Chapter 40 Want to play in the Champions League? Let them fight to the death in the Champions League final

Seville City, in a single dormitory.

A slutty man looked at him repeatedly in front of the small dressing mirror in the room.

"What should I wear? Tighten my pants, tight tops, show off my figure?"

"Or wear loose training clothes to show my sunny and handsome side?"

"Oh, this dress is simply too rustic. This guy is not on the same level as me!"

"Well, this one... is too gorgeous. Will it make me look immature?"

"I'm going, doesn't this guy have a cooler outfit? This is my coaching debut. I can't dress like a damn translator, right?"

...

That's right, this introverted man is Tang Feng who is about to usher in his coaching debut.

Before the game started, Tang Feng seemed very worried, but what he was worried about was not the match against Real Madrid later, but what kind of clothes should be worn to participate in the game later.

The opponent is Real Madrid, the top European giant!

This game determines whether Real Madrid can win the fourth place in the league and get a ticket to the Champions League next season. Is there any?

There must be many TV stations broadcasting this game, and countless reporters are taking photos here. Is there any?

Later, my image will appear in the eyes of all Spain! No, all Europe! No, even the fans around the world!

If the team scores a goal, I still have to celebrate it in a coquettish way! How can I dress like a dirt leopard? No, never!

My mom Xipi, at this time, I didn’t have time to order a “Bird Bird’s Armani windbreaker” on Taobao? I don’t know what express delivery to take. If I can’t get to Spain, will I have to ship free?

At this time, Tang Feng, who could not find a suitable dress, was already in a mess.

Tang Feng began to regret, why didn’t he prepare for this earlier? It seems that his problem of cramming temporarily has not been changed.

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In a mansion on the banks of the Guadalquivir River.

"Yanyan, come and have a meal soon. After dinner, we will go to the stadium to watch the game. Today is your coaching debut!" Tang Sen brought the dishes that his wife had cooked on the table and shouted at Tang Yan, who was watching TV in the living room.

"Okay, I know! Come on!" Tang Yan replied impatiently. Because, since this morning, she kept hearing this from her father.

She was a little interested in Tang Feng's first game as the team's coach, and she was also a little annoyed.

"Old Tang, do you think I want to go with you too? But I can't understand football either! Moreover, I saw that the stands were crowded. It was hot, so I won't join in the fun, right?" At this time, Wu Juan also came to the living room with a bowl of vegetables and asked.

"Go, of course you have to go! Don't you want to see Xiao Feng's performance as a coach? This is a rare opportunity! I don't know how long I will wait when I see him as a head coach next time!" Tang Sen advised patiently.

"Okay, I'll join in the fun! I hope we Xiaofeng can be successful and lead the team to win!" Wu Juan looked at Tang Sen's positive appearance and said with a smile.

"If you think it's crowded, I can arrange for you to go to the private room. But today you have to expect Xiaofeng to win, it's a bit difficult. Do you know who our opponent is today? Real Madrid, the best team in Spain and even Europe!" Tang Sen replied with a smile. From his words, he can see that he is still not optimistic about Tang Feng being able to lead the team to Real Madrid.

"Ah? If you can't win, what else is there to look good? Go and watch Xiaofeng lose?" After hearing Tang Sen's words, Wu Juan asked in confusion.

"You don't understand this. The biggest charm of football is not its victory or defeat, not to mention that this is a very meaningful game for Xiaofeng!" Tang Sen shook his head and said.

"The greatest charm of football is not the winner, so you always lose for the team and smash the cup?" Wu Juan looked at Tang Sen with anger and said.

"..." Tang Sen was speechless and choked."

...

Seville city, green and white bar.

After Mario had dinner early, she planned to go to the bar like usual to find a few friends to have a few drinks.

The team was relegated and he was in a very bad mood. However, his wife and daughter at home could not understand his sorrow, so he could only come here to talk to his friends.

However, when he walked to the door of the bar, the boss's wife Frola walked out of the bar, holding a sign in her hand and hung it at the door, which said, "The boss has something to do, business will be suspended"!

"Boss, what's going on? Why is it not open today?" Mario asked in confusion.

"Hey, don't you see the sign saying it? I'm having something to do!" Today, Flora did not dress up like last time, but instead put on a relatively loose sportswear, with light makeup on her face.

Even so, there was still a bit of charm between her eyebrows. The loose clothes could not completely cover up her convex figure and the sexyness that came out of her bones!

"What's the matter? Boss? If you don't open the door, what should we do tonight?" Mario was also a little anxious when he heard that Flora was not going to open the door. But he found an excuse to come out of the house. You can't let him go back again at this time.

"I'm not the only bar on the street. Isn't it enough to find a place to drink? I'm going to go to the stadium to watch the game today!" Flora said angrily.

"Go to watch the football live? Boss lady, aren't you kidding me? Usually, you ask you to watch the football together, but you say you want to open a store, but you don't go. Today, I actually took the initiative to go and watch it. What's the point of watching today? Go and see that Chinese boy lose? By the way, Boss lady, I remember Real Madrid is the team you hate the most. If you see Real Madrid win later, you have to bear it. Don't go. Stay here to open a store and let's have a drink!" Mario advised patiently, his tone full of distrust of Tang Feng.

"Stop talking, I have decided! Go to another house to drink. If you talk to me again, don't come to me for a drink next time!" Frora said after closing the door fiercely, locking it.

If anyone passing by will see the conversation between the two, they will definitely be speechless.

What and what are these?

The shop owner asked the customer to go to another house, but the customer still wanted to come to this house with a stern face.

It's really the best!

...

Time passed quickly, and Sevilla, who was darker late, was already shrouded in a layer of night.

As the game began to get closer and closer, the Lopela Stadium became gradually becoming lively.

Although the win or loss of this game is meaningless to Betis, many Betis fans came to the scene because they all wanted to say goodbye to La Liga this season with the team.

Next season, when they come to the scene again, the team will become the Spanish Second Division team. Therefore, they also cherish the last ninety minutes of Betis as a La Liga team.

The Betis team, which can accommodate more than 50,000 fans, has reached nearly 90% today. This is a rare achievement for a team that has been confirmed to be relegated.

As Tang Feng expected, today's game also attracted a lot of attention from the media.

Even the Spanish National Television sent a crew to broadcast the game.

They obviously don't want to miss the last suspense of La Liga this season!

...

At this time, in the home team locker room at Lopera Stadium.

The players have finished warming up and returned to the locker room, preparing for the final game.

At this time, Tang Feng, wearing a dark suit, was also standing in the center of the locker room.

This suit was found by Tang Feng from an independent wardrobe. According to Tang Feng's memory on the other end, this was bought by Tang Feng for his cousin Tang Sen when he went to Betis Club for an interview.

After the interview was successful, he also put away the suit. Because he usually wears a little more sporty and is not used to wearing such a more formal suit.

When he first found this suit, Tang Feng subconsciously looked at the sign on the collar. He was surprised to find that this was a real Armani suit!

By the way, my cousin is really generous! According to Tang Feng’s impression, in China, the cheapest luxury brands like Armani may cost thousands or tens of thousands of dollars each.

What's more, this set doesn't look like a bargain at first glance.

So, Tang Feng quickly changed it to him and looked at himself in the mirror. Tang Feng almost fainted from his handsomeness.

After spending another half an hour meticulously combing his hair, Tang Feng went out to the team gathering place.

...

Seeing the players warm up and come back, Tang Feng also knew what he should say.

"Ahem!" Tang Feng cleared his throat as Hiddink had before every time he spoke.

The effect of this was also very good, and the players' eyes subconsciously turned to him.

However, everyone's mood was different when they looked at Tang Feng.

People like Alfonso and Finiti George who have a holiday with Tang Feng, seeing Tang Feng's coquettish look, despised him in their hearts: How coquettish is he dressed up? Do he think he is attending a party?

Some neutral players were waiting for Tang Feng to say something about the game.

As for Joaquin, Galves, a player who regards Tang Feng as his benefactor, sighs at Tang Feng's handsomeness...

"Well, the game is about to begin! I believe that in the eyes of many people, today's game is just a formality for us. Because they think... we cannot defeat Real Madrid! Even, I believe that many of you think so!" After Tang Feng said that, he glanced at the players in the locker room and found that some players subconsciously avoided his eyes.

Obviously, there are indeed many people who have such ideas. However, no fool would express it directly. Even Alfonso and Finiti George, two people who have had a festival with Tang Feng, dare not say this publicly. This is a taboo in the locker room.

"In fact, I thought so before! We are just a team that has been relegated and a group of losers? And Real Madrid, although their league performance this season, they have reached the super giants in the Champions League finals! What do we compare with them? No wonder they are all stars, with high salaries and beautiful models. But we are just a group of guys who have not even decided where they will go after relegation. Even the players on Real Madrid's bench are bigger than us. So, even if they are on the bench, we have no hope of winning, right?" Tang Feng continued.

Hearing Tang Feng's words, everyone's expressions in the locker room changed.

Although everyone knows the gap between Betis and Real Madrid, whether in terms of strength, fame and treatment, they are quite far from players like Real Madrid. But no one will talk about this kind of thing.

Tang Feng said it naked today, isn’t this slapping them in the face?

No one wants to be inferior, especially men. What's more, as athletes, who is not full of energy?

After seeing that the players were already angry by themselves, Tang Feng knew that it was time to stop when they were better. So he changed his subject: "However, I can't figure it out again. They are both football players and have been trained since childhood. They are the same men, are we really so much worse than them? They are not two legs, one bird, two eggs, or the eggs of those stars are bigger than ours? I think there shouldn't be?"

Speaking of this, Tang Feng paused for a moment, and after seeing the players' performances running along the trajectory he expected, he continued: "Since that's the case, why do others think we were sure to lose at the beginning of the game? Aren't we eleven people playing?"

"'There is no suspense in this game. Real Madrid can win even if they send substitutes!''Betis is already unwilling to fight. Whether Real Madrid can enter the top four depends on the game between Zaragoza and Valencia.' My mother! I said they are all bullshit! I want them to see if Real Madrid plays substitutes with us and can win us!" Tang Feng said as he learned from the media.

"Yes, we are relegated. We are about to leave La Liga! But, I don't mind letting the team leave something in the last game, such as pulling Real Madrid into the water and leaving them in fifth place! Want to play in the Champions League? Go to the Champions League final and fight hard!!!" Finally, Tang Feng raised his clenched right fist and waved it heavily.

"Yes, if you want to play in the Champions League, then let them fight to the Champions League final!" The young Joaquin was obviously excited by Tang Feng's words, and stood up and echoed excitedly.
To be continued...