Best Amateur Soccer Player

Chapter 532 Persistence is Victory
The opening of the press conference, as always.

Wang Cong first accepted questions from the Oriental media.

"Mr. Wang Cong, you have led the Rouen team to ten consecutive victories. Will you continue to win?"

"Of course! I believe that the goal of the head coach of any team is the same, and that is victory! Victory! Victory!"

"Mr. Wang Cong, Modric was replaced during the intermission. Did something unpleasant happen between you and Modric?"

"Unhappy? That's completely out of thin air! My relationship with Modric has always been very good! He was replaced because of the tactical needs of our Rouen team."

"Your Rouen team has a bullshit tactic! They are all relying on that striker to try their luck! When a blind cat hits a dead mouse, it can score a goal."

When Zhang Hongfei heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

"This reporter friend, please don't look down on dead mice! If you are a blind cat, I believe you can't even touch dead mice!"

"Hmph! I'm not a blind cat, so I don't need a dead mouse."

"Then you also need to prepare early, what if one day you become a blind cat?"

"You!!! I don't know as much as you!"

"cut!"

"Wang Cong, the French Cup is about to start. Do you have any goals? Don't tell me, your goal is to be the champion!"

"Champion... Try hard, I think it's still possible."

"You mean, the Rouen team will win the French Cup?"

"Ahem... I didn't say that."

"Isn't that what you said just now?"

"I was just talking about working hard, and I didn't talk about winning the championship."

"Is there something wrong with my language comprehension?"

"Maybe! Maybe you haven't graduated from elementary school!"

"you!!!"

The reporter seemed a little annoyed after being defeated by Zhang Hongfei and Wang Cong.

The people around him immediately pulled him back.

"Calm down! Don't be impulsive! Don't forget! We are betting 10 euros that Wang Cong will be carried out in [-] minutes!"

"Hmph! I'll let you go for now! Damn you!"

In the following time, Wang Cong was interviewed by several Oriental reporters and French media.

"Brother Fei, what's wrong?"

"Brother Cong, what's the matter?"

"Why is it so late today and the Catalans don't have any Tokyo at all?"

"Isn't that nice? You wish you got hit by a shoe?"

"It's not my wish! Brother Fei, if they don't throw away their shoes today, will the dealer win?"

"That's right! Why didn't I think of this!"

"What should I do?"

"Let's find a way to piss off the Catalans and get to work!"

"kindness!"

Zhang Hongfei and Wang Cong looked at each other cheaply, and then set their eyes on the Catalan media.

"It's always been you who questioned us, why don't we change the rules now!"

"Correct!"

Wang Cong's attitude made the Tiantian people in the audience a little "perplexed by Monk Zhang Er".

Wang Cong pretended to be concerned and asked, "I heard that after the Barcelona team lost to Villarreal, the overall state of the team is not very good! I do psychological counseling, and I am very good at it. Consider me!"

"You are talking nonsense! Just today, our Barcelona team defeated Almeria 2-0 at home!"

"Brother Fei, is there such a thing?"

Zhang Hongfei shook his head, "I don't know. Wait! Let me see what is said on the Internet!"

Zhang Hongfei quickly took out his mobile phone and found the news about the Barcelona team.

"Brother Cong! Barcelona defeated Almeria 2-0 today with two 'controversial penalties'!"

Zhang Hongfei deliberately bit the "controversial penalty" very hard.

When Wang Cong heard this, his heart felt as if honey had been wiped.

"You Catalan media! The Barcelona team won 2-0, and that was an unbeatable victory! What kind of real skill is it to win with a 'controversial penalty'?"

"You!!! Damn it!"

Zhang Hongfei encouraged in a low voice, "Brother Cong, I think the heat is almost ready! Come on!"

Wang Cong nodded secretly.

"Actually, I have always known why you Catalans hate me."

Hearing Wang Cong's words, all the media present pricked up their ears, hoping to hear what Wang Cong would talk about next.

"Do you know why? Because...you only have daughters! And all of you lose money! Hahaha!!!"

The Catalan media was instantly furious!

Catalans, why do they hate the Spaniards so much?In fact, there is an allusion!

Before that, Catalonia and Spain were two separate kingdoms.

Later, the only daughter of the king of Catalonia married the prince of Spain.

Because the King of Catalonia had no other heirs, after the death of the King of Catalonia, the Spanish prince naturally annexed the Kingdom of Catalonia.

This is the initial entanglement between the two parties!
All because there is no son!
Wang Cong's words hit the Catalan's sore spot!
An expected "sneaker rain" has begun!It's just a little later than expected!
Wang Cong opened the SAB umbrella that had been prepared, and hid behind.

The Catalan media spared no effort to throw their sneakers at Wang Cong!As if beating an enemy!
Zhang Hongfei and Wang Cong stood together back to back for the first time, and then each raised their umbrellas.

In this case, the front and rear attacks are not afraid!
A few minutes passed. . . . . .

"Brother Fei, how long do we have to hold on? Why do I feel like I can't hold on any longer!"

"Brother Cong! Hold on! For your 15 euros! Be sure to hold on!"

"Brother Fei, I feel that today is going to be a bad day!"

"Don't be discouraged! Persistence is victory! Your euro is waving to you! Have you seen it, Brother Cong?"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Zhang Hongfei and Wang Cong soon reaped the consequences.

The furious Catalans have begun to break the rules!

Just sneakers are not enough!After throwing away their sneakers, many people began to grope around themselves, and some people had already pulled out their mobile phones and wallets.

"Don't be impulsive! Don't throw away your mobile phone and wallet! We can't take advantage of that nasty guy!"

"Shall I throw the key away?"

"it is good!"

A Catalan journalist was the first to throw the keys in his hand.

"What was that you just threw?"

"Car keys!"

"Who told you to throw away the car keys?"

"What you just said! Throw the key!"

"I'm talking about throwing away the house keys!"

"..."

The unlucky reporter then ran to the stage to find his car keys, braving "a hail of bullets".

(End of this chapter)