"champion."

"champion."

The Champions League theme song sounded, and Ronaldo seemed to be immersed in it.

One of the last players to win the Champions League here was Cristiano Ronaldo, and that was when he was at Manchester United.

"Cristiano, tell us, what does it feel like to win the Champions League?" Marcelo said excitedly.

"Imagine the best time you've ever had with a woman."

"..."

"I feel it." Marcelo's expression was vulgar.

"Multiply that by 10 times."

"So cool?"

"Yes, this is the feeling of winning the Champions League."

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said: "Cristiano, look at your unseen look."

"Why don't you ask me?"

"In no mood."

The teammates dispersed and continued training.

*****

Pellegrini has been a little troubled recently because the Champions League final is held at the Bernabeu.

It stands to reason that this is a good thing, but in fact it is not. The Champions League has the so-called home court curse. The last time a home team played in the Champions League final was Roma in 1984.

Roma and Liverpool reached the final. At Roma's home court, Roma seemed to be poisoned and lost their form. In the end, Liverpool won the championship.

The pressure in the Champions League final is already very high, and the pressure on your own court is even greater.

If given the choice, Pellegrini would rather play the final in a neutral stadium.

At this time Tang Zhenglong knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Tang Zhenglong handed Pellegrini a piece of paper.

"What? Do you want to transfer? How about going to Chile with me?"

Tang Zhenglong was sweating and said with a wry smile: "Boss, you really like to joke. Even if I leave Spain, I will go back to China. The salary in the Chinese Super League is so high now."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"open to take a look!!"

Pellegrini opened it and was stunned on the spot.

"Declaration that Tang Zhenglong is a good player".

Finally, the lower right corner is where Pellegrini signed.

"What is this for?"

"I want to wait until Jose comes and show this to him."

Pellegrini was stunned. This was the first time he had seen such a strange player in his decades of life.

"Don, I don't think Jose needs to see this. What he needs to see is your performance."

Tang Zhenglong did this because of the problems left by the domestic environment. In the past, if he changed locations or coaches in domestic youth training, he would need to say hello in advance.

Tang Zhenglong insisted, "Boss, just sign it, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable. If the state is not good in the Champions League, the team will suffer the loss."

"..."

"Nima!!"

"Okay, I signed it, but you have to make sure that this is an internal document and cannot be known to the media."

Tang Zhenglong nodded as if pounding garlic.

"knew."

Pellegrini thought to himself that if this was known to the media, he would probably be regarded as stupid.

*********

Portugal, Mendes family.

"Jorge, what did you send me?"

"Fax for this afternoon?"

"That's right."

"That was what Tang Zhenglong asked me to forward. I don't know what it is."

""Statement that Tang Zhenglong is a good player"."

"There's also Manuel's signature, and it's a typo. What does it mean?"

"You have to ask Tang Zhenglong about this. I really don't know."

"Forget it, I haven't taken office yet. I don't want to interfere in Real Madrid's affairs to avoid being gossiped about."

Mourinho read the "Declaration that Tang Zhenglong is a Good Player" and suddenly felt a little nauseous.

"Could it be that Tang Zhenglong's purpose is to disgust me?"

*****

Catalonia.

They have a very special status in Spain. In name, they are part of Spain, but in fact, including language, they are completely different from Spain.

In terms of football, Catalonia and Spain are even more different.

If Madrid's football is strong and domineering, then Barcelona's football is about taking technology to the extreme.

As a native of Catalonia, Guardiola certainly understands this. This is not just football, but also the national belief and totem.

After the training, Guardiola plans to keep some local players.

At this point Messi objected.

"Boss, I know what you mean, but I am also integrated with Barcelona. I came to Barcelona when I was very young. I understand the culture here. I ask to participate in local meetings."

Guardiola smiled slightly.

Apart from his Argentinian nationality, Messi has indeed integrated with Barcelona in other aspects. It is indeed inappropriate to regard him as an outsider.

"Okay, then everyone stays."

At this time, Ibrahimovic stood up. He had completely quarreled with the team.

"I'm not Catalan, I'm leaving first."

Guardiola nodded, "Okay."

**********

At night, in Ibrahimovic's hotel apartment, he was skipping rope when suddenly the phone rang.

"Tang Zhenglong?"

"Zlatan."

"What's the matter?" Ibrahimovic was a little impatient.

Tang Zhenglong was going around and around but didn't say anything. Suddenly Ibrahimovic understood and said with a smile: "Do you want to find out information?"

"This...hehe, if it's convenient."

"Haha, you are dreaming!!"

"Zlatan, what you said is wrong. Barcelona has treated you badly. You have no place now. Mino told me that you are planning to leave the team, so if you give me the information, it is not considered disloyal."

"Haha, even if I leave the team, I won't tell you the information about Barcelona. Stop dreaming."

Ibrahimovic hung up the phone.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Ibrahimovic went to open the door. He was stunned to see Tang Zhenglong standing at the door holding a bottle of red wine.

"..."

"Isn't it surprising?" Tang Zhenglong laughed.

"Haha, you are really willing to risk everything just to cause trouble."

"That's right, Rafi from 1982, I'll treat you to a drink."

Half an hour later, Tang Zhenglong regretted it. Ibrahimovic was a talkative after drinking.

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To be continued...