As Liu Yun expected, the battle of life and death of the national football team was unusually silent.

In order to keep a glimmer of hope for the emergence of the coach, the head coach did not hesitate to discharge the iron bucket formation, except for putting a striker in the front court and wandering around, the remaining players were all crowded in the backfield, posing a bunch of human walls, waiting for the formation.

The coach of the national football team is very self-aware and knows very well that these international players are not good at shooting, so they can only helplessly throw out the big move of swinging the bus.

Even so, the front of the national football team is still in danger.

Every time Qatar gets an opportunity, Song Weiping and Ma Yun next to Liu Yun will invariably let out a piercing scream.

The two of them climaxed with the situation on the field.

As for Liu Yun, he yawned casually, and sometimes took out his mobile phone to grasp it for a while.

Thanks to the mobile Internet era, the functions of mobile phones have become so rich.

He didn't spend the 90 minutes in a state of boredom.

Although Qatar's strength is slightly stronger than the national football team, it is not a first-class team in Asia after all, facing the defense of 3 midfielders and 6 defenders, it has been attacking for more than 80 minutes, and it still has no results.

"I think it's more eggs than eggs. The old horse patted his thigh and said.

"There is still a chance for the national football team to appear in theory. Song Weiping rubbed his hands, a little unwilling.

"The game will end soon~" Liu Yun let out a long breath.

In his previous life, he hadn't watched this game and didn't know the specific results, but it was a sure thing for the national football team to bid farewell to the Brazil World Cup early, and he was very sure.

When the clock of play reached the 89th minute, the referee suddenly blew a whistle and pointed his finger at the penalty area as he ran.

The Qatari players collapsed in the penalty area, looking in pain, and kept screaming.

The stadium of tens of thousands of people was suddenly silent.

"What the hell, it's been almost 90 minutes, and there was a stunner penalty!" Song Weiping blushed and shouted very excitedly, "Black whistle, this must be a black whistle, the opponent's player is faking a fall, I'm pretty sure!"

"Brother Song, calm down, don't get excited. "Liu Yun is really worried that this guy will have brain congestion.

"Brother Liu, this must be a black whistle, this referee is too dark. Lao Song pulled Liu Yun's arm with some excitement and said, "Our national football team has been hacked by black whistles too many times. ”

As for Ma Yun, she was half-lying on the chair, looking bored, yawning from time to time, and no longer had the enthusiasm she had just now.

"Isn't it normal for football matches to have black whistles, think of the 2004 Asian Cup final. Liu Yun spread out his hands and said helplessly.

Since then, he has rarely watched football.

But this is another time and space in 2004, and he has hardly seen a few ball games in this time and space, even in order to dig the first pot of gold.

While the two were talking, the stadium, where the pin had just been quietly dropped, suddenly erupted into a deafening shout.

"Black whistle, black whistle!"

"Referee stupid X!"

"The dog referee has collected black money!"

Although all kinds of wonderful national scoldings were overwhelming, the referee was a foreigner, and he still looked very calm, as if to say: "What can you do with me? Anyway, I know that what you say is difficult to hear, but Lao Tzu can't understand it!"

Several national football players, disgruntled, walked up to the referee and wanted to explain: This is obviously the opposing player who fell down by himself!

When the referee saw these national football players arguing with him with red faces, he couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart: Xiaoxiao, you dare to question my judgment?

He immediately unceremoniously pulled out a couple of yellow card warnings.

The result of the penalty kick is already difficult to change.

In the 90th minute, the Qatari players scored a penalty in the face of the scolding of the whole stadium.

Although the game continued, as soon as the national football team kicked off in the midfield, the referee couldn't wait to blow the final whistle.

At this moment, 90 minutes have just passed.

Suddenly, the referee was smashed down by the air of mineral water bottles, and he had to leave the stadium under the escort of security personnel.

"It's over. Liu Yun sighed lightly, "The rest of the machine games are all battles of honor." ”

"Hey. Song Weiping also sighed, "It's been four years and four years, and the next time will be in 2018." ”

Liu Yun silently added in his heart: Brother, in fact, there will be no drama in 2018. However, this time, under the leadership of Italian coach Lippiti, who has an annual salary of up to 10 million euros after tax, the national football team insisted on being eliminated until the last game.

This is the best performance since 2002.

From the VIP seat, Liu Yun squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the back of the referee who left in a hurry, thoughtfully.

His heart moved, and he looked up at the VIP seat on the other side behind him, where several West Asian executives of the AFC were sitting calmly, drinking tea and watching the scene in front of him with great interest.

When Liu Yun saw these people, he seemed to remember some of the past, and his mood suddenly became very bad, but the corners of his mouth were crooked, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Shall we go have some supper, both of you?" he asked, turning his head.

"Nope. Song Weiping said indignantly, "I'm all full, what appetite do I have for supper." ”

Liu Yun glanced at the old horse again, and the other party shrugged and said, "I don't have much appetite either." But Mr. Liu, there's something I want to talk to you about?"

The huge stadium was crowded with tens of thousands of people just now, but soon after the game, the stands were already sparse.

The national football team lost, the World Cup dream was shattered again, the disgusting referee left in embarrassment, and the fans were not much interested in staying here.

"Let's talk here. Liu Yun pointed to the VIP seats, "This place is good, empty, comfortable, and the view is good, and the fans are gone." A few foreigners not far behind are all AFC staff. We can talk about whatever we want. ”

The more open the place, the more difficult it is to hear others clearly. That's why on the football field, both the players and the coach are talking loudly at the top of their lungs.

It's a great place to talk, and there's no need to worry about someone eavesdropping on or leaking information.

"Mr. Ma, what do you want to talk about?" Liu Yun sat with a big grin, full of momentum.

"Mr. Liu, this ball game looks very aggrieved. Are you interested in investing in a football team?" asked Lao Ma tentatively.

"No!" Liu Yun's tone was very decisive, "The club can rely on spending money to buy big-name foreign aid and use the bonus to fight chicken blood, but the national team can't!"

He seemed to remember something, turned his head to look at Song Weiping in the distance, and asked, "Mr. Song invited you again?"

Lao Ma nodded, and said: "But his Greentown team is too poor in strength to be in my eyes." But I believe this is a general trend, and a lot of big capital will go into it. ”

Liu Yun understood that he was a fan.

So capital moved when it heard the wind.

In those years, the Super League's money burning has indeed reached a jaw-dropping level.

But he really didn't want to invest in football, so he had to find a way to stay out of it.

"I think, I think. Liu Yun coped, "Is there anything else?"

He believed that the old horse must have something else to do with him.

"Mr. Liu, after all, Ali and Youyou are two air ......," Lao Ma's tone became a little dignified.

Of course it's two companies, and he still needs to say it?

Liu Yun felt that what he said was just foreshadowing in the front, and the key was some words in the back.

Sure enough, he changed his words: "There is a very good cooperation between Youxin Pay and Tmall.com, but now it's different." With the rapid development of the mobile Internet, the development of these two products is also very rapid and the scale is expanding. Mr. Liu, do you say yes?"

Liu Yun glanced at it indifferently, then withdrew his gaze, looked at the green and lush court in front of him, and said, "Yes, Mr. Ma is very reasonable. ”

He seemed to have guessed the next topic, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

It's time to come, even if it's a few years earlier than I expected.

"Safety!" Lao Ma stretched out his fingers, with a scolding demeanor, "Mobile payment security is very important. Mr. Liu, don't get me wrong. I believe that there is no problem with the security of Uxin Pay, but after all, it does not belong to Alibaba, and the users of Tmall are so huge. As a responsible large enterprise, we must completely eliminate potential safety hazards. ”

Of course, this is just a scene.

In the future, the battle for online payment between Uxin and Alipay will become very fierce.

The old horse is planning ahead and wants to have an advantage in the future.

U-Faith has brought traffic and new users to Tmall, and Tmall has also brought considerable liquidity to U-Trust.

But the time to report to each other for warmth has come to an end.

Ma Yun regards Uxin Pay as Alipay's potential biggest opponent, and is ready to use security as an excuse to decline Uxin Pay.

"Of course, the preferential policies we give each other can be canceled. The old horse raised his head and said righteously.

That is to say, in the future, YOYO series mobile phones will no longer need to bring Tmall and Alipay when they leave the factory.

Ma Yun is convinced that the user's dependence on these two products and the stickiness of these two products, pretending to be atmospheric: "We will still give the download promotion fee in the Yoyo App Store." ”

Liu Yun looked calm and said, "Okay, I also think it's time for the cooperation between us to come to an end." Uxin's third-party service program will also drop Tmall.com. I hope Mr. Ma will not regret it. ”

After hearing this, Ma Yun said in a resolute tone: "If you regret it, my old horse will stand in this position on the court and jump down!"

Really fragrant?

He certainly can't jump, just like he promised not to make games, and now he's not happy to do it.

At this time, Ali didn't know that Liu Yun had won the news of QQ.

Liu Yun nodded and did not speak.

After the conversation, Lao Ma and Song Weiping left first.

Liu Yun was still sitting in the court, in a daze.

Not far behind him, the bodyguard stood quietly.

Liu Yun seemed to remember something, took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo to take a look.

The national football team missed the World Cup, and the referee's black whistle, there was no suspense, and they all appeared on the hot search.

Netizens were righteous and indignant and denounced the injustice......