atypical center forward

Chapter 46
"Ker, why are you running? Finish the soup first."

"It's too late, brother Chu Yang's show has started."

"What about Chu Yang's show? He's only in a few shots." Li Jia put down her chopsticks helplessly. She regretted taking her daughter to watch the game that day.

"I need to watch a few shots." Lin Ke'er was already sitting in front of the computer, and lightly tossed the paper towel after wiping her mouth in the direction of the trash basket.

Whoosh!hit.

"Dad, come quickly, if you don't come, you are a fake fan."

"Wife?" Lin Yaning glanced at Li Jia cautiously.

"Go, go, I'll do the dishes." Li Jia waved her hand. She had already watched the video, and all she cared about was the data. Just go over and watch the barrage and comments.

Lin Ya-Ning yelled "Long live my wife" and ran over. Unlike Lin Ke'er, a pseudo-fan who was fancied by Chu Yang's looks and free-kick circles, he was a true football fan, the kind who went to work at 04 o'clock in the morning and was still watching football at 30:[-] in the morning.

Lin Ya-ning moved a chair and sat down next to Lin Ke'er, just in time to see her daughter posting a barrage of "Chu Yang is the most handsome", and her face was covered with black lines.

Damn, why do some kind of women rush to stay.

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In an ordinary family in Linhai City, a young couple had just finished their New Year's Eve dinner.

"Husband, let's wash the dishes tomorrow. Go out for a walk first, and come back to watch the Spring Festival Gala." The young wife put down the dishes and looked at the small but warm home, her heart was full of happiness.

He and her husband are classmates in high school. They have been married for less than half a year. The house is mortgaged, and there is not much money left every month. But her husband loves her very much and has no bad hobbies other than watching football and playing games. She already feels very satisfied.

"I won't take a walk anymore, I will use the computer for a while."

"Playing games again? How old are you? Are you bored?"

"No, I'm watching a show."

"The program? Isn't "World Football" broadcast on Monday?"

"It's not "World Football", it's "Green Field Magnifying Glass"."

""Green Field Magnifying Glass"? It seems a little familiar." Because her husband likes it, she also pays attention to football. She is half a football fan, but she still has a little understanding of offsides.

"During this period of time, advertisements don't need to be posted like money, of course it's familiar."

"Wait, I remember." The wife picked up the phone and turned to Shen Qingyun's Weibo.

Shen Qingyun is the most popular little fresh meat under Nirvana, her fans have exceeded 300 million, and she is one of the 300 million.

She quickly saw the top weibo.

"'The purest football, the most advanced enjoyment', at seven o'clock in the evening on the New Year's Eve, "Green Field Magnifying Glass", see you there."

She just finished watching Weibo here, and the show over there had already started for a few minutes. The young husband just turned on the video, and a song in an unknown language was heard in his ears.

"Huh? It sounds pretty nice."

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In a basement in Tianjing, a few Beijing drifters who chose not to go home for the New Year because they were distressed about the fare had just gathered together for a meal. Before the wine bottles were cleared away, an angry buddy picked up the guitar in the corner and improvised. Four young people who were fighting the landlord reluctantly dropped their cards.

Well, the inspiration for rock youth came again.

Another young man who was sitting in front of the computer also frowned, and unhappily turned up the volume to the maximum. A male voice full of emotion overwhelmed the wolf roar at the end, and passed into the ears of several people.

"He is a creator who brings hope; he is a destroyer who ends dreams; he solves problems and completes the fatal blow; he controls the outcome and decides life and death; he is the blade, he is the blade, he is the shotgun that spews out flames, and he performs the art of one bullet colliding with another bullet; he is the white swordsman on the field.

"Yo! Who? So awesome?"

"It's pretty good at blowing."

"Old Lin, move your seat, I'll take a look too, I haven't watched the ball for a long time."

The rock youths put down their guitars.

"What kind of broken music is this?"

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"We have guessed more than once that if his peak period was not spent in a small club, but joined a wealthy club or even just joined a top-level mid-range team, what would the end be? It is a pity that life has no chances. Maybe Valencia is just an insignificant West Second Division team for other fans, repeating the tragedy of failing to reach the first division year after year, but for Dias Hugo, Valencia is home, a harbor, and a place where dreams begin..."

The video has started for 10 minutes, and it has started to change from Ugo's biography to club career, and the type of barrage has also changed from simply watching the show to the content of the program.

"The sharpest sword of the French team back then, and the most bewitching knife of AC Milan, I didn't expect it to come from a West Second team. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

"Ten years of Valencia fans passing by, a white swordsman, a lifetime of faith."

"Choosing such an unpopular star in the first period is quite courageous."

"A small role that I've never heard of can be played like this, and I don't even want to face for the effect of the show?"

"Hehe, a small role? To win the Serie A Golden Boot at the age of 32 and help France defeat Portugal and Italy to win the European Cup, this role is a bit small."

"One more thing: he poured two in Portugal and one in Italy."

"I would like to add something to the buddy just now: the one who entered Italy was in the final. At that time, the Italian goalkeeper was Giovanni, and the defender who defended him was Donatello. They were the two in the best team of the decade announced by UEFA."

"Same addition: He is Brummondo's idol, the guy who just joined Atletico Madrid and made the French claim that they don't have to worry about the national team's striker in the next ten years."

"It seems that Fontaine also said that Hugo is his only idol?"

Nirvana Video headquarters was silent.

Except for a few big leaders, no one has watched the full video, and many people are not fans, but for some reason, accompanied by the faint music and the deep narration, they sink into it unconsciously. Those exquisite or historical pictures, the sad or passionate music, and the funny or warm barrage seem to be full of unknown magic, making people not want to look away.

It is not unreasonable for football to become the world's largest sport. There is passion and tragedy in it, as well as warmth and dreams. Each of them is the most resonant emotion.

"Cough! Mr. Liu."

"Huh? Oh, what's up with the data?"

"360 clicks, 350 million views, and most of them are positive reviews."

"Well, I saw it, wait a minute, what's the playback volume?"

"350 seven, uh, now it's 58." It will take time to count the ratings, but the number of broadcasts can be directly monitored.

"What is our record?"

"At the end of last year, the self-produced drama "Life Is Just Like the First Time I See" had more than 600 million views, but that was the cumulative broadcast volume of 530 episodes. The first broadcast record was last month's cooperation with Linhai Satellite TV's "Sounds of Nature", with [-] million views."

"It's more than 100 million short?" Liu Huaian looked at Tian Hong, "There is hope to break the record."

"Even if the first broadcast is not ideal, you can tell from these bullet screens that it will not collapse." Tian Hong felt relieved.

Online videos don’t really pay much attention to the first broadcast. After all, the videos are there, and you can watch them at any time. The main thing is to watch word-of-mouth and accumulated broadcasts.

"Yes, there is a set." Liu Huai'an patted Tian Hong's shoulder, "This class is not in vain."

(End of this chapter)