Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 49 Press Conference Scene

Chu Zhongtian didn't bother with him, he was in a good mood after the team won the game, but he still wanted to tease this kid, so he straightened his face and pretended to be angry, "Wang Qiang, you captain is not in the right shape at all. , tell me how I should punish you!"

"Ah, Director Chu, do whatever you say, and I accept the punishment." Wang Qiang cried and mourned, like an eggplant beaten by frost.He was also depressed. He wanted to play tricks on Mo Fei, but he unexpectedly touched Director Chu's head.Well, you asked for it!

Seeing that the head coach really wanted to punish the captain, the players, although intimidated by Chu Zhongtian's prestige, still showed pleading expressions on their faces.

Seeing the bitter melon appearance of his disciples, Chu Zhongtian couldn't help it anymore, laughed heartily, and said, "Haha, I'm just teasing you, you guys are still full of loyalty!"

The players breathed a sigh of relief when they heard what the coach said, but they didn't expect Chu Zhongtian to change the subject, and continued, "But this kid Wang Qiang is becoming more and more shameless, and it's unreasonable not to punish him. Let's punish him tonight. Everyone's dinner is packed!"

"Ha ha!"

Hearing that Director Chu actually punished the captain for treating guests to dinner, all the players burst out laughing.Wang Qiang also wiped the sweat from his forehead, this punishment is really light.But seeing his teammates staring at him with green eyes, he began to mourn for his wallet again.

"Okay, stop making trouble. Let's all go wash and change into clean clothes. Could it be that you hurry up too, and you will follow me to the post-match press conference later." Chu Zhongtian turned to him after speaking. He took a clean towel and wiped off the champagne on his body.

Could it be that he promised, and hurriedly cleaned up.Of course he didn't want to face those annoying media, but the head coach ordered him, and he could only bite the bullet and agree.

The press conference site.

"Coach Li Zhangzhu, what do you think of today's game?" Chu Zhongtian and Mo Fei hadn't arrived yet, and the reporters could only point their finger at Li Zhangzhu who was waiting alone.

"Guoan's lads performed very well, but Quanxing performed even better. It is only natural for them to win." Lee Jang-soo replied formulaically.

"Then what do you think of the opponent's No. 77 player?" A reporter who is close to Quanxing impatiently asked this question, wanting to hear the opponent's coach's evaluation of his team's players.

A yellow figure with wind-like speed and excellent dribbling appeared in front of Li Zhangzhu's eyes.To be honest, although Quanxing is not weak, it is really not easy to grab three points in his hands, and Li Zhangzhu is very unconvinced.But it's okay to be unconvinced. The opponent's No. 77 player turned out to have indeed caused the defeat of his own team.He couldn't figure out why the other side had to hide it since the opponent had such an outstanding player. If it was him, he would have already started and sent him to the field to charge.Maybe this is the strategy that the Chinese people are talking about.

"That is a very good young man, with fast speed, good technique, and high football IQ. I think he is fully capable of accepting challenges in a better league! I am very optimistic about him!" Lee Jang-soo was really impressed by Mo Fei, Judging from his more than 20 years of coaching career experience, this is indeed a beautiful jade with unlimited potential forever.

"Are you saying that you have the strength to play football in Europe?" The reporter asked again.All Chinese reporters are like this. It may be that the level of football is too backward. As long as they hear other people's praise, no matter whether it is possible or not, they will exaggerate and become obsessed.

"Ah, maybe it is." Lee Jang-soo was also a little confused by this question, so he fooled around vaguely.There were also a few reporters asking questions, but he answered casually with little interest.No matter how open-minded a person loses the ball, he will not be happy in his heart!
At this time, Chu Zhongtian brought Mo Fei into the press conference.The reporters who had been waiting for a long time gleamed like tigers seeing their prey, and raised the fluorescent lights in their hands to flicker at Mo Fei.

"Ah!" Mo Fei was terrified by the situation, hurriedly followed behind Chu Zhongtian, stepped onto the pedestal, and sat down uneasy.And the reporters couldn't wait to start asking questions.

"Director Chu, first of all congratulations on your victory in this game. Is Mr. Mo Fei really only 17 years old?" A reporter from "Sports Weekly" was the first to ask.

"Thank you. Today is Mofei's 17th birthday. The team blessed him with a victory, and he also gave himself the best birthday present with his outstanding performance." Chu Zhongtian replied lightly Dao, by the way, he praised his disciple a few words.

"Director Chu, when did he join Sichuan Quanxing? Which football school did he receive training in?" The reporter then asked.

"Could it be the outstanding players trained by our Quanxing own youth training camp." Chu Zhongtian frowned, looked at the reporter and wanted to ask a question, and made an apologetic gesture, "I'm sorry, the team still has arrangements later , time is limited, let each one ask a question."

"Director Chu, may I ask where he is from? How many years has he signed the contract, and what is his annual salary? By the way, fans must be more interested in his zodiac sign, whether he has a girlfriend, etc. Can you answer it?" A reporter popped up.

Could it be that he couldn't help admiring this reporter, he felt that this old man didn't look like a sportsman, but rather like a reporter from an entertainment magazine.Chu Zhongtian also frowned, and asked, "Could it be that he is a native of Sichuan. As for other questions, please forgive me for not being able to answer them temporarily. Alright, next one."

The rest of the reporters raised their own questions one by one, and Chu Zhongtian answered them one by one.A rookie would not have received so much attention, but Mo Fei's performance in this game was too dazzling. Without him, Quanxing would probably end in a home court.Reporters have reason to believe that this is a rising star.

"Director Chu, thank you for cultivating another excellent player for our Sichuan fans." The last reporter, that is, the reporter from the newspaper who is pro-Sichuan Quanxing, thanked Chu Zhongtian with a smile, and then sent He cast his eyes on Mo Fei, "Mr. Mo Fei, thank you for your excellent performance today, and let the Sichuan fans spend a happy weekend. On behalf of the Sichuan fans, I would like to say 'Happy Birthday' to you. Now, what do you want to say to the Sichuan fans? Did you say that?" After speaking, he looked at Mo Fei expectantly.

Chu Zhongtian didn't expect that the reporter would actually ask this question, but he didn't mention Mo Fei's rescue, he just turned his attention to Mo Fei.Could it be that after listening to nonsense conversations for more than half an hour, he couldn't stand this annoying press conference for a long time, and was also surprised to hear this question from the other party.Looking at Director Chu, he saw that he nodded with a smile on his face.

Mo Fei stood up, thought for a while, but really couldn't think of anything to say, touched his head, and said helplessly:
"I don't know what to say. Well, I'll play well. Thank you."

Play well?

The reporters in the entire hall were stunned, even Li Zhangzhu and Chu Zhongtian looked at each other with surprise on their faces.Everyone understands what Huaxia football is like. There are those who earn a lot of money, and those who make a name for themselves, but those who don't play well!They have heard these words countless times, and they have also witnessed many players sinking quickly after becoming famous, but the words "play well" from Mo Fei's mouth are so simple and sincere!
Immediately, the entire hall was covered by a flood of applause.

Chu Zhongtian looked at the disciple with a silly smile on his face, with a gratified smile on his face.

After the press conference was over, Chu Zhongtian and Mo Fei returned to the Pujiang training base together with the team.On the second day after the game, the team will have a day off as usual. The joy of defeating a strong enemy made everyone not feel any fatigue. In addition, today is the birthday of Mo Fei, the biggest hero of the game, so everyone temporarily decided to hold a small Celebration party.Chu Zhongtian also agreed with this very much, and led the coaching staff to have a carnival with all the players.

Could it be that he is very excited today, with one goal and one assist helping the team win the opponent at home, giving himself the most perfect coming-of-age gift.There is nothing more wonderful than this.To be crowned with a victory on this day of my adulthood is an incredible feeling.Could it be that there is no restraint, what is needed at this time is to be happy, to release the passion of youth to the fullest.Faced with the blessings sent by his teammates and the accompanying wine, Mo Fei accepted them all.

In the end, Mo Fei didn't know how he got back to the dormitory. He only remembered that he drank a lot of wine and had a good time, and the rest of his memory was very vague.

When he woke up in the morning, Mo Fei obviously felt dizzy, his hands and feet felt a little numb, and there was an unpleasant smell of wine lees on his body.He pinched the bridge of the nose with his hands and rubbed it a few times, trying to wake himself up.At this moment, he felt a little regretful. The scene of crazy play last night appeared in front of his eyes. He shouldn't have drunk so much wine. After drinking, he really felt uncomfortable.

"Brother Fei, are you up?"

At this time, Du Hai came in from outside the dormitory with a large stack of magazines in his arms. Seeing Mo Fei sitting on the bed with his head down and looking listless, he knew that this was the "sequel" left by drinking last night, so he put down the magazines and gave them to him. He poured a glass of water and passed it over, "Drink a glass of water to sober up."

"Oh, thank you." Mo Fei took the water glass and drank it down.Seeing Du Hai picking up the magazine again and starting to read, he asked casually, "What are you looking at, so energetic? By the way, why did you get up so early today?" He was also a little curious, Du Hai had never woken up so early before. Well, every time I don't sleep until the sun rises during the holidays, I can't procrastinate. It's a miracle that I went out so early today.

Could it be good not to ask, but when Du Hai asked, he seemed to think of something, quickly put down the magazine, took out a pen and a notebook from the cabinet, and handed them to Mo Fei.

"Hurry up and sign it for me. Sign a few more, maybe you can sell them for money!"

Could it be that he was a little dazed by his reaction, and didn't know what crazy song this kid was posting again, but he still wrote down his name on the paper reflexively.

"I said which song you sang today!" Mo Fei asked a little strangely after signing his name.

However, Du Hai snatched the notebook from Mo Fei's hand, with a contented look on his face, he ignored Mo Fei and just smiled silly at the notebook "hehe".

(End of this chapter)