I am the king of football

Chapter 421 Ending
"This was a very, very difficult match, much more difficult than I expected before the game. It was Qin who saved the team. Everyone should thank him. He is really a very, very different player."

When the excitement died down, Ferguson, Qin Hu and the team's captain Vidic came to the news multimedia room at Old Trafford for an interview.

On the pitch, due to the players' intense celebration and the fans' enthusiasm, the reporters did not get the chance to interview on the pitch after the game. They only had time to urge the photographers to take pictures and prepare questions in their minds. Sure enough, after everyone had dispersed, the public relations director of Manchester United Club notified them to come to the multimedia room together.

Ferguson was the first to pick up the microphone and start answering questions. When he was asked what he thought of the game, the old man couldn't stop talking.

“Malaguita’s coach showed top tactical qualities. I admit that I was led astray by him because I underestimated the opponent. It was his choice after we were two goals ahead that gave me the opportunity. My players withstood the pressure and completed the reversal in the final stage of the game. I still want to emphasize Qin, my big baby, it was he who saved the team!”

When he was excited, Ferguson slapped Qin Hu's back with his big hands. Qin Hu had to grin while feeling Ferguson's extremely powerful slap due to excitement, which made this fierce general who had fought for the entire game quite helpless.

"Hahaha~"

The reporters off the field also clearly noticed that Ferguson was a little too excited, and they all laughed after Qin Hu gave a playful wink.

"Sir, you are now the hope of the entire Premier League. This last-minute goal really saved the face of us British media~"

Off the field, a reporter from the Manchester Evening News spoke directly and kindly. If Manchester United had not made a comeback in the end, there would not be a single Premier League team in the top four of the Champions League this season, and the debate over who would be at the top of the top five leagues would become a joke. Many English media who had covered the game in its entirety were truly relieved at this moment.

"Well, Qin, you take the interview next."

The team's captain Vidic was not prepared to speak as a representative of the players. After Ferguson signaled him to speak, he directly drew the attention of the audience to Qin Hu. In his opinion, Qin Hu deserved all this.

"Qin! Your last winning goal was really amazing. Can you tell me what was going through your mind at that time?"

A reporter seized the opportunity and spoke first. He looked at Qin Hu with a smile and grabbed the qualification to ask the first question.

This is indeed the question that everyone present wanted to know. You have to know that it was already the last minute of the game, and Qin Hu handled the ball neatly and without any mistakes throughout the whole process. If there was a problem in any link, Manchester United would face failure.

"Honestly speaking, from the moment I dribbled past the first defender, the only thing on my mind was scoring a goal. In front of me, all the defensive players became training stakes. My only obsession was to get the ball into the goal."

Qin Hu recalled that he found that he really had no idea at that time. There were only two words in his mind: goal. It was this high degree of concentration that allowed him to complete that perfect goal even when his physical strength could no longer support the high-intensity burst and breakthrough in the final moments of the game.

"Then tell me how you felt when you missed that free kick!"

Direct pursuit, speaking of this free kick, everyone present had their eyes lit up. When Qin Hu knelt on the court, I don't know how many people had already started to conceive an article about how Manchester United's new overlord Qin Hu couldn't save the team with just his tragic figure. There was no way, that kneeling figure really made people involuntarily put themselves in the story.

"Regret, pain, despair, these three words can sum it up. Why couldn't I kick the ball closer to the goal? Why did the ball hit the target? Why was the match so short? If the captain hadn't come to me and pulled me up, I don't know if I could have adjusted my mentality afterwards."

Qin Hu is a man, not a god. He was completely hopeless after missing the free kick. At this time, Vidic took on the responsibility of a captain and helped him. He looked at Vidic gratefully. "Let me make it clear that I am just an initiator. Qin has already become the most trusted person in the team with the courage he has shown this season. I believe that even without me, he will still stand up and rush towards the opponent's goal again."

Vidic interrupted at this time. He looked at Qin Hu in front of him and his words were full of admiration. It seemed that this young man in the team was not only good at playing football, but also had a high emotional intelligence.

"Qin, you have scored 13 goals in the Champions League now. You are only one goal away from Messi's single-season Champions League goal record of 14 goals set last season. Do you have the confidence to break it?"

"Haha, you know, my only goal has always been the team's victory. We still have at least two more Champions League games to play. If I can break this record while helping the team win, I think I will be very happy."

Taking over the topic, Qin Hu felt that the interview was almost over, so he changed the subject and looked at everyone present.

"However, before that, we still have an FA Cup final to play. The victory in this game has boosted our morale to the peak, but it is not good to look ahead and behind. Therefore, before the end of the FA Cup next week, the topic of the Champions League will stop here. Thank you all for coming!"

He put down the microphone, packed up and left. It was already late at night. Qin Hu, Ferguson and Vidic said goodbye and came to the bar in front of the club. Maguire, his girlfriend and Lin Lan were waiting for him there.

Although Maguire did not play in this game, he experienced the ups and downs of the entire game while sitting on the bench. When Qin Hu came over, he was passionately talking about Qin Hu's final winning goal.

"Oh my God, if I were a woman, I would definitely fall deeply in love with him. At that moment, Qin was a messenger sent by God in my heart and in the hearts of Manchester United fans!"

"Pfft, Harry, you don't have to blow it like that."

Qin Hu walked behind Maguire and put his hands on Maguire's shoulders, which scared his good friend. When Maguire turned around, Qin Hu was already sitting next to Lin Lan.

"Is it done?"

"It's done, and the reporters are all very excited."

"Qin! Tell me how you felt when you scored that winning goal. I really want to know what you were thinking at that moment!"

"Hey, on that note, Harry, you can go read tomorrow's newspaper. Now I just want to have a mojito and go home to bed!"

Half an hour later, the four young men dispersed at the door of the bar.

Today's update is here! It's Qingming Festival, so I went back to my hometown to do something. (PS: Do you think Qin Hu and Manchester United can win the championship this season?)

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