After the usual farewell, every Liverpool player was chased in the mixed zone interview area.
Li Tiancheng is one of the most popular players.
The extraordinary performance continues his setting as a young hero, and the title of Little Prince seems more and more worthy of his name.
Coupled with the presence of a large number of Chinese journalists.
Li Tiancheng is becoming more and more familiar with this situation. He is stopped by a large group of reporters after every game. It doesn't matter if he is not familiar with it.
These guys used to look like an eyesore, but today they look much more pleasing to the eye.
Li Tiancheng had the rare patience to deal with these seagulls.
"Of course I'm happy to score a goal."
"Setting a record? The youngest goal scorer? Of course, of course I'm happy!"
"The most important thing is that the team won and got three points. This is the most important and the most satisfying."
"The important thing is to contribute to the team."
"Nothing in the Champions League is easy. We took the lead and scored three points, which gave us an advantage."
Li Tiancheng smiled all over his face and felt that it was not so uncomfortable to talk about these things. Before the interview was over, the domestic Internet was already shaking:
"You can always trust Li Tiancheng..."
"Could it be that Buddha or Taoist couldn't stand the miserable state of the national football team and sent Li Tiancheng to save it?"
"Tiancheng, Tiancheng, Bai Yueguang is you..."
"Tiancheng, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"
"Upstairs, Tiancheng is still underage, do you think I can do it?"
"Get out of here, Tiancheng is mine!"
"Did you see what Benitez said after the game? Liverpool is going to give Tiancheng a salary increase!"
"Isn't that what it should be?"
"No, come to Manchester United. From now on, you and Dong Fanzhuo will form a Chinese duo and kill everyone. It's wonderful to think about it!"
"Xiaodong should practice leveling first!"
"You could also have Xiao Dong come to our army. Nowadays, our army's front line is actually unreliable. Xiao Dong will definitely have a chance."
"Do you think Xiao Dong is the next Tiancheng? Don't talk nonsense. His skills are very rough, so it's better not to have too many hopes!"
"To go off topic, let's talk about Tiancheng. Liverpool fans call him little prince. We still call him Tiancheng. Isn't that too low?"
"We can also call him little prince."
"Princes are noble abroad, but at home they are just the prince of a vassal, aren't they?"
"Where's the prince? Isn't the prince's standard high?"
"Little prince? Is this ridiculous?"
"Hey, just call me Young Master."
"Then it's better to become a young master."
"Young Master Cheng＋1"
"The success of our family is as gentle as jade, and the success of our son is worthy of his name."
"As gentle as jade? Pfft...hahaha..."
"When you open your mouth, you have a cold eyebrow, but when you shut up, you are as gentle as jade. I'm not wrong!"
"Haha, the summary above is very good, don't say it next time."
Chinese fans are enjoying a happy time, and Liverpool players are also generally cheerful.
Boarding the bus surrounded by a large group of fans, seeing joy on every face of the fans and hearing them shouting their names happily, the players became more and more relaxed and everyone had a smile on their face.
Benitez announced that he would have a day off tomorrow as usual, making the atmosphere more pleasant.
Although he was dragged into a drug test right after the interview, Li Tiancheng would not let this affect his good mood anymore, it was too childish.
These differential treatments - which were not carried out by other players - will certainly make people angry. Li Tiancheng suppressed this anger in his heart and did not let them affect his enjoyment of happiness. After all, he was used to it. In the World Junior Championships, every game
There will be drug tests during the competition, your lungs will explode, you have to participate too!
"Lee, Rafa praised you greatly at the press conference!"
"Really?" Li Tiancheng thought about Benitez's indifferent face. How could he praise others? It's unimaginable.
"Of course." Gerrard was a little envious: "I think Rafa prefers you players from Spain."
"Maybe." Li Tiancheng shrugged: "But it may be more of an illusion. He will praise everyone in front of the media, but he still understands this little thing."
"But at least you are not like me. Rafa calls him Gerrard every time." Gerrard frowned and clenched his fists. I must impress this guy.
"Let's be honest, everyone calls me Li." Li Tiancheng bumped Gerald with his shoulder.
"Pfft~~~" Gerald was amused by the success: "That's not because you claimed that you Chinese people are not as stingy as Westerners and only make a fuss about names."
"Originally, there is no difference in the degree of intimacy between calling me Li or Tiancheng." Li Tiancheng emphasized again.
"Well, I don't care about such small things, as long as Rafa can lead us to victory." Gerrard stopped laughing: "Do you feel that our playing style has been much stronger recently, whether it is offensive or defensive."
"Of course," Li Tiancheng nodded and looked at Gerrard with raised eyebrows: "There are people to support the breakthroughs, and there are people to surround the blocked positions. Our opponents are always at a loss in front of us."
"Keep playing like this..." Gerrard's voice lowered, barely visible in the laughter of his teammates around him.
Gerrard turned to look at Li Tiancheng and looked directly into Li Tiancheng's eyes: "We can really do something big this season!"
Li Tiancheng raised the corners of his mouth and nodded in agreement: "Rafa should have decided on his playing style, and we will be on the right track next!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Gerrard leaned back in his chair and looked up at the roof of the car: "It's great to be on the right track before the game against Manchester United. The Red Derby is very promising!"
Li Tiancheng's eyes lit up. The famous Red Devils, Manchester United, Sir Alex Ferguson even called him. Although he finally rejected the Jazz's invitation, the situation still mattered. He was about to see how powerful he was. But it seems that Manchester United is currently doing so.
Not very good...
Li Tiancheng was really daydreaming, and his smile suddenly froze. It's not always a good thing that the agent is too capable. Tomorrow is the day off. Jose has already negotiated an agreement with the sponsors and will sign the contract tomorrow.
This is a good thing, but the problem is that we still have to shoot a few commercials. Although Jose said that he would just take a few photos and say a few lines and it would be over, Li Tiancheng has been manipulated several times, and every time he is in great pain.
That's all. There was actually a charity dinner that I needed to attend in the evening. It was said that the organizer was a charity foundation that cooperated with Liverpool FC.
It is said that many celebrities and models will attend this kind of banquet, which is a great opportunity to expand your network.
Thinking of Jose reminding him to take it easy, Li Tiancheng wanted to slap Jose in the face. The words in his mouth were so inconsistent with the serious expression on his face.
I looked back and forth and saw that my teammates were still chatting.
He tilted his head and leaned towards Gerald: "Steven, how did you deal with those photographers?"
"What do you mean?" Gerald was confused.
"It's just about shooting commercials. Those directors and photographers are so annoying. They always succeed in making me confused!" Li Tiancheng sighed as he spoke.
"Haha..." Gerald thought this was really funny.
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