"Qin, hurry up, your head is waiting for you to go to the press conference?" Ozil couldn't help but scream when he saw Qin Tian rubbing in front of the closet, "If I had gone there long ago."

"You are the only one, next time you play a hat trick, maybe you'll let you go," Jones curled his lips at Ozil.

"Damn, I can't think about it," Ozil's eyes rolled, "Qin, next game, if you assist me a few more times, maybe I'll wear a hat."

"It's a cuckold," Kobe suddenly said from the corner.

"Go", Ozil made a gesture.

"Okay, I really don't want to go. I'm so tired that I have to fight wits with those reporters." Qin Tian closed the door of the locker, and his expression on his face was very helpless. It seemed that he was not going to a press conference, but to the execution ground.

"Go to you, you're still good at taking advantage. Get out of here..." Kulanyi kicked Qin Tian's ass.

"Captain, you are so cruel..." Qin Tian shook his hands and rubbed his butt while walking.

Ha ha……

Before he could enter the press conference room, a noisy voice came over. It seemed that there were a lot of reporters coming today. Although it was not the first time he attended a press conference, Qin Tian was still very unaware of the flashing spotlights. In Qin Tian’s opinion, reporters now like to catch up on the wind and shadows. Everything is three points true and seven points to modify, and often starts from their own interests. Of course, some journalists with conscience are not ruled out, but it is better to keep a distance.

Qin Tian quickly adjusted the expression on his face, trying his best to show his calmness and a stagnant pool of water.

When Sloka and Qin Tian walked into the press conference, the already noisy room suddenly became quiet, and then there was the familiar and unfamiliar crackling sound. Qin Tian followed Sloka behind. As soon as he came on stage, Qin Tian felt that he was locked by a scorching gaze. It turned out to be Henry. The Frenchman's eyes were a little envious, a little dissatisfied and a little indescribable.

"Mr. Sloka, what do you think of today's game?" The reporters' inquiries usually start with the head coach. Generally, this kind of question is commonly used. If you want to be more exciting, except for some head coaches who are already talking, such as Ferguson, Magic Birds, Professor Wen, etc., the rest can only ask the players.

"I believe everyone has seen it. I am grateful and satisfied with the team's performance. They did not disappoint me. Especially in a great stadium like Camp Nou, whether they are leading or falling behind, they did not relax themselves. This professional spirit is worthy of encouragement and rewards." Sloka answered very seriously.

To be honest, Sloka's words are not false and have some clichés, but they do express their performance on the court, especially Qin Tian's performance of rushing behind and rushing to the opponent and his own goal to catch the ball, which is definitely a model for professional players.

"Mr. Qin Tian, ​​what did you think when you went to the opponent's goal to catch the ball?" At the beginning, it seemed that all the reporter's questions were swept to Schalke 04, which made Rijkaard on the side breathe a sigh of relief.

"We don't have time to think about anything, just want to kick off quickly and not waste time." Qin Tian had no good idea about this question and answered directly, "Our expectation before the game was to win Barcelona in this game. After all, no team does not want to play in the semi-finals, semi-finals or even finals."

"Hmph, you thought you would win before the game, which means that the direction of the game is under your control. Wow! You are really amazing. Lead, draw, fall, and draw, and then draw, kill. Mr. Qin Tian, ​​are you sure you are not talking about the plot of the novel? Or do you not take Barcelona seriously at all?" As soon as Qin Tian finished speaking, a sarcastic voice sounded in the middle.

Qin Tian frowned and looked at who was talking. He was a middle-aged man. The nameplate on his chest was "Marca". Haha, Barcelona's mouthpiece, no wonder.

"You said this, I didn't say that!" Qin Tian smiled faintly. Since he knew who was fired, he would be lazy to pay attention to him.

The reporter of "Marca" had to say something, but was interrupted by a reporter next to him, "Mr. Rijkaard, it is said that if you can't lead Barcelona to win this game, you will be dismissed. May I ask, is there such a thing?" The person who spoke was "As", Barcelona's rival media.

Other media reporters immediately turned to Barcelona together. Who else would care about the grievances of the Marca reporter?

Rijkald's face immediately turned dark, "I don't know where you heard it from, at least I've never heard anyone in the club tell me about this."

"Barcelona has gained nothing this season. Who do you think is the responsibility?" "As" was full of pride. Barcelona has obviously been bad this season. When will they wait for no damage at this time?

Seeing that Rijkald was about to take place, the staff of the press conference quickly came out to smooth the game, "Everyone, please ask some questions related to this game."

"Mr. Henry, which player do you think has left a deep impression on you?"

"Of course it's the one sitting next to me, Mr. Qin Tian." Henry turned to look at Qin Tian with a smile, "I was extremely impressed by his performance today."

"It seems you admire him very much?"

"Such a talented young man is of course worthy of everyone's appreciation. I look forward to playing football with him in the future." Henry seemed to be poaching publicly.

Qin Tian frowned, "Okay, just appreciate it, why do you want to say so much nonsense? Barcelona? I don't like it very much. Besides, there is Messi, maybe it's more interesting to be an opponent.

"Mr. Qin Tian, ​​Henry has expressed his intention to welcome you to join. Are you interested in joining Barcelona?"

"I think the great Real Madrid is more worthy of your choice."

“Bad talk…”

...

Well, the good press conference was a mess, and the two teams stood up and left.

There is no doubt that the next day, major European media published their own commentary articles on the game.

First, some neutral media's words were quite pertinent, "The German team made efforts, and the Miracle of Camp Nou survived." The front page title of England's World Football World, the photo of Qin Tian's goal was left in a very prominent position. This report introduced the process of the game in detail, especially Qin Tian's final crazy performance, and believed that this young player changed the direction of the game.

The title of "Sun" is very interesting. "Superman on the Green Field" focuses on Qin Tian's focus on Qin Tian's last period of time when everyone has physical problems and can still run like crazy and make movements. He is simply a superman on the Green Field. At the end of the article, he joked, I don't know which lucky woman can become Qin Tian's bed companion. Tsk, look at this endurance.

The title of "French Football" is "Zidane of Schalke 04". It is reported that Qin Tian decided the winner with the "Marseille whirlpool" in one fell swoop.

The German media naturally had a lot of applause. "Kicker": Schalke 04 killed the throat with one sword, and Qin Tian turned the craziness.

"Photo Biography": Crazy 5 minutes, crazy Chinese.

"West": Goodbye, Barcelona, ​​you don't understand the glory of Schalke 04! The article is extremely gorgeous, and even the defeat in the first round is regarded as a small training given by God to Schalke 04. I have to say that the level of protecting the calf in the Western newspaper is very mythical.

Of course, there are some German media that are sour, such as the Munich Times: La Liga giants were defeated, Schalke adhered to the "dark horse nature". In their opinion, this damn Barcelona did not even defeat the little Schalke 04, which was simply a shame for the rich and a useless person. Now it seems that the other party is proud.

It seems that the Munich people have forgotten that they seem to have lost even worse.

The Spanish media "Marca" was naturally full of righteous indignation: Schalke is lucky, Barcelona is defeated by God. There is only one central idea in the report. Schalke 04 is entirely due to luck, otherwise how could the great Barcelona lose? As for the damn Chinese, it is recommended that UEFA check his urine test carefully and whether he had taken stimulants.

"As" is a typical gloating, but after mocking Barcelona, ​​it focused on Qin Tian, ​​believing that this Chinese guy will trigger a summer transfer frenzy. It is recommended that Real Madrid start early. I believe that countless clubs have paid attention to this young man now. Now he is like a piece of honey, and those clubs are like bees, always revolving around honey. It can be said that this Chinese is quite eye-catching at the moment.

When it became popular, Qin Tian was really popular in Europe. Someone once vividly used to describe how a young football player could quickly become famous. In addition to a large game like the World Cup and the European Cup, it is when you score a goal against a giant team. OK, 20% of people remember you. If you scored two, congratulations to half of you for recognizing you. What? You completed the final kill, boy, you are famous!

This is the true portrayal of Qin Tian, ​​becoming famous with one goal!

However, no matter how nonsense these media talked, Qin Tian said goodbye to Duanxuan at the Frankfurt Stadium. Yesterday at the end of the game, Duanxuan cried loudly. He knew that he was crying with joy and was sincerely happy for his compatriot.

"Come on, Xiaotian. Even if you don't play football for the Chinese team, you are my friend and I am your loyal fan." Duanxuan and Qin Tian hugged him a little.

"Yes, come on, Xiaotian."

"Come on, we're here to cheer for you."

"But, Xiaotian, you still have to complete a task." Duanxuan suddenly remembered something and took out a stack of paper from his bag, "Sign up, hurry up, sign 100, I will go back and sell it to Jianxiang and the others, haha."
Chapter completed!