Iron Man on the pitch

The female reporter obviously had never heard of "Football Young Player", and the confusion on her face was clearly visible, so she quickly changed the subject and took the microphone to Ronaldo.

"C Ronaldo, after defeating the Netherlands, Portugal entered the semi-finals of the World Cup again. It was the last time he reached the semi-finals of the World Cup, or the last time. We all know that the last Portugal team was the golden generation led by Figo."

Ronaldo nodded slightly: "Yes, they are all good seniors."

"Now your results can at least tie them, but before the World Cup opening, Volkswagen was not optimistic about this Portuguese team, and your qualifying journey in the qualifiers was also stumbling. Do you have anything to say about this?"

Ronaldo took a deep breath: "How media public opinion views us is not something we pay attention to. We focus on the field, try our best to fight, and play wonderful games to give back to the fans."

"As for the situation that happened in the qualifiers, I believe you have also seen that the Portugal team in the World Cup and the Portugal team in the qualifiers are completely two different teams, and it is normal for them to perform differently."

"Then Ronaldo, do you mean Paul Bento is better than Queros?" Taking advantage of the smooth chat before, the female reporter tried to dig a hole for Ronaldo.

"No, no, no, Paul Bento and Queros, two head coaches, each with their own characteristics and are excellent coaches. The difference between them is that Paul Bento can better use Li Ling, his The tactics are more suitable for me to play."

"Royce, what do you mean?" The female reporter did not keep up with Ronaldo's twists and turns.

"Li Ling is the key to the Portuguese team being able to get to this point. He is the most important player in the Portuguese team, well... second only to me, hahahaha." After saying that, Ronaldo laughed and slapped Li Ling's The shoulder made Li Ling, who was interviewed by another media, suddenly shudder.

The interviews Li Ling faced were quite normal. After all, the live interview after the game was different from the questions asked at the press conference, and the content should be more inclined to the competition.

Moreover, the female reporter interviewing Li Ling looked like a silly look from time to time, as if for her, being able to stick to Li Ling is more important than interviewing.

"Li Ling, you were kicked by De Jong Fei in the first half, which made all the fans worried about you," the female reporter burst into tears. "How do you feel now? Does it still hurt?"

"Ah..." Li Ling scratched his head awkwardly, "I'm fine, thank you, you have also seen my performance in the second half, there is no problem at all."

As he said that, Li Ling raised his arms and made a strong posture to show off his biceps.

The female reporter was amused by him, and then he was touched by Li Ling and raised the microphone to Li Ling's mouth: "It seems that Li Ling, you are really fine, so how do you deal with it when you are behind in the score. What? Do you feel anxious or desperate?”

"It is impossible to say that there is no emotional fluctuation. The two goals of the Dutch team before the end of the first half were a perfect combination of luck and ability. It was very exciting. We have no choice." Li Ling shrugged with a look of mercy. A helpless look.

"We obviously did not make any mistakes, but we were inexplicably behind. This is a huge blow to everyone. Oh no, except for one person..."

"Who is it?" The female reporter's big shiny eyes flashed.

"Of course it's Ronaldo. If only one person can continue to fight when this Portuguese team faces a desperate situation, then it must be Ronaldo. It was under his guidance that his teammates regained their confidence and found them back Reason and calmness, this is our subsequent reversal."

This interview was also simultaneously placed on the large screen of the stadium by the cameras on the scene. Looking at the female reporter waving towards Li Ling, Tian Tian creaked his silver teeth.

Li Mom held her hand: "Good daughter, don't worry, if Li Ling dares to fall in love with others, I will pat him to death."

The interview ended soon, after all, the players interviewed had to leave with the team in the end.

On the other hand, the interview with the head coach is about to end.

Paul Bento, who was proud of his youth, put on a wise bead in his grip and accepted the media interview with a smile.

"The Netherlands? They are powerful opponents. Their players are very strong and once forced us to a desperate situation."

"When you are falling behind? No, I'm not worried at all. We have Ronaldo and Li Ling. They are two players who can create miracles."

"Make history? Yes, since we have reached the semi-finals, we will definitely continue to move on until we hold the final Hercules Cup."

"Compared with seniors? No, no, this is impolite. Every experience has its own special nature and cannot be copied. I will not go to meet seniors.Compared, what we can do now is to focus on every game at present, try our best to win every victory, and accumulate the final championship. ”

"Next opponent? Whether Uruguay or Ghana, after today's training in this game, I don't think they will be our opponent."

The post-match press conference also ended, with Paul Bento being the last to return to the Portuguese bus. When he got on the bus, the door quickly closed. Paul Bento was surprised to find that the bus was dark and quiet, and he instinctively felt something was wrong.

However, Paul Bento didn't think much about it and took two steps toward his seat.

Suddenly, the lights in the bus were bright and several players suddenly jumped out of him. Paul Bento was startled and subconsciously shouted: "What are you going to do?"

Joao Moutinho, Miguel Veroso and Rui Patricio held aerosol ribbons and squirted at Paul Bento, while the rest of the players shouted unceremoniously. Cheer and sing.

You can't celebrate too unrestrainedly in the stadium, and the celebration in the locker room is not satisfying enough, after all, it's not your home court. The Portuguese players who returned to the bus no longer had any concerns, and did not have to suppress the excitement in their hearts and celebrated them with all their hearts.

"Coach, we won!"

"It's incredible!"

"I still feel like I'm dreaming!"

"We are the champions!"

"Wake up, wait until the finals to shout like this!"

Everyone laughed all the way and returned to the hotel they were staying.

When the bus stopped, Paul Bento stood up first. He was still smiling with a ribbon on his head, and said to the players, just like the sound of nature: "The next two days off, You all take care of yourself and don't hurt yourself."

"Oh yeah!!!"

After the players cheered, they ran off the bus like wild horses that broke free.