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Chapter 20 Chapter 【020】Deshang who protects the calf
The reporters were dumbfounded, they were very upset, they felt like a bunch of idiots, being played around by Deschamps.It's as if they were tricked into selling by others, and they counted the money for others.Moreover, what is even more exasperating is that I still know about this matter, but dare not say it.

The reporters stared closely at Deschamps on the stage with resentful eyes. If eyes can kill, then Deschamps has died countless times.However, Deschamps is still sitting on it with a leisurely look, and there is no trace of guilt in his heart, even on his face.This made the reporters below feel even more upset. This bastard clearly said that Xu Zhou would attend today's press conference, but now, this bastard has let our pigeons go, and there is no trace of guilt.The reporters greeted the eighteenth generation of Shang Deschamps' ancestors directly in their hearts, and at the same time they secretly made a gesture of contempt.

The reporters were slandered with their eyes wide open, and the reporters also calmed down. It is also a common thing for these cheap head coaches to slander them, so they don't have the ability to make adjustments in their hearts, it is definitely fake.Moreover, there are many places for them to find their way back, but it is necessary to remember Deschamps' hatred today.

"Mr. Deschamps, I would like to ask, as a man, should he keep his promise?" Obviously, the complaints of the reporters were very great, they did not follow the usual routine to ask, but directly started to set the trap for Deschamps.

"Of course, sir, this is the duty of a man!" Deschamps seemed to be unaware of the other party's trap, and replied honestly and routinely.

"Then if this is the case, you clearly promised us to let Xu Zhou attend this press conference, why didn't you fulfill your promise now?" The reporter seemed to be tearing himself apart with Deschamps.What he said obviously meant that Deschamps was not a man.

"Oh, sir, when did I say I would let Xu attend this press conference?" Deschamps just frowned slightly when he heard this, and then asked indifferently.

"Oh, Mr. Deschamps seems to be very forgetful besides being a bit of a stranger! When you were in the stadium just now, you said it in front of many reporters!" The reporter had a playful smile on his face, and he thought to himself, I can't beat you to death! "Perhaps it means that Mr. Deschamps wants to play tricks, or directly refuses to admit it!"

Hearing his words, Deschamps didn't change his expression, but the expressions of Buffon and the organizer changed suddenly.Deschamps stared at the secretly proud reporter, and asked with a slight smile, "Where is this reporter?"

"Hey, you're starting to threaten?" The reporter was even more contemptuous, "Why, Mr. Deschamps wants to block our newspaper? I am a reporter from "Sports Daily", and my name is Mordes!" This is despicable enough. By saying this, he is blocking Deschamps' mouth. If Deschamps really said or did something to block their media, wouldn't it directly mean that Mortes won today?And it also showed Deschamps' small-mindedness.To be honest, those who have no skills and no shame really do the work of reporters, especially sports reporters.

"Oh, since you are a reporter from the "Sports Daily", I understand that you have such a reaction. Note that you lost the game and you are in a bad mood. We understand, long live the understanding!" Deschamps stared at the other party playfully, and continued, "However, I understand. I still have to say something. In the future, the Juventus club will not welcome people from the "Sports Daily", whether it is players or others, especially you! Kill it, or completely block it!"

quiet! !There was silence.No one expected Deschamps to speak like this. Doesn't this directly show that Deschamps is not a man, he has a small belly, and that he is a villain?Everyone in the audience stared at Deschamps with surprised eyes.And Mordes was so shocked that his face turned pale. He really didn't expect Deschamps to answer like this.Deschamps' answer in this way directly marks the end of his days in "** Sports Daily", and it is very likely that he will bid farewell to his career as a sports reporter.

"Okay, Mr. Deschamps is so not a man. Promises are like farting. They are nothing but polluting the environment!!" Mordes shouted angrily with a pale face.

"What promise did I make to you? Tell me what exactly I promised you. And whether I am a man or not is not up to you!" Deschamps twisted his face, giving off a vicious feeling.

"Hehe, the one who fucked was not a man. He clearly told Xu to attend the press conference outside. Why didn't he come? This is not keeping his promise. Tell me, are you a man!" Mordes is really angry, this one sentence will take his job away, how can he live with this?

"Did I say that?" Didier Deschamps jokingly stared at Mordais and said, this teasing gaze caused Mordais to panic for no reason, and Mordais had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Of course I said it, but there were many reporters there at the time, and you still wanted to play tricks!" Although he was a little flustered, Mordes still mustered up his courage and shouted loudly.

"Then why is it so loud? If the sound is so useful, isn't it necessary to use reason?" The banter in Deschamps' eyes became more intense, which made Mordès completely lose his sense of proportion.Hearing Deschamps' words, everyone at the scene couldn't help but smile.By this time, everyone understood that this Frenchman is a master of conspiracy, and this Mordès is so unlucky that he was so dizzy that he didn't know it.Although everyone didn't understand what Deschamps would say later, everyone stood by Deschamps at this time because of Deschamps' calmness and composure.

"You...you..." Mordesi had lost his sense of proportion, glaring and pointing his fingers.

"What are you..." Didier Deschamps also became angry, and his voice was raised, "What I said was, if you have any questions, you can ask them at the post-match press conference. That's what I said at the time. I just said that you can ask as many questions as you can, but I didn't promise that Xu Zhou would be present. Even if you want to ask questions about him, I can answer them, and Buffon is still sitting next to me, so he can answer them. We know Xu Zhou very well. What promise did I give you? Promise? Whether I am a man or not is up to you. Sir, be careful with what you say, or you will be sued for slander!"

"This... this..." Faced with Deschamps' aggressiveness, Mordesi was dumbfounded sideways, his face was pale and his eyes were lifeless.Only then did he realize how stupid he was.Being tricked by the old Fox of Deschamps, he couldn't find the north and the south. Moreover, at this time, the mocking eyes of the people around him hit him, making Mortes want to find a crack in the ground and get down.

The reporters at the scene were all thankful that they were not as reckless as Mordès, and directly engaged in confrontation with Deschamps, otherwise they must be the ones who made the stink.Buffon sat on the side, looked at his head coach, and was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect Deschamps to play such a conspiracy.At the same time, he was a little envious of Xu Zhou. If it wasn't for Xu Zhou, Deschamps wouldn't have had to deal with reporters like this. The Italian national team also admired Deschamps for protecting the calf! ! !

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