In the locker room, Schalke 04 players were excited, especially Qin Tian, ​​who was pressed in the middle, was already wet all over. In addition to sweat, there were more champagne sprayed by his teammates.

"wusa,wusa", Kuranyi led everyone around the locker room and started his own carnival. It has to be said that wusa has traveled far away.

Bang, the door was pushed open, and Sloka smiled and his old face was blooming, "Qin, prepare for it, go to the press conference with me, and the reporters asked to interview you."

"Okay, boss", Qin Tian hurriedly grabbed the clothes to change his clothes and went to take a shower, "I'll go there right away."

Following the pace of the head coach, Qin Tian came to the press release center. There are many media coming today, mainly from England and Germany. At this moment, Chelsea's head coach and players have not arrived yet, so Qin Tian's arrival made the reporters hungrily like the big bad wolf seeing the Little Red Riding Hood.

"Hi, Xiaotian, congratulations to Schalke for winning 04, and even more congratulations on scoring two goals and assisting one goal in the game against Chelsea." Wang Xiao took the lead in congratulating Qin Tian in Chinese to show the difference between his family and outsiders.

"Hello, Wang Xiao, it's hard to find a parking space outside the stadium today." Qin Tian saw Wang Xiao and joked with a smile.

"Yes, 30 euros, it's too dark."

Since the two were completely communicating in Chinese, the British and German media reporters were very anxious. Why did they speak Chinese? Why did I not speak Chinese?

Fortunately, Qin Tian began to greet the reporters present in English with understanding, which won the favor of other media outlets except the London media Daily Express.

"Qin Tian, ​​the domestic media is paying attention to you now and want to know you personally. We didn't mention this in the last interview. Can you briefly introduce you to the audience across the country?" Wang Xiao raised a topic that had nothing to do with this game, but other reporters raised their ears, and everyone is also interested in this.

"Nothing special. I came to Copenhagen at the age of 13 and grew up in Bronderby. My parents died one after another when I was 13 and 15 years old. I grew up with my neighbor Aunt Anders and several of my parents' close friends. I studied football there and other subjects, and that was my second hometown." Qin Tian seemed to be trapped in past memories, "Later I met Coach Michelle Lauderup, and it was him who made me who I am now. It's roughly that, haha."

The reporters at the scene suddenly became silent collectively for a moment. Unexpectedly, the boy's life experience was like an inspirational drama. Some female reporters seemed to inspire their maternal brilliance, and their eyes were full of love.

I originally wanted to get close to Qin Tian from shallow to deep, but I forgot to ask last time. I asked it casually today. I didn’t expect Qin Tian’s life experience was quite pitiful and I suddenly became a little helpless. "Sorry, Xiaotian, I..."

"It's okay, I'm living a good life now, with my aunts and uncles, brothers, friends, and teammates. Haha, everything is fine," Qin Tian scratched his head.

"You have seen many teams in Danshe before, including Premier League, Serie A, and your mentor who chose to go to La Liga, so why did you choose to go to Bundesliga?" Suddenly, a slightly harsh voice rang out, and everyone turned to look over, and Stan, a reporter from the Daily Express, asked behind.

Although other reporters knew that this kid was making things difficult for Chelsea to lose, it seems that everyone wants to know about this problem at the moment.

"I think it's Schalke 04's sincerity. I attach more importance to feelings." Although I don't like his tone, Qin Tian still answered him.

"What does it feel like when facing a giant like Chelsea scored 2 goals?" A reporter from the Western Conference who went with the team asked a question in front of Stan, his tone was full of pride.

"It's very good, but my mind was blank after ejaculation." Qin Tian smiled embarrassedly. The non-London reporter below laughed in understanding. It was very happy for everyone. Stan's expression was like constipation at this moment.

"Don't you think this is just your occasional luck?" Stan indeed began to be aggressive.

"Isn't luck also a part of football? Anyway, we both enjoy the process and get the results. It's so good." No matter you, you are shameless, I'll give you a face.

"We saw you scored the second goal and lying on the lawn and burst into tears. Why did you do that at that time?" asked a reporter from another country.

"It was because I could score the second goal of Chelsea, so I cried excitedly. After all, it was rare to have such a chance." It was Stan again, and it seemed that there were no other reporters around me.

"No, at that moment I just thought of my parents in heaven. I feel that I have not disappointed their expectations for me. I scored two goals in Chelsea and followed up with Rostock." Oh my, I slapped you again, and you are not honest.

Stan wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He probably got hit with the more he said. Look at his colleagues, especially the Chinese journalist, forget it, shut up and wait for Munirio.

"Qin Tian, ​​your parents will be proud of you." A middle-aged female reporter from Italy shouted loudly, and the reporters at the scene applauded, and Wang Xiao's shot was particularly exciting.

"Okay, let's talk about it easily. I heard that there was a bet between the Munich Times columnist and you before the game, right?" A reporter from Germany was still very concerned about his domestic colleagues. Although the old boy didn't come today, he probably couldn't sit still at home at this moment. "Can you talk about this?"

"You are talking about Mr. Eisenberg. Yes, he and my team and my personal opinion have a bet on naked running." Qin Tian saw all the reporters remembering. It seems that everyone in the world likes to hunt curiosity. "Mr. Eisenberg believes that Schalke 04 cannot win a row in the next game, and I cannot score the goal. Haha, I want to disappoint him. At least I have completed one-half of the bet. Hi, Mr. Eisenberg, I just bought a new Olympus digital camera." Qin Tian blinked mischievously at the camera.

All the reporters laughed, this is an interesting, story-leading, motivated boy.

"Qin Tian, ​​can you ask about Schalke's goal in the Champions League this season?" A reporter from the English Guardian seemed to be more concerned about the things on the European court.

Qin Tian looked at Coach Sloka beside him, and there was no hint. Qin Tian took a deep breath, "Champions are the desires of every player and every team. For a great team like Schalke 04, it is no exception!"

The reporter on the scene quickly recorded that Schalke's leading star issued a championship declaration. At this moment, no reporters were going to sarcastically or satirize Qin Tian's arrogance. After all, everyone thought that this was a boy who needed everyone's care.

At this time, the Magic Bird finally came with Terry late, looking calm, as if they were not the ones who lost the game just now.

"I only answer three questions, thank you!" Mourinho took it for granted.

Journalists from other countries were very dissatisfied, but journalists from England seemed to be very accustomed to his style.

"What do you think of this game?"

"I don't have any opinion. We lose, the other party wins, that's all."

"Don't you feel sad or angry?" An English reporter seemed very unhappy with Mourinho's attitude. After all, you are now representing the English team in Europe.

"In so many games every season, I will be angry and sad every time I lose. Wouldn't I have to be very angry?"

"Do you have no sense of honor?" Another English reporter suddenly rose.

"have!"

"Excuse me……"

"There are already three, thank you." Mourinho pushed away the chair and left without caring about the Schalke staff next to him.

"What do you think of Chinese players who scored two goals?" Wang Xiao didn't know why he suddenly asked this sentence. Maybe he wanted the desert of China to grow an oasis.

There was no expectation to get an answer, but who knew that Mourinho turned around and had a smile on his face, "This is a very potential young man. I admire him very much. I look forward to him one day he can play under my command, haha."

Haha, we finally caught the big news, and many reporters have begun to write the front page titles, and Chelsea intends to buy Schalke new stars.

At this time, coach Sloka on the side felt angry. The damn Portuguese lost on the court and was still sloppy on the court. Qin Tian, ​​who was standing by, shook his head helplessly. Although he was very happy that such a famous coach would appreciate him, this was too...

He is indeed one of the most personalized coaches.

Qin Tian, ​​who returned to the locker room, was once again blessed by his teammates. Kulanyi was very satisfied with Qin Tian’s championship declaration just now. We have this ability and don’t need to hide it.

Sitting on the bus going, Qin Tian looked at the text message on his phone. It was a strange number, "Congratulations on you for a victory."

"Thank you, but who are you?"

"What do you think?"

Qin Tian thought about it in his mind. Caroline should be so bored, but this little girl should be resting now. If she is not so bored, who else can it be? A figure appeared in Qin Tian’s mind, Frelli?

"Are you Freley?"

"Smart, do you know where I am now?"

"You're not in London, are you?"

"Haha, yes, the competition is over, you're time now, please come out for dinner with me. I'll wait for you in the lobby of Liangma Hotel. See you all the time." Snake, before Qin Tian responded, the phone hung up.

Qin Tian shook his head helplessly, "I have to ask for leave from the coach. Before Qin Tian could walk over, assistant coach Marisca stood up and clapped his hands, "Hey, listen, Mr. Reiberg rewards everyone to stay in a luxury hotel tonight, and hold a celebration banquet for everyone in the restaurant tonight. Don't go back to Germany tomorrow."
Chapter completed!