Soon, Liu Hao ran over with a Yinghua team uniform and handed it to Yang Daye: "This one is double-enlarged. However, the number of this dress is 15, and other numbers under 11 are all subject to the main ones."

"The number doesn't matter. Just play football." Yang Daye doesn't matter. Although he always likes to play forward and is more likely to be number 9. After all, this is not a professional game, so he can play. So he smiled and reached out to take the clothes handed over by Liu Hao.

"That's good. I'll report it to you. Because I haven't cooperated, I can only feel wronged as a substitute." Liu Hao touched the back of his head and said.

"No problem. Uh~" Yang Daye nodded.

When Liu Hao turned around, he went to work on other things, but he didn't notice that Yang Daye was stunned after he finished speaking.

It's over. The hallucination is coming again.

Since Yang Daye took the jersey from Liu Hao, the auditory hallucinations that he thought had disappeared had appeared in his mind again.

"Ding, I found that the jersey has a capability bag."

"White 1-star straight pass technical bag, there is a 5% chance of threatening the pass when passing the ball."

"Put on your jersey and you can bind it."

I copied it. I'm having such an illusion again. It seems that I have played too many football games during this period. If this continues, will I become mentally ill in the future?

"Daye, why are you standing there? Put it on quickly. Then go over and say hello to everyone." Li Hong found that his nephew was in a daze, and said with a nudge.

"Oh. OK." Yang Daye recovered from his daze, responded quickly, and then put his jersey on his head.

"Ding, the binding was successful."

As soon as he put on his jersey, another sound rang in his mind, which made his mouth twitch unnaturally.

"When you have the chance to play later, you can perform well. Don't embarrass us Chinese." Li Hongyu ordered earnestly.

"Yeah, yeah." Yang Daye responded perfunctorily, but was thinking in his heart that after he finished playing the ball, he would have to find some time to see a British doctor. He had the important task of helping his family, so he could not become a lunatic.

After Yang Daye approached those unfamiliar teammates of Yinghua team, he was pulled over by Liu Hao. "Come on, Daye. I will introduce you to the members of Yinghua team."

"Okay. Brother Hao."

"This is Daye, Lao Li's nephew, just came from China. He will be our substitute later. This is Lao Liu, this is cockfighting, this is gay and often...

"Hello. I'm very happy to know you." Yang Daye temporarily put aside the auditory hallucinations and greeted the middle-aged uncles politely.

"Hello. Welcome to join us."

"Okay, everyone is teammates. Now we start warming up and preparing to fuck them. "When Yang Daye said hello to everyone, Liu Hao said hello to everyone and asked everyone to start warming up.

"good.···"

Yang Daye then began to warm up with everyone. Since he graduated from school, he hasn't touched football for a month or two. When he touched football again, he immediately became excited. This also temporarily diverted his attention to hallucinations.

From the warm-up, Yang Daye found that the uncles of Yinghua team were very good at skills, and they were considered to be better at basic skills in amateur football. The only thing that was not satisfactory was that the physical fitness of the big guy was relatively average.

This is understandable. After all, people over thirty years old cannot compete with young men in their twenties.

After following his teammates, Yang Daye couldn't help looking at the opponent of Yinghua team today.

Yang Daye just heard from his teammates that his opponent this time is Alhamma, which is a team composed of the Green Cultivation Community next to Chinatown. The opponent is wearing a green jersey with white blocks. It looks like it is basically from the Middle East, and there are two black players.

These are nothing, the key is that the other party’s members are younger and look younger and stronger.

"It seems that the other party has a lot of advantages in physical and physical fitness." After observing for a while, Yang Daye also basically understood the superficial situation of both parties.

"Hmm? Is this?" After staying on the opponent's black player for a while, a white light suddenly lit up from the opponent's head in Yang Daye's vision.

I copied it, and the condition worsened again. Yang Daye couldn't help but curse secretly.

Then, Yang Daye looked at other opponents and found that white light was lit up on other people's heads to varying degrees. However, different people's degree of white light was different.

The two black players on the other side were the brightest on their heads.

Yang Daye didn't know what was going on. But these different lights made him feel that maybe this was not as simple as an illusion.

He turned to look at his teammates. After watching carefully for a while, white light also appeared on his head. Different people were different in their light. The brightest one was Liu Hao, and the brightness of the others was weaker.

After observing his teammates, Yang Daye found that the brightness of Yinghua team seemed to be inferior to that of the opponent.

It was these different discoveries that made Yang Daye's eyes suddenly lit up. Could it be that I had special abilities?

Could it be that these white lights represent the strength of the opponent?

Compared with Yang Daye's personal evaluation of the players on both sides after his observation, he found that those who he thought were strong were basically more powerful. Of course, some were brighter than he thought.

As soon as this situation occurs, Yang Daye is a little difficult to judge his condition. He doesn't know whether his condition has worsened or his special abilities have appeared.

Although he still thought that he had hallucinations after falling into his head, the current situation made him look a little bit more expectant.

Perhaps, what appears in the vision and in your mind is not a bad thing, but a great thing?

"What's wrong? Daye, why are you stupid?" Liu Hao noticed Yang Daye's a little stunned, so he nudged Yang Daye.

"Ah, ah. I'm just observing the other party." Yang Daye came to his senses and quickly explained.

"The opponent's strength is stronger than ours. But so what? They are all amateurs, and no matter how strong they are, they can't go there. Let's unite and not lose to them." Liu Hao said with great enthusiasm after looking at the Alhamma team.

"Yes." Yang Daye nodded and responded.

"Okay. The game is about to begin. Now everyone comes and talks about the tactics for waiting." Liu Hao then called everyone to come and talks about the tactics.

Although Yang Daye was a substitute, he still listened carefully to everyone discussing tactics.

Yang Daye did not interrupt. He didn't understand the situation of his opponents, so it would be great if he could hear it. However, he soon discovered that although Yinghua team only played an amateur game, their tactics were one by one. This situation was much more professional than those who played football in their spare time in China.

After listening to the tactics, Yang Daye walked back to the bench on the sidelines to sit down.

At this time, Yang Daye also discovered that although this was just an amateur game that was not at all good, he had all the referees and linesmanship, and even had the fourth official doing statistics.
Chapter completed!