"What's going on? The Chinese stood up from the bench, as if arguing with Grecel about something? Is he unhappy with the manager's decision-making? This is not a good sign. Milk's tone changed from doubtful to serious, although the manager of the Spanish team is not as powerful as the Premier League, but it is not something that players can question in public, and no one will like such a player in any league.

"No, no, no," Ugo suddenly laughed heartily, "he wants to play, it must be, hahaha, I know this kid is the same kind of person as me, okay, I've decided, as long as he scores nine goals this season, I'll be his fan." ”

The audience who was watching the live broadcast couldn't help but think of Ugo's crazy past and couldn't help laughing.

This guy is not an ordinary lawlessness, the head coach who was fired by Valencia because of his disagreement with him was not one or two, and he was on the entertainment news more often than on the sports news, and it was too childish to ask the coach to change his appearance.

"Xiaoyu, what is Ayang doing? Blatantly falling out with the manager? Don't want a career? Mei Yun is a high-level intellectual, and she doesn't help her relatives in any situation, "That's how I taught him?" ”

"Mom, don't worry, you don't know what kind of character Ah Yang has, when he is not sure, he is very low-key, more cowardly than anyone else, and when he is sure, he is more arrogant than anyone else, he must be full of confidence if he dares to do this," Chu Yu snickered, "This stinky boy is going to do something again." ”

Mei Yun sighed secretly and said, "Okay, let him make trouble, it's better not to play football, it's tiring and dangerous, it's better to go back to learn music with me." ”

"Yes, yes, mom is right," Chu Yu nodded, and the words he said were ruthless by Mei Yun, "If you don't score a goal, catch him back, and if you dare to touch the football again, you will break his leg." ”

Grecel's reason overcame emotion, and Chu Yang got on the field as he wished, leaving him only twenty minutes.

He was replaced by Adrian, who had been inactive for the whole game.

"Chu," Mo Ya ran over to meet Chu Yang, "do you see their two central defenders?" ”

"Sixths and fours?" The devil knows what they're called.

"That's right, No. 6 is defending Adrian, and he should be defending you later, No. 4 has already carried a yellow card, and he doesn't dare to make big moves in the penalty area, and I have a great grasp of breaking through him, so I will focus on dealing with him in the next time." There wasn't much time, Moya spoke quickly, but his thoughts were clear.

He didn't say that you were responsible for leading the way to No. 6 or paying attention to my pass or anything like that, because he knew that Chu Yang understood these things, better than him.

Chu Yang made an OK gesture with his left hand, patted Mo Ya's shoulder with his right hand, and said, "Don't worry, Sesk, there are still twenty minutes." ”

"Okay," Mo Ya looked at Chu Yang, nodded, and said seriously, "Chu, it's up to you, let's kill La Liga together, and let those guys who look down on us take a look." ”

"Your brain is flying faster than me, and you want to go to La Liga," Chu Yang said, "Let's win this game first." ”

The sideline ball had already been opened, and they didn't have time to communicate anymore, Chu Yang ran directly to the front court, and the opponent's No. 6 was really posted immediately.

"Hey, Chinese boy, I heard you're from La Liga?"

Nima, Lao Tzu is twenty years old, and he is still a boy, is he sick?

Chu Yang secretly complained and responded, "Who did you listen to?" ”

"Well, they all say that." No. 6 actually wanted to tease him about Chu Yang being sold to the lower league, and it would be better to let Chu Yang start beating people.

"Oh, brother, you have been deceived," Chu Yang approached him and said in a low voice, "Actually, I play table tennis, table tennis, you know?" ”

"Oh, of course I know, my grandmother is a table tennis fan, and your Chinese table tennis is very good," No. 6 is also a heartless person, "but football is not good, listen to me, brother, you better go back to play table tennis." ”

"No, no, you don't understand, there is a saying in China, no one can win Chinese football, no one can win Chinese table tennis, I just changed careers because no one can win, there are too many big devils in Chinese table tennis."

"What? The Great Demon King? ”

"You don't even know the Great Demon King? You must have heard of Satan, right? ”

The others were playing nervously, but the two wonders chatted happily and hated each other.

"What are the two of them doing? To spewing trash talk? Psychological tactics? ”

"It must be, the mentality of the young players is not good, the Chinese boys should be careful, they can't let the cunning Ibaka succeed."

"They won't fight, I heard that Chinese boys know Chinese kung fu, and Ibaka will have his leg broken."

Ibaka, who was "talking trash talk" with Chu Yang, was about to ask in detail what the Great Demon King was, but found that Chu Yang suddenly turned around and ran towards the forbidden area.

Moya received a pass from left midfielder Banderas, and completed a one-two with another midfielder, Lucio, and rushed to the penalty area, and Chu Yang had come to the goal to answer.

"Hey, Ping Pong Boy, you can't run away, I'm here." Ibaka followed Chu Yang like a shadow.

Moya looked up and made a pass, the opponent's dragged midfielder quickly stretched out his foot to block, Moya dodged his interception with a light buckle, and went into the penalty area, and Ameari's No. 4 quickly blocked in front of him.

"Beautiful fake fax, Sesk's skills are getting more and more proficient, I heard that many La Liga teams have made offers to him, I don't know if it's true, but I want to say that Sesk should go to a higher league, he shouldn't waste his time in La Liga, well, I mean he should take Valencia to La Liga, that's his stage."

"Now there is a No. 9 striker from China in the penalty area, Lucio is ready to pick him up behind Sesque, Banderas and Garcia are also inserted into the box from both sides, Sesk is making feints, beautiful feet are shaking, but the defenders are very experienced, he is not rushing up, but slowly retreating......" Milk's words were fast, and words came out like machine guns.

Moya, who was pedaling a bicycle, saw that he couldn't shake off No. 4, and suddenly stopped, and No. 4 was waiting for this moment, and quickly stepped out the moment he stopped.

The referee is not far away, and No. 4, who already has a yellow card on his body, does not dare to make other dangerous moves, and this grab can't be cleaner.

It's just that his clean kick is empty, and the ball has been gently pushed out by Moya's outer instep.

After passing the ball, Mo Ya swept past No. 4, and Yu Guang saw that Chu Yang had stepped forward to catch the ball one step ahead.

Pretty! Man, now pass the ball back. Moya shouted in her heart.

"Sesk didn't take it, he passed the ball out, Chu received the ball, they wanted to make a two-one."

"Hit the wall and cooperate! Ibaka, stop him! The goalkeeper of Ameari shouted and pointed at Moya.

Mo Ya had completely shaken off the No. 4 and faced the goalkeeper, and in front of him on the left was Chu Yang, who received the ball sideways towards the goal.

There is still an Ibaka between Chu Yang and the goalkeeper, everyone knows that Chu Yang will knock the ball horizontally in front of the goal next, all Moya has to do is to find an angle to shoot and shoot the ball into the goal from a place where the goalkeeper can't reach.

Chu Yang looked like he was going to do the same, he looked up at Mo Ya, as if a simple and comfortable touch to the earth would come out in the next second.

That's what Milk, that's what Ugo thinks, that's what Grecel thinks, that's what Brady thinks, that's what Moya thinks, that's what everybody thinks.

This everyone naturally included Ibaka, so he rushed out quickly when Chu Yang's feet just moved, and slid through the passing path between Chu Yang and Moya with a lot of energy.

Then shoveled into the air.

"Chu Yang biography...... Oh! Clever Ibaka, he predicted the right ...... Wait a minute! What about balls? ”

The ball is lying quietly in the goal.

Chu Yang didn't pass the ball, he didn't even stand still, and with a slight shake of his ankle, he turned sideways and pushed the ball into the goal

The only defender, Serge Ibaka, was deceived by his move to look up at Moya and made a clean tackle that he thought was smart, while the others were drawn to Ibaka's textbook-like tackle, and even the goalkeeper focused on Moya.

"In the past, Ronaldinho didn't look at people to pass the ball, and now there is Chuyang who doesn't look at the goal to shoot, bah, it's not right!"

Chu Yang rushed to the stand where his mother and sister were the moment the ball was kicked out, and he didn't look at the goal from beginning to end, even after shooting.

Real men never look back at explosions, and good strikers never look back at goal.