Best Amateur Soccer Player

Chapter 609 Seeing Tomatoes Again

With the old remember being sent to Rouen Hospital for emergency treatment, the historical grievances between Wang Cong and the Catalans added another thick stroke.

But Wang Cong didn't have any psychological burden.

When Wang Cong saw the old reporter being carried out, he immediately made a brazen remark.

"Let's get down to business! Now, I can announce that among the people present, no one is older than Dorisone! Therefore, you should learn to respect the old and love the young!"

"Bah! Shameless!"

"Scumbag!"

"Scum!"

All kinds of rumors and gossips rushed towards Wang Cong immediately, but Wang Cong was not afraid, and all smiled.

"Wang Cong, you cursed a respectable old man into the hospital, wouldn't your conscience feel uneasy?"

Wang Cong patted his chest and said excitedly, "Uneasy? Nothing at all! Did I scold him just now? You have to speak with your conscience! I, Wang Cong, can speak from my own conscience. I have never done anything in my life. Don't do anything wrong!"

Wang Cong acted so confidently that the Spanish media almost believed Wang Cong's words.

However, the shrewd Spanish media quickly discovered the flaw in Wang Cong's words.

"Wang Cong, if you have never done anything wrong in your life, why didn't you attend the post-match press conference in the last three games? Aren't you trying to escape on purpose?"

"Escape? Is it necessary for me to escape? You must have made a mistake! As a conscientious head coach, I must always be responsible for my players!"

"You've been ejected in two of your last three games for beating up the opposing team's manager. Can you tell you're not a thug?"

"Of course not! Are the thugs as kind as I am? Every time I touch my opponent gently a few times."

After Wang Cong finished speaking, he showed a smiling face that he thought was kind, but in fact it was as ferocious as it could be.

The Spanish media were overwhelmed by Wang Cong's words and decided not to speak anymore.

A dozen boxes on the sidelines were moved to the battlefield.

Wang Cong saw the Spanish media began to move the boxes, and immediately put the mask prepared in advance on his face.

"Huh? Why isn't it an onion today?"

Wang Cong keenly discovered that today's main course is not onions, but tomatoes!
"These Spaniards are so volatile! After only throwing onions three times, they're throwing tomatoes again! How childish!"

Wang Cong took out a sun umbrella, ready to defend against the enemy.

Because Wang Cong is alone today, the Spanish media have plenty of time to play with Wang Cong slowly.

The outcome of this battle speaks for itself.

Wang Cong's desire to leave the press conference with his head held high was destined to be just an extravagant wish.

On the stretcher, tears of regret appeared on Wang Cong's face.

"The broken sun umbrella I just bought on the spur of the moment is too weak! If I had Brother Fei's umbrella in my hand, how could I lose today?"

Wang Cong blamed his failure today on the weak sun umbrella.

On the bed of Rouen Hospital, Zhang Hongfei saw Wang Cong carried in as he wished.

"Hahahahahaha!!! Brother Cong, I knew you would definitely come today!"

Wang Cong complained with a depressed face, "It's all your fault, Brother Fei! Before you leave, you should leave the umbrella to me anyway! I lost today because I lost on the umbrella!"

"I believe you ghost! Every time you say you can handle it, but in the end, which time is it not carried out?"

"Brother Fei, you didn't even see that scene! With an umbrella in my hand and hundreds of tomatoes on top, I launched a brave charge against the enemy!"

"Cut! You're still charging like this?"

Wang Cong boasted, "Of course! Even if I fall, I will fall on the way to charge!"

"and then?"

"Then? Then my parasol broke!"

"And then what?"

"And then? Then I'll come to the hospital to look for you!"

"Look! I expected you to come, and arranged a hospital bed for you in advance!"

"Haha! My brother will definitely think of me a little more!"

"Who is your brother? Are you going to follow my surname Zhang in the future?"

"That can't be done! This surname is passed down from our ancestors, I can't change it casually!"

"Cut! No sincerity! Still have the face to call him my brother!"

Next, a scene that stunned Zhang Hongfei happened.

Wang Cong actually took out a tomato from his pocket and took a bite.

"Not to mention! The tomatoes bought by this group of Spaniards taste really good!"

"..."

"Brother Fei, is that your expression?"

"Brother Cong, you are really shameless!"

"Why am I shameless?"

"You have been beaten up by tomatoes so many times, and you still eat tomatoes?"

"It's because I've been beaten so many times that I want to eat it even more! Huh! I eat it, it's like I'm eating a Spaniard!"

"Brother Cong, can your metaphor be any more evil?"

"Hmph! One day, sooner or later, I will let those Spaniards taste the feeling of being thrown by tomatoes!"

"Brother Cong, I like you! Come on!"

"Brother Fei, since you are optimistic about me, should you give me a raise?"

"Ahem...Dorisson, you should tell me about your glorious record in Rouen!"

"Brother Fei! You can't treat me like this!"

"Boss, I remember that year, the Rouen team ranked No.6 in the league, we faced..."

Dorrisson opened up and began to talk.

Zhang Hongfei fell asleep after listening to it.

Seeing that Zhang Hongfei fell asleep, Wang Cong felt bored and lay down to sleep.

There was only Dorisone in the ward, talking endlessly.

Some people can only have the past.

Originally, the Rouen team had tied the Paris FC club, and Zhang Hongfei needed to accept the punishment of the big brother of the system.

But Zhang Hongfei left the field due to injury, and the punishment was nothing.

The end result is no reward no punishment.

The half of the French League C League is over. In the standings, the Rouen team has 19 matches, 17 wins and 2 draws, a goal difference of 79, 10 goals conceded, and a record of 53 points, ranking No.1 in the standings.

On the scorer list of the French League 37, Zhang Hongfei continued to rank first in the scorer list with [-] goals.

Edin Dzeko ranks second in the scorer list with 23 goals.

The third place in the scorer list is Modric with 18 goals.

The players of the Rouen team occupy the top three in the French C scorer list.

On November 11, Zhang Hongfei left the hospital early in the morning and returned to the Rouen team's training base for training.

Zhang Hongfei's injuries were not serious in the first place, and he was discharged from the hospital without any problems.

Wang Cong's injuries were not serious, and he was discharged from the hospital together with Zhang Hongfei.

Dorrisson was the last one left in the ward.

Of the three, only Dorisone was actually injured and required a week in the hospital.

(End of this chapter)