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Chapter 11 I got it!

“Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!!!”

"The ball has entered-!!"

"Kezman! It's Kezman! He is like a cheetah, capturing opportunities at critical moments and using his head to help Chelsea score a goal! The score has become 0-1, and the Blues who are visiting Princes Park Stadium will take the lead!"

“This is surprising!”

"From the beginning of the game until just now, Chelsea's performance was average, but they seemed to have just not taken the initiative and were always tempted. When they launched the offensive, Saint-Germain's defense could not bear it..."

"Before, Kezhmann fell into a goal drought. He played for two consecutive months and did not score eight times, but Mourinho still trusted him very much. Now he uses goals to prove that he has not let down the head coach's trust!"

"0-1! After Chelsea completed the goal, Paris Saint-Germain was not easy to play..."

“…”

Just as the commentator said, Chelsea's goal was surprising.

Since the start of the game, Chelsea's playing style has been very conservative and has a relatively large turnover rate, which is beneficial to Paris Saint-Germain.

In the matchup between the two sides, Paris Saint-Germain has little advantage, but has been playing a threatening offensive and has performed relatively well overall.

But Chelsea only played an excellent offensive and obtained a corner kick, and then used the corner kick opportunity to complete the goal.

This kind of goal makes people feel very sudden.

But it is an indisputable fact that Chelsea scored a goal!

No matter whether I feel it suddenly or can't accept it, the score has been rewritten!

The Blues fans who arrived were cheering wildly, and their voices also led to some neutral fans shouting endlessly. The atmosphere on the scene was mobilized, and the cheers belonged to the visiting fans.

The media seats are relatively quiet.

If we analyze it from the perspective of goals alone, the British reporters present should applaud Chelsea's goal, while the French reporters should be upset about their national team's concealment of the goal, but because of what happened just now, they were all a little stunned.

Did Chelsea score?

Really entered!

Many reporters felt it was an illusion. They looked at the scoreboard carefully and saw that the number was ‘0:1’, so they were sure that they were living in reality.

But...why did you enter?

Many reporters remembered the young Asian boy just now, and said confidently that Chelsea would score a goal soon, and their inner shock was beyond words.

Is this a fool?

Yes, definitely!

"He has such a good luck."

Turning his thinking to this angle, the reporters immediately felt a lot more balanced, and then they all looked at Bertrand with gloating pleasure.

They still remember the bet they just now!

Ordinary people have the mentality of watching the excitement, and media reporters are also ordinary people who take it out alone, and they also have the mentality of watching the excitement.

The difference is that they just wanted to watch the fun of that Asian boy, but now they want to watch the fun of Bertrand.

To compare the two, Bertrand, who is famous in the media circle, is more lively.

At this time, Bertrand's brain was in trouble.

Just half a minute ago, he kept looking at the watch clock. He remembered that many of his colleagues around him were doing the same thing. He just waited for the time to pass and could ridicule the Asian boy who was disgusted with his mouth.

Now……

How could it be? Chelsea actually scored a goal?

"This is impossible!"

Bertrand almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out words he didn't believe, but his British colleagues around him would not let him go--

"Impossible? Mr. Bertrand, you should face the reality. Chelsea scored a goal, but I remember the bet just now."

"I remember, too."

"I heard it clearly!"

"Count me!"

“…”

Just now, Bertrand talked about his views on the game in an unquestionable tone, but it annoyed many British colleagues, and even some French colleagues had their opinions on him.

They will not let go of the opportunity to take advantage of the situation!

Listening to the voices of his peers around him, Bertrand's face turned dark. He didn't expect that his luck was so bad. The Asian boy said that Chelsea would score, and Chelsea really scored.

This is too irritating!

Amid the noisy words of people around him, he turned to look at Zhang Yang with a cold face.

Smiling with a kind smile.

That seemed to Bertrand as sarcasm and sarcasm.

"You guys are lucky!" Bertrand's tone was not very friendly, "You really got confused!"

Zhang Yang curled his lips, "Mr. Bertrand, you won't go back on your word, right? If I remember correctly, you should apologize to me."

"Yes, apologize!"

"Hurry up! Bertrand!"

"Keep your word!"

The pedestrians around followed suit and started to cheer.

Bertrand suddenly became even more embarrassed, his cheeks were flushed, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a word, "I'm sorry."

"Just sorry? No, that's not the case."

Zhang Yang shook his head quickly, his expression did not change at all. He looked around and shrugged, "We have agreed that you will apologize to me on a public media platform. I can accept newspapers, magazines, TV broadcasts, or Weibo that you certified on the Internet. I think with Mr. Bertrand's character, he should not keep his word, right?"

"certainly."

Bertrand was quite arrogant.

Zhang Yang doesn’t believe in the other party’s character, but just like the other party’s feelings before, with such multimedia colleagues, things cannot be covered up at all and will definitely be exposed.

The other party apologized just to lose some face. If he didn't apologize, it would definitely affect his career as a journalist.

Zhang Yang asked Andy for paper and pen, wrote a note and handed it to Bertrand, and then explained, "This is my name, Zhang Yang, please keep it. Otherwise, I am worried that you will not know the partner if you apologize. In addition, I am a Chinese, working in the sports foreign media department of the BBC TV station in the UK, and I am an intern."

"Just an intern?"

"Yes!"

Bertrand listened angrily.

The laughter of colleagues around them became even louder. They didn't expect that Zhang Yang was just an intern. Bertrand, a famous reporter from "French Football" in the circle, lost to an intern, and perhaps they could all be reported as a gossip.

Bertrand regretted it.

If I had known that the other party was just an intern, why would I have to bet with him?

The game has started again at this time.

As soon as the matter was over, the reporters sat down again.

Zhang Yang noticed that Denise gave a thumbs up here, and he smiled back.

"You are so lucky!" After sitting down, Andy couldn't help but say, "I was still worried just now, but I didn't expect Chelsea to really score a goal. How did you see it?"

"Just good luck."

Zhang Yang said in response, and Andy didn't care. He was still talking about Bertrand's expression, "It's so interesting. This is the first time I've seen that guy be ugly."

"If he didn't say that, I wouldn't bet with him."

"He has a bad temper, an annoying guy!" Andy commented and continued to watch the game.

In the following game, people around him began to ask Zhang Yang frequently when discussing the game.

"What do you think about the current situation?"

"Can Chelsea score a goal in the first half? I hope it can score!"

"How do you think of this set ball?"

"Marklelai's kick was so dirty! He should be sent off! What do you think?"

“…”

After a lot of colleagues asked, Zhang Yang also felt a sense of pride that he had become the core.

He answered patiently.

If you want to become an excellent media reporter, it is also essential to make extensive connections.

However, Zhang Yang only answered questions that he knew, such as ‘Is there a chance for this free kick?’, ‘Will this corner kick be scored?’, and so on. As for Fan Fan’s questions, such as ‘Who will win?’, ‘How is the second half?’, he did not comment on the grounds that he knew too little about the two teams.

Over time, my colleagues around me discovered that this young Asian boy said it very accurately every time, even incredibly accurate.

"I see!"

"I finally know why!"

Just after a Chelsea attack, someone suddenly stood up and shouted, "Zhang! You must be following this 'flattering' Weibo! Right?!!"
Chapter completed!
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