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Volume 1 Portuguese Gamers Chapter 43 Companions

Faced with Babara's affectionate love, Simon Jin certainly would not embarrass her.

He looked down at everyone on the table, as proud as Caesar.

"I will stay on the team!"

"No matter how much money the club gives me in contract, I will stay!"

"Because, I love it here. And because..."

Babara's eyes were full of longing, and she hoped that what the other person said next would be "I love you."

But Babara will be disappointed after all, because at this time, Simon King only has football in his eyes and in his heart.

"... Because I once said that as long as everything is done according to me, we will successfully avoid relegation, and the qualification for next year's Champions League will also be ours. And now, I will fulfill my promise, I will..."

Babara couldn't listen to what Simon King said next. She regretfully retreated behind the players. For the first time in her life, she tasted disappointment in a man.

A moment later, the official in charge of the post-match press conference knocked on the locker room door.

Babara, who was very worried, walked out with Simon Jin beside him expressionlessly.



There were far more people in the venue than in the past.

Not only several well-known newspapers in Portugal were present, but also sports media from four countries, including Britain, France, Germany and Italy, also sent senior reporters.

Out of courtesy to foreign friends, after the match officials stopped the noise, they signaled that a reporter from French newspaper L'Equipe should take the lead in asking questions.

"Hello Simon King, first of all I want to congratulate you on your successful relegation. My question is, as a game enthusiast, how did you bring a team that was destined to be relegated in the eyes of the world back from the edge of the cliff? Thank you

.”

Although the other party's tone was very respectful, the other party's words made Babara uncomfortable.

Her young lady was about to lose her temper, but luckily Simon King noticed it in time and quietly held her hand under the table.

With this grasp, all emotions disappeared.

Baala was like a little girl who got candy, her eyes looked at him with admiration.

Just listen to Simon King: "I do love playing games, but my favorite sport is football. As for the secret of the team's relegation, of course I have to contribute to it, but it is also inseparable from the efforts of the whole team.

of."

When the other reporter heard this, he immediately nodded in his mind and said, "They say this Internet celebrity is an arrogant maniac, and it seems that is indeed the case."

So he changed his mind and then asked: "So, do you think the reason why the team can avoid relegation is completely inseparable from your ability? Isn't there any other reason besides this?"

Under normal circumstances, Simon Jin might be able to hear the trap in the other party's words.

But he was very excited now, his brain heated up, and he blurted out: "It can't be said completely. As I just said, the players' efforts are as important as mine. Of course, if there must be other reasons... I think...

…Maybe it’s the foil of my peers.”

"A foil for my peers?"

Hearing this, the audience was in an uproar.

Although reporters have different backgrounds in entering the industry, any one of them can be said to be a battle-hardened being.

They couldn't believe their ears, and they couldn't believe that on such an occasion, a coach would be so ruthless and say such condescending words.

A reporter from the British "Guardian" quickly stood up and said: "So, do you think the Portuguese coaches are not as good as you?"

Ximen Jin knew that he had made a mistake, but at this moment it was a done deal.

He could only bring out the head coach of the Belen team, who had ridiculed him in person and was beaten by him, to come to the rescue.

"Not all, but some. For example, Carvalho, the coach of the Belen team, said before the game that I was a game player and wanted to make me look good. Alas... you don't know his face at the time, but the result

What? 6:0.”

The reporters were excited again. For the first time in their lives, they heard coaches firing in public, and they all felt that this trip was not in vain.

A reporter from Spain's "Marca" took over the words excitedly: "You mean, the other party lost to you because they underestimated the enemy? Does that mean that the legendary game coach is indeed a real person?

Well deserved?"

Simon King glanced at the other person and sighed: "Why do you have to fight against the game? Again, my dentistry is very good, but his has never had a toothache."

The reporters laughed and quickly asked other questions.

"I would like to ask Simon King, from an unknown little person, in such a short period of time, he has become an Internet celebrity in Portugal. Do you have anything to say or feel?"

Simon Jin Zhengse said: "Thank you for asking me this question. In fact, I also want to take this opportunity to say a few words to the netizens who support me."

"For the first time, I don't think I am an Internet celebrity. I just did some of my own work."

"Secondly, almost all my energy is put into the team. Therefore, I rarely go online, so I don't thank those who support me."

"Finally, I would like to say, through you, to all those who support me and Vishena: Thank you. However, I ask that you focus on my abilities, not who I was. Thank you.

"

His sincere speech was met with thunderous applause from the audience.

Most reporters also put away their initial disdain and began to respect him at this moment.

But there are always outliers, such as the reporters from Sport Portugal.

"As far as I know, there are people in the team who have always looked down on you. Just now, a senior executive who has resigned told me that he thought your three wins were all just luck. What do you want to say about this?

of?"

Simon Jin said disdainfully: "Please tell me the name of this senior executive."

The reporter said: "I'm sorry, this is an industry secret."

"Okay, actually if you don't tell me, I know who it is. Here, I also want to tell the fans who care about us - the team's performance is definitely not luck. To put it bluntly, we are only playing our best now.

Thirty percent strength."

"Thirty percent strength?"

"Sure enough, he is still arrogant. I was almost deceived by his sincere speech just now."

"I don't know how the well-known coaches in the league will react when they hear his words, but this guy is so shameless."

"If a villain succeeds, he is indeed a piece of trash who has never seen the world!"

"I must send this paragraph back to the headquarters immediately. I have gained too much today."

In the astonished eyes of all the reporters, Simon King motioned to the league organizers to answer the last question.

Therefore, the league officials who had no good impression of Simon King immediately chose the Italian newspaper Gazzetta dello Sport, which is known for its viciousness.

The reporter understood this and stood up maliciously.

"Mourinho is in the downward phase of his career. No one cares about him. He can only commit to Roma now. I would like to ask Simon King, are people like you who have no professional experience doomed to decline?"

Mourinho has always been Simon King’s idol.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but get angry and said sternly:

"Mr. Mourinho is the greatest coach of the 21st century selected by UEFA. He almost single-handedly brought down the Cosmos Barcelona from the altar. And with his joining the Serie A, this

Only then did the world pay attention to it again.”

"And you, you are not worthy of mentioning his name. And I, as someone who has no professional football experience like him, we are destined to trample all the so-called experts like you who are self-righteous and superior!"


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