In this wave after wave of discussions, wave after wave of discussion, Yang Biao was pushed to the cusp, if he can withstand the pressure and ride the wind, he will be able to leap into the dragon gate, gain fame and fortune, if he can't come up with a convincing performance in the future, it will suddenly be a monstrous wave, a storm, and he will be pressed to the ground and rubbed hard.

What awaits him will be a thousand fingers and a thousand scoldings.

Regardless of the wind and rain in the outside world, hiding in a small building to become a unity, Yang Biao and the members of the Shen Quilt team are methodically playing iron in the gym according to the training plan.

When everyone was practicing energetically, suddenly Yu Bao walked in with a happy face and waved his hand, "Everyone stop for a while, I have another great news to announce." ”

Looking at the puzzled people, Yu Bao bought enough passes, "The new national team players have been selected just now, congratulations to everyone, none of us have been selected, which proves that everyone has to work hard!" ”

"None of them were selected." What kind of good news is this, Shen was a little unacceptable to the players, and there was anger on his face, it was normal to say that they couldn't be selected for the national team, but Brother Biao had already been fried to this extent, and he couldn't be selected, what is this?

Yang Biao just smiled slightly, there was a kind of indifference of watching the clouds rise and fall, and the flowers fell, and then he had to continue exercising.

When announcing the news, Yu Bao stared at Yang Biao with dead eyes, wanting to see something from his eyes, face, and even body movements, he was disappointed, but it was disappointment that was his hope. Yang Biao's performance proves that his ability to resist blows is very strong, which is very important, after all, in the next national team competition, the competitive level is two or three grades higher than that of the middle league, and the enemy he faces is the bitter master of the national team.

If Yang Biao showed a look of disappointment and chagrin just now, Yu Bao would definitely do his ideological work and make him give up this call-up, after all, he is still young, and there will be a lot of opportunities in the future, and he can't destroy a good seedling because of the growth of seedlings.

But Yang Biao's indifference and general's demeanor made him very pleased, such a mental quality, even if he really did not perform well in the semifinals, he would definitely be able to rise again in the future. So the conversation changed. "It was just a joke just now, and now I solemnly announce that Yang Biao will be selected for this year's national team and will gather at the training base in Xianghe, Hebei the day after tomorrow.

"I knew that Brother Biao would definitely do it!" Everyone applauded, raised their arms and cheered, happy for Yang Biao.

"Brother Biao, such a big happy event, you have to treat you to dinner." Li Feng, who has always been Yang Biao's number one horse, joked.

Others also immediately entered the ranks of coaxing, after all, the current national team is fragrant, no matter how you perform, as long as you are selected, it represents the recognition of your strength, this is the biggest platform, in the future, you can be favored by the Super League team, and since then it will fly on the branch and become a phoenix, you must know that the Super League team has three or four hundred thousand even if it is a substitute a year? It is not the same as the current tens of thousands of dollars a year.

"Would you like to eat bread, please?" Yang Biao laughed and instructed everyone to continue exercising.

In the dead of night, everything was silent, Yang Biao, who was lying on the bed, looked carefully at the information in the system, this time he went to the Four Nations Tournament, only allowed to win, not defeated, and a defeat would delay his plan and disrupt the overall arrangement, after all, it was a race against time. There's no time to wait!

Name: Yang Biao

Nationality: Chinese

Reputation: 810,000 for black, 410 for blue; Cyan Prestige 5; Red reputation 2, purple reputation 0

Height: 181 cm, 83 kg

Speed: 15.8 seconds with the ball in 100 meters, average evaluation

Agility: 47 points, out of 100 points

Staying in the air: 51 points, out of 100 points

Dribbling ability: 47 points out of 100

Foot strength: 51 points out of 100

Smell in front of the door: 48 points, out of 100 points

Equipoise: 50

Soccer skills: Cheetah Smell, Full Moon Scimitar, all of which are disposable consumables

Star Card: None

Star Ability: None

Other feature cards: B-level star card for one chance to draw; C-level players have two chances to draw, and a bottle of resurrection potion with full blood; 2% Kante's defensive talent, 2% strength bonus.

Honors: None

Overall rating: 50 points, D-level player

The talent has increased from 45 points a month ago to 50 points, which is also a lot of progress, and what excites Yang Biao the most is that there are two red reputation points, which is a treasure! At the very least, you can draw two A-level star cards at will according to the situation, and they are 100% fused. For the semi-finals, I have a solid foundation in my heart.

For the semi-finals, no matter how good Yang Biao's psychological quality is and how strong his self-confidence is, he can't change the reality that the enemy is strong and I am weak, and the little Japan and the stick are not only at least one or two grades higher than the national football team in terms of skills and tactics, but also more than one or two points even at the spiritual level.

It seems that there has to be a complete plan.

On the third day, at half past four in the morning, when the teammates went downstairs to the dormitory and wanted to run to the Shenyang Workers' Gymnasium to exercise, they saw an unexpected but reasonable voice.

"Brother Biao, aren't you on the plane at nine o'clock in the morning? I thought you weren't going to exercise today. "The teammates are full of admiration, this is the big brother they want to take the lead.

In a collective, an organization, your strength is strong, does not mean that the brothers will obey you, maybe it will crowd you out, only the unity of virtue and strength can really be in a collective, an organization to say the same.

"Brothers! The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard, and besides, we are not even at the beginning, and there is still a long way to go! I hope you don't be fascinated by the little results you have achieved in front of you, and I hope you will continue to work hard under the leadership of the coach during the time I went to the training camp! Walk! ”

After speaking, he sang the song and ran out first.

The rest of the team members are in high spirits, even such a good person as Brother Biao works so hard, do we still have a reason not to work hard?

Yu Bao followed behind, looking at this group of energetic young men, especially Yang Biao who was running on it, and clenched his fists tightly.

"Don't worry, in your absence, I will only discipline these boys more severely!"

Yang Biao exercised until half past seven, finished breakfast with the players, sat in a business car specially sent by the team, and waved goodbye to the teammates who came to see him off, "Brothers, I believe that in the near future, many of us will meet in Xianghe." After saying that, he pulled the car door in a chic manner, and the car roared away.

The team members clenched their fists one by one, their eyes were full of ambition, and the hard work in their hearts was growing wildly.

"This kid, don't forget to sensationalize before leaving." Yu Bao looked pleased.

"What else to see, the future national football team, go back to the iron." Yu Bao's voice roared as if driving sheep, causing a burst of cheers.