When the referee blew the whistle to the end of the game, all the Korean fans in the stands of the World Cup sports stadium became silent.

The banners and slogans hanging horizontally on the stands are now crooked and fallen, and they look very distorted.

Compared with the extremely happy voice at the beginning of the game, the group of fans now look like they were stabbed more than ten times in their hearts. The pain was so broken. Anger and shame swallowed their mood, occupied their emotions, and made them all look angry, but they could do nothing.

This is just a warm-up match, but in fact it is not just a warm-up match.

Suddenly, all of their Korean fans, whether they were at the World Cup stadium or not, secretly hated the reporter of the ** Evening News who took the initiative to provoke the battle in advance. They really wanted to pull out the bastard and tear it into pieces, because without his provocation, things would not have become like this.

How to deal with this endgame now?

11:0, the shocking score appeared on the big red scoreboard of the World Cup Stadium. This is definitely the biggest shame in Korean football history, because it is not just a warm-up match, it is more like a humiliation, unscrupulous humiliation!

Long before the game, Yang Cheng made a harsh statement that he would score more goals than Chinese teams. He had already clearly told him that I would score more goals. For Seoul FC, the most important thing is defense, which is to defend his own goal, but in the end everyone found that it was impossible to defend at all.

Real Madrid's goals were slapping in the face, not only on the face of Seoul FC players, but also on the face of Korean football and Korean fans. They were so ashamed that they almost wanted to commit suicide.

They have always looked down on Chinese football. Even if Yang Cheng achieved such a glory in Europe, they always held a skeptical attitude. They thought that Yang Cheng was just a better opportunity. It happened to be successful. Anyone who was in his position could succeed. But now, they had no way to resist it.

They lost, they lost completely, and they lost speechlessly!

Before the game, Jin Longda, who had swear to use his life to ensure the goal was not lost, and his life was still heard, and his pre-game resounded, kneeling on the court, as if he was about to surrender, with his forehead against the turf, so that people would not see the shameful expression on his face. He saved his life, but the goal was lost without a trace. Compared with the pre-game remarks that were still in his ears, this gave him a good face to face Korean fans?

Choi Longzhu also sat in the home team coach's seat, covering his face with his hands. As a former Korean international, he never thought that his team would suffer such a crushing defeat at home. He originally thought that at least Real Madrid would leave some face for their home team, or allow them to get out of the market, but now it's better, if the ball is lost, everyone will be lost!

Yang Cheng never had any expression, no smile, no joy, and a calm look on his face, as if nothing was beyond his expectations, but he slowly walked towards the home team coach's seat and towards the head coach Choi Longzhu of the Seoul FC team who fell on the coach's seat, as if a general who had just won a battle was going to appease his defeated general.

"You guys performed very well, thank you!" Yang Cheng took the initiative to reach out.

His words were filled with sarcasm and sarcasm in Cui Longzhu's ears. He lost 11 goals and sent off two players with a red card. This performance is very good? Thank you? What do you thank you? Thank you for your cooperation with the men and scored so many goals?

However, this game attracted the attention of countless reporters. When many reporters around saw Yang Cheng coming, they all pointed the camera at them, which made Cui Longzhu dare not be too arrogant. She stood up, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to hold it with Yang Cheng. Her expression looked a little stiff, but she still squeezed out a smile that was even bitterer than Coptis chinensis.

"They performed better and deserved to win. Thank you for making us realize the gap between us and the world's top teams and our own shortcomings. Thank you!" Cui Longzhu also tried his best to maintain his graceful answer.

After shaking the hands of the two head coaches, they immediately let go. Anyway, they are just doing things, who cares about what is going on?

When he turned around and walked back, Yang Cheng raised his lips and smiled. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with the result of the game. At least his team taught these self-righteous sticks a lesson, so that they could clearly know what it means to have someone outside of him.

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At the press conference at the World Cup Stadium, reporters from all over the world gathered, all sitting here waiting for the entry of two head coaches from both sides, especially Yang Cheng from Real Madrid, who was the focus of their attention.

The days of waiting are always particularly difficult and slow, especially for one person in the crowd.

Even if it weren't for the editor-in-chief's request, he wouldn't have appeared here and continued to interview Yang Cheng, because this was a great humiliation for him.

Of course, he would not think that this was self-inflicted. He would only attribute this to Yang Cheng, thinking that this bastard was deliberately making things difficult for him. If it weren't for Yang Cheng, he would not have been humiliated like this, but he would never reflect on it. If he hadn't provoked and provoked Yang Cheng on his own initiative, how could Yang Cheng take revenge on him?

Sometimes people are easily lost in this blind self-protection!

Yang Cheng finally appeared at the press conference, but strangely, he was the only one. Choi Longzhu from Seoul FC did not appear. It is obvious that as the home team coach, Choi Longzhu felt embarrassed that his team lost this warm-up match with 11:0, the most shameful score in Korean football history, and refused to participate in this press conference.

But this is no longer what all media pay attention to. No one cares about who Choi Longzhu is and how it is, because he is purely a supporting role, and everyone's focus is always on the protagonist, and they will not pay attention to the life and death of the supporting role.

So, as long as Yang Cheng appears, it will be enough!

The Chinese walked into the venue with a smile on his face and sat down to his seat. But as soon as he sat down, he found the reporter from the ** Evening News who was hiding at the last head and looking like a turtle deliberately imitating him and shrank his head.

"Hello, my friend from the reporter of the ** Evening News!" Yang Cheng stood up with a laugh. Pointing to the reporter hiding behind the people, everyone immediately took the initiative to separate a path and gave up the reporter from the ** Evening News. The spotlight flashed, and his behavior and movements looked extremely vulgar, especially with the face that was slightly pointed and pointed.

"I wonder what I think now? What kind of article will Ji publish in Ji's newspaper tomorrow? Will you say that the Seoul FC team will take the initiative to cooperate with our Real Madrid offense?" Yang Cheng asked three questions in a slight breath, which was considered as a response to his provocation to him that day.

The reporter was so angry that Huo stood up and glared at Yang Cheng with anger.

"Don't stare at me, friend!" Yang Cheng didn't care at all and sat down again, "This is what he asked for!"

"Everyone living in this world should understand the rules of survival in this world, understand the rules of competition in this world, and mock me. When sarcasticating me, do you think it is very interesting? Do you have a sense of accomplishment that is high and superior, pointing to the country, and fishing others?"

"Since I want to play, I should know that no game can ensure that I will win forever, because I am not God. Even if I am God, I will make mistakes, so I am ridiculing, sarcasm, and sarcasm to others, I must be prepared to be sarcasm, ridicule, and sarcasm!"

Yang Cheng stood up without showing any weakness and pointed at the reporter, "Do you know what Ji's expression is like now? It's like a coward who can't afford to play, a coward who loses but refuses to admit it. If I were Ji, I would admit it openly. I lost, but I can?" As he finished speaking, a sneer appeared on the corner of Yang Cheng's mouth.

The Korean reporter was useless by Yang Cheng and wanted to rush forward to fight him directly, but due to so many colleagues from all over the world, he obviously could not do so.

Yang Cheng did not further stimulate this unlucky guy. In his opinion, he was not the same level as him, or he was not worthy of becoming his opponent at all, so he had no need to hold him back, but he didn't mind teaching him a lesson at all and let him know how to be a human being in the future.

"I accept everyone's interview today, but I don't accept him!" Yang Cheng pointed at the reporter and announced his decision.

"Why? I am a reporter and have the right to know!" The reporter was also annoyed.

Yang Cheng laughed and said, "Yes, I am a reporter, but what does that have to do with me? I have the right not to answer all my questions!" Then he sat there carelessly, and put on an attitude of not helping me.

"I am humiliating me and all of our journalists. If I don't answer my questions, all of us will collectively refuse to interview me, which is also something I asked for!"

This reporter should have something to do with it. As soon as he said this, three or four reporters immediately responded. It was obvious that they were all Korean journalists, but some journalists who came from Europe and who knew Yang Cheng as a person on weekdays sat still and waited to watch the show.

"Then let's go, I didn't stay, let's go!" Yang Cheng also deliberately slapped his hand and signaled to leave quickly.

This group of unlucky children obviously watched too much on TV, thinking that all the reporters would share the same hatred with them, but it was obvious that they had made a mistake in their judgment. For most reporters, Yang Cheng was only targeting individuals, not all reporters, so there was no need for them to make fun of this group of guys and then offend Yang Cheng.

As the situation became so turbulent, the scene became very stiff. The five Korean journalists who stood up were not leaving, nor were they not leaving.

"Okay, except those five people, everyone else can ask any questions. Remember, it's any questions!" Yang Cheng smiled and emphasized his tone, which immediately received cheers from all the reporters present.

Any question, that is, you can ask questions, including some privacy questions on weekdays. Of course, whether to answer or not is another matter.

These five Korean journalists are suffering. Although Yang Cheng is Chinese, he is also very famous and influential in South Korea. Many Korean girls are his fans. It is said that even Kim Tae-hee is fascinated by him, which makes him very popular in South Korea. However, they are unable to interview Yang Cheng and publish the content of the press conference. This is equivalent to losing the most explosive news information.

Yang Cheng did what he said. It was any question, and it was indeed any question, even if he didn't want to answer. He would talk about him around, instead of pretending to be cool and silent, or just leaving. This time his attitude was incredibly sincere.

But the more he did this, the more embarrassed the five Korean journalists standing there. In the end, they secretly found an opportunity and left.

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"Wow, it's so fucking satisfying!"

While Yang Cheng held a press conference, the Real Madrid players in the visiting team's locker room were all excited. They had never played such a high score game, which made them so excited that they were overwhelmed.

"The Koreans really hit the iron plate this time. They came to provoke our boss for nothing. They were simply looking for death!" Ramos looked invincible in the world, and laughed and pulled open his throat. His expression was really a nouveau riche.

"Convergence. Convergence. Sergio, boss said. Be low-key!" Marcelo came on the bench, but also scored a goal. He immediately slapped Ramos on the shoulder, looking very mature, but when he turned around, he immediately opened his throat and laughed unscrupulously, "But to be honest, this game was really exciting, and the fight made those bastards look for their teeth!"

When everyone saw Ramos and Marcelo's concert, they burst into laughter. The atmosphere in the locker room immediately became active. The players said one by one, and even gradually showed signs of exaggeration, which became more and more outrageous.

"If Cristiano's feet are more accurate, he will definitely win 20 in this game!"

"Nonsense, if even Kaka, Aguero and Messi were on the right track, we could win 30!"

"If we make fewer mistakes, I fuck, we can beat them 40!"

"Damn, you guys, do you think you play basketball?"

Then there was another burst of laughter that opened his throat, and they all looked very comfortable.

Just as they were laughing so hard that they could not bear it, Yang Cheng pushed open the door of the locker room and walked in, with a frost on his face, as if he was very unhappy, and immediately made the group of gangsters cover their mouths quickly, for fear of being in trouble if they accidentally.

When Yang Cheng came in, he squinted his eyes and kept looking at each player, swept his face, his eyes were very malicious, which made them all feel furious. Did he do something wrong again? He was going to suffer a loss?

When they think of this, they complained in their hearts. If they are punished for doing something wrong, then their days will be difficult!

Yang Cheng never spoke and slowly walked deeper from the door of the locker room. Especially when he saw Pepe, the guy who took off all his clothes and took a shower, his naked look and expression was a little ugly, which made Pepe quickly cover the key parts and run to his seat to put on his clothes, without even caring about his wet body.

"This game..." Yang Cheng deliberately paused when he spoke, "...you guys performed very well!"

All the players were stunned for a moment, and they all wanted to laugh. After all, this was praise and a good thing.

But then, Yang Cheng emphasized his tone again, "...but..."

Well, this group of sad boys' hearts were thrilled again. What is this just for?

"...The guys also made some minor mistakes in the game, but overall, the flaws do not cover up the merits and performed well, so I'll treat them to dinner tonight!" Yang Cheng pointed at everyone and said with a smile.

Everyone was relieved when they saw him laughing.

"Boss, just finish your words. Don't be shocked, scare me to be so heartbroken!" Marcelo's most spoof, grabbed his heart and looked like my heart could not bear it, which made everyone laugh.

"Boss, I'm talking about treating me to dinner, what do you want?" Ramos was the most realistic and went straight to the point.

Yang Cheng smiled slightly, "Hotel buffet, no matter how much you vomit!"

Too shameless! The players protested together.

"Boss, you can't do this. No matter how you say it is, you are the leader. You can't invite a buffet, you have to invite a big meal. Brothers, are you right?" Ramos coaxed together, and everyone responded immediately.

"Okay, you guys, please give me some vomiting, but tomorrow, you will have a physical examination before boarding the plane!" Yang Cheng threw down this sentence, turned around and walked out of the locker room, especially the thief smile, which made the players feel sad. How could this person be so shameless?

"Physical examination?" Casillas was the most rational. As soon as he thought about it, he had a problem. "Haven't our equipment been sent to Singapore? Where did the pre-registration physical examination come from?"

When the captain reminded him, everyone immediately patted hard and suddenly realized.

"His grandma, we were fooled by the boss!" Ramos shouted with a laugh.

"That's right, he's poor for this meal!" Marcelo also started to cheer.

"It depends on the boss's meaning. It should be to reward us. The same is true for the previous year and last year. Just find an excuse to reward us. Now, so let's not be polite. If you don't have a few hundred thousand per meal, we are embarrassed. By the way, we will call everyone of the team, as well as family and friends, and don't be polite to our boss!" Little Luo was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

When everyone heard this, they secretly shouted. This guy really regarded Yang Cheng as his father. What is this called cheating!

But it has to be said that Luo Xiao’s proposal was indeed supported by everyone, and everyone immediately said something and discussed it in one word, seeing where to eat and what to eat, finally came to a conclusion: eat whatever is the most expensive.

This is the first time Messi and Iniesta have experienced their situation like this, and they are both stunned. They feel that Yang Cheng, who seems to be very serious on weekdays, did not expect that he would have such a side in private, which makes them all look at him with admiration.

This also made them deeply believe that no one’s success is accidental!
Chapter completed!