Extraordinary football jersey

Chapter 45 So low?
After the training that day, before Li Anna came to pick him up, Yang Daye went to see the software that Xiaobei got.

Not to mention, Xiaobei with glasses is quite good at computer technology, and the software he created made Yang Daye think it was pretty good.Xiaobei with glasses did not know where to find the game video, coupled with some physical test data, he quickly came up with Yang Daye's data configuration.After a little more fiddling with the glasses, Xiaobei really formed an analysis report of Yang Daye.

"Wow, you are really a computer genius. This software is amazing." Yang Daye looked at his own analysis report on the computer and couldn't help but like it.The analysis here, Yang Daye feels quite reliable.At least his self-knowledge of his strengths and weaknesses has been analyzed and digitized.These digital things gave Yang Daye a very intuitive understanding of himself.

"These data analysis is currently 75% accurate. I still need to continue to optimize some places. After the optimization is completed and more data can be obtained, the accuracy will reach more than 90%." The glasses Xiaobei pushed down his glasses, He pointed to the computer and said.

"Nice. If your software is used by the team, the intelligence capabilities of the Slough team will be improved several levels in an instant." Yang Daye said excitedly.

For Yang Daye's words, Xiaobei in glasses was noncommittal.

"My speed is only 76? Why is it so low? Am I so slow?" Yang Daye saw his body data on the computer.I feel that Xiaobei with glasses has obviously lowered his value.

"It's not low. And this data is not set by me. This is the data extracted and analyzed by the system from your game video, and the data obtained after comparing with other top professional players."

After hearing Xiaobei's explanation, Yang Daye still didn't accept it.It's not like he hasn't played games like FIFA.In many football games, many Chinese players are obviously very fast in reality, but in the game, the speed data is often not even 60.

Yang Daye looked at Xiaobei in glasses with some displeasure.I thought to myself, this guy who is often bullied is also racist.

Looking at Yang Daye's suspicious eyes, Beckham in glasses couldn't help saying loudly: "The player used to compare with you is Manchester City's Sane. The fastest player in the Premier League. His sprint speed reached 35.48 km/h. And you? You only reached 32.55 km/h at your fastest time."

"Is there really that much difference?"

"of course."

"What is Sane's speed?" Yang Daye couldn't help but want to see Sane's data in this software.If Sane is only over 80, he can still accept it.

"Look, Sane's is 95." Bespectacled Beckham clicked on the data model belonging to Sane.

"95? You moved this data from FM, right?" Yang Daye said dissatisfied.This gap is even greater.

"The preliminary database was obtained from FM and live broadcasts, but Sane's data has been verified by the game video." Xiaobei with glasses said with an unquestionable expression.

"I think your software still has a lot of room for improvement." Yang Daye was very displeased with his low data.Your sister, it doesn't matter if you have 50 physical strength or something, and the speed is so low.This is clearly discrimination.

"There is still room for improvement. However, your analysis report is still very accurate." The glasses Xiaobei pushed down his glasses and said solemnly.

"That's good. Who else's data do you have in here, do you have the Slough team? Get it out for me to see."

"Yes. I just have one here. It belongs to that guy Harris," the bespectacled Beckham quickly called out Harris' digital model.

"Oh? Hmm!! Harris is quite reliable." Yang Daye nodded immediately after seeing the data analysis belonging to Harris.

Harris has a strength of 68, a speed of 52, and many other stats around 50.This is obvious, and it is relatively objective.

"I've already told you, but you still don't believe me?" Xiao Bei with glasses gave Yang Daye a blank look.

"However, my share is still not allowed."

"Why not?"

"The speed is not accurate enough. And my other technical ability, more than 40, 50, how can I be so low?" The more Yang Daye looked at it, the more he felt that his data in it was very inaccurate.Obviously too low.

"It's not too low. It's like your cross is 65. This is already outstanding in the Premier League." Beckham with glasses showed that you are already amazing.

Seeing his expression, Yang Daye couldn't be happy at all.No matter how outstanding it is, it is only in this extremely low-level English South Super League.In Yang Daye's view, this is really nothing special.

Speaking of which, Yang Daye didn't bother with the spectacle Xiaobei for making his stats so low anymore.In the final analysis, he is indeed just a player in the low-level amateur league like the English Southern Premier League.

After comparing with the data of Harris, it is actually quite accurate.Some of Yang Daye's own characteristics, whether it is his own speed and flexibility, or his crossing ability and breakthrough ability due to the existence of the jersey system, are relatively high in data.

As for other aspects, Yang Daye must admit that he is not much better than the players in the South Premier League.Therefore, data like those generally around 50 are quite reliable.

Speaking of which, after getting the "Basic Functions" physique package, Yang Daye couldn't help but play FM, just to think about what level his average physical fitness is in the English-South Super League.

In FM, the average player in the English South Super League has a combined value of just over 40, and most of their physical fitness is around 50.

Compare it like this.Yang Daye's speed of 76, crossing of 68, breakthrough of 60 and ball protection of 65 are already outstanding.

Yang Daye decided not to bother with the glasses kid for the time being.He sat down and began to carefully look at the defects pointed out in the scoreboard report and the areas where targeted improvement was necessary.

Just as Yang Daye was watching and communicating with Xiao Bei with glasses, Li Anna came.

"Brother, I'm here to pick you up."

"Sister Anna, are you here?" Yang Daye stood up from the ground upon hearing this, patted his buttocks and then walked over to Li Anna's body.

"It's getting late now, let's go home quickly. My dad should be waiting for dinner." After Li Anna finished speaking, she nodded to Xiao Bei in glasses who was staring at her in a daze.

"Okay." Yang Daye nodded, then turned around and waved his hands at Xiaobei with glasses. "I am leaving, bye."

"Goodbye." Li Anna also waved her hands together, and then walked out with Yang Daye's arm in one hand.

"Wait a minute, Yang, you promised me." Seeing that Yang Daye was about to leave, Xiaobei with glasses hurriedly shouted.

"Let's see how I feel next time. No, I'll talk about it next time when I see my data." Yang Daye naturally knew what Xiaobei with glasses meant.It's just: Damn, make my stats so low?Still want me to introduce?Just wait, wait until when all the data reaches 80 or more.

"You promised. It's just right now." Xiaobei with glasses said eagerly.

Yang Daye ignored it and took Li Anna out.

"Do you have anything to do with him? Or, go back after finishing the matter." Li Anna asked as she was walking towards the parking lot.

"No. Don't worry about him." Yang Daye didn't have the mind to care about other things at this time.His full attention is now on his own arm that is being encircled.

Soft, soft, and bouncy.It would definitely feel better if it wasn't through the clothes!

"Brother, what are you thinking?"

"Um~ no!"

"Have you gotten bigger recently? I feel like your hands have gotten thicker."

"Is there? It seems that my recent exercise has worked."

"Before you looked too weak, but now you are more manly."

"..."

"..."

Seeing Yang Daye and Li Anna walking away talking and laughing, Xiaobei with glasses looked depressed.Silently closed the computer, and was about to leave, but kicked something.He looked down, and there was a basket of footballs and other sundries waiting to be cleaned up at his feet.

"OH SHIT!"

(End of this chapter)