Grass roots glory

Chapter 602 Three Questions
When Zhou Tiancheng walked to the door, the leader in charge of the national team was taken aback when he saw him coming.

"Leader, it's better for me to represent the team in this kind of thing. You know, Jiang Hao can't handle it well. After all, I'm the captain. It's okay to express this attitude on behalf of the team, right?"

"Aha, Xiao Zhou, go in, of course there is no problem. In fact, it is best for you to come, not only we know you, but the whole world knows, come in!"

The leader has a smile on his face.This means that Zhou Tiancheng is now almost the name card of Chinese football in the world, and all public opinions about him are almost positive.It is naturally more convincing for him to express his position to the media.

Zhou Tiancheng walked in, looked at all the cameras present, and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. Before all the cameras caught his expression, Zhou Tiancheng immediately closed it and sat next to Lippi.

In this post-match press conference, the game itself was destined not to be the focus, and without asking two questions, an Iranian reporter stood up and roared arrogantly: "We want to ask your No. 9 (Jiang Hao) to deliberately throw the ball What does it mean to step on the goal line to celebrate? It’s too disrespectful to us, you don’t treat us as equal opponents at all, the Chinese violate the spirit of sportsmanship! Is this how you bully people?”

The bearded Iranian reporter stared at him with an aggressive expression. Except for a small number of reporters who were not discussing in private, many reporters were indifferent, especially those with white skin and press cards hanging around their necks.

This situation was completely noticed by Zhou Tiancheng, his expression did not show any panic, but a hint of joking.

Even Lippi's expression changed slightly after listening to the interpreter around him, and he whispered to Zhou Tiancheng: "Their question has crossed the line, this does not belong to football. Do you need my help? Jiang Hao is also my player, I have this obligation."

Zhou Tiancheng looked at him and waved his hands confidently: "Old man, didn't you realize that Jiang Hao didn't come? Haha, I never do things that I'm not sure about."

Zhou Tiancheng calmed Lippi's emotions, and then turned his head to look at the opposite side. The Iranian bearded reporter was so angry that his face was pale. Compared with Zhou Tiancheng's expression, his expression was more like a clown.

The leaders of the Chinese Football Association could hear a cold sweat at the door. Several questions in a row were very sharp, especially the last two questions.

Looking at Zhou Tiancheng's calm face, as if he didn't take it seriously at all, the leader suddenly became a little nervous: After all, he is still young!
"Excuse me, are you done with your question?" Zhou Tiancheng asked.

The reporter took a breath and said, "You guys have to give us an explanation! Apologize! Let your number 9 come out and apologize!"

"This reporter, don't be in a hurry? I'll ask you three questions first. If you can answer them, I will apologize to the Iranian team on his behalf. I am the captain of the Chinese team. Speaking of popularity... is there anyone here? You don’t know me? I’m representing the Chinese team and everyone has no problem, right? How about it?”

There is no objection.

"First question, this reporter, do you know football?"

Many football reporters at the scene suddenly laughed secretly in their hearts. They felt that Zhou Tiancheng's question was really naive.

"Apologize!" The bearded reporter raised his neck. Seeing that Zhou Tiancheng didn't mean to apologize, he became even more arrogant, feeling that he had taken the moral high ground.

"It seems that you really don't understand." Zhou Tiancheng smiled, "It's okay, I can give you a popular science."

"First of all, the number 9 you mentioned, I'm sure 80.00% of the reporters here can call his name, because this is the player of our Chinese team playing in Europe, these reporters can't understand, so I conclude You don't understand at all. So who gave you the courage to tell us what to do on the field? We just stop the ball on the goal line without any superfluous movements. What, what's the problem? What do we think? It’s up to you how to celebrate the goal?”

Zhou Tiancheng's voice suddenly rose. There were still many reporters who were familiar with Zhou Tiancheng at the scene. The truly big European media, including comprehensive media such as BBC and Bild, set up their workstations in Iran. When they heard that there was big news here Immediately rushed over, this group of people is the most excited now, it is really quite rare to see Zhou Tiancheng going mad at the reporters.

"Of course, because you don't understand football at all, I won't ask the second question, and you will be confused... But you can check the history and see what the Iranian team did a few years ago What. If you think that our behavior is humiliating you... then it is! Because compared with you, we have been quite restrained."

"Do you mean you don't want to apologize?" The other person suddenly became hysterical.

Zhou Tiancheng just smiled lightly: "Don't worry, there is another problem. You say we are against sportsmanship? I suggest you go and see your past performance before talking. Also, do you really know how to respect?"

Zhou Tiancheng took out the mobile phone video he took and showed it to everyone. In the video, a group of Iranian fans could be seen climbing up the stands of Chinese fans and besieging them in various ways.

The scene suddenly screamed, and all the reporters stretched their necks. The Iranian reporters saw the chaotic scene in the stands, and their faces instantly turned into a liver color.

"It doesn't matter, I will announce this after the game." Zhou Tiancheng put down his phone and stared at the reporter: "Respect, respect the opponent, respect the fans. At least we did it. All the conflicts were not caused by us, and we did not cause them at all. I never thought of provoking your fans in the past. China has always been a country of etiquette, and we will not offend others. You protested to us? I am not afraid to tell you the truth, we did not protest to you, you should be blessed by Allah. "

"The fact is like this. If you still feel unconvinced, I can give you a chance. I will publish all the facts and videos on all social software, and leave it to everyone to judge... Maybe you think the Chinese are very kind. The level of professional players is not high enough, so you can tell the truth without paying any price, right? Sorry, I'm really not used to this problem here."

Zhou Tiancheng threw down a sentence, and then walked out towards the entrance, leaving behind a group of stunned melon-eating reporters. As soon as Zhou Tiancheng walked out, there was a frying pan behind him.

Three questions, all of which were heart-wrenching, directly confused the bearded reporter.

As for the other reporters, they were all surprised, including those who were familiar with him. It was rare to see such a sharp side of Zhou Tiancheng who is very mature.

Lippi looked at him with surprise in his eyes.He felt that maybe this was Zhou Tiancheng's inner nature.A tall saying is called: second personality.

The more he looked at Zhou Tiancheng, the more satisfied he felt.

The cold and calm appearance is full of fiery passion. The two are very contradictory, but the players who can achieve a balance are without exception leaders who can carry a team on their shoulders to the top.

Lippi laughed, he seemed to have discovered the secret why Zhou Tiancheng created the third pole of world football in this era.

(End of this chapter)