61 Team Boss (Request for Support)

He is like a historian who records the actual situation, and since he has decided to have a comprehensive understanding of Yang Biao, he has devoted 200 percent of his energy to staring at Yang Biao's every move.

After Yang Biao kicked the ball to the front court with a big flying foot, he quietly ran back to the backcourt of the North Korean team when everyone focused their attention on the backcourt of the North Korean team.

His ubiquitous sense of position is terrifying, but the tenacious drive to run the whole court as long as there is a glimmer of opportunity makes opponents desperate.

Inoue Haruta made an evaluation of Yang Biao's spiritual traits in this attack, working hard to be powerless, and fighting hard to move himself.

The small table on the ground saw Yang Biao shoot the ball into the net, although a little annoyed, why it was not himself who scored this goal, but he was still very happy, after all, he scored the ball and grasped the initiative of the game, and was about to get up to congratulate Yang Biao, suddenly a pair of big hands appeared in front of his eyes, raised his eyes, I don't know when Yang Biao had walked to his side, I saw Yang Biao's eyes like stars in the sky, as if he could guide him in the direction of the lost, his eyes were full of encouragement and appreciation.

For a lonely person, it should be encouraged and cared for, rather than insulting and whipping at every turn, destroying his dignity, so that if it exceeds the level of his heart, it will only backfire, and the biggest responsibility for the failure at Manchester United is the small table, but Ferguson's fiery personality and extremely tough desire to control are also a factor in ruining the small table.

Platini is the king in the shadows, but his big brother on the court, the fake benevolence and false righteousness are extremely skillful, if it weren't for Yang Biao incarnated as him, he wouldn't know that he was actually acting in his heart, this is a person who even lied to himself, Yang Biao felt a chill.

Buying people's hearts, fake benevolence and false righteousness He does play more smoothly than Yang Biao, and he knows how to buy people's hearts and control the direction of public opinion on the court, this person is indeed a natural politician. Because the next action is simply a cock-bursting operation.

After Yang Biao pulled up the small table, he naturally hung his hand on his shoulder, and did not celebrate wildly, but walked towards the direction of the stands with only twenty or thirty Chinese fans, and at the same time continued to recruit the players who rushed up behind.

After everyone arrived, Yang Biao roared, "Please let us thank our cutest fans!" After saying that, with a wave of their hands, all the players bowed deeply to the twenty or thirty fans on the field with solemn faces.

Although this bow was done before the game, but it was not as shocking as it is now, like an ordinary person saying hello to you, you may not have any reaction, if Li Ka-shing or Ma Yun wants you to say hello, you will definitely be shocked, very moved, in the opening 12 minutes, scored two goals against the third-ranked North Korean team in East Asia, and the current Chinese team made this move, which is more convincing.

Their actions made the fans in the stands have an urge to cry, they look forward to the stars, chase the moon, and finally wait for this day, suddenly, they feel that the years of waiting are not in vain, they are extremely glad to come here to watch the game this time, because they are about to witness a game that is enough to go down in the history of Chinese football, as well as the group of young people who subvert the previous image of the national pig.

The Chinese fans in the stands all stood up spontaneously, bowed deeply to the team that had never given up in their hearts, and then sang loudly, "Get up, people who don't want to be slaves, cast our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall。。。。。 ”

Although there were only twenty or thirty people, the roar of the loudspeaker was no less than that of the Japanese fans who were making a loud noise.

A little red in the blue bushes, and this red is the crown in the green leaves, dazzling, unforgettable, they are extremely proud, extremely proud, for the first time proud to have a national pig, they can finally raise their proud heads in a foreign stadium, loudly tell the world, we are the fans of the Chinese team, not as before, after every game, have to dodge, succumb to the contempt of other fans.

The fans who were on the TV all over the country had the urge to burst into tears at this moment, and for the first time felt that this group of national pigs was right for the national flag.

"Boss, give me a blue belt on each stage, I'll treat you." A local tyrant who has been chasing national pigs for many years took the stage and shouted, then raised the wine glass in his hand to the TV screen, and shouted, "National pigs, I respect you!" ”

The audience responded, picked up the wine glass in his hand, and responded loudly.

"I respect you!"

Lao Zhu, who was already ready to lurk, was destroyed by this sudden happiness and pretended to be forced for a long time, with a violent roar, raising his hands high, the old man chatted about juvenile madness, rushed into the bench, took a leap, and threw his body out.

The substitute player and the coaching team were startled and hurriedly reached out to pick him up.

"What is as steady as Mount Tai, the waves are not alarmed, go to him, Lao Tzu is to celebrate, to release! How many years, how many years? The old man asked himself, at this moment he dreamed of returning to the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty.

Huang Jianxiang of the imperial court station has witty words.

"This goal is beautiful, it is clean, it has set off a young storm of this national football team, if this is a storm, I want to call out loudly, let the storm come more fiercely"

At this moment, Huang Jianxiang turned into a super orator, and his partner Wu Hang was stunned by his infectious language, maybe this is the distance between me and Brother Xiang.

Brother Biao at the scene, the first black Li Wu, sat on the chair in a daze, with a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, and a voice kept echoing in his ears, "There are people in the world who slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, lie to me, how to deal with it?" Just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, respect him, ignore him, and then you will watch him after the Four Nations Match. ”

That confident face covered his thoughts like a canopy.

"Impossible, there is still a chance, there is still a chance, this is luck, luck!"

The North Korean team still has a lot of chances, the time is still very long, the process is not important, the important thing is the result, as long as the North Korean team wins in the end, Yang Biao's declaration of war on me is a joke, a big joke.

Thinking of the end, Li Wu actually let out a stupid laugh, which was creepy.

Respecting each other is like a guest, which is the current scene, the fans love the players, and the players respect the fans, a miracle phenomenon of Chinese football.

This scene was also quoted by many domestic and foreign media after the game, and articles were written about the flower group show, which is a later story, not mentioned for the time being.

Just when everyone thought that the Chinese team members would celebrate wildly after bowing to the fans, an unexpected scene suddenly appeared.

I saw Yang Biao walk to the small table step by step, his expression was extremely solemn, and then slowly knelt on one knee.