Chapter 80: You're going to score a lot of goals and win a lot of games
Tang Jue opened the sports bag, picked up the phone and saw that it was a call from his father.
Tang Jue wiped the sweat from his forehead, put the phone to his ear, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Dad! β
On the other end of the phone, Tang Yuantian asked, "Jue Wazi, what are you doing?" β
"Training!"
Tang Yuantian said: "CCTV reporters came to the house to interview, and the reporters wanted to interview you. Why don't you get an interview after you've finished training? β
Compared with the reporter's interview, Tang Yuantian believes that his son's training is more important. He advised his son to be interviewed after training.
Cctv?
Tang Jue thought for a while and said, "Okay! β
In Tang Yuantian's dining room, Tang Yuantian put down the phone, and Huang Juan said with a smile: "It's okay, training is important." β
Having said that, she was a little unhappy in her heart. Not everyone can be interviewed by CCTV. In the past, when she was a financial reporter in China and interviewed those elites in the economic world, the other party always accepted her interview for the first time and very happily.
Last night, Tang Jue set a lot of Champions League records, and CCTV wanted to know more about the situation of the Chinese player. So I asked Huang Juan, a reporter based in France, to interview. Huang Juan tried everything to get the address of Tang Jue's home from the Saint-Germain club.
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An hour and a half of training is over, and this is devil training. Not to mention exhaustion, there is still a burning pain in my shoulder. Tulu looked at Tang Jue, who was lying on the floor panting, and said, "Today's holiday, Calus is not here, I haven't learned massage techniques, and I can't give you a massage to relax." I think you just have to go home and soak in warm water for a while. β
Tang Jue nodded and struggled to get up from the floor. The two legs seemed to be filled with lead, and the muscles were numb and didn't feel it, Tang Jue looked at Tulu and said, "Xie Lu, thank you!" Mr. Toolu! β
Turu shook his head and said, "No one is more desperate than you. Even Ronaldinho won't work as hard as you do. β
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Back home, Tang Jue soaked in the bathtub, wearing headphones and closing his eyes. Lactic acid in the muscles is slowly broken down by warm water. The familiar feeling was slowly returning, and Tang Jue felt that his body had become his own again.
At this moment, the bathroom door opened, and Alice stood in the doorway.
When she returned home after the course, she saw Tang Jue's white sports bag by the door, and knew that he was at home. Changing into home clothes, she looked around at home for Tang Jue, but she didn't find it. Picking up the tracksuits on the floor, Alice put them in the washing machine on the balcony and looked at the closed bathroom, where she knew he was inside.
However, ten minutes passed, and she began to worry. Because the bathroom door hasn't opened yet. So she blushed and opened the bathroom door.
Black hair was dripping with water, and the hateful guy was closing his eyes, wearing headphones, and soaking in the bathtub. Alice glared fiercely at Tang Jue and closed the door.
Closing the door and standing at the bathroom door, she touched her chest and blushed even more!
At this time, Tang Jue opened his eyes and looked at the door that was still trembling slightly, with an embarrassed smile on his face. Under Xiao Feifei's reminder, he had long known that Alice was standing at the door, and the reason why he didn't open his eyes was because he felt embarrassed.
Alice must be going to the bathroom.
Tang Jue climbed out of the bathtub as fast as he could, wrapped his body in a bath towel, and came out of the bathroom. Alice was sitting angrily on the sofa in the living room. Tang Jue said with a smile: "Alice, you're back!" β
Alice glanced at Tang Jue fiercely and ignored him. Tang Jue said, "You can go to the toilet now." β
Alice looked at Tang Jue strangely and asked, "Why do I want to go to the toilet?" β
"I ...... I guess! β
"Guess? Hmph, you guessed wrong. β
Don didn't argue with Alice, and he hurried into his room. He almost told Xiao Feifei just now.
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After changing his clothes, Tang Jue walked to the living room, and Alice was no longer on the sofa.
As soon as I sat down, the mobile phone on the table rang, and next to the phone was a cup of steaming tea. This must have been soaked by Alice while he was changing clothes. In the past, Alice would only make him tea after he asked for it. Today, the sun comes out in the west.
A strange feeling emerged from Tang Jue's heart.
Tang Jue picked up his mobile phone and looked at the name displayed on the screen, only then did he remember that he still had to be interviewed by CCTV.
He pressed the answer button and said, "Dad, I just got home from training." I wanted to call you right away, but I didn't expect you to call. β
Xiao Feifei's untimely voice sounded in Tang Jue's mind: "Master, you have started acting again!" β
Tang Absolutely ignored Xiao Feifei, and Tang Yuantian's voice came from the phone: "Training is important, and you should also pay attention to your body." Did you hear that? β
"I know the way!"
"The CCTV reporter is still here, and I gave her the phone."
Tang Jue looked at the teacup on the table, and a pleasant voice sounded in his ears: "Hello Tang Jue, I am Huang Juan, a CCTV reporter in Paris, France. β
"Hello! Keeping you waiting. I beg your pardon for not being able to give an interview during the training time. β
Tang Jue's words made the unhappiness in Huang Juan's heart dissipate a little. She arrived here at one o'clock in the afternoon, and she had already finished asking Tang Yuantian's questions. If it weren't for the domestic requirement that she must interview Tang Jue himself, she would have called it a long time ago.
Huang Juan said: "It's okay, I want to ask you a few questions." β
"Number one, what do you think about the two goals you scored last night to help PSG win at home?"
Tang Jue thought for a while and said, "This is what I should do. I was the only striker on the pitch last night, I didn't score, who scored. β
Tang Jue's words shocked Huang Juan. In her understanding, a seventeen-year-old child is still a teenager, and as the saying goes, "A teenager doesn't know what it feels like!" They spend more time thinking about their own business.
In Tang Jue's words, there was a sense of responsibility and confidence.
"This is what I should do." This is more about a sense of responsibility.
Good a "I don't score, who scores!" This is domineering, but more confident.
The unhappiness in Huang Juan's heart disappeared. She had to rethink what kind of person Tang Jue was.
Huang Juan asked: "Second question, last night you set the record for the youngest Champions League goal, what do you think of this problem?" β
Tang Jue said with a smile: "Recording is not as important as people think. If we had lost last night, I wouldn't have been happy at all if I had set a record.
For me, the most important thing is to win against my opponents. Record I really didn't never think about it. This is important to me. β
Huang Juan opened her mouth in surprise, in the eyes of others, how could something very important seem to be worth mentioning in his eyes?
Huang Juan tried her best to calm herself down and asked the third question: "Many domestic fans stayed up late to watch the game last night, and they were very excited about your performance. What are you going to say to them? β
Domestic fans stay up late to watch the game?
Tang Jue remembered last night at the Parc des Princes stadium, those crazy, obsessive, self-forgetful Parisian fans. Without their shouts, Saint-Germain would not have been able to achieve victory.
The same should be true for domestic fans!
Thinking of this, Tang Jue said: "Thanks to their support, I will repay their support with more goals and more victories." Here, I wish them good health and less staying up late. β
Huang Juan is already beginning to wonder by now, is Tang Jue really only seventeen years old? A seventeen-year-old child in front of a reporter, answering questions so calmly? Seventeen-year-olds pay attention to the bodies of fans?
Where did she think that Tang Jue was already eighteen years old before she crossed over. Moreover, born in the largest family in the world, how to deal with media reporters is a basic course for the children of the Tang family.
After the questions were asked, Huang Juan said: "I hope you will bring more wonderful goals and surprises to the fans." In addition to the Paris Saint-Germain fans behind you, there are hundreds of millions of Chinese fans supporting you! β
Tang Jue said: "It's good! I'll definitely do it! β
At this time, Alice came out of the kitchen, and she was about to ask Tang Jue whether the eggplant was braised or cold.
Huang Juan said: "I hope to interview you face-to-face when I return to Paris. Well, see you again! β
"See you again!"
Alice looked at Tang Jue, who put down the phone, and asked, "Do you want to braise the eggplant or do you want it to be cold?" β
Tang Jue looked at that beautiful face, rose-red lips, and said, "Braised red!" β
Alice walked towards the kitchen, and she suddenly turned her head and asked, "What are you bound to do?" β
"What?" Tang Jue asked suspiciously.
"You just said that on the phone." Alice said with a wide wink.
Tang Jue said with a smile: "I will definitely score a lot of goals and win a lot of games!" β