[Football] King Of Europe

Years later, when Simon Vigan was asked by his younger generation, when did the most incredible moment in his life happen.At that time, already well-known in the industry, he couldn't help but think of this sunny and distant afternoon, when he casually opened the door of an inconspicuous shop on the streets of Porto.

Fate is so wonderful, when you think you have fallen into an endless abyss, but when you look up, you find a thin rope hanging down from the layers of haze and mist.

However, at this time, he was not the well-known reporter who had been practiced many years later, so he could never get rid of nervousness and panic in his emotions.

The young reporter could only tightly hold the pen in his hand, trying to let the cold metal wake up his composure.

Simao Wigan saw Scolari walking towards him.

The head of the Portuguese national team only wore an ordinary sports jacket, and there was no extra decoration on his whole body.If one only looked at this outfit, people might regard him as an ordinary old man on the street, but Simao Vigan knew exactly what this old man meant.

He never imagined that one day Scolari would walk towards him, just like in the limited 23 years of his life experience, he never dared to imagine that one day he would sit beside Mourinho.

It's so unreal, it seems like it's just an illusion.

He took a deep breath, and his eyes slanted away, but he looked deeply at the young man and the old man at the table.

Can't miss it any more, Simao.

This is your last and last chance.

Francisco Oliveira was slightly upset.

His mood is like a flower that blooms under the scorching sun, and it will wither due to the scorching heat.

As the sports editor-in-chief of the "Porto Business Daily", he can say that he still has a little voice, but these voices are in competition with the small reporters below.If you compare him with the editor-in-chief on his head, it's really a contest between sesame seeds and watermelons.

Recently, there are so many troubles that I can't even talk about them. They are like leeks in the field.As a media person with professional ethics, he can temporarily put his family affairs behind him, but when it comes to work, he just feels angry.

His reporters have recently run away one after another!

Two of Francisco Oliveira's most trusted reporters handed in their resignations one after another, and the reasons they gave were so high-sounding that he couldn't find a reason to refuse.At the beginning, he really told the subordinates who resigned affectionately that if the family recovers, they can come back here. Who knows that it didn't take long before someone secretly told him that someone who saw these two people and the opponent's family The editor-in-chief chatted happily.

He didn't believe it at first, but as expected, a report in the opposite newspaper handed over by his subordinates had those two people's names impressively signed.

This time he was so angry that his stomach hurt. Francisco Oliveira threw the newspaper in anger, wishing he could make a phone call to scold the two of them.

Good guy, he thought they were really in trouble at home, but he didn't expect to pat their butts, turned around and went to another newspaper - "Ball News".

Yes, he doesn't really need to care about it, isn't it just that two reporters have left? Although they are the most capable two, there are many rookies in this industry, so why worry about no one to fill them in?

But they chose to go to the direct competitor, and even fooled him, dare to take him for a fool!

What's more terrible is that his subordinates... really no one can stand up to him.

Francisco Oliveira could not find more capable reporters than the two of them in the "Porto Business Daily", otherwise, he would not have relied on them so much at the beginning, and he would not be so angry now.In the past, he didn't really understand the feelings of Barcelona fans after Figo switched to Real Madrid, but now, he thinks he has completely understood.

It's a betrayal, nothing else.

Those two bastards took away a lot of connections and left him a mess.Now, Francesca Oliveira can only roll up her sleeves and go into battle, but the process is not that simple at all.

He began to face the dilemma of lack of manuscripts, and he couldn't hold down the opponent of "Porto Business Daily".The ups and downs have hit them hard. It is said that some fans have already complained that their articles are not as attractive as the "Ball News", and the explosiveness is not enough at all.

Porto's recent game was once treated as a key point by him, but the terrible thing is that no one at all got real useful news.

Trouble trouble trouble.

Simply upset.

Francisco Oliveira didn't even want to imagine what explosive news "Ball" would release again. Now this can bring him nothing but a headache.The relationship between "Porto Business Daily" and the Porto team used to be pretty good, but -- that was when the two bastards hadn't left.They did not disclose some of the contact information they had, so that it would be more difficult to face it now.

The remaining group of rookies spend all day chasing trivial matters, unable to grasp the point at all.For example, the new guy in the newspaper this time even went to interview Benfica's substitute goalkeeper and asked him for two pages for a bunch of complaints.

- What a joke!

It's not the idiot Villarinho, the grievances and hatred between him and Mourinho are still a highlight.The big-mouthed chairman often shoots at the Porto coach from time to time, but the key is that they are the "Porto Business Daily", not the "Lisbon Business Daily".

What happened in Lisbon, thousands of miles away, is far less attractive to the fans than Porto!Besides, it is Porto that is in the limelight now.

How about just fried rice?

Let's take out what Mourinho said last season and then stir it up. Anyway, he is also the focus of the public's eyes, and his saliva is high enough.Just compare and compare what he said in Porto just after he took office in the past three seasons, and it can almost be used as a special topic.

While thinking this way, he wrote and drew on the paper, almost having a general framework in his mind.Francisco Oliveira listed many related things in his memory one by one, and suddenly dropped his pen.

What is the use of making this thing?He himself knew how dishonest it was.

The editor-in-chief of sports sighed a little dejectedly, and he began to curse those two job-hopping bastards for the 180th time, leaving him such a big mess, it was a waste of his trust in them.

"What two ungrateful fellows..."

He cursed fiercely, and slapped his table angrily, even though his palms were swollen, he didn't stop.Francisco Oliveira was so angry that he couldn't help it, and finally reached for the phone, but before he picked up the receiver, there was a sudden sound in the office.

"Jingle bells - tinkle bells -"

The phone rang by itself!

Francisco Oliveira was taken aback by the sudden ringing of the phone, and the ignited anger just soared upwards. If it was just a cluster of small flames at the beginning, it is almost a cluster of flames now. It's on fire!

Who—what blind bastard, calling him right now?

If there is no business, he will definitely peel off the skin of that bastard!

"Hi, is that Mr. Oliveira? Oh oh oh... Boss, it's me, Simao Vigan!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little trembling, showing a trembling tone. I really don't know what happened to this rookie, and he lost his composure like this!

Francisco Oliveira snorted heavily, and then said impatiently: "Okay, Simao, I know it's you, what's wrong with you, what troubles you can't solve?"

"Oh, of course not, boss... I need two pages to report a big news!"

Two layouts?

What an international joke!

Francisco Oliveira felt that he was convinced by this kid. Thinking of his previous convictions, the editor-in-chief smirked: "Oh? There are two full pages, let's guess what Simao interviewed...is Bo Which player from Avesta complained? Or some idiot from Benfica who is arrogant... Simao, let me tell you, except for that idiot Villariño, there is no one in Benfica, no one can be worth two pages! We The page is for the reader, not for some megalomaniac to show his stupidity!"

The raised male voice almost burst through the ceiling, it was almost a growl.Simao Vigan - this rookie who has just entered the industry, is full of enthusiasm, but his ability is completely inversely proportional to his confidence.Francesca Oliveira still can't forget that this kid asked himself for two pages, but only to report the complaints of Boavista's substitute goalkeeper.

Simply, simply stupid!

Especially compared to those two who ran away, this rookie's ability is even more popular.

"Boss, boss... you believe me, I really got big news this time, worth two pages, maybe even more!"

"……Oh?"

The editor-in-chief who had calmed down snorted lukewarmly, and couldn't suppress the anti-sarcasm that came out of his mouth at all: "Let's listen... Which player's affair is it? Or who fought with whom again?" Shelves? Simao...can you do some useful work!"

The young man was poured cold water by him, but he still didn't give up his enthusiasm: "Boss, don't talk about it, I know how stupid it was at that time... But I really got big news, enough to make our sports page Completely filled! Enough to fill up for a week!"

Francisco Oliveira finally pulled his eyelids, and he snorted—a sign of his impatience.

"Okay, Simao, just tell me what the news is... If it's not enough for two pages, you know what the result will be."

The young man seemed to be laughing excitedly, so that at this moment, he didn't sound a little scared, let alone nervous.

"Boss... You can tell by the name, I met Sebastian today!"

"Wait!" Francisco Oliveira thought he had heard it wrong, "Is it the No. 15 in Porto?"

"Yeah, that's him!"

Could this kid be bragging? It's harder to catch the star of hope in Porto than to catch captain Jorge Costa. Few reporters in Porto have succeeded.This kid was easy to catch when he was in the youth team, and the interviews that were circulated after the first team were basically from the mixed area after the game-but the problem is, not many people paid attention to him when he was in the youth team!

"Are you serious?!" Francisco Oliveira did not hide his doubts in his tone. He really couldn't believe that the rookie reporter had completed such a difficult task.

"Of course it's true, boss! What did I lie to you about... Is there any benefit!"

"But this is not worth two pages!" The editor-in-chief said stiffly, but his tone had softened a bit.While refuting Simao mercilessly, he was spinning an idea rapidly in his mind. If he writes it properly, he can make two pages... Although it is a bit reluctant, it is not impossible.

But one page must be enough, and Simao was probably too happy, subconsciously boasting when he called him.But for young people, this situation is still understandable... Although Simao boasted of two pages, one is still no problem.

"Hey... boss, not only him, but also Scolari!"

"..."

"Hey, boss, why don't you talk anymore? It's the Scolari who is the head coach of the national team, the one who won the five-star Brazil championship. It's not just a random Scolari, I'm serious!"

"..."

"Boss, boss, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing... Xi Mang." After a long while, the editor-in-chief, who had escaped most of the bombed three souls and six souls, finally recovered his spirit, and swallowed hard: "Since there are two people... the two pages you want , I can give it to you."

If it's Sebastian plus Scolari... two pages are enough, and he can already write a lot of things just with these two names.

"Really, boss! Does that mean if I interview three people, I can get three pages?"

On the other end of the phone came the young man's hey laugh, and a little bit of complacency.

Francisco Oliveira stuck.His thinking seemed to be glued to jelly at that moment, frozen, unable to flow and think at all.

After a while, the editor-in-chief finally came to his senses. He let out a breath, shook the hand holding the microphone, and said a trembling word: "...Yes."

"Hey! Keep your word, three pages... Boss, I also met Mourinho!"

--boom!

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was so clear, as if seeing a huge body trembling.

"Ouch...Boss, what's the matter with you, what's the matter with you, talk quickly!"

The author has something to say: There was an accident yesterday, I fell so dizzy that I lost consciousness, I clearly remembered that I was holding on to the handrail, and fell to the ground when I woke up

As a result, I stood up and grabbed the handrail, and fell down again for some reason. I felt as if my consciousness and body were separated, and I didn't know what happened.

I hurt three fingers on my right hand, and I felt like I was selling a Band-Aid when I wrapped them one by one

I went for a blood test today, the doctor used a super thick needle, and my left arm has no strength until now

The whole person will be dizzy from the pain qaq

Everyone, take care of your health!