Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu

Su Yue blinked towards Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, if the person in charge of the Huaxia National Football Association stands in front of you, what do you want to say to him at this moment?"

I pondered all the way.

After arriving in Milan.

She expected that Ye Chen's press conference would definitely flood into many media reporters.

Even if I get the opportunity to ask questions.

There is also at most only one question of time.

Su Yue thought of the domestic fans, the anger of the Football Association, and the official website and Weibo of the Football Association that were washed away.

The fans were extremely disappointed in the Football Association: such an excellent player was actually banned by the Football Association, where is the heavenly reason

! So Su Yue plucked up the courage and asked this soul torture in front of Ye Chen and many media!

Football Association?

What a harsh word!

Not only does it sound harsh.

It smelled more like Xiang!

Ye Chen frowned.

Because Su Yue asked questions in Chinese.

Other reporters present did not know what question she was asking.

Just looking at Ye Chen holding his hands in front of his chest and thinking seriously, he instinctively felt that this must be a question worth pondering.

Fortunately, among the many journalists present, one graduated from the Chinese Department of the University of Milan.

He understood Su Yue's question and volunteered to help the reporters at the scene translate the question.

The girl asked Ye what he wanted to say to the leaders of their country's football association?"

These journalists don't usually pay attention to Chinese football.

After all, in their eyes, this eastern country is a football desert, and there are no football events worth paying attention to.

Naturally, he didn't know about Ye Chen's banning by the Football Association.

The reporters waited for a long time, and did not see Ye Chen answer.

They all started whispering.

It seems that Ye must have a very deep affection for their national football association, and he is probably searching for some words of gratitude in his mind, trying to organize the language.

"Yes, although I don't pay attention to Huaxia football, but when I was at the 2008 Huaxia Olympics, I went to the scene to report that those Chinese diving and gymnasts, after winning the gold medal, the first thank you was their parent organization, I estimated, Ye Chen's mood at the moment is the same." "

Hahaha, their football association must have taken off with joy, such a talented teenager, if Italy can produce such a young talent as

Ye, our football association must be happy!" "But isn't it, every country's football association is for players, watching their own children grow up, can you not be happy!" "

Ye has not spoken, he must be very excited at the moment, it is estimated that he was asked by this female reporter in his heart..."

Ye Chen's mind was in chaos.

He struggled to control his emotions.

Su Yue's question suddenly brought his thoughts back to the East Asian Youth Competition.

Neon Nation players' goalline stepping on the ball provocatively celebrates....

Fight back on your own, fly a tackle, save the ball...

The brawl between the two sides....

In the Shaolin Temple, boring meditation....

On the TV in the dormitory, I saw the announcement that the Football Association would permanently kick himself out of the national team....

Also, when descending the mountain, the Shaolin abbot encouraged himself....

This scene is a scene.

Like a movie played backwards, it flashed in Ye Chen's mind.

A stream of qi and blood rushed towards Ye Chen's brain! He

only felt that the skin on his whole body tightened instantly.

The palm

that was originally flat on the table of the press conference clicked and clenched into a clenched fist! The clenched fist was lifted

off the table and presented in a suspended posture.

Ye Chen slowly raised his head.

His eyes were covered with coarse bloodshots

! This bloodshot was like a meridian beating, and it was about to burst at any time!

That kind and smiling face disappeared.

In its place, a gloomy and angry face!

This sudden change caught Su Yue off guard.

She was shocked by Ye Chen's aura and was so frightened that she hurriedly took three steps back.

Ye Chen's whole body, the overflowing qi and blood, spread throughout the press conference site.

Even if it's a reporter sitting in the last row.

You can also feel the strong tension at the scene.

In the air, there was an indescribable sense of restlessness.

This is Shaolin Kung Fu, bringing the aura to Ye Chen!"Ye

, what's wrong with you?"

Inter coach Conte, who was sitting next to him, looked at his disciple with a surprised expression.

Ye Chen's state really scared him.

Inter general manager Marotta was also scratching his head.

He also did not know about the dispute between Ye Chen and the Football Association.

But seeing Ye Chen's angry look, the sensitivity of professional football managers made him instinctively feel that there must be something wrong with this.

"Ye, drink some water.

Marotta quickly got up, handed over a bottle of water, and bent down to look at Ye Chen with concern.

Ye Chen took the water.

Forced to endure the anger in his heart, Dong Dong is a mouthful.

This mouthful of ice water rushed into the stomach.

It was as if the spring water rushed towards the hot magma

! Ye Chen's internal organs were instantly boiled

! "Beat him up!" Ye

Chen blurted out!

In his mind, he instinctively remembered what the Shaolin abbot said to himself when he went down the mountain.

Su Yue: "???

" "Beat him!" Ye

Chen's evil fire moved between his internal organs.

The top anger towards the football association made him care about the elegance of his words.

"You just said that if the person in charge of the football association stands in front of you," Su Yue's slender body was oppressed by Ye Chen's aura, "You want to beat him?" Ye

Chen nodded fiercely

! "Tell you so, if the person in charge of the football association stands in front of me, I will pick up a football, use the power of the shot that hit Rome in the last round, and kick his head with a kick!"

Ye Chen's clenched fists and slammed on the table!

I hate the Football Association so much in my heart,

it's not exactly a matter of being banned.

Over the years, Chinese football has deteriorated year by year, and it has finally been sparse.

Every Chinese who loves football, who does not hate the Football Association, grits his teeth with hatred!

If the person in charge of the Football Association, really as Su Yue said, will stand in front of Ye Chen now.

Ye Chen will definitely use his powerful Vajra legs to kick his head!

Everyone looked at each other.

All of them were confused by the second monk.

In addition to Su Yue, and Ye Chen himself.

No one could figure out why Ye Chen suddenly became angry!

until the reporter who would Chinese stood up

and said: "Ye just said that he wants to beat the people of their football association and kick him in the head

???

???

!"

Only hearing the electronic sound of the camera dropping

, Su Yue broke the silence.

Her eyes flashed with determination, and she walked in front of Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, you play well in Europe, don't think about anything, every goal you score, is a slap on the face

of the Football Association!" "When you win the Serie A championship one day, without your hand, the domestic fans will definitely personally block the door of the Football Association and beat him!"