Grassroots Glory

Chapter 202 Triple Crown

After the game, the locker room was full of joy. Hao Junmin, who scored the winning goal, became the center of the locker room for the first time. His neck was strangled red—everyone wanted to come up and give him a victory hug. Hao Junmin couldn't bear tall and strong people like Westerman and Matip, but he knew he couldn't hide at this time, otherwise everyone's happiness would be ruined. He could only ask Zhou Tiancheng for help. Zhou Tiancheng actually thought this scene was quite interesting, but he really couldn't stand Hao Junmin's appearance, so he shouted: "Hey, stop making trouble, and announce something."

There was no reaction at all, his voice was completely drowned out by everyone's high decibels, Zhou Tiancheng didn't expect it to be like this, when he spoke in the locker room and no one listened.

Magath looked at this scene with a half-smile, and finally coughed lightly: "Kids, be quiet, Zhou wants to announce a good thing. You can only blame yourself if you missed it."

Hearing the head coach's voice, everyone stopped moving. Zhou Tiancheng looked at Magath in surprise. I haven't said anything yet. How does he know it's a good thing?

Coughing lightly, Zhou Tiancheng said, "There's no champagne here, so howling like this really doesn't look good. Let's go back and celebrate slowly. Go to my club tomorrow, and everyone can be happy."

After Zhou Tiancheng finished speaking, he took a special look at Magath. Magath knew that these boys must be contaminated with alcohol, but he only had one chance to reach the Champions League final in his decades of coaching career, let alone this group of players. Career, can he say no to such a festive moment?

It would be too unreasonable.

He nodded slightly: "Everyone must ensure that the next training and competition will not be delayed."

This was the default, and cheers erupted in the locker room. Zhou Tiancheng made a statement on the spot: "Everyone is not allowed to run, there is enough alcohol, and I will lose if I don't put all of you on the ground."

Hewedes whistled: "Zhou, is there any beauty service? A dragon!"

Zhou Tiancheng stared: "Benedict, I'm a serious club, not a den."

"Huh? That's so boring." Hewedes was a little disappointed.

"I think it might be more interesting to drag you into the club's blacklist."

Hewedes immediately gave up. Doesn't this mean that he won't have a share in such good things in the future... The opportunity to eat and drink for free and beat local tyrants is not for nothing!

...

It was the first time that the "Zhou Fan's House" club was so lively, Zhou Tiancheng called to inform Yang Cheng to prepare an event, who knew that they had already secretly prepared it without telling Zhou Tiancheng. Even the lanterns and balloons were ready. Zhou Tiancheng had been preparing for the match this week and didn't have much time to ask about the club. When he saw the neon lights flashing at the entrance of the club, which was completely arranged for a celebration banquet, he shook his head, feeling a little helpless.

"Old Yang, you have gone too far. This is just the final. You don't want me to win the championship?"

"I don't think so at all. You can see that all the stars are here. This kind of scene is just right. If you really win the championship, this scene is not enough."

The two walked in, Zhou Tiancheng looked at the overcrowded club hall, everyone burst into applause because of his appearance, Zhou Tiancheng was surprised: "Old Yang, why are there so many people?"

"They are all members of the club, everyone is here today."

Zhou Tiancheng opened his mouth slightly. It seemed that there were only a hundred people, but there were two or three hundred people. He couldn't help being a little worried: "Isn't the expansion a bit too fast? Don't you worry about some people making up for it?"

Yang Cheng smiled: "Brother Cheng, don't worry about that. The Germans are still very easy to manage. We have rules, so we are not afraid of them messing around. Basically, Yunling and I take turns watching here, so there will be no problems."

Everyone in Schalke really enjoyed themselves today. In Zhou Tiancheng's impression, German players such as Westermann and Neuer, who are very self-disciplined, let go of their other sides today. The Germans are crazy and indulgent, absolutely no better than the Spaniards and French By a hair.

Of course, in the end everyone was drunk,

Zhou Tiancheng was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe only because he had an excuse to greet everyone as the boss, and he just thought about it.

...

The next day Zhou Tiancheng came to the base early and walked into the locker room, which was empty. Neuer usually arrives earlier than him, but he didn't come today.

Zhou Tiancheng looked at the time. There were forty minutes before the training started, which was not too late. Thinking about the crazy energy last night, if there were not enough people from the club, it is estimated that these twenty or so big guys would have to be carried to the gym. Impossible to go to the hotel. He's probably still in bed right now.

Naturally, there were quite a few people who came early or were late. Magath made an exception today and only verbally reprimanded them, but did not punish them for running laps. The law does not blame the public. If everyone follows the usual practice, today's training will be impossible.

"Okay guys, I was crazy enough yesterday, I hope you are still full of energy, the season is not over yet, it's not time for vacation and carnival!"

...

A lot of reporters came outside the training base today. In fact, many of these reporters rushed over yesterday when they got the news that the team was celebrating at Zhou Tiancheng Club. But when they arrived, they only saw these people on the field. The majestic stars were completely drunk and carried out one by one. Zhou Tiancheng obviously didn't have the energy to deal with the media.

"What do you want to know, please hurry up tomorrow. You have all seen it today, so you are not free."

So here they are again today.

Just as Zhou Tiancheng expected, Hao Junmin became the focus of the media. Hao Junmin was a little flattered, because all the well-known European media were in front of him! Even at the signing ceremony for his joining, there were not so many spotlights on him. He hears the questions.

"Scored the first goal at Schalke, do you have anything to say?"

"Your goal helped Schalke reach the Champions League final for the first time in a century. How did you feel when you scored the goal?"

"Do you think this goal will give you more chances? Do you have the confidence to play in the Champions League final?"

Hao Junmin's mind is completely dazed. He drank alcohol yesterday and just went through high-intensity training. His brain is in a state of hypoxia. How can he react to so many problems.

He thought of what Magath had been emphasizing in the training just now-"We have reached the Champions League final. I don't need to say that you should all know our goal. This year we will complete a great cause, the Triple Crown!"

So Hao Junmin said subconsciously: "The Champions League final... I believe I can still score goals. If I want to win the Triple Crown, I have to keep scoring goals."

A sentence that seemed to be an irrelevant answer to the question caused all the reporters present to stop their movements and froze on the spot.

1 second to remember Aishang Novel Network:. Mobile version reading website:

Chapter 299/1272
23.51%
Grassroots GloryCh.299/1272 [23.51%]