amaotonovel Chapter 195 Wrath of the Madman 【Monthly Pass】
Chapter 195 Wrath of the Madman 【Monthly Pass】
Chapter 195 Wrath of the Madman 【Monthly Pass】
=========Brothers, the last moment is here, I am eager to ask for a monthly pass, don’t keep it, hurry up =======——
In the end, Real Madrid repelled the attacking Manchester Red Devils 1-0 with Ronaldo's wonderful volley in the first half. Although it was a victory, the fans of the Galacticos were not happy. Facing a team like Manchester United, they only got a one-goal lead at home. The next round of the game is still very variable!
The treacherous and cunning uncle Ferguson smiled when interviewed by reporters at the press conference after the game, admitted that he was very satisfied with the result of the game, and at the same time expressed that he was very much looking forward to the next round of decisive battle at Old Trafford!
Compared to the triumphant Scottish old man, Crazy Li didn't even bother to attend the press conference, but went directly to Madrid Central Hospital, because his proud disciple Marcelo was still lying in the cold operating room receiving expert treatment!
The reporters couldn't catch the lunatic Li, so they had to catch Uncle Ferguson and bombard him indiscriminately. At the beginning, the Godfather of the Red Devils patiently answered one by one, but then a guy who didn't have long eyes threw out a few very inappropriate topics:
"Mr. Ferguson, how do you comment on the elbow foul by Manchester United full-back Evra in the second half?" The man spoke sharply: "According to UEFA regulations, it is not too much to be sent off directly for such an act?"
The other reporters turned their heads and saw that the person who was asking the question was Carlos Ruben, deputy editor-in-chief of the Marca newspaper, who was asking the question. All of them made expressions of sudden realization. Ruben was going to settle the score for the madman Li Qiuhou!So all of them gloated and waited for a good show!
Ferguson's face froze, but in the end he held back and didn't use the "hair dryer". Instead, he gently brushed it off: "In England, a coach with professional ethics will not criticize the work of the referee. Today's game went smoothly. The only thing that makes me regret is that Manchester United did not win. As for the foul... my players have already received the punishment they deserved!"
The old man was referring to Evra's yellow card!
Ruben scolded the old fox in his heart, it's not like you have never done such things as criticizing the referee, and you still pretend to be innocent?
As a high-quality "dogleg" of the new era with culture and quality, Ruben certainly couldn't let the old Scottish man go so easily, and then broke the news: "Mr. Ferguson, David Beckham won the best player in this game. Can you point out his performance?"
The reporters breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words. Ruben really dared to pull the emperor off his horse. The questions he asked stabbed Ferguson in the heart one after another. Who didn't know that since the "flying boot incident", the topic of Beckham has long been a taboo for the godfather of the Red Devils?
But the next thing that almost caught them off guard was that Ferguson didn't get angry. Instead, after thinking about it for a while, he really gave an evaluation. There were only four words: "You deserve it!"
Well deserved?
After hearing this comment, even Carlos Ruben, who was deliberately finding fault, was stunned, and continued to chase unwillingly: "David's performance this season can be called the best season in his career. Many people think he is a popular candidate for the World Footballer of the Year. Why didn't David perform like this when he was at Manchester United?"
This question is a bit embarrassing. Isn't it ironic that Ferguson's ability to train players is far inferior to that of Madman Li?Sure enough, no matter how good-tempered the old Scottish man was, he couldn't bear it any longer. He snorted and walked away...
In Ferguson's view, continuing to debate with such a guy is simply a drop in value!
This press conference can be regarded as "smash", looking at the "ghost" eyes of other reporters, Carlos Ruben curled his lips in disdain, others are afraid of your Ferguson's ban, but I just don't recognize this code!This is Spain, not Manchester where you can do whatever you want!
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Madrid Central Hospital!
Li Tongfan and Grade were sitting on the stool outside the operating room, with one word written all over their faces—urgent!
Two hours have passed since he was injured in the game. Marcelo is still receiving expert treatment in the operating room. Li Tongfan has already predicted the result through FM2007, and he is a little bit more sure, but Greder's eyes are darkened. To be honest, the irregular arc of Marcelo's arm bent in slow motion playback at that time is absolutely "appalling".
Greed couldn't help but shiver when he thought of this. If this is the case, it would be too cruel for a football player who is only 18 years old but has unlimited potential. To a certain extent, Lao Ge is also an introverted man full of emotions!
Right above the door of the operating room, there is a crucifixion-shaped clock on the white wall. The second hand is ticking continuously, and each beat is like a rumbling drum beating on the hearts of Li Tongfan and Grade. Slowly, Lao Li feels that even the air in the corridor is about to smoke anxiously!
Grade stood up and stomped back and forth a few times, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and was about to light it up and take two puffs, when he looked up and saw the eye-catching warning sign of no smoking on the wall, and under the serious eyes of the passing angel in white, he put it back resentfully!
anxious!
tension!
At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from the other end of the corridor. Li Tongfan looked up, and a group of reporters hurriedly pushed away the blocking nurses and rushed in...
"Mr. Idiot, may I ask why you didn't attend the post-match press conference? As a professional football coach, don't you think this is very unprofessional?" The bearded reporter of Catalan Daily Sports started shouting from afar!
"Is Marcelo's injury serious? If he returns this season, will Real Madrid abandon him?" A boba who even ran off his high heels held a microphone and said sharply: "It is said that you are ready to clean the Brazilian?"
"...only a one-goal lead, will that be a problem for Real Madrid in Manchester... Would you choose to play against Manchester United at Old Trafford?"
"...Mr. Li Tongfan, the season is coming to an end. Why hasn't there been any news about your contract renewal? As far as I know, your contract will expire in a few months?"
The noisy voices of the reporters instantly filled the corridors of the hospital, and the quiet operating area instantly turned into a noisy vegetable market!
Li Tongfan hadn't reacted yet, but the second-in-command Greed had already unceremoniously picked up the mop beside him and laid it across his chest like a bulldozer, pushing the reporter out!
(Strange, why is there a mop next to Grad?)
Journalists quit: "We have the right to know, we have the right to interview..."
Demons dance!
Li Tongfan held back the angel in white who was passing by with an angry look on his face, and asked, "This is the operating area, why would you let these people in?" The angel in white kicked her eyes, threw a large "hygienic ball" angrily, broke away from Li Tongfan and left...
I... I'll go, what kind of attitude is this?
Why is the service attitude of foreign hospitals so poor?
Just wondering, the MM looked back angrily: "Look more clearly, I am not a nurse, I am a patient!!!!!! I have been grabbed eight times... I am not a nurse or a doctor..."
Lao Li took a closer look, the self-proclaimed "grandmother" was wearing a white windbreaker, which was really not a nurse's uniform, auntie, it's not a nurse, why are you wandering around in the hospital in a white coat?
the other side!
Greed obviously overestimated his own strength. No matter how hard a mop is for one person, he can't push more than ten people. His face is already blushing and his neck is thick, but the reporters' position is still as firm as a rock...
Li Tongfan went over and patted Grade on the shoulder, motioned him to put down the mop, turned around and said calmly to the reporters: "This is the operating area, such noise will disturb the progress of my player's operation, don't you want news? Come with me..."
After finishing speaking, Lao Li left the crowd and walked out!
A dozen or so reporters looked at each other, and followed Lao Li excitedly, chasing after him like a blowfly that had finally found a cake!
Li Tongfan went all the way to the entrance of the emergency building of Madrid Central Hospital, took out a paper and pen from his pocket, wrote and scribbled in front of the reporters for a long time, then put it back, with a sneer on his face: "Okay, if you have anything to ask, hurry up and ask, bitches!"
Bitch... bitches?
The boba reporter who ran away from his high heels originally wanted to ask Madman Li what he was writing, but when he heard the last address, he thought he had heard it wrong, and turned to look at the other colleagues, all of whom looked at Madman Li angrily, obviously offended by the word "bitch"!
So Boba raised his fist high and protested sharply: "Crazy Mr. Li, this is a naked insult, and a reporter has dignity...I want to sue you in court..."
"Fuck you..." Li Tongfan pointed at his nose and yelled, "Sue? You sons of bitches rushed into the hospital to interfere with my players' operations. I can sue you for murder..."
Li Tongfan became more and more excited as he spoke, and vented all the anger he had accumulated before on this group of unknowing reporters like a volcanic eruption. Standing on the stairs condescendingly, he cursed like a shrew: "What? Are you angry? Hey, talk to me about dignity at this time? If it's not given to you by others, but you fucking earned it... For the so-called news value, you don't care about other people's life and death, and talk to me about dignity? Labor and management are scolding you today, what's the matter? , son of a bitch..."
Crazy Li's madness attracted the attention of passers-by. After the initial anger, more than a dozen reporters happily turned on the recording pens, mobile phones, and microphones... Anyway, everything that could be recorded was quickly stretched out in front of Li Tongfan.
Seeing this scene, Li Tongfan laughed back angrily: "Tsk tsk, this is your dignity??? Want to record evidence? Okay, listen carefully, look at my mouth shape: son of a bitch..." At this point, Li Tongfan took out his notebook and patted it: "Ferguson is not the only one who can block the media, bitches, congratulations, you have successfully angered me... A total of 13 media outlets have been written down. From today on, don't want to get any news about Real Madrid!"
"Goodbye, I'm going to take care of my players!" Li Tongfan patted his butt without grace, turned and left!It wasn't until this moment that a dozen reporters who looked at each other realized that this time it seemed that they had really stabbed a hornet's nest...
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The time to decide the fate of Xiaodao is coming, and the gap behind has been narrowed again. There are less than 13 hours left. Brothers, show off your long swords to defend the honor we created.
(End of this chapter)