Canaris didn't leave, and Chen Long didn't sit next to him. There was Pirlo in the middle, which made him feel very safe. He didn't want to have anything happen to this little goblin again. The nightclub actually meant nothing to him.
It's so nostalgic, he's not one of those people who always hangs out in nightclubs, picks up girls, drinks, and lives a life of intoxication.
Nightclub life is prohibited in clubs, and these people show up here blatantly, without knowing what their courage is. Such a life has ruined many geniuses, and this was the end of Ronaldo and Ronaldo back then.
In fact, they are not too crazy. They just have a good time with beautiful women and drink some wine. They are not as perverted as the legend says. Pirlo doesn't drink. He just joins in the fun, sitting next to Chen Long, drinking drinks and chatting with her.
Chenlong chatted without a word, while Canaris listened boredly, and Chenlong secretly glanced at her from time to time.
"How did you come up with the idea of shooting the ball at those two birdmen? Today's live conference was so lively, all centered around this matter. Seriously, are you not afraid of being sent off? But the shot was really hard and hard."
allow!"
"の, it was just a whim, just for fun. Anyway, if the ball hits someone, it's not a foul. I used to do this all the time in amateur matches." Chen Long thought Pirlo was going to ask some profound questions.
, so that’s what happened.
"On a whim, your uncle, what about your interception? His style is very similar to mine! How to explain this?" Elia ran over.
Chenlong looked at this lively mad cow and laughed: "Of course I learned it from you. I'm applying it now. You know, my learning ability is not bad, haha. Don't you see how arrogant that idiot is?
, slowly dribbling the ball towards me, wanting to humiliate me, so I naturally had to seize this opportunity."
"Here we go again, learn now and put it to use... Why don't you say you know how to guard the goal?" Buffon was not happy, hearing this little pervert say it so calmly.
"You know, goalkeeping? This is a really good idea. When I go to training the day after tomorrow, I should learn from you Jiji, maybe I really have a talent in this area..." Chenlong heard what Buffon said, and he was really
I got excited. I thought to myself that if I mastered all the skills of guarding the gate, maybe there would be another surprise?
"...How embarrassing are you for me? If you are a pervert even in the goalkeeping position, then I will be unemployed?" Buffon was very dissatisfied. "But your five minutes of physical strength, hehe, can't be used."
threaten."
...
"Conte asked you to play so early, and we were all killed at that time. You were walking and we were working hard. What's the matter!" Marchisio feigned anger, "The whole team is fighting for you, kid."
It's beautiful to serve it alone. I'll treat you to this meal tonight."
"Well, I work here as a dishwasher for a month, which is probably enough to pay for the treat. You still have the nerve to say that my salary is not even a fraction of your week's salary, but you have the nerve to let me treat you. Why don't you let me hit the wall?
die?"
"Just pretend. Who doesn't know that there is a perverted agent behind you? That chubby boy is very smart. I heard that your ads are all over China. What is the concept?" Marchisio was obviously interested.
Chenlong knew it clearly and pursued him fiercely.
quot;....They are all temporary workers. What hope do they have? It really doesn't mean the income. I am still a college student and I have to rely on my family to support me. Don't listen to other people's nonsense...It's absolutely disgusting.
Conte, you don’t know that after I finished playing football, I was exhausted. I slept at home for a full hour to regain my strength. I won’t do this again next time... It seems like this is against the law.
Violated the provisions of the contract? Excessive use of me? Um...quot;
"You are very eloquent." Chen Long felt his shoulders sink, and a big hand pressed on his shoulders at some point.
Why is this voice so familiar? Does it sound like it belongs to a certain veteran? It looks like... Conte?
"Ahem, speaking of that old fritter, no, Mr. Conte, he is really wise and powerful, and has a wonderful plan. He can actually use me to this point. He is simply a god-level coach... It can be said that Juventus
The victory, that is the victory of Conti alone..." Chenlong, who smelled Conti's scent, shamelessly changed his tone, what kind of world is this? Whoever speaks behind his back comes out, what the hell.
,の, But why is this old fox here? Is he also here to go clubbing? I can’t imagine...
"Xiaolong is getting more and more able to adapt to the wind. It's good. He is really a genius." Conti patted Chenlong on the shoulder and sat down on his left side without any courtesy.
"Excuse me, coach? Where did this wind come from? I just praised you, and you showed up..." Chen Long pretended to be surprised and said flatteringly.
...Shameless...Everyone else has the same idea, this one, the old, the young, the two foxes.
The head coach took the players to a nightclub? Chen Long was a little stupid, but he didn't know how to speak. He glanced at Conte secretly from the corner of his eyes and felt that he didn't come to reprimand or arrest people, but just to have fun.
Isn't this just a fun chat with Chiellini?
"I'm there to deal with the reporters at the press conference. It's better for you to come here to have fun and get drunk like a living god. It seems that tomorrow's vacation will be cancelled..."
I mean, his face changes so quickly! He can compete with the little goblin! What is this old fox’s plan? Didn’t he just come to play together? Chen Long really couldn’t figure out what he was thinking. But look at other things
The team members' reactions didn't have any complicated expressions. They just lowered their heads and listened quietly to what was going on.
Alas - Conti sighed deeply, and then continued: "If it weren't for this kid today, we would all be in hell..."
What does this mean? It’s really hard to figure out and understand. Chen Long was confused again and thought to himself that Conti was full of crazy words. What does this have to do with going to hell? Everyone else listened quietly.
, without interjecting a word.
Conte continued to talk to himself: "After tomorrow, I will be suspended for three months and can only direct from the stands. Within three months, the assistant coach will direct on my behalf. After three months, I
Where it will go is currently unknown. Let’s play the game for three months before we talk.” When he said this, Conte was obviously disappointed, like a bad old man, waiting for death by the coffin.
Huh? Suspended? What's going on? He suddenly remembered a piece of news a few days ago about Conte. The content was that Conte would be suspended for three months because he acquiesced in players' match-fixing. Come to think of it,
That's it, right? The verdict has been confirmed today? Chen Long thought silently in his heart.
Apart from him, everyone present, such as Buffon, Chiellini, Marchisio, Giovinco, Pirlo, etc. are all Juventus generals and Conte's confidants, but Conte said this in front of him,
Don't know what it means?
I mean, even someone like Pirlo got into this muddy water? Impossible... Why is Elia involved?
