Chapter 87 Bidling

A small conference room at Verrodom Stadium. At this moment, it is the scene of the 'press conference' held by Zhang Yang.

Reporters flocked in when they saw who was sitting on the rostrum. I was stunned.

Zhang Yang was chatting with Ribery there. They didn't know what topic they were talking about, so they laughed happily. Seeing the reporters coming in one after another, he greeted each reporter who came in friendlyly and joked with several familiar journalists from Marseille.

What a harmonious scene. The reporters sighed one after another.

"Zhang, can we start?"

"Zhang, may I--"

Zhang Yang smiled and waved his hand to everyone, "Wait a minute, there is still one person left."

The reporters can't help muttering that there is still one person left. Who is missing? Are there any heavyweights coming?

"He's coming." Zhang Yang saw the figure coming over and said with a smile.

The reporters turned their heads and looked at it, but they saw Roman, the reporter of the Feigaro newspaper. Roland came in.

Some reporters laughed. It seems to be a good show.

"Zhong Dajun, guess what Zhang Yang is going to do?" A Chinese reporter asked Zhong Dajun. The latter shook his head, "I don't know, but look, there must be a good chance." Zhong Dajun couldn't guess what Zhang Yang was going to do, but after this period of time, he understood Zhang Yang's character. This boy must report. The Feigaro and other media are so burying and mocking Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang will definitely fight back.

Roman. Roland didn't intend to come. He used his toes to think that it was Zhang Yang's counterattack. It must be boring for him to come. However, he thought that he had successfully provoked Zhang Yang so much that he said big words. Well, although it is now that it is not a big talk, but Roman. Roland still thought he had succeeded. Therefore, he absolutely came over to see if he could do it again. He tried to anger Zhang Yang again and get a new gimmick to save some face.

Roman of the newspaper Feigaro. Mr. Roland?" Zhang Yang looked at Roman Roland?

"Cough - I am -" Roman. Roland was stunned, and he couldn't help but be stunned. He wanted to say that Zhang Yang opened his mouth and cursed, and even compared his middle finger to him. He was psychologically prepared. He didn't expect this boy to be so polite.

After Zhang Yang confirmed the identity of the visitor, he ignored it. This makes Roman. Roland is very embarrassed. In fact, Zhang Yang just wants to prove whether the reporter of the "Fegaro" came to the scene. If the protagonist doesn't come, the big play will be boring for a while.

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"It's time to start." Zhang Yang said to everyone.

Then, everyone saw Ribery walking to the rostrum decently. He leaned slightly and approached the microphone: "Hi, everyone, I'm Frank, the spokesman of Mr. Zhang Yang. Ribery, meet for the first time. Please support my work."

After saying that, Ribery smiled politely at many media. It's just that the scar on the face looks so terrible.

The reporters were stunned. What does this belong to?

Fernando, the head coach of the Marseille team, and Danilo, the club's press officer, who had just walked to the door, were also stunned. They saw Ribery standing on the rostrum and heard what Ribéry said.

Fernandez patted himself on the head, but he didn't expect that Ribery would also come in. However, as long as you think about it, you can think about it. Ribery is Zhang Yang's best friend in the team. How can this Scarface not be involved in his matter?

"Hey, Frank, what the hell is going on?"

"Next, we have invited the protagonist of today's press conference, Mr. Zhang Yang." Ribery finished this sentence. He squeezed his eyes at Zhang Yang, who was sitting beside him.

Zhang Yang gave a thumbs up to Ribery.

The reporters were a little speechless when they watched the two brothers playing tricks here. Their common idea now is that these two live treasures are worthy of being from the amateur league. They are a perfect match. Have a common language.

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The reporters who were still a little noisy saw Zhang Yang stand up and stopped making noise. They looked at Zhang Yang with suspicion and expectation.

He glanced at every reporter. And the reporters also looked at him and took a deep breath. Smiling.

"Today is a good day." Zhang Yang said bluntly, "I'm in a good mood today."

Many people laughed, but it's not. It's a good day for this boy. Of course, he is in a good mood to play a hat trick.

"Thank you for giving me face and coming to this press conference." Zhang Yang continued.

Some people immediately curl their lips. We don't give you face, but give you the face of what you want to say and do. Tut, this is not self-contradictory. Some people just want face.

There is a lot of discussion below. They don't know what this boy is going to say. Is it just to ask everyone to come here to catch up?

Zhang Yang didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. He waited for everyone to calm down.

"I know that you must have a lot of questions in your mind. That gentleman, please don't raise your hand first. It's not a free time to ask questions. Well, I'll announce something very important to announce later. I won't let you down."

The reporter who wanted to raise his hand to ask questions smiled shyly and put down his arm.

Zhang Yang looked at Roman. At a glance, Roland noticed that the gentleman seemed to be a little restless. He smiled, "As we all know, I had a bet with the Feigaro newspaper before the game. Well, it's about hat-trick. I won't talk about the details. Everyone knows that now I suddenly feel that I'm at a loss in this matter, because, this bet, I We didn't bet on anything. Even if I win, there is no substantial benefit. It's all the media that are cunning. It seems so. Of course, I'm not talking about everyone.

The reporter at the scene was in an uproar. This boy obviously refers to the mulberry scolding the locust. Most of the reporters here have more or less criticized the publicity. This boy's sentence is intentional!

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"I, Zhang Yang, age, 19 years old, height 183cm, weight 75KG, single, well, this is my basic situation."

There was a burst of laughter at the scene. This boy was really interesting. Fernandez and Danilo also laughed. At this time, Fernandez's anger also dissipated. Seeing that some of these practices were childish, he realized that the boy was only nineteen years old and a big boy.

Only one person did not laugh.

"This is my first season in the professional league. Yes, I have never played a professional game before. Just as I was about to play a professional game, I was fired by a domestic club for unwarranted charges. What is it? That's - you won't understand if you say it, that is to say, it doesn't exist, wait?" Zhang Yang muttered, 'It's terrible to be uneducated'. This is said in Chinese. Of course, the French reporters present can't understand it, but Zhong Dajun and others understand how wonderful their faces are. This boy is amazing.

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"Zhang, would you please speak in French? We don't understand what you just said." Some reporters protested.

Zhang Yang is a reporter. He continued to say, "Thanks to the Marseille Club. I have played a professional game here. Now, so far, I have played six games. In these six games, I scored in five of them, and only one game did not score. Well, I have scored ten goals in total. An average of 1.67 goals per game, um, and two goals in three consecutive games, a hat-trick..."

Hearing the data Zhang Yang said, Ribery muttered to himself in the back: "Zhang, you are obviously showing off. Haha."

When Zhang Yang said these numbers, he was still a little nervous. Chinese people are mediocre in their bones and don't like to confess their achievements. Although Zhang Yang has a flamboyant personality, he will also be "ed" by traditional culture. However, every time he says a data, his heart will become very down-to-earth and down-to-earth. In fact, these data seem to be boring, but only Zhang Yang has paid for these data! Once upon a time, I thought that the dream had been broken, and the unwilling teenager came to a foreign country alone to find his dream. How many white eyes, how many ups and downs, he finally got the opportunity, lifeless training, hard work harder, did not dare to relax for a moment, just because he believed in 'God', just because he believed that the road was at his feet!

These data! These goals! It's your own report card!

Zhang Yang, please straighten your chest! You have nothing to be ashamed of!

Zhang Yang straightened his chest again. He looked up, and he stopped again to calm down. He glanced at the reporter again, and then. He smiled brightly.

The reporters were puzzled by his smile.

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Zhang Yang took out a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it, but he didn't read it. Instead, he put down the paper. He felt that he didn't need to follow the book. This was very lack of momentum and style. Then he looked at the inexplicable reporter below and laughed, "However, my performance was always not satisfactory to some people. At first, I thought I really didn't do well enough, but then I gradually understood that even if I scored a hundred goals in a game, some people still wouldn't say a good word about me, so I understood.

He paused for a moment, tore up the paper, and said with a smile, "I am now here to announce that in view of the non-objective behavior of the Feigaro newspaper's report to me, I have decided that I will never be interviewed by the Feigaro newspaper. I refuse to attend any press conference that appears in this media!" I will refuse to participate in any activities sponsored by the Feigaro! In a word, wherever there is this media, I will say NO!"

There was a sao movement at the scene, and everyone was stunned.

Many people turned their heads to see the representative of the Feigaro newspaper, poor Roman. Mr. Roland was shocked first, and then the uncontrollable anger!

They always say NO to others, and when a big player dares to say NO to them!

"You have no right. We have the freedom to interview." Roman. Roland questioned loudly.

Zhang Yang curled his lips and said, "Your freedom? I don't care about this. All I know is that this is me exercising my own freedom. He looked at the stunned reporters and said with a smile, "Is what I said? It's actually just a sentence. Well, I announce that I'm going to block the Feigaro newspaper!" Now you understand."

Hearing the word 'block' in Zhang Yang's mouth, the scene made a big scene. What Zhang Yang did subverted their cognition. I have never seen such a player!

"Guys, I'll see you later." He slowly stood up and slowly walked off the stage. He ignored the loud questions of the reporters who reacted behind him. He gave a high-five with his teammate, brother Ribery, and then walked out of the meeting and said one more thing. The two guys walked through the back door. They saw Fernandez at the front door.

The scene was almost bursting, and everyone was talking loudly, talking loudly, and expressing their opinions.

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In this mixture, Chinese journalists were stunned. They thought of countless possibilities, but they never dreamed of this possibility, 'block'! Zhang Yang actually wanted to block Le Fegaro, the largest media in France!

"This boy is too fat."

At this time, a Chinese reporter went up and took over the piece of paper that Zhang Yang shredded. Several people put together to read it, and it said, "I declare that I will block the Feigaro newspaper from today. If possible, I hope it will be ten thousand years!"

Several people stared at the big eyes.

"Why didn't Zhang Yang read it according to this?" One person asked.

"Maybe he is afraid that the Frenchman's IQ can't understand." A Chinese reporter said that he suddenly laughed here. He remembered the sentence that Zhang Yang muttered just now, 'It's terrible to be uneducated'.

"It's so cool. A good man should be like this." Zhong Dajun suddenly dropped a few jokes and said that he thought he was just publicity. In the face of many French reporters, he said this, this momentum, this style, old domineering, cool. He said that everyone would laugh at him.

However, I saw everyone nodding together.

Just because they can also think that the person concerned must have been really happy at that time.

Because they just think about it, they think it's too strong.

"It's just that Zhang Yang knows what he is doing? How dare he do this?"

"Yes, I don't think about it."

Well, it's just that they are not publicity, and they can never understand the feeling of publicity. How do you say that? You will never understand my world...

Do you understand the world of publicity?

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PS: The update is late. Just because this chapter has been modified three times, I still can't find the feeling I want. The imaginary Zhang Yang's feeling at this time, a little uneasiness at this time, slowly resolute heart, his publicity, his personality, his childishness... can't be described too well.

Please forgive me.

I would like to ask for the support of a few red tickets.