I. Chapter 189

"Little lady, what you said is too much, there are also your own brother and your cousin, if you scold them like this, aren't you afraid that they will be sad?" The corner of Wang Yang's eyes swept to a few people walking towards this side, not only did this thing remind Li Qingzhao, but also put on an attitude that I must reason with you.

"So what? …… Big brother, why are you here? After Li Qingzhao subconsciously replied, he raised his head as if he was conscious, and saw Li Yu and Li Zhen standing not far away with black lines on their faces, and couldn't help but spit out their clove tongue with some embarrassment.

"Your cousin just broke his foot, and I'll help him over to rest." Li Yu naturally didn't want to order water for his own sister-in-law, so after rolling his eyes, he helped Li Yu to sit next to Wang Yang.

"By the way, Brother Wushan, you don't really want our team to compete with those Keju clubs, right? If that's the case...... "Although Li Yu is very confident in the skills of himself and his cousin Li Yu, the competition does not only rely on individual combat effectiveness, but also relies on the strength of the team.

"Of course not now, but Wang wants to ask the two of you, if you have the opportunity to play, are you willing to participate, or are you willing to be a spectator?" Wang Yang looked at the two and said happily.

"Of course I was willing to participate, in the past, our brothers used to play with a few friends at most, in fact, who doesn't want to actually go on the field and do it?" Li Zhen said quickly.

"Brother Qing Junxian's words are very reasonable, and Gao is also very good at this Keju, but he mostly plays with friends, and often goes to watch Keju games, but he simply does not have the ability to get enough people to do a game." Gao Yu also walked over in a stinky sweat.

Fang just ran a few laps on the field, because it was winter, and he was wearing a lot of clothes, which made it easier to sweat.

Wang Yang subconsciously turned his head to look, ouch, Zhao Ji's goods continued to run on the field, and Liang Shicheng and Tong Guan were definitely protecting Zhao Ji's left and right wings, looking very loyal.

Well, it is not unreasonable that these two loyal dog eunuchs will be able to gain Zhao Ji's trust in the future. But the problem is that before these two, it seems that the Great Song Dynasty has never had a precedent for eunuchs to serve as foreign officials, that is, it must be Zhao Ji, the faint king, who started it.

This made Wang Daguan couldn't help but silently spit out a groove again, this product really deserved to be the famous faint monarch who buried the Great Song Dynasty in his hands.

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After everyone had a good time, they came to the living room of the Lingyun Club and sat down, roasted the fire, drank the steaming tea soup, and began to discuss it enthusiastically.

Seeing the appearance of these guys talking very much one by one, Wang Yang touched his head, and he asked these guys to come over not to let them play, but to pick out some Keju masters who are willing to play for Lingyun Club from among these people.

Wang Yang waited until everyone was quiet for a while, then got up and high-fived. "Ladies and gentlemen, I wonder if you are willing to join my Lingyun Club and participate in the competition between Lingyun Club and other Keju clubs in the future?"

"Me, and the two of them." Zhao Ji almost subconsciously got up, and then specially pointed his finger at Tong Guan and Liang Shicheng, who were steaming hotly on the door of his head, as well as Gao Yu.

"I don't know ...... two," Wang Yang asked with a smile as he looked at Li Yu and Li Ji.

After Li Yu and Li Yu glanced at each other, he nodded affirmatively. "The two of us are naturally fine, but we haven't cooperated with each other in the past, and if we play in a hurry, I'm afraid we won't even be able to deal with an ordinary Keju club."

"It's not a big deal." Wang Yang stood up and stood with his hands in his hands, his smile looking extremely calm and confident. "I wonder if you are willing to believe Wang?"

"Of course I do." Zhao Ji, who is a fan of Wang Yang, is still the one with the fastest mouth, and replied loudly without thinking.

And the others also nodded slowly, anyway, there is nothing to lose by nodding their heads, let's see what this guy wants to do first.

"If you can trust me Wang and are willing to follow Wang's guidance, then I believe that as long as you give me three months, the tacit understanding between you can far exceed those associations that have been practicing together for three years."

"In just half a year, you can become the hottest, invincible, and invincible team in Tokyo Bianliang......"

Wang Yang began to exert his power again, and Wang Da orator, who could plow the land with his tongue and plough the field with his three-inch tongue, began to fool this rabble with advanced skills but lack of cooperation foundation.

I have to admit that Wang Da orator does have a very good set, and what he relies on is not only lip service, but also the use of rice paper, painted graphics, and told the skeptical Keju masters present from a more three-dimensional perspective what is true cooperation.

The guards, central defenders, forwards, forwards, and wingers were lined up, and then Wang Yang spat and kept poking at the rice paper that was hung high with his fingers, explaining the origin of these names and their roles to the ruling class in these feudal societies.

Soon, everyone present widened their eyes, and one by two, like ignorant children in kindergarten, were brought into a brand-new, never-before-seen, ecstatic, and brand-new competitive world with Wang Yang's fingers.

Who can be an attacking striker, what kind of person can be a midfielder who can be responsible for interception, and which kind of person is suitable for playing as a playmaker midfielder, or a playmaking midfielder, or what kind of person can be a central defender.

Under Wang Yangnali's machine-gun-like mouth, the feudal dregs of the Great Song Dynasty learned the power of an excellent football coach in the new century.

Rao is Li Qingzhao, who only knows a little about Keju, and his heart is swaying, not to mention old drivers like Zhao Ji and Gao Yu who are deeply involved in Keju competition.

I even feel that every sentence of Wang Yang seems to be a sacred scripture of Keju, a wise saying. I can't wait to take out a small notebook and write down everything I heard.

And the Ling boss who always liked to talk crookedly in front of people about how I Ling was back then, grinned like a hippopotamus with a powder gun in his buttocks, puffed out his eyes, and tried to support his ears, as if he was afraid that he would miss a certain sentence or a certain word.

"Now, if you have any problems, if you feel that Wang's level is not enough for you to benefit from it, you can leave, but those who stay, I hope to be able to follow my plan, be strict with yourself, and train strictly according to my guidance."

"You guys, are you willing to work with Wang to make Lingyun Club a myth and monument in the history of Bianliang Keju in Tokyo of the Great Song Dynasty!" Wang Yang's eyes were like electricity, and he glanced at the hot-blooded young men who had been completely fooled by himself, their eyes lit up, their breathing was short, and they were angry and angry, and they said loudly.