappeared into the sea of people.

Lyon, Real Madrid's opponent in the quarterfinals of the Champions League, Real Madrid was called Real Sixteen in the years, and lost to Lyon several times.

French football has a deep heritage, and Lyon represents the highest level of French football, at least at the club level.

*******

It's snowing in Madrid.

The Chinese New Year is also approaching.

"It's the Spring Festival."

This year's Spring Festival Gala, the national football team will be on the program, and Tang Zhenglong will be connected at that time.

"Fermina, Emma, Linda, Kaya, come on, make dumplings."

It's not difficult to make dumplings, in the past few years of living with Tang Zhenglong, several girls have made dumplings every year.

"Don, what are you going to say later?"

"Small talk."

"Can I be photogenic?" Fermina laughed.

"Of course not."

"Why?"

"Not for any reason."

After wrapping the dumplings, Mini Luo came when he smelled it.

"This kid is just in time."

Every time there is something to eat, Mini Luo must be the first to come.

Linda first served a bowl of dumplings to Mini Luo.

"Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious."

At this time, Tang Zhenglong's mobile phone rang.

He touched Mini Luo's head.

"You're good, I'll answer the phone first."

"Oh."

Pick up the phone and turn on the video.

"Brother Long, I'm at the Spring Festival Gala, this is the host, Dong Qin."

Han Peng's big face occupies 80% of the screen.

"Hello everyone."

"Long Long, you are the hero of the Asian Cup, it's a pity that you still have to compete, so you can't come to the Spring Festival Gala."

"It's a bit of a pity that I'm in Madrid to greet you for the New Year."

"Have you eaten dumplings?"

"I ate it, I wrapped it myself."

At this moment, Dong Qin noticed that a small head appeared in the lower right corner of the video.

She was taken aback, could it be Tang Zhenglong's illegitimate son, I heard that Tang Zhenglong has many girlfriends.

However, the Spring Festival Gala is a live broadcast, and it is impossible for Dong Qin to ignore all this, when nothing happened.

"Long Long, who is that kid?"

Tang Zhenglong looked at it and reached out to touch it.

"Hahaha, Ronaldo's son, came over when he smelled dumplings, we live next door."

Dong Qin breathed a sigh of relief, scared to death, and almost was the scene of the large-scale Spring Festival Gala overturning.

"Here, say hello to everyone."

"Say, Happy Spring Festival."

"Happy Chinese New Year!!"

"Haha."

Dong Qin handed the phone back to Han Peng.

"All the players of the national football team and the audience greet the New Year."

"Happy New Year!!"

When he arrived backstage, Dong Qin wiped his sweat.

"Han Peng, this scared me to death, I thought it was Tang Zhenglong's illegitimate son."

“……”

"Brother Long is not married yet."

"So it's an illegitimate child, I heard that Tang Zhenglong has many girlfriends."

“……”

"Sister, I don't know about this."

"Huh." Dong Qin didn't continue, a little gossipy.

******

"Fermina, shall we have a snowball fight?"

"Okay."

Fermina and Mini Luo went out for a snowball fight, insisting on pulling Tang Zhenglong to go too.

"I'm not going."

"Come on."

Helpless, Tang Zhenglong could only go to a snowball fight.

"I don't play, I'm grown up, I don't play such childish games."

Smack.

A large snowball thrown by Fermina smashed into Tang Zhenglong's head.

Syllable.

"Nima!! Really!! ”

"Look at me."

Tang Zhenglong picked up a big snowball, threw it over, snapped, and smashed it into the tree.

Fermina grimaced.

"I'm."

"Mini Ro, I declare that we are a team, and together we will attack the hateful Fermina."

"Okay."

But soon, Tang Zhenglong found that Fermina was really accurate in smashing people.

"Have you ever practiced?"

"That's right, I've been smashing maids since I was a child."

"Lack of virtue."

"you off, you."

Fermina aimed at Tang Zhenglong.

Shout!!!

Tang Zhenglong lowered his head to dodge, and with a snap, there was a scream.

"What are you doing?"

"Cristiano!!"

Ronaldo looked at Mini Ronaldo, and his whole body was like a mud monkey.

"Is that how you take care of your children?"

Tang Zhenglong smiled: "The child is solid, it's okay." ”

Ronaldo glared at Tang Zhenglong fiercely, "Nonsense, it's not your son, of course you're fine." ”

Then he picked up the mini Luo and went back to his home.

Fermina stuck out her tongue as if she had done something wrong.

"It's all your fault."

"Blame me for what?"

"To put it mildly, it's a big unity that affects Real Madrid."

Tang Zhenglong flicked on Fermina's head.

"Tang Zhenglong, you are looking for death."

"I'll kill you with a snowball!!"

"Ah!!h

*******

"Curly, is there no snow in Brazil?"

Marcelo looked disdainful.

"We have a lot of things in Brazil, we have everything."

"That's the same as our China, there is everything."

"It's boring."

On snowy days, Mourinho will ask for longer jogging, and this kind of weather strain, that's no joke.

"Is jogging boring?"

"Of course, my grandfather can run at this speed."

"Okay."

"Why don't we have a snowball fight later?"

"Don't play, that's for children."

Sweat!!

Really!!

"It's cold." Mourinho rubbed his ears, Spain is usually not so cold, it can be regarded as the "tropical" of Europe.

"Didn't you say global warming?"

Mores beside him smiled.

"I think it's fun training today, right?"

"Fun training?"

In football circles, fun training is actually very common nowadays, and happy football training in England is famous.

Mores rubbed a snowball.

"How about a snowball fight?"

"Huh."

Mourinho took a snowball and smashed it on Tang Zhenglong's head with a thud.

"Whoever threw it, stand up!!"

Jose Mourinho stepped up.

"I lost it."

Tang Zhenglong immediately changed his face.

"It's amazing, it's so accurate."

Teammates are dumbfounded, this sycophant is fresh and refined.

"Well, you guys play poles for half an hour first, get your body moving, and then you have ball training."

"Okay."

Before everyone could react, Tang Zhenglong rubbed a snowball and stuffed it into Marcelo's collar.

It was a chilling feeling.

"Ahh

Marcelo chrysanthemums tightened.

"Tang Zhenglong, I'll kill you."

Hahaha.

Everyone had a snowball fight like a child, and they were so happy.

In the end, Tang Zhenglong was beaten the worst, and he was stuffed with a lot of snow in his collar.

"Nima!!"

"It's useless for you to call your father."

"It hurts me."

"I'm going to fake a fall."

Burst.

Hahahaha.

Jose Mourinho smiled when he saw his players happy.

"I really hope to lead the kids to win the Champions League once."

Mores just laughed and didn't say anything.