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Chapter 191 Myths and Monuments in the History of Bianliang Cuju in Tokyo, Song Dynasty (Second Update)

Chapter 189

"Little lady, your words are too much. There are your own brother and your cousin inside. Are you not afraid that they will be sad if you hate them so much?" Wang Yang glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw several people walking towards him. Walking over here, this guy not only didn't remind Li Qingzhao, but also put on an attitude that I must explain the truth to you.

"So what?...Brother, why are you here?" After Li Qingzhao answered subconsciously, he raised his head as if aware of it, and saw Li Yu and Li Jiong with black lines on their faces. Standing not far away, she couldn't help sticking out her lilac tongue in embarrassment.

"Your cousin sprained his ankle just now. I'll help him come over to rest for a while." Naturally, Li Yu didn't want to drink some water and kiss his sister. After rolling his eyes, he helped Li Yu sit next to Wang Yang.

"By the way, Brother Wu Shan, you don't really want our team to compete with those Cuju clubs, do you? If that's the case..." Although Li Yu was very confident in the skills of himself and his cousin Li Bai, Competitions don't just rely on individual combat effectiveness, but on the strength of the team.

"Of course not now, but Wang would like to ask you two, if you have the opportunity to play, would you like to participate, or would you like to sit on the sidelines?" Wang Yang looked at the two and said cheerfully.

"Of course I'm willing to participate. In the past, we brothers played with a few friends at most. In fact, who doesn't want to really go out and do it?" Li Bai said quickly.

"Brother Qingjun's words are very reasonable. Gao is also very good at Cuju, but he mostly plays games with his friends and often goes to watch Cuju competitions. However, he is simply not able to gather enough people. Let's do it." Gao Qi also walked over sweating.

Just now I ran a few big circles on the field, because it was winter, I was wearing too much, so it was easier to sweat.

Wang Yang subconsciously turned his head and looked, ouch, Zhao Ji was still running on the field, and Liang Shicheng and Tong Guan were absolutely protecting Zhao Ji's left and right wings, looking very loyal.

Well, it's not unreasonable for these two loyal and powerful eunuchs to gain Zhao Ji's trust in the future.But the problem is that before these two, it seems that there has never been a precedent for eunuchs serving as foreign officials in Song Dynasty.

This made Wang Daguan couldn't help but complained silently again, this guy really deserves to be the famous faint king who buried Da Song in his hands.

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After everyone went to the stage and had a good time, they quickly came to the living room in Lingyun Club and sat down, warmed up by the fire, drank the steaming tea soup, and began to discuss enthusiastically.

Seeing these guys chatting one by one, Wang Yang touched his forehead, and he didn't let these guys come here for fun, but hoped to pick out some of them who were willing to serve Lingyun Club. Effective Cuju master.

Wang Yang waited for everyone to calm down temporarily, then got up and gave a high five. "Everyone, I wonder if you are willing to join my Lingyun club and participate in the future competition between Lingyun club and other Cuju clubs?"

"Me, and the three of them." Zhao Ji responded almost subconsciously, and then pointed his fingers at Tong Guan, Liang Shicheng, and Gao Qiu who were steaming from their foreheads.

"I don't know you two..." Wang Yang looked at Li Yu and Li Bai with a smile and asked.

After Li Yu and Li Bai looked at each other, they nodded affirmatively. "The two of us are naturally fine. However, we have never cooperated in the past. If we rush to the stage, I am afraid that even an ordinary Cuju club will not be able to deal with it."

"It's not a big problem." Wang Yang stood up and stood with his hands behind his back, smiling calmly and confidently. "I wonder if you are willing to trust Wang?"

"Of course I do." Zhao Ji, who is a die-hard fan of Wang Yang, was still the one with the fastest mouth, and replied loudly without thinking.

The others also nodded slowly. Anyway, there is no loss in nodding their heads. Let's see what this guy wants to do first.

"If you can trust me, Wang, and are willing to follow Wang's guidance, then, I believe that you only need to give me three months, and the tacit understanding between you can far exceed those of those who have practiced together for three years. community."

"In just half a year, you can become the hottest, invincible, and invincible team in Bianliang, Tokyo..."

Wang Yang started to show off his power again. The speaker Wang Da, who can plow the ground with his tongue and plow the field with his mouth, started to fool the rabble with advanced Cuju skills but lack of cooperation foundation with his three-inch tongue.

I have to admit that Wang Da’s orator is indeed very good. What he relies on is not only lip service, but also uses rice paper, draws graphics, and tells the skeptical Cuju masters present from a more three-dimensional perspective. What is real cooperation.

Arrange defenders, central defenders, avant-garde, forwards, and wingers, and then Wang Yang spitting Xingzi quietly poked the piece of rice paper that was hung high with his fingers, explaining to the ruling class in these feudal societies The origin of these names and their role.

Soon, the eyes of all the people present were rounded, and one or two, like ignorant children in kindergarten, followed Wang Yang's fingers and were brought into a brand new, never before, which made people overjoyed. Crazy, in a brand new competitive world.

Who can be an attacking forward, what kind of person can be a midfielder in charge of interception, and what kind of person is suitable to be an organizing midfielder, or an organizing midfielder, or what kind of person can be a central defender.

Under Wang Yang's sharp tongue like a machine gun, the feudal dregs of the Song Dynasty have learned the power of an excellent football coach in the new century.

Even people like Li Qingzhao who only knew a little bit about Cuju would be swayed by the news, let alone old drivers like Zhao Ji and Gao Qiu who are deeply familiar with the three flavors of Cuju competition.

I feel that every sentence of Wang Yang seems to be a Cuju scripture, a wise saying.I can't wait to take out a small notebook and write down everything I heard.

And that Boss Ling who used to like to chatter in front of people about what I was like about someone back then is now grinning like a hippopotamus that has been shot in the butt by a gunpowder gun, his eyes are bulging, and he is trying to close his ears , as if afraid of missing a certain sentence, a certain word.

"Now, if you have any questions, if you feel that Wang's level is not enough for you to benefit from it, you can leave, but everyone who stays, I hope that I can follow my plan, strictly demand myself, and strictly follow my plan. Guidance to train."

"You guys, are you willing to work with Wang to make Lingyun Society a myth and monument in the history of Bianliang cuju in Song Dynasty!" Wang Yang's eyes were like lightning, scanning the group of people who had been completely fooled by him, his eyes were shining, and he breathed The eager, passionate youths bewitched loudly.

(End of this chapter)