In the chairman's box at El Molinon, Arango Sr. stood up and applauded.
He looked at the tsunami-like stadium, at the raised arms, and at the fans who did not leave after the game. They continued to celebrate and listened to the familiar song, "Red Army, White Army, Advance."
Arango Sr. was also a little excited. It had been a long time since such a beautiful scene had appeared in this stadium.
"Signing Li may be the best signing I've made in my life," the chairman said.
"That's your good eye," said the club's general manager, Ayroyd.
Beside the two of them, the club's vice chairman, Beretta, was pale. After this incident, he had lost a lot of prestige in the club. All of this was because of that Chinese man. Until now, Beretta still could not believe that the Chinese man had led the team to a super comeback and eliminated the powerful Alavés.
Don't be too proud, Chinese man. There's still the Premier League! The Premier League's relegation battle is very cruel. If you fail to stay in the Premier League, then get lost!
Now, he could only hope that Li Ang would fail in the Premier League.
Now, his bet with Li Ang was not just a personal grudge between the two of them. Now, he had directly fallen out with the club's general manager, Ayroyd, and Ayroyd supported Li Ang. Now, a palace drama was playing out in Sporting de Gijón.
This was all related to Li Ang, but it was also unrelated. He did not need to think about these things. He just needed to lead the team to play well and go from victory to victory!
As a manager, the results of the team were the most important.
*****
At this time, at the post-match press conference, Li Ang looked at the reporters present with a victorious smile.
He did not hide his proud and happy smile at all.
In the eyes of the reporters, this smile was so hateful.
However, the reporters below the stage could only endure his pride. After all, he was the winner.
Li Ang looked at the press officer of the press conference and nodded.
Sporting de Gijón's press officer, Mydel Alonso, laughed bitterly in his heart. He stood up and said, "Mr. Li Ang will only accept five questions. Please pay attention."
This immediately caused an uproar at the scene. The reporters were stunned. They had attended countless press conferences of La Liga teams, and most of the La Liga teams, but they had never encountered such a situation. It could even be said that even the press conferences of Real Madrid and Barcelona had not received such "treatment."
They had always been the ones asking questions, and the manager would try his best to cooperate.
What right do Sporting de Gijón have to do this?
They looked at Li Ang, who was smiling at them. They gritted their teeth in hatred. It must be this guy who did it. He did it on purpose. He was taking revenge!
That's right. Li Ang was taking revenge on these reporters. He remembered all the reporters who had said bad things about him. He was not a magnanimous person. He was particular about repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with revenge.
"This isn't fair."
"Yes, we have the freedom to interview!"
"We protest!"
The reporters were in an uproar.
"Please note that these are the rules for today. Please be prepared to ask your questions." The press officer, Mydel Alonso, said expressionlessly. In fact, he scolded Li Ang several times in his heart. You're having a good time taking revenge. It's hard for me to be the press officer.
In fact, Li Ang had only planned to show his face at the press conference and leave. He did not want to be interviewed by these reporters at all. However, Alonso warned him that he had to be interviewed, or he would be punished by the Spanish Football Federation. Only then did Li Ang give up. He only proposed that he would only accept five questions.
The reporters' protests were ineffective.
*****
How would the five questions be distributed?
Li Ang looked at all of this. He looked at the reporters below who were fighting for the right to ask questions. There was a quarrel.
He was proud. I'm the winner. I don't care about you, but you still have to suck up to me.
He was very happy!
In the end, it was still based on seniority. After a short discussion, three major national media outlets and two local media outlets in Gijón were given the right to ask questions.
At this moment, these media outlets were so aggrieved.
They swore that as long as this Chinese man made any mistakes, as long as he had any problems in the next game, they would definitely take revenge and hang this hateful guy on the pillar of shame!
The first to stand up and ask questions was Marca, Li Ang's' old rival. '
"Excuse me, are you glad that you were lucky enough to eliminate Aravis?" Marca's reporter, Phelps, asked.
This question was very bad. It was a trap. It directly assumed that Li Ang was lucky enough to eliminate Aravis. If it was an inexperienced person, he or she would be fooled.
Of course, Li Ang would not be fooled. He glanced at this reporter. He knew him. When they were at the Maleo training base, they had 'fought.'
"I've always been confident about the game. In fact, the result of the game also proved this point. We eliminated our opponent!" Li Ang replied.
"But —" Phelps saw that Li Ang was not fooled and wanted to continue asking questions.
"Next." Li Ang did not even look at this person and said.
"In the first half of the game, Sporting de Gijón played very ugly. How do you explain that?" This time, it was Mundo Sport's reporter, Soult, who asked the question.
"We defended the goal and laid the foundation for the counterattack in the second half. That was a perfect first half."
Mundo Sport's reporter, Soult, glanced at Li Ang and retreated. His question was also sarcastic. He was mocking Sporting de Gijón's ugly first half, but Li Ang did not respond. He even praised it for laying the foundation for the counterattack in the second half.
Soult could not say anything about this answer. The result was good, and everything was good. In the face of Sporting de Gijón's feat of eliminating Aravis, it was destined that they could not do anything to Li Ang today. This was also the most depressing thing for these reporters.
*****
"We noticed that in the last game, there were four players from the B Team. Does this mean that you do not trust the original players of the B Team?" The person who asked the question was Republica's reporter, Prince Scott.
"Please note that my players now have a common name. They are all players of the A Team. I treat them equally." Li Ang said coldly. This Republica was also one of the big media outlets that jumped around and attacked him. He did not even look at this person and said, "Next."
"Hello, Mr. Li Ang. Congratulations to your team for winning a great victory. I noticed that before the third goal, you said something to the team captain, Kobas." The fourth person to ask the question was Voice of Gijón's reporter, Mitra.
Among the people present, it could be said that he was the only media outlet that had a good relationship with Li Ang. He was one of them. His question was not tricky. Instead, it was suspected that he was trying to flatter him.
"Yes, I said to Kobas that we needed one more goal, and the team captain expressed his determination to score." Li Ang did not go into details. Instead, he used this opportunity to convey a message: The team captain supports me very much. The whole team supports me.
This was a message that he had to convey through such an occasion. Sporting de Gijón is doing very well now. Under my management, the whole team is united.
"Thank you." Mitra nodded and left politely.
The fifth person to ask the question was Gijón Post's reporter, Bastradi. He had just stood up and did not have time to speak.
Li Ang's sharp eyes saw this person. He looked very familiar. Then, he saw the Gijón Post's logo on the interview board in front of this person's chest.
Li Ang stood up and smiled. "I am very happy to answer everyone's questions. I can feel everyone's sincere congratulations for Sporting de Gijón's promotion. Thank you. See you next time. "
After that, Li Ang turned and left without looking back.
What was he doing?
Didn't he still have one more question?
Gijón Post's reporter, Bastradi, had just stood up and was about to ask a question. At this moment, he was extremely embarrassed. Looking at the back of that bastard leaving, his face turned red and he was furious.
Bastard, I still had a question. Why did you run away? This is an insult to me and to the Gijón Post. He had already thought of a very tricky question in his mind, but now, the other party had just left!
Just left!
He did not even look at him.
Now, there was an uproar.
*****
The press officer, Alonso, had a gloomy face. He cursed Li Ang a few more times in his heart.
He stepped forward, his face stern, and took out a piece of paper. This was something that Li Ang had handed to him. There was a paragraph written in neat Spanish on it.
"Silence," Alonso shouted.
Everyone looked at him.
"I will read a statement below," Alonso said. "First of all, this statement represents Mr. Li Ang's opinion and does not represent the club's decision."
Statement?
What the hell?
"In view of the despicable and shameless report of the Gijón Post, which has caused damage to myself and Sporting de Gijón's reputation, I, Li Ang, hereby make a statement," Alonso read expressionlessly.
"From today onwards, Mr. Li Ang refuses to accept any form of interview from the Gijón Post, if —" Alonso was stunned. Looking at the following words, he gritted his teeth and continued reading, "If there is a need to set a time limit for this statement, I hope it is — ten thousand years!"
After reading this paragraph, Alonso fiercely put away the piece of paper.
The press conference hall was suddenly silent. Everyone was dumbfounded.
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