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Chapter 80: I will definitely score a lot of goals and win a lot of games

Tang Jue opened his sports bag, picked up the phone and saw that it was his father's call.

Tang Jue wiped the sweat from his forehead, put his phone in his ear, smiled on his face, and said, "Dad!"

On the other end of the phone, Tang Yuantian asked: "Jeiwazi, what are you doing?"

"train!"

Tang Yuantian said: "The CCTV reporter came to the home for an interview. The reporter wanted to interview you. Why don't you accept an interview after you finish training?"

Compared with the reporter's interview, Tang Yuantian believes that his son's training is more important. He suggests that his son accept an interview after training.

CCTV?

Tang Jue thought for a while and said, "Okay!"

In Tang Yuantian's dining room, Tang Yuantian put down the phone, and Huang Juan smiled and said, "It's okay, training is important."

Even though she said that, she felt a little unhappy. Not everyone could accept interviews from CCTV. In the past, when she was a financial reporter in China, she interviewed those elites in the economic field, the other party always accepted her interviews very happily.

Tang Jue created many Champions League records last night, and CCTV wanted to learn more about the situation of the Chinese player. So he asked Huang Juan, a reporter stationed in France, to interview him. Huang Juan tried every possible way to get the address of Tang Jue's home from the Saint-Germain Club.

...

The one and a half hours of training ended, and this was the devil's training. Not only was it exhausted, but there was still a scorching pain on his shoulders. Tulu looked at Tang Jue who was lying on the floor, gasping for breath, and said, "It's holiday today, Carus is not here. I haven't learned massage techniques and can't give you massage and relax. I think you have to go home and soak in warm water for a while."

Tang Jue nodded and climbed up from the floor with difficulty. His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and his muscles were so numb that he felt no feeling. Tang Jue looked at Tulu and said, "Thank you! Mr. Tulu!"

Tulu shook her head and said, "No one is more desperate than you. Even Ronaldinho will not fight as hard as you."

...

When he returned home, Tang Jue was soaked in the bathtub, wearing headphones, and closing his eyes. The lactic acid in his muscles slowly decomposed under the stimulation of warm water. The familiar feeling was slowly recovering, and Tang Jue felt that his body became his own again.

At this time, the bathroom door opened and Alice stood at the door.

After the course, she returned home. At the door, she saw Tang Jue's white sports bags and knew that he was at home. She changed into home clothes. She searched for Tang Jue around at home, but couldn't find it. Picking up the sportswear on the floor, Alice put them into the washing machine on the balcony, and looking at the closed bathroom, she knew that he was inside.

However, more than ten minutes passed and she began to worry. Because the bathroom door had not opened yet, she blushed and opened the bathroom door.

Water was flowing with black hair, and the hateful guy was closing his eyes, wearing headphones, and soaking in the bathtub. Alice glared at Tang Jue fiercely and closed the door.

Close the door and stand at the bathroom door. She touched her chest and her face turned redder!

At this time, Tang Jue opened his eyes and looked at the door that was still trembling slightly, with an awkward smile on his face. At Xiao Feifei's reminder, he had known that Alice was standing at the door, and the reason why he didn't open his eyes was because he felt embarrassed.

Alice probably wants to go to the bathroom.

Tang Jue crawled out of the bathtub as fast as possible, 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 are back!"

Alice glanced at Tang Jue fiercely and ignored him. Tang Jue said, "You can go to the bathroom now."

Alice looked at Tang Jue strangely and asked, "Why do I have to go to the bathroom?"

"I...I guess!"

"Guess? Humph, you guessed it wrong."

Tang Jue did not argue with Alice, he quickly got into his room. He almost told Xiao Feifei out of the way.

...

After changing his clothes, Tang Jue walked to the living room and Alice was no longer on the sofa.

As soon as he sat down, the cell phone rang on the table, and there was a cup of steaming tea next to the cell phone. This must have been made by Alice when he changed his clothes. In the past, Alice would only make tea for him after he made a request. Today, the sun came out from the west.

A strange feeling emerged from Tang Jue's heart.

Tang Jue picked up his phone, looked at the name displayed on the screen, and then remembered that he had to accept an interview with CCTV.

He pressed the answer button and said, "Dad, I just returned home after training. I wanted to call you right away, but I didn't expect you to call me."

Xiao Feifei's inappropriate voice rang in Tang Jue's mind: "Master, you're starting to act again!"

Tang Jue ignored Xiao Feifei, and Tang Yuantian's voice came from the phone: "Training is important, you must also pay attention to your health. Have you heard it?"

"I know!"

"The CCTV reporter is still here, I'll give her the phone."

Tang Jue looked at the teacup on the table, and a pleasant voice rang in his ears: "Hello Tang Jue, I am Huang Juan, a reporter from CCTV in Paris, France."

"Hello! I've been waiting for you for a long time. The training time is not convenient to accept interviews, please forgive me."

Tang Jue's words dissatisfied a little. She arrived here at 1:00 noon and had already finished the questions that Tang Yuantian should ask. If it weren't for the domestic requirement that she must interview Tang Jue herself, she would have finished work long ago.

Huang Juan said: "It's okay, I want to ask you a few questions."

"First, you scored two goals last night to help Paris Saint-Germain win at home. What do you think?"

Tang Jue thought for a while and said, "This is what I should do. I was the only forward on the team's court last night. If I don't score, who scores the goal."

Tang Jue's words shocked Huang Jue. In her understanding, seventeen-year-old children are still young people. As the saying goes, "Young people don't know the taste of sorrow!" They think more about their own affairs.

Tang Jue's words have an extra sense of responsibility and confidence.

The sentence "This is what I should do." This reflects more of a sense of responsibility.

What a saying, "I don't score, who scores!" is domineering, but more confident.

All the unhappiness in Huang Juan's heart disappeared. She had to rethink what kind of person Tang Jue was.

Huang Juan asked: "The second question is, you set the youngest Champions League goal record last night. How do you view this issue yourself?"

Tang Jue smiled and said, "Records are not as important as people think. If we lost the game last night, even if I set the so-called record, I would not be happy at all.

For me, the most important thing is to defeat the opponent. I really didn’t think about the record. This doesn’t matter to me.”

Huang Juan opened her mouth in surprise. In the eyes of others, why does it seem that something extremely important in his eyes is not worth mentioning at all?

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 do you want to say to them?"

Do domestic fans stay up late to watch the game?

Don Jue remembered the crazy, obsessed, self-forgotten Paris fans at the Princes Stadium last night. Without their cheers, Saint-Germain could not win.

Domestic fans should be the same!

Thinking of this, Tang Jue said: "Thanks to their support, I will repay their support with more goals and more victory. Here, I wish them good health and less nights."

Huang Juan is now beginning to doubt whether Tang Jue is really only seventeen years old? A seventeen-year-old child answers questions so calmly in front of reporters? Will a seventeen-year-old child pay attention to the body of the fans?

She never thought that Tang Jue was eighteen years old before traveling through time. And she was born in the world's largest family, how to deal with media reporters is a basic course for the children of the Tang family.

The question to be asked has been asked, and Huang Juan said: "I hope you will bring more exciting goals and many surprises to the fans. Beside the fans of Paris Saint-Germain, there are hundreds of millions of Chinese fans supporting you!"

Tang Jue said: "Okay! I will definitely do it!"

At this time, Alice walked out of the kitchen and asked whether Tang Jue eggplant was braised or cold.

Huang Juan said: "I hope to interview you face to face after returning to Paris. OK, goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Alice looked at Tang Jue who put down the phone and asked, "Do you want eggplant to be braised or cold?"

Tang Jue looked at his beautiful face and rose-red lips and said, "Braised!"

Alice walked towards the kitchen, and she suddenly turned her head and asked, "What will you do?"

"What?" Tang Jue asked in confusion.

"You said on the phone just now." Alice said with her big eyes blinking.

Tang Jue smiled and said, "I will definitely score a lot of goals and win a lot of games!"
Chapter completed!
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