Chapter 20 Declaration on the Future of Chinese Football

Most of the players of the Shenhua team couldn't imagine that Adridge would lose the game when victory was in sight, and he lost to a fifth- or sixth-tier player who didn't know where he came out of that Shangada, and his face suddenly turned red, thinking that Adridge would kneel down and call grandpa, and he couldn't wait to drill a crack in the ground.

"I lost, I would have lost, I would have lost to an unknown player in China." Adridge was dejected, and the whole person stayed there, his eyes blank and extremely confused. He still doesn't know where he lost.

Carnival and silence formed two heavens of ice and fire, he had already closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at Yang Biao's downfall, Yu Bao heard the cheers that came, sighed secretly, and wanted to comfort Yang Biao, but after opening his eyes, he found that the painting style was completely unequal to his imagination, and the blind man could see that Yang Biao had won the victory at this time, so he hurriedly grabbed the assistant coach Wu Ning next to him and asked what was going on.

"I see!" Listening to Wu Ning's explanation, Yu Bao nodded secretly, "It seems that I still underestimate him!" "Never give up, good job!

After the carnival, Yang Biao slowly walked to Adridge, who was still in a sluggish state, and everyone was suddenly silent, with great pleasure, they all wanted to see how Yang Biao humiliated Adridge.

"Do you know why you lost and why I won?" Yang Biao's voice was low, and his figure was as tall as a pine.

Adridge nodded, shook his head again, he was ready to kneel down and be humiliated, but he didn't expect Yang Biao to answer a question, he couldn't help but be a little strange, of course he knew why he lost, he lost in the carelessness of the enemy, but how could Yang Biao win, this is a very complicated problem. After some trade-offs, he did not choose to respond verbally, but reacted with actions.

Yang Biao didn't pay attention to Adridge's answer, because his answer was meaningless to him, he just wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity, this rare platform, to pretend to be a good force and brush up on a wave of prestige.

"Do you know why he lost and why I won?" Yang Biao asked another question to the two or three hundred onlookers.

"I know that he lost because he underestimated the enemy, and you won because your skill level was not bad, and you knew his hole cards, but he didn't know anything about you, and he lost the opportunity, so he lost." Wang Dagongzi was like a good student, he was the first to speak, and what he said was more pertinent.

"He lost because he was stupid." A few fans who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic responded loudly, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.

"I think his loss is of course careless, but more importantly, your never-say-die spirit, if you don't have a probability of only 1 in 100 million to win, desperately chasing back, I don't think there will be a reversal later."

A woman with long flowing hair, some foreign mixed-race genes, and an otherworldly temperament analyzed it very seriously in Mandarin with a Hong Kong accent.

Yang Biao did not have any emotional changes because of the woman's beauty, smiled at her slightly, and then pressed the noisy scene with both hands.

"This beauty said very well, the reason why I can win is not that my ability is stronger than him, but that I have a heart that never gives up, the spirit of never giving up, I know that the current national football team has brought you too much damage, but please believe that this is only a temporary trough, just like the moment I was shaken down just now, but as long as we stand up and can stand up, victory will eventually belong to us!" Yang Biao's eyes were extremely determined.

"Smack!" A reporter captured the scene with great accuracy. This scene was also known as the declaration of the future of Chinese football in later generations, and it has a pivotal position in the history of Chinese football development, and this original photo was auctioned for a sky-high price of one million yuan in 2021.

"Well said!" Feng Zhiliang of the Shenhua team and several other national football players applauded desperately there, their faces flushed with excitement, and their favorability towards Yang Biao surged, and they secretly thought in their hearts, this kid is too good. After all, in the current environment, there are still those who have the courage to shout such words, either fools or madmen.

"Grandson, kneel down and call grandpa!" Yang Biao didn't intend to let Aldridge go.

In his world, the pursuit is to exterminate everything, not to be hypocritical.

"Call Grandpa!"

"Call Grandpa!"

"Call Grandpa!"

The onlookers were excited, this is a great victory!

Adridge's face was white for a while, black for a while, his expression changed, and under Yang Biao's cold gaze, he knew that he couldn't pass this level.

So he knelt down quickly and called grandpa three times very quickly. After standing up, his face was full of shame, but in an instant, as if he remembered something, he stared at the goldfish eyes with the size of a copper bell, and laughed. Laughing so wildly, so happy.

The Chinese people standing next to him were taken aback, and hurriedly retreated, staying away from him, knowing that it is not illegal to beat people with neuropathy.

"This garbage doesn't get irritated, does it?" Wang Dagongzi shouted and retreated to Yang Biao's side, only here did he feel safe.

"You can only play prestige here, daydream, although I have been humiliated by you, but tomorrow I will still be the strongest foreign aid, with an annual salary of millions of dollars, and you, what, I'm afraid that I don't even have 10,000 a month now, and your monthly salary is not enough for me to eat a meal."

I have to say that Adridge's words really hit the pain point of Shen Bei's players, and everyone fell to the bottom in an instant from the carnival. The ignorance of the future makes everyone feel a little depressed.

Feeling the change in everyone's mood, Yang Biao also laughed, not only did not feel decadent and annoyed by Adridge's words, but had a high-spirited fighting spirit to strive for the top.

"Grandson, your grandfather is a member of the Shen Hou team in the Chinese League, since you are so awesome, I will make another bet with you, I don't know if you dare?"

"What am I afraid of, what do you want to bet?" Adridge is now a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and his face has been lost, so there is nothing to scruple about.

"Didn't you say you're awesome? I think you're not convinced now, why don't we bet on the result of our promotion to the Super League next season, and if I win, you have to kneel down in front of all the fans and call me three times after the game, and if I lose, the same, how? ”

Adridge rolled his eyes and readily agreed to the request. Then he turned his head and walked away without looking back.