"Do you still need to interview me? Haven't you already prepared your manuscript and prepared to write it? Even I know what you are going to write, so why waste this time? Is it just to have an honest excuse or a cover-up?"
The day after the match with Athletic Bilbao, when the prince came to the training ground in the morning to participate in the recovery training and tactical summary meeting, he was blocked at the door by a group of reporters who honked their horns wildly.
All to no avail.
In the end, the prince had no choice but to get out of the car, looked at the reporters with twinkling eyes impatiently, and said the above words unceremoniously.
The reporters were very surprised. When they interviewed the prince in the past, even if he didn't cooperate, at least his attitude was not too bad. Unlike now, he looks like he can do anything about the gangsters.
"We just seem to know why Real Madrid lost yesterday's game. Can you tell us the reason?" A reporter boldly shouted, pulling his neck.[
"Yes, we just want to interview you about yesterday's game." The other reporters agreed.
The prince looked at these seemingly innocent reporters with disdain, but he knew how dirty they were inside.
"No need to go to so much trouble. You can write whatever you want. There is no need to pretend that you have interviewed me. I have given you authorization." The prince waved his hand and, with the help of the base security, rushed out of the crowd and walked into the training ground.
"Why are these reporters so crazy? Did something earth-shattering happen to you again?" Luo arrived a little earlier than the prince and saw the scene where the prince was surrounded by reporters. He asked in confusion.
"What else can happen? The team has been winless in three rounds. Now everyone wants to see Real Madrid suffer misfortune. If you say they will let go of such an opportunity, you must write a big book about it when you go back." Wang Zi said nay, now
The team's situation is really not good.
"It's impossible for any team to win all the time. It's completely normal to come back from the winter break in bad shape. How could they possibly cause such a quarrel?" Luo felt that these reporters were making a fuss out of a molehill, but
Then I thought about it. Aren’t they that virtuous?
"No matter what, train and adjust quickly. After three rounds without victory, Barcelona is almost catching up. You don't want to be suppressed by Barcelona in your first season in La Liga!"
Indeed, the arrogant Luo joins Real Madrid in the hope of helping this giant get rid of the fate of being suppressed by Barcelona. Only in this way can he prove himself to the greatest extent, but if he is suppressed by Barcelona in turn, then he will really become a joke.
Not even sorry for his high transfer fee.
One day during training, when the prince was leaving the base at night, he was blocked by reporters again.
"What on earth do you want to do? Didn't I tell you that you can write whatever you want? Why bother me?" The prince was ashamed and angry. Why are these guys so shameless?
However, seeing that they would not give up until they interviewed him, the prince knew that it would be difficult to go home if their wishes were not met today, so he simply settled the matter.
"Okay. I'm afraid of you, tell me what you want to ask!" The prince pretended to be cooperative, leaning against his car and said lazily.
"What do you think of Real Madrid's current poor state? Is it caused by discord within the team? Or is there a reason? Although you scored again in the game, the team failed to win. Do you think you
Isn't the honor of being awarded the World Footballer a bit undeserved? Also, now that Raul and Guti are not present, you have assumed the responsibility of captain, but Real Madrid has continued to stumble. Can you fulfill your role as a captain?
responsibility.”
This reporter seemed to have taken a shot of "drug", he spat out a lot of words, and his words were so sharp that the prince was stunned.
This label is too harsh. Could it be that the team’s failure to achieve good results is its own problem? Oh my God, when did Real Madrid become its own team?
"It seems that the matter is not as serious as you said. Although the team's performance in these few games has been mediocre, it does not mean anything. Every team's state will have ups and downs. For example, Real Madrid's current situation is just like this.
It's just a small break for Real Madrid in a long season. Even so, we are still at the top of the standings, suppressing Barcelona and other strong teams. Can't we even have a chance to breathe? I really don't know what you are.
Logic." The prince replied angrily, his saliva almost spitting on the face of the guy in front of him.
However, it seems that these reporters did not write down what the prince said in their notebooks, but were eager to continue asking questions.
This scene made the prince feel a little different. Could it be that the purpose of these guys was not to get some information from him? I really don't understand their thoughts.
"Your partner Luo Luo has been in a sluggish state in these games. What do you think of this teammate who can compete with you for honors?" Another reporter took advantage of the opportunity and asked.[
The prince was on his way. It turned out that these good reporters didn't want to get any news here at all. They already had their own reports. No matter how the prince came back, they would draw on their arguments and then make a fuss.
The comments made it seem as if they were really the words of the prince.
These tricks are so skillful, but the prince still doesn't understand how they operate. If he were a star who always dealt with the media, he would have understood it long ago.
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"Well, as you wish, our team has had problems recently. There are conflicts between players and players, between players and coaches, and between coaches and club management. Conflicts are everywhere. Yesterday Luo Luo and I were there
There was a fierce fight in the locker room, and Luo and Perez pinched each other for a while. Finally, Mr. Florentino slapped Perez again, and the locker room was already in chaos.
, the team just needs to be disbanded. If Real Madrid does not play in the next game, then you don't have to be surprised, because Real Madrid no longer exists." The prince said solemnly, without batting an eyelid.
When the reporters first heard about the conflicts within the team, their eyes lit up, and they felt that they had finally lived up to their day-long wait and finally got important inside information.
However, as the prince's words became more and more exaggerated, everyone came to their senses. They felt that the prince was simply teasing them, and they became furious, like a gasoline barrel being ignited by sparks, ready to explode in an instant.
"I think this is what you want to happen. You can publish it, or you can say it was me who said it. Go ahead, kids, and try your best to make it up. The readers are waiting for you."
With a look of compassion, the prince drove away the reporters who were still in a daze, opened the car door, stepped into the driver's seat, and drove away, leaving only the reporters cursing on the spot.
"Since he is unkind, don't blame us for being unjust. He can tell nonsense. Then I will put his original words on the front page when I get back and see how he explains it in the end." A reporter complained angrily to his colleagues.
"Okay, we'll do it when we get back, it's disgusting!" The reporters said goodbye to each other and went back to prepare for the big event.
The next day, as expected, the prince's words dominated the front pages of all major media outlets, and everyone's eyes were focused on this.
Pei Shuai took a few crumpled newspapers, patted them gently on the table, and looked up at the prince who looked relaxed.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Pei Shuai was also a little helpless. The prince was usually a good boy, but how could he say such shocking words and put the emperor into trouble.
"I don't think it's okay. Even if I don't say it, they will write it like this. These reporters just don't see how good Real Madrid is. They will be happy when we are unlucky. I think it is better to follow their wishes and then play in the game.
Slap them hard on the face." The prince said calmly, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
Pei Shuai understands the prince's thoughts, but the problem is that Real Madrid's "Chairman" Florentino is involved now. This is not a fuel-saving lamp. Pei Shuai does not know whether he will be moved by it.
"Okay, you go back first, don't accept any interviews for the time being, and wait for the club's decision!" After saying that, he asked the prince to leave his office.
But just when the prince wanted to go home, he was stopped by Florentino's assistant.
"Mr. Chairman, please." Being too disrespectful is not good, but it seems that this beautiful assistant has always been like this, treating everyone the same, and is not targeting the prince.
The prince followed her swaying plump butt all the way to Mr. Chairman's office. It wasn't that he was a little impatient, but he really didn't know how her beautiful butt could be so big.
angle.
"Sit down, I have coffee here, but you are an athlete, so I can only give you water." Florentino poured the prince a glass of water himself, and his approachable appearance made the prince a little overwhelmed.
"Is it for news?" the prince asked cautiously.
Florentino didn't speak and quietly observed the prince. This silence made the prince a little uneasy. He couldn't explain why he was under so much pressure when facing Mr. "Chairman". Maybe he was the one in power.
"So be it!" Florentino said after sitting down. "But it's not a big deal, everyone can see it. You just want to tease a few reporters who are entangled, and no one will blame you.
Don’t worry.”
Florentino's words made the prince feel relieved. He admitted that when he said it, he was in a hurry and did not consider the interests of the club at all. Now he regrets it, but since the "Chairman" said there is no big deal, then it should be no.
It’s a big question. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote, monthly vote,.[
