Chapter 50: The sign cannot be better

FIFA's headquarters is in Zurich, the capital of Switzerland, and UEFA's headquarters is in the Swiss small town of Nyon. Here, we gathered almost all the best football coaches in Europe today.

The draw ceremony for the UEFA Champions League quarterfinals this season will be held here, with media flocking to report and waiting for the suspense to be revealed one by one.

The lottery ceremony was held in the afternoon. From the afternoon, many cars drove at the entrance of the hotel where the lottery ceremony was held. The reporters waiting at the entrance of the hotel began to get busy, and the people they were waiting for appeared one by one.

It was as if these coaches had discussed in advance. Those who came early were head coaches of non-hero teams, and no real big-name giants appeared.

Then at the last moment, this group of talents came late.

The first person to appear in front of the media was Manchester United coach Ferguson, who was given a brief interview after getting out of the car.

His arrival made the reporters who were waiting for it again - everyone still likes to see the head coaches of the wealthy families appear here.

While Ferguson was interviewing, a white Audi parked at the door of the hotel behind him. The person walking down from above was Arthur Wenger.

Wenger seemed to have not seen Ferguson, and walked straight past him. The reporters saw the Arsenal head coach appear here and immediately diverted half of the people to go bet on Wenger. Wenger strode away and stopped for an interview after a distance from Fogenson.

Tang Jing, who came to interview this lottery ceremony, saw this scene and his eyes lit up.

Thanks to the developed media, the grievances of these coaches in the Premier League are often more interesting than the gossip of stars. In other countries' leagues, coaches may not have this exposure. It is impossible to imagine Wenger and Ferguson's "grudges and love" for more than ten years.

Starting with Ferguson and Wenger, big-name coaches have appeared one after another.

Bayern coach Heathfield, Inter Milan coach Mancini, Real Madrid coach Capello...

Everyone's appearance will cause a stir and turmoil among the reporters.

Tang En and Tang were sitting in the dark red sedan provided by UEFA. They were chatting casually. He found that the car had slowed down, so he leaned out and looked out. Soon he retracted and smiled at Tang and said, "I think I'm about to arrive at the destination."

"It's very lively." Tang said casually as he looked at the car parked along the road.

"It's really lively." Tang En laughed. A large group of people with these kind and grudges came together, and it would be a ghost if they weren't lively.

When Tang En and Tang could already see the reporters surrounding the door, the car stopped. The driver turned around from the front door and said, "Here, two gentlemen."

"Thank you." Tang thanked the driver, then pushed open the car door and prepared to get out, but was pulled by Tang En.

"Wait a little longer." He pointed outside in confusion.

Through the window, Don saw that the person walking down the car parked in front of them was Chelsea coach Mourinho.

Oh——Tang suddenly realized.

Mourinho looked very popular. He had never stopped the flash outside since he got off the car. Journalists flocked to him, countless microphones reached out to him, and he stood in the crowd with a smile, looking handsome.

"As he said that, he turned his head to look at Rijkald who was walking up the steps, and reached out to him with a smile. "Hello, Mr. Rijkald."

Rijkald originally planned to ignore Tang En and walked straight over, but now he took the initiative to reach out to his eyes. It wouldn't be great if he didn't say anything... He had to smile and shook Tang En's hand gently, and then let go.

"Hello, Mr. Tang En."

After saying that, Rijkald wanted to leave, but was stopped by Donn: "Mr. Rijkald, what do you expect from this lottery?" He exercised the rights of the reporter on his behalf.

Rijkald didn't expect Donn to ask such a question. He was stunned for a moment and then replied: "There is nothing to look forward to, what is the result. We play our own football. It doesn't matter who the opponent is."

"It's very good. Mr. Rijkald. I think so too, it doesn't matter who the opponent is." After saying that, Tang En set up a reporter and walked straight in with a playful smile, without answering any questions.

When walking past Mourinho, the Portuguese, who had finished the interview, seemed to be waiting there intentionally, and he whispered: "You are quite confident.

Don’t you be afraid of what UEFA uses secretly? Last season you made UEFA very embarrassed... Think about us Chelsea, huh?"

Don Eun turned his head and looked at Mourinho with gray hair and laughed out loud: "I suddenly want UEFA to do that now."

Amid laughter, Tang En walked away.

Tang En left casually, but Tang was kept by the reporters.

The person who pulled Tang to the place where he stayed is Tang Jing, and he insisted that this Chinese assistant coach accept his interview and talk about his thoughts about his thoughts on attending the European Champions League draw ceremony this time.

After half a season, the media have accepted this Chinese assistant coach who often "goes with Tang En". So, seeing him being pulled by Tang Jing to answer questions, other media also rushed over.

Tang really wanted to ask Tang En to take him away, but Tang En seemed to have completely forgotten that there was someone who came with him by his side. He walked straight in.

"Stop looking, Coach Tang." Tang Jing smiled proudly. It was him who cleverly left this person.

"Is it better to answer my question?" She felt that compared to that man, the taciturn Tang in front of her was more pleasing to her because she had no worries that she could not pry open her mouth.

When facing Tang En, what she needs to consider is how to distinguish the true or false of every word that person said.

"After the final of last season's Champions League, Coach Tang En once embarrassed UEFA on the spot." Tang Jing repeated in English, and now the reporters around can understand what the problem is. "As the team's assistant coach.

Are you worried about this draw? What is UEFA...well?"

Tang knew that he could not escape today, so he said helplessly: "I don't know. But we drew the lottery in the group stage."

"But now we have to draw lots again." Tang Jing reminded him. The past is just the past, and no problem can be explained.

"So I don't know, I don't know anything that didn't happen."

Tang Jing curled her lips, and this answer suddenly made her feel that the person standing in front of her was Tony Tang En.

"So can you make a bold prediction? Or who do you want the Forest to meet in the quarterfinals?" She had to ask in a different way.

"It's okay with anyone." When Tang Enlai faced all this, he chose the "negative resistance" tactic, and used the most unnutritious answers to make excuses when facing these questions.

"Coach Tang...doesn't there be any team you really want to meet or avoid?"

"No." Tang's answer was concise and clear, but Tang Jing wanted to smoke from his seven orifices.

"Is this the trick that Tang En taught you to deal with the media?" She suddenly frowned and asked in Chinese. The reporters around were confused again.

Tang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No."

"That's what I learned from Tang En? What's wrong with learning? You learn from him? My God... One Tang En is enough, I don't want to have another one... Please, Mr. Tang. You do this.

I can't write a manuscript... I can't say that my interviewee is ignorant of all questions, right?"

Looking at Tang Jing begging for mercy, Tang hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I really don't have any personal ideas. If you draw a team, we will take out the information about the team that is ready-we have prepared all the other fifteen teams in advance.

That's why I said that... I'm not trying to swear by you, Miss Tang, but this is the fact."

Although Tang said it sincerely, this did not satisfy Tang Jing. Such an answer could not satisfy the readers' curiosity at all. She looked at Tang pitifully.

Tang was silent for a while and finally sighed: "Okay... Tony didn't say anything to me, but I think... I guess, I think he would really like to meet the team he had played against."

This answer was what Tang Jing wanted. She immediately became energetic. The expression on her face changed and she asked: "Why do you say that? Is it because you are familiar enough and know the truth?"

Tang shook his head: "No. What has been won before. He wants to continue to defeat. What has not won before, he wants to... take revenge."

Hearing the last sentence, Tang Jing suddenly realized. She smiled at Tang Tianxiang: "Thank you so much, Mr. Tang. This is my exclusive."

In this conversation just now, they were communicating in their native language, Chinese. A group of foreigners next to them couldn't understand at all.

"You are not allowed to tell anyone." Tang Jing turned his back to his foreign colleagues and blinked at Tang.

Tang nodded obediently and looked at Tang Jing: "Can I leave now, Miss Tang?"

Hearing this, Tang Jing burst out laughing: "I didn't imprison you, why did you ask me that?"

"Uh..." Tang felt that it was not appropriate for him to say that just now. "Then... I'll leave."

In a little embarrassed, Tang struggled to squeeze out the crowd and chased Tang En.

The reporters raised various questions to Tang, but Tang didn't say a word and just kept his head away - he was best at doing this.

Tang Jing looked at this hunched back from behind and suddenly remembered a text he learned in middle school - "The Man in the Condom".

Now some domestic media say that Tang is a grassroots hero and a genius coach who has gone abroad from a non-football circle. But does anyone know the past behind it?

She once learned about Tang’s past experiences. Everyone around her said that this is not an easy person to get along with. He is introverted and unliked.

When he was in middle school, boys played football, but because he didn't play well and had no friends, he was so crowded that he could only watch others play football on the sidelines.

Tang Jing didn't know the specific situation at that time, but she could think about it and imagine that Tang would look like this at that time? She closed herself in a black condom and used silence to deal with the whole world.

A special feeling suddenly arose in her heart.

When Tang pushed open the door and entered the hall of the lottery ceremony, there were not many people inside. He easily found Tang En, who was chatting with others. He walked up quickly and stood behind Tang En without saying a word.

The person who was talking to Don En was Arsenal head coach Wenger. He saw Don who appeared behind Don En, and it seemed that something was difficult to say in front of others, but Don En didn't seem to know that there was someone behind him.

So he cleverly found an excuse to end the conversation, and then said goodbye and left.

"Tony..." Tang Cai spoke when he saw Wenger leave.

"How do you feel?" Tang En asked without looking back.

"What?" Tang didn't understand what Tang En asked again.

"What did she ask about that female reporter?"

"Twist me the question you were going to ask you." Tang was a little dissatisfied.

Tang En apologized to him with a smile: "Sorry, I'm using you as a shield."

Tang didn't answer the topic, and he asked instead: "I also want to know what you think, Tony. What kind of lottery result do you want?"

"Of course it's the opponent... the weaker the better." Tang En smiled.

"I think it's hard for UEFA to be as you wish."

Tang En turned his head and looked at the lottery platform. The staff were still busy, but it had entered the final stage. At that time, the UEFA bosses will draw round balls from the transparent glass box there, and then open them in public to show the lottery results.
To be continued...