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Chapter 345 Gao Yuyang: I'm really good at it!

Chapter 345 Gao Yuyang: I'm really good at it!

Just after Gao Yuyang finished speaking, he watched the barrage of bullets in the live broadcast room.

"I'm coming!"

"+1"

"Damn the stick!"

"Watching the live broadcast while listening to Gao Yuyang blowing water, it's great, hahaha!"

"The big brother wants to hit the ground when he talks, but he doesn't make up nonsense? Can we really win?"

"By the way, boss, can you name all the players of the Chinese team? Maybe they will be teammates in the future!"

"Upstairs, isn't watching Gao Yuyang's live broadcast just for fun? What's the matter? Is it possible to let him really change his career as a commentator?"

Looking at these bullet screens, Gao Yuyang really felt that this year's netizens were very cute. He smiled and said, "Actually, Bangzi is not that scary! What else is there besides being able to run? Oh, I heard that they have a player who plays in the Premier League." ...What's your name? Sun... Hey, I can't remember, they are all sticks anyway. Except for this guy, his skills are much worse than the Japanese players! I think I can beat these guys."

Under the barrage, a group of fans directly (climaxed).

"Haha, what the hell is there to say?"

"Then let's not discuss whether to win or not, and just talk about the minimum consumption to start with, hahaha!"

"I absolutely believe this, so, @中国足球会, when do you plan to welcome back the True God?"

"Football Association: Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors!"

To be honest, Gao Yuyang watched the Chinese team's game seriously after so many years, and he was really serious.But on this occasion, he dare not say that his last impression of the Chinese team was in 2004... At that time, he didn't understand anything, he only knew that his father was watching colorful football on TV, and the Japanese commentator was celebrating wildly When he was the champion, he was so angry that he yelled at the TV for half an hour, which made Xiao Gao Yuyang speak cautiously for several days.

Now Gao Yuyang sat in this position, looking at the different faces under the same national flag, and slowly frowned as the game started.

"Oh, how do you choose to defend and counterattack! This is a bit embarrassing! Press up and start grabbing from the midfield. There is a gap in strength, so you can't let the midfield out."

With his words, the bullet screen kept on going.

"Boss, you may have misunderstood the national football team."

"The theory is correct. You should pay attention to what Gao Yuyang said is the tactical requirement of European football, which is the tactical requirement of Paris."

"Play like Paris? This group of people will be crippled in 10 minutes at most!"

"Hey! Stop talking, lose less and win!"

Gao Yuyang frowned, watching the South Korean team captain Ji Chengyong flexibly pass through the Chinese team's midfield defense, while the Chinese team looked like a 5-3-2 defensive counterattack position with three midfielders in the midfield, but it was just Run with your opponent.

"Why are you so defensive?"

Gao Yuyang didn't speak, and made a comparison with Paris in his heart-if Verratti or Matuidi encountered this kind of dribbling, they would definitely be able to intercept in the midfield, but at least they would never let the opponent Fortunately, the current situation of surrounding but not grabbing will never happen... If he was on the court, whoever dared to defend so much would have already shouted at him.

Page came over with a cup of coffee at this time, and stood next to Gao Yuyang: "Gao, it seems that your national team is not very strong!"

Gao Yuyang turned his head and glanced at him: "It's the national team anyway, little pig."

"Ah, ok ok...but you have to let me show my face."

After Paige finished speaking, he forced a wave of shots.

At this time, on the screen, the South Korean team got a chance to set the ball. Tottenham striker Sun Xingmin quickly passed the ball to the penalty area at 45 degrees. There was a chaotic battle in front of the Chinese team. Finally, he was touched by the Chinese team defender. Block your own goal,

"Hey... what the hell!"

Gao Yuyang couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh, thinking about the live broadcast, he finally held back, but couldn't help cursing a few words: "This ball... Alas! What are you doing with this kick? Isn't it just to shout at the goalkeeper?" Is it over?"

This remark once again aroused the ridicule of the fans.

"It seems that Gao Yuyang, you really don't understand. These people are playing football on the court, shouting? It doesn't exist."

"Hush! Don't talk about it, I suddenly feel that Gao Yuyang is so disappointed... I shouldn't be doing this live broadcast. If I change my mind, I think it's better to join the national team of Little Japan..."

But honestly, depressed?

This does not exist, Gao Yuyang still has some points for the strength of the two teams.

The only thing that caught his attention was the South Korean team's left forward, that is, the Tottenham player Sun Xingmin who he didn't name. Gao Yuyang could tell from the moment he started to break through that he did have some strength, at least higher than other players on the field. first gear.

What he doesn't know is that since last season, netizens from China, Japan and South Korea have seized the opportunity and started to fight - who is the number one player in Asian football?

Both Chinese and Japanese netizens supported Gao Yuyang, but the Korean media buried their heads and covered their ears and refused to admit it.

But not knowing would not affect his judgment. Even though he was going to have to face the wind and rain on that field, Gao Yuyang was not excited at all, and had no intention of fighting him immediately.

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In the first half, the Chinese team also played several threatening counterattacks, but Gao Yuyang just wanted to get excited, and fired an anti-aircraft gun just before the goal.

The score at halftime was still 0:1.

When the intermission entered on the screen, Gao Yuyang took a deep breath.

"Really...what can I say? Uh...not bad!"

As soon as he said this, the barrage immediately burst into ridicule.

"Boss, you are not innocent!"

"We can't speak out of conscience, boss!"

"Gao Yuyang, if you are kidnapped, just blink, hahaha!"

Gao Yuyang saw the barrage and smiled: "It's really true, except that the striker's level is indeed not good, for example, the number 7... The movement is quite flexible, and the consciousness is still good, but the feet are obviously unbalanced Well, the most important thing is to finish the goal. It seems that the psychological quality is not enough-for example, the single-handed player on the right side of the penalty area in the first half was obviously stuck in his position. He stopped the ball and glanced at the goal. Is it not good to play? If you have to choose to volley, it is refreshing and refined."

Fans immediately followed him up on the barrage.

"Cough, cough, cough... Boss, do you know about the king of single-handed shooting?"

"Hey! I said big brother, why don't we be cautious. From the perspective of personal career, the Japanese team next door is indeed much better than playing here. I seriously feel that playing Gao Yuyang with this group of people will be angry. die."

"Fuck! Everyone, come and watch, a Japanese player who is living a good life comes upstairs!"

Gao Yuyang took advantage of the rest before the second half, and several people from the football emperor live broadcast service team behind him nodded at him.

"Xiao Gao, the effect in the first half was good, but the second half could be more intense. Now this score is a good time to highlight the weakness of the Chinese team's forwards. You have to highlight that you can do it."

Gao Yuyang was stunned: "Is it so straightforward? Although I said bluntly that I can really do it, it is normal to lose to the Korean team... Hey, is there any news? Brother Dai, if you want to create momentum , tell me earlier!"

To his surprise, several people just smiled.

"We are all fans, this is our wish, but Xiao Gao, after watching this half, let's be honest, are your thoughts still so firm?"

Dai Jun came over and asked with a smile.

Gao Yuyang was a little surprised: Is this a test for him?

(End of this chapter)