Datang started from being a salted fish

Chapter 562 Eager to Try Cheng Lingxue

"Words!"

"flower!"

Both of them had seen the coin just now, so they gave their own guesses now.

"Face up, the red team kicks off!" Wang Yin flicked his hand to show the two the coins, and then officially announced the start of the game.

As for whether these servants have ever played Cuju, Wang Yin is not sure, anyway, in his opinion, the current game scene is really a bit eye-catching. . .

But the eldest grandson, father and son and Cheng Lingxue watched it with great interest, after all, it was a new thing for them.

"Beep beep!" Wang Yin blew the whistle, and the game was suspended.

"You, you, you, that's right, don't look at it!" Wang Yin pointed to a servant angrily: "Didn't I just say that? Kicking is not allowed!"

"Yes, Immortal... I know I was wrong..." The servant who was named quickly bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

Then the game continued, and within 10 minutes, Wang Yin's whistle sounded again: this time a servant was anxious and jumped up to grab the ball. . .

In the following time, Wang Yin's whistle sounded from time to time, and the reasons were basically these obvious mistakes: Damn, there was a guy who was so tough that he kicked him in the crotch!Wang Yin even doubted whether the two had any grudges privately. . .

The game only lasted for 10 minutes and Wang Yin called a stop: firstly, it was only to let them have an intuitive understanding of football, and secondly, these servants were obviously exhausted.

"Old Zhao, how do you feel?" After dismissing the servants, Wang Yin came to Changsun Wuji's side: "Do you think there is a leader in this football?"

"It is indeed more interesting than Cuju." Changsun Wuji nodded: "I wonder how the immortal plans to operate this football?"

In Changsun Wuji's opinion, it is impossible for Wang Yin to take out this football to simply promote a sport: if this is the case, it is no better than going to find his own son, I am afraid that there may be something hidden behind it Ways to make money or something.

Another thing that puzzled Changsun Wuji was that these servants still had a lot of fouls just now, but why didn't Wang Yin bring it up?
Maybe it's just to let myself know about the sport so I don't care about those details?

In fact, how did he know that Wang Yin just didn't understand the rules at all. . . . . .

"I just ask Brother Chong to help promote it," Wang Yin said with a look of course on his face: "The right thing is to popularize a sport for exercising the body."

In fact, what Wang Yin originally wanted to say was: Anyway, the second generation of them have nothing to do when they are full, right?
However, considering that saying such words in front of Changsun Wuji would easily turn his face green, Wang Yin gave up. . .

"So that's how it is..." Changsun Wuji nodded upon hearing the words, and then looked at Wang Yin with an expression of 'you continue to make up'. . .

"Ahem..." Seeing that he didn't believe him, Wang Yin could only touch his nose and tell the truth: "Of course, you can also make some money by the way..."

Hearing Wang Yin say this, Changsun Wuji had an expression of "as expected", and then quietly waited for Wang Yin's next truth.

"Actually, it's like this." Wang Yin scratched the football on the ground with his feet: "Didn't Lao Li give me the Zheng family's land, so I thought about building a gymnasium..."

Originally, Wang Yin didn't intend to hide it, so he simply told Changsun Wuji all about his plan now: such as the various venues in the gymnasium and the various sports that will be launched in the future, and then the establishment of various ball clubs. Competitions and how to make money and things like that.In the end, it's about future games. . .

However, at the initial stage, Wang Yin only planned to make profits from tickets, catering, advertisements, etc., and he had to give up on broadcasting and the like because the current conditions did not allow it.

As for gambling or something, that can only be done after there is a fan base.

After listening to Wang Yin's narration, Changsun Wuji realized that Wang Yin was playing so big this time!
Those various ball games that have never been heard of are fine, and those state and county competitions and national competitions are also fine. . .

What the hell is this world competition?

Good guy, is this kid starting to think about what will happen after Datang conquers the world?
Now a Turk is enough to give His Majesty a headache, this kid really dares to say it. . .

"It's useless to think so much now." Wang Yin patted Changsun Wuji on the shoulder: "The main task now is to promote this sport, otherwise it will be useless if there is no fan base."

"It's up to you." Then Wang Yin turned around and told Zhang Sunchong: "Go back and gather your friends and so on to play and familiarize yourself with the rules. If you don't want to play by yourself, just do it." These players should put together the team first, and strive to play games directly after the stadium is completed."

Wang Yin reckoned that these guys would hold on to their identities and refuse to play in person, but it would be fine to form a team with family members, anyway, as long as they got acquainted with the game of football first.

"Brother Yin, don't worry, I will definitely complete the task smoothly!" Changsun Chong nodded firmly.

Speaking of which, since seeing Wang Yin's abnormality, Changsun Chong no longer dared to have any hostile thoughts, so he simply scrambled to call his brother: Anyway, Wang Yin is a fairy and his age is older than him. Big, there's nothing shameful about shouting brother. . .

"Young man, I'm optimistic about you!" Wang Yin patted Chang Sun Chong on the shoulder to show his encouragement.

Now that the matter has been finished, there is no need for the eldest grandson and his son to stay, Dang even said a few words to Wang Yin before leaving.

By the way, he took away a batch of football and goalkeeper gloves: Datang couldn't get these things out, so Wang Yin could only give them a batch for use first.

Gloves are okay, but if the football is used with other substitutes, it will easily affect the feel of the ball when it comes back to the game!

It won't be too late to release the jerseys in the regular games. Now let them wear Xia Jiba casually and it's over.

"Brother Yin, this football looks quite fun." Cheng Lingxue looked at the football at Wang Yin's feet with an eager look on her face.

"Want to play?" Seeing this, Wang Yin stepped on the football under his feet and hooked his fingers at Cheng Lingxue: "Then brother will play with you for a while."

"Forget it." Cheng Lingxue glared at Wang Yin directly: "It's not fun to play with you."

Cheng Lingxue expressed deep contempt for Wang Yin's shameless behavior: You just stretched out your hand to play with you, isn't it looking for abuse?You are so shameless. . .

"Don't worry, I can control it at the level of a normal person." Wang Yin naturally knew what Cheng Lingxue meant, so he assured her with a pat on his chest: "Regardless of speed or physical strength, I can control it at your level. Is this okay?"

(End of this chapter)