Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

"There are so few people?" As soon as he walked into the Peace and Friendship Stadium, Zhang Yan excitedly held a stand against the stadium and took pictures, but there was room for a blockbuster. Tianlai Novel Ww

　　 "This is not a sport that the Greeks like," Feng Yiping took them to find a seat, saying that it's okay if there are fewer people, so you don't have to worry too much about safety.

　　 Anyway, there are often turbulent European football matches, and he never dared to watch it on the spot.

　　 "It might be more in the wait," Jin Ling said.

　　 She is actually not interested in these, but it is not easy to stay on the boat to sleep a lot.

When we and the Russian girls enter the stadium, at least two thirds of the seats in the Peace and Friendship Stadium, which can accommodate 13ooo people, are empty. The main players for watching the game are naturally the fans from China and our overseas students in Europe. They.

　　 The **** fans were very excited. From the moment the athlete entered the stadium, they tirelessly waved the bright five-star red flag on their seats.

　　 Zhang Yan did not give too much, with his hands folded into a loudspeaker and shouted "Feng Kun, Feng Kun," excitedly.

　　 Feng Kun, the captain of the women's volleyball team and setter, is her favorite player.

　　 Jin Ling looked at Zhang Yan in surprise. This little girl is usually quite quiet, but she did not expect to be so fanatical now.

　　 "Do you think we will win tonight?" Jin Ling asked.

"It's very difficult. Our main player ranked first in offense and third in block in the World Cup last year. Zhao Ruirui, who can pose a threat to opponents as long as he plays, only played 5o seconds in the first game. Quit the game because of a fractured bone,"

"This is not only a morale-affecting incident, but also our overall strength. We have not only lost a general, but also because of the rule that players who are absent from matches due to injuries cannot be replaced by others. In the beginning, it was relying on 11 people to fight with 12 people from other national teams."

　　 "But looking at Russia again, not only is the lineup full, but in the last game, it just completed a shocking reversal against Brazil, and morale is also booming."

　　 "Then we are not optimistic?" Her layman only cares about the outcome.

　　 "It's hard to say, our technology is quite comprehensive, especially the tactics of this session, known as ‘Chinese Wisdom’, which will surprise you from time to time. This time, maybe it will also bring us surprises,"

　　 Jin Ling gave him a white look, "I can talk all this nonsense, so why don't you just stop?"

　　 This is the anger that hasn't disappeared yet.

　　 "Do you think I don't want to be a little bit more crisp? But how can you make me crisp in this situation?"

　　 Can you press hard like this?

　　 Zhang Yan glanced at them and said simply, "I believe we can win!"

　　 "Yes, I also believe that we will definitely win the final victory," Feng Yiping said with a smile.

　　 "Principle, it's such a rare thing," Jin Ling glanced at him and muttered softly.

　　 "More rare is the accurate grasp and decision of the future," Feng Yiping said.

　　 "Then you conclude that Russia will definitely lose?"

"Yes, I believe,"

　　 "I don't believe it yet, I think the Russian team will win," Jin Ling said unconvinced.

　　 "Be quiet," Feng Yiping gave her a hand. If this is heard by the domestic fans in front, and then recognized by them, it might become a minor accident.

　　Presidents of well-known domestic companies, supporting our opponents in the Olympics? If such a thing is posted on a domestic forum, it will definitely arouse everyone's disgust.

　　 "Look at your timid appearance," Jin Ling glanced at Feng Yiping.

　　 Am I timid? I am..., well, Feng Yiping lowered his head silently.

　　 "Dare you gamble?" She looked at Feng Yiping provocatively.

　　 "What to bet on?" Feng Yiping asked.

　　 "Bet...," Jin Ling couldn't think of a good condition for a while.

　　 If it was what I hoped for, and if it could be determined through this game, he would have won, but he would never lose.

　　 So Jin Ling was a little unwilling to bet on such conditions, do I still have to catch up?

　　 "Money?" Feng Yiping suggested with a smile.

　　 "Will you care?" Jin Ling gave him a white glance.

　　 "Who said I don't care? Don't you care?"

　　 Jin Ling would usually care, but this time, how could she care?

　　 "Just bet on one thing," Zhang Yan suggested next to him, "The one who loses, unconditionally promise the winner one thing,"

　　 "Zhang Yan's proposal is very good, unconditional, how about it, dare you?" Jin Ling raised his chin and said to Feng Yiping.

　　 "Unconditional, that is, there is no principle in that matter, this, isn't it?" Feng Yiping pretended to avoid it.

　　 "Can you just make it easier, don't mother-in-law, do you?" Jin Ling already raised his palm.

　　 "Okay," Feng Yiping tried his best to make himself seem a little hesitant to greet him. With a "pop", their bet was officially established.

　　…………

　　 "Shh," With the loud whistle, the final event of the women's volleyball team of this Olympic Games officially kicked off.

　　A very amateur audience, Jin Ling, this would be the one who watched the most seriously, but immediately she patted her lap, "What happened?"

At the beginning of the game, with the cheering of Russian fans, under the shining of flashing lights, the Russian team’s No. 5, Chachikova, um, there are a lot of "babies" in the Russian team. It may be a little excited, so it’s a little bit hard. Too hard, and beautifully hit the ball out of bounds.

　　 Zhang Yan glanced at Jin Ling over there, "You and Mr. Jin, are you okay?"

　　 Feng Yiping is a little nervous, she can't see anything, right?

　　 "You will gradually get used to it. President Kim is responsible for almost all domestic affairs. The pressure is very high. Every time I meet, I will inevitably lose a few words by her."

　　 "Oh," Zhang Yan glanced at Feng Yiping, "Jin is always under pressure."

　　 "Or, under the same conditions, let's take a gamble?" Feng Yiping said.

　　 "We both support the national team, how do we gamble?"

　　 "It's simple, we can bet on the outcome of each round," Feng Yiping said.

　　 "I won't," Zhang Yan should have noticed Feng Yiping's self-confidence, and simply refused.

　　 Feng Yiping was a little disappointed at once, if he could use this game to solve two difficult problems, that would be great!

　　 Well, I am a little greedy.

　　 The game on the field is going on fiercely, and the masters make the move, that is, simply, you attack and defend, you come and I go, but most of them are only two rounds to see the victory.

　　 It only took just over three minutes to start the game, and the two sides have already tied four times.

　　 The Russian team wins in morale, physical strength and height, while the Chinese girls win in flexible tactics.

As the second game draws to a close, Feng Yiping and Zhang Yan can’t hide their solemn faces, while Jin Ling’s faces are filled with uncontrollable joy, "Hey, do you feel that? The head coach of the Russian team is actually quite Lovely,"

　　 cute? The head coach of the Russian team Karpoli, but the famous roaring emperor, regardless of winning or losing, always roar hoarse from the sidelines, more than once, his roar can stand out tenaciously from the cheers.

　　 "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” Following the first game, the Chinese team lost to Russia 25:27 by two points.

　　 "Yeah!" Jin Ling waved his fist and jumped up.

　　 Competitive sports has such a charm, and even laymen can quickly be infected by it.

　　 "Remind you, Russia has realized the reversal of the winning Brazil team before it was behind the first two games," Feng Yiping said.

　　 "Hehe, I don't care about history, I only enjoy the present,"

　　 "But history is often surprisingly repeated,"

　　 "Can't you afford to lose?" Jin Ling simply sealed his mouth.

　　 However, in the third game, the Russian team almost repeated the mistakes of the Brazilian team, making mistakes, and the roar of the old man Calpoli became more and more visible.

　　 But this does not help the situation.

　　 In the 3rd game, 2o:25 lost to China. With the timeout, Kalpoli's roar became more and more fierce. In the fourth game, the Russian team once again lost to China with a score of 22:25.

　　 "Can he stop being so fierce?" Jin Ling said with her fist clenched.

　　 So, this woman's mind is to become faster.

In the last and most critical game, Calpoli seems to have converged. Every time he is suspended, he is rare and very pleasant, but it still does not help. Although the chasing is very tight, every ball will go back and forth several rounds. However, the Chinese team has always maintained a two-point advantage.

　　 When the venue was exchanged, the Chinese team led by 8:6. The fans on the sidelines had long been unable to sit still and had all stood up.

　　 Soon, with a slam dunk at the 4th position, we extended the score advantage to 3 points, leading by 11:8.

　　 However, Russia also played tenaciously and quickly caught the score to 11:12.

　　 Jin Ling also unknowingly changed the camp. Together with Zhang Yan, the Russian main attacker Gamova, who watched the ball, said, "Mistakes, mistakes,"

　　 Gamova swayed very steadily, but our performance was even better. Zhang Ting's beautiful back fast won us another key point.

　　 Calpoli’s disappointment, to be honest, Feng Yiping felt a bit sour after seeing it.

　　 Amidst the cheers of the Chinese fans, the women's volleyball girls blocked the block and scored another point at 14:11. After the game lasted two and a half hours, we reached the match point with a three-point lead in the tiebreaker.

　　 Russia is really tenacious. Faced with the morale of the Chinese team, they actually pulled back one point and rewritten the score to 14:12.

　　 Live, how should I put it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This should be more stressful than playing-except for Feng Yiping.

　　 The last ball, of course, only Feng Yiping knows, you come and I go several times, in the end, Zhang Yuehong made a beautiful buckle, 15:12, and established the victory.

At this moment, the on-site commentator seemed to be stupid, and it was rare to quiet down. Jin Ling was a little confused and was about to ask a question. The girls on the field were already excited and huddled together. The coaches and alternate players outside the field. Throwing down the things in their hands one after another, flying towards the field, everyone hugged each other excitedly, not laughing, but crying!

　　 "We won!" Feng Yiping said loudly, standing up, his eyes could not help being red.

　　 Such a scene makes him unable to himself.

　　 "We won!" Zhang Yan squeezed Feng Yiping away, hugging Jin Ling and dancing and laughing.

　　 "I lost," Jin Ling glanced at Feng Yiping, "After making this choice, I knew that both left and right were losing."

　　 Looking at the tears in the corner of her eyes, Feng Yiping felt his heartache very clearly.