Zhang Yang kept looking at the fans' messages, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the game.

After a while, he remembered to continue the fortune telling.

The tea was lifted again.

Pictures come to mind --

Chelsea's attack failed.

Paris Saint-Germain took goal kicks and frequently fell in the middle of the field.

Continuous scrambling in the midfield.

Chelsea counter-attacked with a quick pass to goal.

Chelsea's corner.

Then came Chelsea's goal, the little man with the brains, it was Kezman!? Yes, that's him!

Zhang Yang couldn't help grinning, and he quickly typed a line of words--

"#巴黎圣日耳曼VS切尔西#

The time has finally come for Chelsea to score, and just after a stormy attack, so will the goal as the foot ball comes!

The hero will be...... Kezman! ”

Send!

Finish!

As soon as Zhang Yang looked up, he heard the argument in the front row.

'Chelsea will be hard to score! I can guarantee it! Saint-Germain are solid defensively and they won't give Chelsea a chance! ”

'Not necessarily, I think Chelsea still have a chance!'

"What chance is there?"

"Remember that we are the media, and the media should speak from a neutral point of view! You have to look at the situation, Chelsea are playing poorly at the moment......

Zhang Yang looked over with the voice, it was a slightly obese guy, constantly dragging his feet in English.

It should be French, at least English is not a native language.

Andy said, "That's Bertrand de la Noe, a cocky guy who works for France Football magazine. ”

"France Football magazine? No wonder. ”

Publicity.

France Football is one of the most influential football magazines in Europe, a partner of the European Ballon d'Or and the official media for the annual Ballon d'Or.

This shows the influence of France Football.

As a reporter for France Football, Bertrand is understandably arrogant when commenting on the game in front of his peers.

Several British journalists were indignant.

They actually wanted to refute Bertrand, but Chelsea's performance was indeed a little poor, the wave of attacks just now failed again, and they didn't even create a little threat, and they didn't have the confidence to refute it.

Zhang Yang laughed out loud and said, "Mr. Delanoe, I think Chelsea will score first, and it's going to be in." ”

"Oh?"

Bertrand didn't expect someone to refute him, he turned his head to see a young Asian face, and immediately pursed the corners of his mouth, "You're also here for an interview?" It can't be playing with my brother, right? ”

Everyone around looked at it.

Zhang Yang is only twenty-two years old, and he looks a little young, and some people may believe that he is eighteen years old.

Zhang Yang was not in the mood to listen to others discuss his age, he stood up with a cold face and looked around, and said word by word in French, "Is this the demeanor of your French journalists?" In the face of doubt, do you want to insult the other party first? To show that your words are correct? I see, I've seen it today. ”

Suddenly, French journalists were dissatisfied with Bertrand.

In front of so many media peers, if it is really rumored that 'French journalists have no grace', 'insult each other first in the face of doubt', or similar remarks, the overall image of the French media will be damaged, and they may also be excluded by their peers when they go to other countries for interviews in the future.

Bertrand was a little embarrassed.

He didn't expect this Asian boy to speak so sharply, and he was also proficient in French, and that tone even made people suspect that he was an orthodox Frenchman, so he could only snort coldly and corrected, "I'm just questioning whether you are the reporter who came to interview." ”

Andy immediately stood up and said, "Zhang is my colleague. ”

It turned out to be a reporter for BBC TV in the UK!

The peers around him suddenly became interested. Media companies are divided into 369 and so on, and media reporters are also divided into 369 and so on, and one of the influencing levels is fame, and famous reporters will be more authoritative, if there is no special fame, then it depends on the media company represented.

BBC TV is one of the big media in Europe, and it is a comprehensive media that includes TV station business and network business, and the influence of European football is not worse than that of "French Football".

Bertrand doesn't have an advantage in terms of background.

Finding that the Asian kid in front of him was qualified to talk to him on an equal footing, Bertrand immediately paid attention to it, he recalled what he had just said, and asked sharply, "You just said that Chelsea will score goals soon?" That's your point? ”

"That's right."

Zhang Yang's reply was very affirmative.

Bertrand smiled disdainfully and didacticly, "It's good for young people to want to be in the limelight, but you have to know that the analysis of football matches requires more experience. I dare say Chelsea won't be able to score in a short period of time......"

"Are you sure?" Zhang Yang asked interruptedly.

"Pretty sure!"

"Well, don't you have the guts to gamble!"

"Bet on what?"

Zhang Yang pursed the corners of his lips and smiled, "I said Chelsea would score, and soon, within five minutes. Your opinion must be diametrically opposed, so let's take a gamble, if I win, you have to apologize to me in public on a public publicity platform. ”

"Yes."

Bertrand agreed without hesitation, and then immediately asked, "What if I win?" ”

"Whatever you want."

"Okay." Bertrand laughed, "Just strip naked and run off the pitch at the end of the game." I believe in the integrity of BBC TV journalists! ”

Many French journalists laughed.

Zhang Yang was about to agree, but Andy pulled him, but he still squinted his eyes slightly and continued, "Okay, that's it." I think there are so many people in it, and the old reporters of France Football will not be ruined! ”

Zhang Yang sarcastically mocked Bertrand, still a little annoyed in his heart.

Doing what Bertrand said would not be a humiliation to himself, but would also be humiliated by the BBC television in the UK, and his work would be over.

Thankfully, Zhang Yang was sure Chelsea could score.

Andy next to him was not confident, Zhang Yang had been using French just now, but he also listened to it, he felt that the matter was too big, and hurriedly said anxiously, "Why did you agree to that condition!" Even if Chelsea didn't score, you wouldn't do that, would you? ”

Zhang Yang smiled, "Don't worry, Andy, watch the game with peace of mind." ”

"How does this give me peace of mind? Do you really think Chelsea can score? Andy's expression was a little complimentary, he was worried about this matter, no matter how he thought about it, it was very bad for Shen Yang.

"He'll regret it right away."

Zhang Yang said a word, sat down calmly, and watched the game again.

He didn't seem to take things to heart.

What happened to be interesting was Bertrand taking out his watch and showing it to the people around him, and then kept looking at the time, occasionally glancing at Zhang Yang.

Quite a few people do the same thing as him.

They were all looking forward to the situation in five minutes, when the Asian kid would admit it?

If he doesn't admit it, all the reporters present will be reporters, and with the help of this incident, he will definitely lose his job, and he will definitely not be able to get along in the media industry at that time, whether he admits it or not, the result will be the same.

A lot of people think so.

Their eyes were filled with schadenfreude.

Hardly anyone on the pitch thought about Chelsea scoring in a short period of time.

So far in the game, Chelsea have really been a little worse, with PSG defending tightly and having some advantages overall.

How could Chelsea score in such a situation?

But soon things changed.

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In football, anything can happen.

When Chelsea unleashed a smooth counter-attack, the tide turned around.

This wave of offensive continues!

After a fast break, the ball was kicked off the touchline and after two passes from the touchline, Chelsea midfielder Frank Lampard got up to shoot but was blocked by a defender and Chelsea were awarded a corner.

Chelsea full-back Joe Cole takes a corner!

The ball was not high enough and flew almost above the head, but neither team had a chance to grab it at the front point, and the penalty area suddenly became chaotic.

"Look at this time...... This ball ......" With the shouts of the on-site commentators, a gripping moment also happened at this moment.

A small striker flanked from behind and hit the ball with his head!

Rush to the top!

The inhalation of the fans at the scene can be heard clearly!

The next moment, the football squeezed through the gap, and I saw that it had fallen into the goal!