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Chapter 201 was exposed (11/21)

"Looking at Chang's transcripts over the years, it's really hard to believe that these are the achievements of a thirty-six-year-old head coach - many people at his age may have just retired from playing or coaching.

He has already started to get started. But he has already won the award and has become soft... It is a pity that FIFA has not set up an award for the best coach of the year, otherwise I think Chang will definitely be able to win many times..."

Breno Pacheco really couldn't listen anymore, so he turned off the TV hard.

This kind of disgusting flattery almost made him, a fellow media person, blush!

You were the ones who scolded Chang the most fiercely back then, but now you are so attentive when you lick Chang’s vagina!

Pacheco looked down upon these people and had absolutely no professional ethics and dignity as a journalist!

We should have our own positions and morals, how could you succumb to that bastard's coercion?

Pacheco now dislikes Chang Sheng no matter how he looks at it.

I had previously asserted that Lazio would collapse this season, but as a result, Lazio won the league championship and three consecutive championships! Now all the media are saying that they have created a dynasty...

Dynasty, Dynasty...Dynasty is a piece of shit!

Do these people think Dynasty is just French fries on the street!?

Can a team be called a dynasty?

Even a Champions League championship is not a dynasty!

Pacheco calmed down his emotions slightly, and then stared at a photo in his hand.

He laughed.

He has got what he wants, and he is sure that this time it must be exclusive, a sensational exclusive 1

When you are immersed in the joy of winning three consecutive league championships, let me give you an even bigger surprise!

※※※

Just when Lazio club fans were celebrating the team's third consecutive championship, "Gazzetta dello Sport" suddenly broke such a piece of news.

"The Tiger is leaving Lazio!"

"...According to our insider information in Barcelona...Lazio Club has reached an agreement with Barcelona Club. After the end of this season, Falcao will wear the Barcelona jersey!...Falcao has been joining the team since

, with his excellent scoring ability, he has conquered the city for Lazio and has been the top scorer in the Lazio team for two consecutive seasons... He is deeply loved by the fans, and he himself also likes Lazio... But now, Lazio

The club sold him to Barcelona!"

Pacheco used a style of writing in this press release that was obviously meant to sow discord and stir up trouble.

The purpose is to incite Lazio fans to protest against the Lazio club and make this matter as big as possible, so as to affect the Lazio team and cause Lazio to perform abnormally in the Champions League.

He now regrets that he did not get this exact news earlier. Otherwise, if there was a commotion, Lazio's league championship might be ruined by him...

When this news was prominently reported by Gazzetta dello Sport, it caused a sensation just as Pacheco had hoped!

For a while, the media stopped discussing Lazio's dynasty and league championship.

Everyone's attention was attracted by this transfer deal.

In the news, Pacheco also revealed that the value of this transfer transaction is approximately 50 million euros!

"For 50 million euros, the Lazio club sold the team's top scorer, Falcao, who was loved by the fans!"

In order to increase authenticity, Pacheco also posted a photo, which shows Lazio Club President Lotito walking out of Barcelona Club with a smile on his face.

Chang Sheng usually doesn't read "Gazzetta dello Sport" unless this is the only newspaper on the plane.

At home, whenever he has a choice, he will not read Gazzetta dello Sport - who would read a newspaper that always criticizes themselves? After all, Chang Sheng is not a masochist.

So after La Gazzetta dello Sport reported the incident, he was completely in the dark for about three hours.

He was already in London at the time.

I had just settled down in the hotel room, and then I called Avril to ensure her safety.

As a result, the two of them had just chatted for a few words when he received an incoming call notification on his phone.

It's that kind of thing when you're on a call and your phone suddenly beeps, and you know someone is calling.

At this time, if the other party does not hang up the phone, then he can wait for you to end the call, or put the call on hold, and then switch to talk to him.

Of course, most people will choose to hang up the phone and call back later.

But today's situation is different.

After the beeping sound, there was another beeping sound, and then the beeping sound was like the sound of countless QQ friends sending messages...

Chang Sheng really couldn't talk to Avril anymore: "What the hell is going on..."

"What's wrong, uncle?" Avril asked on the other end of the phone.

"I have... countless calls waiting for me to answer..."

"What happened?"

"What could happen?"

"Anyway, you go and take a look first. I have nothing to do here. I will fly over to cheer you on during the game, uncle!"

"well……"

Chang Sheng had just hung up the phone when his cell phone rang immediately.

When he saw the call, it turned out to be Torla, a reporter from the Provincial Newspaper.

He found it strange that Torra rarely called him. After all, he was no longer in Valencia.

The "Provincial Newspaper" reports mainly on the teams in the Valencia region, especially Valencia.

Even if his performance at Lazio is good, there is no need for the Provincial Daily to report on him every day.

Valencia fans still care more about their own team.

He picked up the phone: "Hi, Torra..."

Before he finished his greeting, he was interrupted by Torla's urgent voice: "Chang, did you sell Falcao to Barcelona?"

Chang Sheng almost answered smoothly: "Yes, that's right. We sold it to Barcelona..."

But he soon discovered the problem - this matter was very confidential! How did Torra know?

Even though the two of them have a good relationship, Torla doesn't know about this either.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"The "Gazzetta dello Sport" published today swears that Lazio and Barcelona have reached an agreement, and Falcao will return to Barcelona for a transfer fee of 50 million euros..."

"**!" After hearing this, Chang Sheng couldn't help but cursed.

Based on Torla's understanding of Chang Sheng, when he heard his swear words, he knew that "Gazzetta dello Sport" was right...

"This is a shocking transfer, Chang..." Torla said.

"I know, that's why I don't want so many people to know, at least before the end of this season... How did Gazzetta dello Sport know?" Chang Sheng asked rhetorically.

"They said they came up with this result based on clues obtained from various channels by their colleagues in the Barcelona media. And they also published a photo of Lotito walking out of the Barcelona club... The evidence is conclusive, Chang. You want to deny it?

Can’t deny it!”

When Chang Sheng heard this, he remained silent.

When he first heard about this, he really planned to deny the news. Anyway, it was nothing more than a lie. He had no burden at all in lying to the media.

But now, people have even published Lotito's photo, so there's no point in lying...

This is basically a done deal.

※※※

After Chang Sheng hung up the phone with Torla, his cell phone still kept ringing.

This time Chang Sheng didn't take it anymore.

He simply turned off his phone.

Then he sat alone in his room for a while.

Then he got up and went out.

When he knocked on the door of Falcao's room, Falcao still had his mobile phone in his hand.

Seeing Chang Sheng, he looked stunned.

Then he said to the phone: "I still have something to do, I will call you later..."

Then he put down his cell phone, called "boss", and welcomed Chang Sheng through the door.

Living in the same room as Falcao is the team's right back Belletti, who was not in the room at this time.

Now there are only two people, Chang Sheng and Falcao.

"It seems you have a lot of calls," Chang Sheng said after coming in.

Falcao noticed the "ye" in Chang Sheng's words.

He smiled awkwardly, and then he remembered what was serious. He said to Chang Sheng anxiously: "Boss, that matter has been exposed..."

Chang Sheng waved his hand: "Don't talk to me with the tone of revealing this. You are right about the transfer, and the club is right too. I came here to talk to you about this matter. "Gazzetta dello Sport" exposed it

Your transfer news will definitely bring trouble to you and the club. Although we have done nothing wrong, some people are unreasonable."

Falcao sat down, still looking a little nervous.

He knew very well how much pressure he would be under after this matter was exposed. His agent had called him just now, and he was still on the phone when he opened the door.

"Now, I'm here to tell you, no matter what happens after this, you don't have to worry about it. Just play the game well. If you perform abnormally because of this matter, you won't even think about participating in the Champions League final - you

Do you still want to play in the Champions League final?"

Chang Sheng asked.

Falcao nodded: "Of course I do, boss. I have always dreamed of participating in the Champions League final!"

"Very good, as long as you remember what you said. Train and compete with peace of mind. When reporters ask you, just say you have no comment. When fans ask you, stay silent. No matter what they say, you don't pay attention to this matter.

Leave it to me and the club to handle. Do you understand?"

Falcao nodded again: "I understand, boss. But..."

He was still a little worried.

Chang Sheng waved his hand to interrupt his worries: "There is no 'but'. In short, you don't have to worry about anything. From now on, you just watch the show."

"Watching a show?" Falcao was puzzled.

Chang Sheng chuckled: "If someone wants us to mess up, then we have to slap them!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)


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