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　　Zhou Tiancheng doesn't care whether other reporters can understand, he just wants to show his identity and attitude.

　　 The middle-aged male reporter suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Zhou Tiancheng in surprise, with an incredible look on his face. Apparently he could understand Chinese, Zhou Tiancheng's mouth twitched, and there was a faint smile. How much can he guess the psychological activity of the other party. It is estimated that how to break his head did not expect the Chinese standing in front of him?

　　 Thinking of this, Zhou Tiancheng inevitably still has two points of bitterness.

　　 was surprised not only by the middle-aged male reporter who asked the question. Even if the other reporters knew nothing about Chinese, it was not difficult to judge the language. The expressions of the reporters on the scene were all a bit different. The reporters in the back row whispered with the help of others.

　　 "Huh? Was he speaking Chinese just now? Am I correct?"

　　 "Oh, this is really an accident."

A reporter in the crowd who was wearing wide-brimmed glasses was slightly surprised and began to spit out: "When everyone is in good condition, what's so surprising? This is not table tennis and badminton, he is destined to be a short-lived one! Football, The Chinese can't play."

　　'S colleague next to him did not refute, and many people nodded in agreement, obviously this view is not an exception.

At the same time, the middle-aged male reporter skillfully switched the question to Chinese and asked again. Zhou Tiancheng cleared his throat and answered seriously: "No, each of my teammates, including me, are dream football Lovers, entering the professional echelon is my dream of playing football, but I have never experienced any professional training."

These few words were replaced by Zhou Tiancheng in German. Everyone at the scene understood it for the first time. The surprise on his face was stronger, not only because the strength shown by Zhou Tiancheng was obviously not in this field, but also because Zhou Tiancheng mentioned that his goal was to become a professional player, which surprised everyone.

　　Every reporter can easily see that Zhou Tiancheng's age has already passed the golden age of professional football enlightenment training. Moreover, in Germany, the number of professional players is still surplus, and amateur players want to play professional football can only be wishful thinking.

Reporters are a group of very realistic people. Zhou Tiancheng's remarks not only did not leave a good impression of young people with ideals, many reporters also showed more or less contempt and ridicule, thinking that Zhou Tiancheng was a frog at the bottom of the well. Take professional football for granted.

　　The middle-aged male reporter frowned slightly and asked, "I'm sorry, your answer is hard to convince me. I have always firmly believed in my judgment. Your performance is not the level of ordinary amateur players."

Zhou Tiancheng shrugged helplessly: "This is the truth. You can’t believe me, but you can’t believe it. But although you speak Chinese fluently, you must have never heard a Chinese saying: Masters are in the folk. There are a lot of good roles, young players better than me in China abound. If your judgment is based on the performance of the Chinese national team in the international arena, I can only say that your judgment is biased."

At this time, Jiang Hao’s post-match interview was over. Zhou Tiancheng ran quickly, and could not help but pull him and Ming Tao to this group of reporters. He solemnly introduced: "This is my two teammates, both of whom are Chinese... Jiang Hao, the best shooter in our team, there is hope to win the best shooter in the country this year. This is Ming Tao, our main goalkeeper. Today he believes everyone has seen his performance. They are very strong, not just me. ."

　　Zhou Tiancheng's left and right hands rested on the shoulders of the two, and the camera lens of the media quickly captured the scene of this "three-person walk".

To be honest, these reporters probably don't remember their names, but Zhou Tiancheng's kindness, Jiang Hao and Ming Tao understand, this is to let them take a ride and take this opportunity to let them appear in front of the media. face. Although the facial expression is very tense, the two people are grateful to Zhou Tiancheng.

　　 This is the brother! Winning together is crazy, losing is carried together, never want to be in the limelight.

　　Zhou Tiancheng was surrounded by reporters. The scene was very lively. Coach Febitz was very pleased to see this scene. He really did not want to disturb. Zhou Tiancheng took the limelight. But there is no way, he has given enough time, now it is time to leave.

Zhou Tiancheng felt a little poor. Coach Fabitz greeted him in time. It just let Zhou Tiancheng find a reason to get out. Seeing that Zhou Tiancheng was leaving, the middle-aged male reporter quickly raised his voice and quickly asked: "Please Wait a minute! Is it convenient to tell everyone your name?"

　　 "My name is Zhou Tiancheng." Zhou Tiancheng answered back.

　　 Some reporters didn't take Zhou Tiancheng's name into mind, after all, this is just a college student player, and he has no reputation at all. However, there were still several reporters who meditated several times in their mouths and put Zhou Tiancheng's name in their heads.

　　Come every day to prepare to leave. Looking back at everyone's expression, I added a sentence: "It doesn't matter whether you can remember me now or not. Come to Japan and grow up. In the future, you will slowly remember me. I will do it."

　　 Every reporter shook his head. No one believed Zhou Tiancheng's words.

　　 coming to Japan? Will remember you?

　　 In other words, I am very determined that I will be able to make great achievements on the green field! Looking at Zhou Tiancheng's back, these reporters wanted to ask: Where is the confidence?

　　 The male reporter with wide-brimmed glasses who didn't want to see Zhou Tiancheng could not help but said to himself: "The boy is frivolous, but his vision is still too narrow. This is not China."

　　……

　　From the bus returning from Munich, UU reading www.uukanshu.com everyone is talking and laughing, and they are in a good mood. Zhou Tiancheng and Jiang Hao are constantly pondering the feeling of facing the camera. Jiang Hao is remarkingly describing his psychological activities in the face of interviews alone, and how he overcomes tension and shows his strong psychological qualities.

Ming Tao couldn't hear it anymore. He took out his mobile phone and handed it to Jiang Hao, saying: "Lao Jiang, in order to learn from you, I recorded your performance specifically. I didn't say anything. Let me appreciate it for you first... ...Both brothers, don't thank me too much."

　　Jiang Hao opened the video, and an image of his face flushed and full of gestures suddenly appeared on the screen. One face was black immediately, and he roared: "Good you Ming Tao! I am out of the world and you are happy!"

　　 "Hahaha!" Zhou Tiancheng and Ming Tao laughed and lay down on their chairs straight.

　　Don’t look at Ming Tao, he usually doesn’t talk much, but the three of them belong to him.

After laughing, Zhou Tiancheng also worried about Jiang Hao's face, not to embarrass him, and suggested: "Horiko, give you a suggestion, there will be such occasions in the future, learn more from me, and bullshit, bragging Isn't it your longevity? And the reporter is happy to listen."

　　Jiang Hao focused on the head: "Well, I also found out that Brother Cheng is blowing up, I can only admire the wind, or be convinced."

　　Zhou Tian established the horse and sat upright, said with confidence, "Go, don't blame me. Do you still not understand me? When did I blow unreliable bullshit?"

　　 Jiang Hao and Ming Tao suddenly lowered their heads to support their foreheads. This self-confidence... was speechless.

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