Ranieri knew what kind of person Tony Tangen was. Although he couldn't understand what he was saying, he knew it was definitely not good things. He ignored this opponent who was sincerely trying to show off in front of him, shook hands with Tangen and turned around and left.

As soon as Ranieri left, the reporters rushed over and surrounded Donne. They wanted to hear what he thought about the victory of the game.

"Three consecutive victories." Tang En raised three fingers, "We are determined to qualify!"

"Mr. Tang En, are you a little too confident?"

"You are wrong, Mr. Journalist. This is not overconfidence, I'm just telling the truth."

"Does you not very satisfied with the victory over Juventus with only one goal?"

"No, I only care about three points."

"Two seasons ago, your team lost to Juventus away in the Champions League group stage. How does it feel to have a successful revenge?"

"I don't feel anything now. Because we still have to play against them at home. When that game is over, please ask me this question."

"Can you talk about Nottingham Forest's goals in the Champions League this season?"

This time, Tang En rarely felt modest, and he smiled and said, "We should do our best to see how far we can go."

As a result, the day after the game, his modest smile was interpreted as "Tony Done returns to the Champions League and aims at the championship". The Tony Done in the photo smiled mysteriously, and his squinting eyes seemed to be really calculating how far his team is from the European Championship.

Tang En is very innocent—"That's just a professional smile..."
Chapter completed!