green waist king

Chapter 546 The Unusual Moyang!
On August 8, at 19 pm local time in England, Anfield was brightly lit, and more than 7 fans had begun to enter the stadium one after another.

"Walk on, walk on!"

"With hope in your heart!"

"..."

"You'll never walk alone!"

"..."

"With hope in your heart!"

"And you'll never walk alone!"

"You'll never walk alone!"

"..."

After these Red Army fans entered the stadium, some raised their red Liverpool scarves and sang as they walked, while some carried large flags and sang the Liverpool team song "You'll never walk alone".

These songs resounded in all the entrance channels of the stands around the stadium, like streams of thin streams converging towards the Anfield stadium, and finally condensed into a huge wave of great momentum, raging in every corner of the stadium.

In this game, Paris Saint-Germain also had more than 3000 fans.

After these fans entered the field, facing the loud singing of the Red Army fans announcing their home game, they crazily knocked on anything that could make a sound around them, making crazy noises in response to the coercion of the Red Army fans.

On the east side of the KOP stand, looking around, there is a group of British brawny men with shirtless arms and bare breasts, the Liverpool team flag is flying, and their arms are densely packed like a forest. The barbaric momentum is breathtaking.

Not long after, Liverpool and Paris Saint-Germain buses drove into Anfield one after another.

The players from Greater Paris walked in the front, all in suits, like a group of male models on the catwalk.

The Liverpool players are behind, red on top and black on the bottom, in casual sportswear.

"Catch shit beep!!"

"Beep!!!"

After all Liverpool members got off the bus, Mo Yang fell behind, but today he seemed to be in a particularly good mood, and even sang with headphones.

Walking ahead of Moyang were Alisson, Van Dijk and Fabinho.

"(,,ω,,)" Hearing Moyang's spicy singing, Alisson's face was horrified, and the corners of his mouth twitched constantly.

"Virgil, what's wrong with Yang, it feels like he's a little out of his mind after taking leave a few days ago!" Alisson said looking at Van Dyke.

"I don't know either!" Van Dyke looked back at Mo Yang, who was walking with flying steps, and shrugged at Alisson with a funny face on his face.

Klopp stood at the fork in the dressing room passage and had a friendly conversation with Paris Saint-Germain coach Tuchel, and was about to leave, but saw Mo Yang bowed his head and turned left and went straight to the visiting team's locker room, his old face turned black.

"(￣皿￣!) Hey! Where are you going! Are you joining the enemy?"

Klopp yelled, Mo Yang looked up, quickly turned around and ran to his locker room, passed by Klopp, and was slapped on the back of the head. This scene amused Tuchel in the aisle.

This scene also happened to be watched by fans all over the world through the broadcast camera.

Even Zhan Jun and Zhang Lu were amused, it was rare to see Mo Yang confused.

Seeing the disappearing backs of Moyang and Klopp, Tuchel's smile gradually disappeared.

Since the draw of the Champions League group ended, Tuchel had a headache knowing that he was in the same group as Liverpool.

In European football in recent years, the rise of Liverpool has become an iron fact, and after two seasons of tempering, this Liverpool team has become more and more mature.

Among Liverpool's many top players, the most amazing is their No. 8, a 22-year-old super midfielder.

He is young, but whether it is the British Championship or the Premier League, he can hand over a world-class super scary data every season.

Not to mention the number of assists, one season can surpass other midfielders for four or five seasons, or even seven or eight seasons.

What's even more outrageous is that this guy not only feeds the ball well, but also his shooting skills are getting more and more superb. Last season, the No. 8 scored enough goals to make many club forwards in the five major leagues feel ashamed and ashamed.

In addition, there is the breakthrough and advancement ability that is no less than that of a world-class winger, who can break through the opponent's defense line into a sieve at any time on the field.

Thinking of Mo Yang's midfield dominance and all kinds of miraculous moves in the game, Tu Helton was one of the top two.

In today's football, the only three clubs that can limit Liverpool's No. 8 are Manchester City, Real Madrid, and Chelsea.

And these three teams have one thing in common, that is, the midfield is extremely strong.

Real Madrid has Modric, Kroos, Casemiro, Manchester City has a super midfielder of the same type De Bruyne, and Chelsea has Kante.

And they just don't have this kind of midfielder in Paris.

Not long after, the players of the two teams went to the field to warm up.

When all the Liverpool players appeared on the field, driven by the live DJ, the stands around the stands immediately burst into overwhelming cheers from the Red Army fans.

"Salah!!!!!!!!!"

"Virgil!!!!!!!!!!"

"Mane!!!!!!"

"Henderson!!!!!!"

"..."

"King!!!!!!"

"King!!!!!!!!!"

"King!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"..."

Today, Red Army fans seldom call Mo Yang by his name during games, instead using 'King' most of the time.

As long as the word resounds in the stands, everyone knows that it is the Red Army fans calling for their king.

"boom!!"

"Shhh!!!!"

"(,, ω,,)" In front of the goal, Alisson shut himself off in the face of Mo Yang's shot.

"Oh!!!!!!!!!"

Seeing Mo Yang use the outside instep of his right foot to take a powerful, heavy but graceful shot, and seeing the ball go into the top corner on the left side of the goal, the [-] Red Army fans at the scene burst into cheers again.

In the right half, the Paris Saint-Germain players were attracted by the sudden loud cheers and looked sideways.

"Angel, didn't you realize that this kid's feet are more delicate than mine?" Neymar grinned as he looked at Moyang's agile figure on the other side of the field, with a hint of joy on his face that he had found a fellow man.

From the beginning of his career, the media has been criticizing and criticizing him for playing some meaningless tricks on the court.

But since discovering Moyang, Neymar actually feels that Moyang is not much better.

However, the strange thing is that there was no media to accuse Mo Yang, who also likes to play fancy footwork on the court, which made Neymar a little speechless.

"His styles are different from yours!" Hearing Neymar's words, Di Maria smiled.

"In terms of success rate, he is much higher than you!" Di Maria's words stopped short.

There are some things Di Maria dare not say and can’t say, that is, although Neymar and Moyang’s style of play belong to the more gorgeous style, but the physical and mental attributes of the two are too different Of course, this does not mean that Neymar's health is poor, but that he is worse than Mo Yang.

In Di Maria's eyes, although Mo Yang often used some extremely humiliating fancy moves in the game, he was not for the sake of flowers.

Mo Yang's fancy style gave Di Maria a very wonderful feeling, that is, Mo Yang always seemed to be able to use the most suitable moves to get rid of the defense at the most appropriate time, and always succeeded.

As for Neymar, Di Maria has been teammates with him for so many years, and he really understands that some of Neymar's tricks are purely for showing off his skills.

Silva next to him heard the conversation between the two. He agreed with Di Maria's words, but he didn't interrupt.

Silva From the perspective of his central defender, he personally thinks that Moyang is more difficult to guard than Neymar.

Neymar's body is too poor, and his mental attributes are not strong enough. As long as he accurately locks the key position and forces Neymar to fight physically, it is not too difficult to suppress Neymar's performance with the body of a central defender.

But Mo Yang is different. Silva has seen the confrontation between Mo Yang and the Premier League defenders in the video Tuchel found for them.

That physical quality impressed him so deeply that even Ramos couldn't help him.

Not long after, the warm-up of players from both sides ended.

"yang!"

"Here!! Im here!!!!!!"

At the end of the game, Mo Yang heard childish calls one after another.

Following the sound and looking up to the right, I saw a blond, blue-eyed, chubby 5- or 6-year-old girl standing on the half-person-high stone wall of the entrance passage, waving at him.

"Hey!" Mo Yang responded with a smile and raised his hand.

The little girl who was immediately surrounded by her father's hands kept jumping for joy.

In the next second, Mo Yang took off his jersey, ran forward suddenly, grabbed the wall with his left hand and lifted his body up, supported his body with one hand, and handed the jersey to the little girl with his right hand.

Many shameless fans around the little girl tried to grab the jersey first, but Mo Yang avoided them one by one and handed it directly to the little girl.

Who would have thought that the little girl would go so far as to get the jersey and covet his body, and if she didn't pay attention, Mo Yang would be kissed by the little girl.

"I'm not clean anymore!!"

"I'm spoiled!!!"

"This little loli is so courageous, she dared to attack Mo Yang!"

"..."

Seeing the astonished face and straight eyes of the kissed Mo Yang in the camera, domestic fans dubbed Mo Yang by themselves.

The interaction between the two immediately caused the fans in the stands where the little girl belonged to to erupt, cheering and screaming.

Beside the little girl, countless Red Army fans looked enviously at the little girl who was holding Moyang's jersey tightly in her arms, smiling innocently and happily.

Moyang's jerseys are sold in the Anfield mall, but the jerseys worn by Moyang are priceless in Liverpool, and the price has been fired to more than [-] pounds, because Moyang rarely gives away his own match jerseys directly .

(End of this chapter)