green waist king

Chapter 39

Obviously had the advantage, but failed to win the game, which made Bielsa angry.

So in the press conference after the game, the old man directly bombarded Brighton's head coach Chris Hughton, saying that this was an insult to the great sport of football.

Chris Hughton on the side smiled and said that placing the bus is also part of football tactics, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with it!
Seeing this guy's proud look, Bielsa almost didn't go up and tear him up, it's so shameless!

When Mo Yang returned home, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and Pere hadn't rested yet, but was sitting in the living room talking and laughing on the phone.

【Ding! 】

[Complete the first achievement mission 'Conquer': gain +5 skill points]

Back in the room, Mo Yang turned on the system and heard the prompt that the task was completed.

Mo Yang was a little surprised. He failed to win the game today. He always thought that the two tasks would not be completed, but he did not expect the achievement task to be completed.

Click on the character attribute panel, and add five skill points to the physical attributes without hesitation.

Overall rating: 70 [professional level] [new! 】

Speed: 78
Shots: 46
Passes: 89
Dribbling: 85
Agility: 80
Defense: 44
Any: 45
Body: 69 (new! +5)

Physical fitness: 68
Field of view: 91
Ball feel: 100
Talent: Absolute sense of the ball, concentrated burst, S-level flexibility

Left foot: ★★★★★
Right foot: ★★★★★
[Skill Points: 0]

[Congratulations to the host for becoming a professional player and officially entering his career as a professional player. 】

【Ding dong! 】

[The system mall has started updating!There are surprises! 】

[Update time: 24 hours! 】

Just after adding the points, he was about to open the system mall to check his mood points, when the character attribute panel suddenly flickered a few times, and then Mo Yang saw that his level on the panel had changed to 'professional player! '

Before he had time to be happy, he heard a series of notification sounds from the system.

Immediately afterwards, the system automatically shut down, which made Mo Yang stunned for a while, looking forward to the so-called surprise after the system update.

After changing his clothes, he was about to take a rest when Pere suddenly knocked on the door and walked in with a look of excitement on his face.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yang smiled slightly.

"I have two good news for you! Do you want to hear that?" Pere smiled mysteriously.

"Yang, you're lucky!" Before Mo Yang could speak, Pere, who seemed very excited, spoke first, "Your national TV station contacted me and wanted to interview you!"

"National TV station?" Mo Yang blinked, "Which station are you talking about, Pere?"

Confused, Pere asked back: "Do you have many TV stations in your country? It seems to be CCTV5!"

"That's the sports channel!" Mo Yang frowned and nodded, but he didn't feel very happy.

On the contrary, he is still a little annoying. If he accepts an interview, it will definitely delay his training.

When Pere saw Mo Yang frowning, how could he not know what the little guy was thinking.

"Oh! Dude, you don't have a grudge against money!" Pere said, "Once you become famous in China, there will be many companies looking for your endorsement. Trust me, the endorsement fee will be your current weekly salary. Countless times!"

"Okay! I'll accept the interview!" When it comes to money, Mo Yang succumbs. It's true that without money, he still wants to hire a professional personal training team!
"By the way, the personal trainer I asked you to find for me has any results?" Thinking of this, Mo Yang asked, he had been waiting for more than half a month.

"This is another piece of good news!" Mentioning this, Pere suddenly smiled a bit meanly, "I'll find you a very good personal trainer, she basically meets your requirements, but she won't be able to return to England until next month. "

"Really!" Mo Yang's tired eyes widened instantly.

……

At 8 o'clock the next morning, "Shudu Renjia Xiaoguan" on Chunxi Road, Jinjiang District, Chengdu.

The shop is neither big nor small, and the back kitchen is almost [-] square meters. The decoration is antique, it is simply an ancient inn.

This store is a small restaurant run by Mo Yang's parents. Although it is a restaurant, it sells everything, including all kinds of Sichuan and Shu specialty snacks.

Over the years, relying on Mo Xiangdong's unique culinary skills, the reputation of their restaurant has grown.

From the very beginning of a roadside stall, to a small shop of tens of square meters, and now to this large shop bought a few years ago, the business is getting bigger and bigger.

At this time, the store was crowded with people, and some customers didn't even have a place to sit, so they just stood and ate with their bowls in their hands.

At the checkout counter at the door, Zheng Lili was so busy that she had to cash in while feeding her three-year-old daughter.

"It's pot pot!"

"It's pot pot, Ma Ma!"

Zheng Lili was busy collecting money, but suddenly she heard her greasy-faced daughter pointing at a table not far from the counter and screaming childishly.

After finding the money for the customer, I followed my daughter's chubby hand curiously, and saw a few college students at the table looking at their mobile phones.

From her angle, she could just see the screen, and the person in the video was Mo Yang.

"Damn it, this oxtail in the air is amazing! It's so beautiful!"

"You guys got it too? This kid seems to be our Sichuan baby!"

"Looking back, that corner kick went straight to the goal. The arc was even more exaggerated than that kick of the heartthrob Bei Shuai. It made me climax!"

Gradually, voices of discussion came from time to time in the store.

Zheng Lili looked around and found that many guests were watching this video collection.

So she hurriedly took out her phone and downloaded Douyin, opened it, and found Mo Yang's video highlights on the field without waiting for her to search.

When Zheng Lili saw the shocking scene of tens of thousands of people cheering Mo Yang at the Elland Road Stadium, she thought of Mo Yang's stubborn appearance when he was a child and refused to let go of the ball when he was whipped with a stick. Zheng Lili's eyes turned red for a while !
……

Shanghai Harbor Football Club, today's training has not yet started, but Wu Lei has already appeared on the training ground early and is practicing shooting.

After practicing for a while, Yan Junling trotted over, turned the phone in his hand over, and panted, "Wu Lei! Have you checked yet?!"

"Swipe what?" Wu Lei was at a loss. He stopped curiously and took the phone to look at it. After this look, he could no longer take his eyes away, and his face gradually became shocked.

"What do you think, what level is this guy!" Seeing Wu Lei's ghostly expression, Yan Junling asked with a smile, knowingly asking.

"We are not qualified to criticize others!" Five minutes later, Wu Lei smiled and returned the phone to Yan Junling, then turned and left the training ground.

Walking on the road, Wu Lei's mind is full of Mo Yang's precise kick after kick, and that gorgeous and agile footwork technique.

Seeing the shocking scene of Moyang being called by tens of thousands of people, Wu Lei's blood boiled. At this moment, his idea of ​​going to Europe to play football was stronger than ever.

……

In the cafeteria of Sichuan University, after breakfast, Bai Lele, who was wearing shorts for children, sat upright at the entrance of the cafeteria with her legs crossed and a toothpick in her mouth. She held up her mobile phone to take pictures of the beauties who came in and out of the cafeteria from time to time, turning a blind eye to those contemptuous looks.

Under Chen He's instigation, this guy recently played a live broadcast, but the content of the live broadcast was the beauties on campus, which ran counter to Chen He's suggestion.

"Hey! Why is it stuck!"

As soon as she found a pretty girl, Bai Lele lifted up her phone and found that it was stuck.

"I think he's an immortal, what kind of broken phone is this!" Bai Lele patted the phone, and suddenly found that it was not working again.

"Damn it! Why are there so many people!" Bai Lele was shocked when he saw that the live broadcast room suddenly changed from tens of thousands of people to nearly 20 people.

Although Chen He had attracted him a few times in the live broadcast a few days ago, he simply couldn't keep people as a rookie. These tens of thousands of people were only retained by his funny personality and wretched game style.

"Anchor, I heard you know Mo Yang?"

"Why do you call Yang Ge Han Wazi?"

"Is he really stupid?"

"What does the anchor mean by going to Moyang to eat chicken together!"

"Anchor, did Mo Yang really catch crabs with little sparrows when he was a child?"

"..."

"What a fat thing!" Bai Lele was dumbfounded looking at the dense barrage on the phone.

An hour later, Bai Lele figured out the cause and effect.

It turned out that Yang Wu had broadcast a highlight of Mo Yang's match in the British Championship last night. After one night, this video highlight was quickly fermented, and was reposted by major domestic media and video sites, and swept the country this morning.

Some time ago, he had a fight with Mo Yang over eating chicken, and the supernatural netizen picked it up, and followed the clues to find the live broadcast room.

Stupidly watching the attention break through 20 in an instant and continue to rise, Bai Lele couldn't laugh or cry, what is this?
Hanwazi became famous, and he became a direct beneficiary. From a small anchor with more than 20 followers, he quickly became a big anchor with more than [-] followers.

(End of this chapter)