Press Conference on March 1st
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On December 3, Tuesday afternoon, a group of media reporters gathered in the press conference room at the Barreiros Stadium in Funchal, Madeira, Portugal, where Marítimo Club was holding a pre-match press conference for the first Madeira derby match of the season.
In the past two months, Chinese player Wu Lei, who has been performing exceptionally and rising rapidly like a rocket, also appeared at the press conference. This is his first time appearing in front of the media with the head coach since joining Marítimo. In the previous period, although Wu Lei had already won 5 times as the best player of the Portuguese Super League, Martins hid him under the protection of the club due to the fact that he was not yet familiar with the Portuguese language at that time.
Perhaps to hype up the Madeira Derby, Martins brought Wu Lei to the press conference for the first time. The media reporters in the venue, who had been eager to interview this hot new star, caused a small commotion when Wu Lei appeared at the press conference.
Wu Yu followed the young head coach Martins into the venue, looking at the dozens of square meters of press conference, twenty or thirty media reporters sat down under the press conference stage, their flashlights flashing, and they suddenly bombarded the two as soon as they appeared.
This scene reminded him of a dream he had several months ago, in which he appeared at a press conference with Ferguson to announce his transfer to Manchester United. It was just a dream, but now he found himself in a similar scenario, albeit at a pre-match press conference for a small club in Portugal.
The press conference proceeded entirely as expected, with the reporters asking Martens a few questions at the beginning before turning their attention to Wu Yu, subjecting this young player from that mysterious eastern country to a thorough examination and investigation.
"Wu Yu, what was the reason for you to come to Maldives club at first?"
"Dreams, undoubtedly are dreams. My dream is to become a professional player, to show my strength on the top stage in Europe, and Marítimo has undoubtedly provided me with this opportunity, so I'm very happy playing for the team." Wu Yus skillfully answered this question, a confident smile appearing on his handsome face.
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But the reporters did not know that Wu Yu had practiced his smile in front of the mirror for a long time yesterday to prepare for today's press conference, and he had also pulled Gao Wei to simulate many times to answer questions. Today, these questions, Wu Yu had almost thought out the answers yesterday. Until Gao Wei was impatient and knelt down to beg for mercy, Wu Yu let him go.
"Mr. Martins, it is said that Swansea City also had their eyes on Wu Lei at first, how did you win the competition with the Premier League powerhouse?" A reporter suddenly threw out a question in somewhat stiff Portuguese.
His question immediately exploded the whole scene, and everyone's eyes were shocked to look at Martens, they didn't know there was such inside information. Even Wu Yu was startled, looking at his head coach with great interest.
Although he is very satisfied with the current situation in Maridimo, if he had to choose between Swansea City and Maridimo at the beginning, he would undoubtedly choose the former. Because the reputation of the two teams is too far apart in China. But now that he has chosen Maridimo, it seems to be a good result as well. Wu Yun did not regret or feel sorry for himself, he looked at Martens, just wanting to get more inside information from his mouth that he didn't know about.
"Cough, cough... This friend must be from England." Martins cleared his throat and politely told the reporter: "After the match against Swansea City in August this year, their coach asked me about Wu Yu's situation. Of course, at that time Wu Yu had already decided to join our team."
The reporters on the scene saw Martins admit that he was stunned. Wu Yu's ability to win over Swansea City coach Laudrup is not accidental, as he has been a talented young player all along.
"Wu Yu, may I ask if you know that Swansea City was once interested in you?" a reporter threw out the question cleverly.
"Honestly, I just knew now." Wu Yu scratched his head and said with embarrassment: "But the current situation is obvious to everyone. I'm very happy in the club and have played well here, it's clearly a correct choice."
"Wu Yu, it's said that many big clubs' scouts will come to watch your performance in this match. Will you feel pressure?" The reporter was still entangled with Wu Yu about the transfer issue.
Mourinho glared at the reporter, his face somewhat annoyed. But he was still just a young coach, far from Ferguson's level, unable to glare at reporters and render them speechless, nor could he control the rhythm of the entire press conference with his own aura.
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Wu Yu still had to face this problem.
"Guangzhou Fuli nurtured me, and Maritimo was the starting point of my career. I have a very deep affection for both clubs." Wu Yu smiled and took a detour: "I've only played less than 10 games for the team so far, and I'll be playing many more times to come. Scouts from other clubs can't be the pressure on me in matches. The pressure on me comes from being responsible for the team's results and the gaze of the fans."
Wu Yu said with a smile: "Of course, the fans' expectations are also my motivation to play football."
During Wu Yu's response, Martins kept looking at him with an approving gaze, apparently very satisfied with Wu Yu's answer. He also did not expect that Wu Yu, who was attending the press conference for the first time, could respond to the media's questions so cleverly.
The reporters under the rostrum suddenly fell into silence after Wu You answered, and no one thought of what to ask next. At this time, the press conference had passed for 30 minutes, and there were only 10 minutes left before it was about to end.
"Wu Yu, do you have a girlfriend?" A young female reporter suddenly asked, breaking the silence.
Her question was unexpected, and every man in the room looked at him with a strange gaze, then looked at Wu Yu's handsome face, and suddenly seemed to understand. Every face showed a hint of "so that's how it is", making the atmosphere particularly weird.
"Some of us are very happy, thank you." Wu Yu replied shyly, politely and simply to the female reporter's question.
The female journalist felt a bit embarrassed, but after her question, the atmosphere became lively again.
"Wu Yu, I heard that your father is a professional player. Your family must have strongly supported you in playing football. When did you decide to become a professional player?"
Wu Yu thought back and remembered that his father had passed away when he was young, while his grandfather had tried to crush his dreams of playing football from the very beginning. He himself didn't know how he had managed to persist until now.
For a moment, Wu Yun fell into deep thought.
"Wu Yu, can you answer?" The reporter saw Wu Yu lost in thought and assumed he was reminiscing about the past, so he smiled and reminded him.
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"Oh, sorry about that, I just remembered something." Wu Yu suddenly woke up: "Actually, I don't even know when I decided to become a professional player either, maybe this is just my fate with football."
Wu Yu answered somewhat listlessly, his answer seeming a bit perfunctory, and the smile that had been on his face just now was gone.
Martins had already noticed that Wu Lei was not in the right state of mind from earlier, and now he saw that there were still reporters who wanted to continue asking questions, so he opened his mouth to protect Wu Lei: "Okay, everyone has asked Wu Lei so many questions, I think Wu Lei is also tired, if anyone else has any questions, just ask me."
Although Martins' words were subtle, everyone felt the hardness of this young marshal from his tone. So they didn't entangle themselves in Wu Yu's childhood life anymore, but asked Martins some questions about the setup of this game.
In no time, the 10-minute press conference came to an end. The atmosphere, which had been pleasant throughout, suddenly became oppressive after a reporter asked a rather ordinary question. The conference ended on an unpleasant note, with everyone, including Martins, noticing something amiss in Wu's expression.
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The next day, on the tourist island of Madeira, this day was not a weekend, but it was more lively than ever before. On the streets and alleys, you could see fans wearing red and green striped shirts and black and white striped shirts. They were supporters of the two Portuguese Super League clubs on this small island, representing different classes of people in Madeira.
The red and green stripes of Maridimo represent the ordinary people of the middle and lower classes, while the black and white stripes of the national team represent the wealthy class. The two forces are diametrically opposed to each other, refusing to give in. Every match between them is no less intense than any city derby on earth. The winner can walk with their head held high for the next six months, while the loser will be left hanging their head in shame, like a bereaved dog.
Before the first fiery Madeira derby of the season, Funchal Airport welcomed a rather special visitor, arriving on a regular flight to the island.
A middle-aged white man with a solemn expression, wearing a suit and tie, tall in stature, with furrowed eyebrows and wrinkles on his face, walked out of the Fonte Nova Arena accompanied by a middle-aged man wearing a black sports casual suit and sporting a neat short haircut, got into a taxi and headed to today's match venue - Estádio dos Barreiros.
These two middle-aged men are Manchester United manager David Moyes and scout Toni Cruz.
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