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Chapter 166 Secret meeting (22)

Glory to defeat.

Tsuneyasu Miyamoto didn't want to face such a fact, but at the post-match press conference, facing the reporter's camera, he attended alone and took responsibility alone.

"I know you all want to interview Gao Sang. I told him not to come. He played well tonight, and the AFC Champions League scorer list has already explained everything. And this team, every player is good enough, tonight We tried until the last moment. But the result was brutal, it was ... a tactical error."

Koyasu Miyamoto lowered his head slightly when he said the last sentence. This statement surprised many Japanese reporters who came from afar.

"I really didn't expect Coach Miyamoto to take all the responsibility on himself."

"Although he is indeed very responsible, is he not worried at all about losing his handsome position?"

"What nonsense? Gamba is not a small family who has never seen the world. This team is... young, and this is the price of growth."

Most reporters still have sympathy and respect for Gamba at this moment, but at this moment there are still a small group of reporters who want to criticize: "Excuse me, Coach Miyamoto, how is Gao Yuyang now? Eliminated, is he blaming himself for missing three chances?"

"As I said, he did well enough tonight." Miyamoto Hengjing's face was a little ugly.

"Then his physical condition..."

"No comment!"

……

On this night, Guangzhou Evergrande, which has advanced to the final of the AFC Champions League for the second time in team history, is naturally a hot topic of news, but on a larger level, Gao Yuyang has received a lot of attention.Especially the scene where he and Tsuneyasu Miyamoto hugged on the court after the game became the headlines of various media.

The most popular of these is the comment on the official website of the AFC. This picture was pushed to the big picture on the homepage of the official website, with a short and clear title: Uncrowned King!

Now there is a popular saying: the fewer the words, the bigger the matter.In fact, the same is true for comments from others: the fewer words, the more truthful.

Gao Yuyang's performance this season is even seen by the AFC.

"Gamba Osaka was blocked from the final, but Gao Yuyang did not lose. Thirteen goals, breaking the record, at the same time, he has created a peak in the Asian arena. He lost one game, but won more , this young man is destined to be the most dazzling talented striker this season."

Many Chinese fans even intercepted Gao Yuyang's game data and shared them in the theme circle of Gao Yuyang, the emperor who knows football. A lot more.

This is the star effect... Many Chinese fans now think that Gao Yuyang is a star.

"Tough Paulinho, crushing Zheng Zhi, and smashing two former Premier League midfielders, what level is this kind of player? Tell yourself!"

"It is already at the first-class level in Asia, and the final result can't explain anything."

There are more posts discussing Gao Yuyang's goal: "Hey, I said, brothers, did you go off the track? Did no one talk about this goal?"

This is the real focus, and there will be more fans swiping the screen immediately.

"That's right, first-rate and second-rate in Asia, is it interesting to be self-indulgent? This is dry goods! With this kick alone, I have no objection to anyone saying that Gao Yuyang is world-class."

"Cough! Upstairs, passed by, even though this kick is really awesome."

"To be honest, Gao Yuyang's kick cured my constipation for a week. This kick is even better than Van Basten's. This is a zero-degree angle that really sticks to the bottom line. And tricky... professional appraisal from a 30-year-old fan."

"Pfft! It's really a tasteful comment upstairs, but I'm eating supper! What's more, it's pig's trotters!"

"Hey! Thirteen goals! The best scorer in the history of the AFC Champions League! By the way, brothers, did you see any football association men at the scene today?"

There are still fans who pay the most attention to this point, which is always inevitable.

But saying this at this time is doomed to fail.

"I don't know, I don't pay attention."

"I've been watching Gao Yuyang all the time, who cares so much about whether those old men come or not! Is it useful to come? Can they understand? Maybe it's better to just hang your head down and play with your phone."

"You shouldn't be discussing this. When it's so heated, what are you doing discussing those spoilers?"

"I'm afraid it's a primary school student who asked this question? I said earlier that this question is not decided by a few uncles. It is probably just a thought, understand?"

"I really want to know, why don't you ask Gao Yuyang directly."

"@东昌GOAL球王, is the boss there?"

……

At this moment, Gao Yuyang was actually holding his mobile phone, lying on the hospital bed, scrolling through his topic circles, being amused by the fans.

Ishikawa Kasumi was sitting next to him, holding a bowl of stewed soup, seeing Gao Yuyang's out-of-shape appearance, he patted Gao Yuyang on the knee of his left leg: "What are you looking at, I told you to open your mouth, silly !"

"Aw!" His left leg, which was in a plaster cast and bandaged, bumped against the iron railing beside the bed, causing his expression to distort in pain.

"Sister Jiachun...you want to murder!"

Ishikawa Kasumi showed a distressed expression, but soon heard that Gao Yuyang could still make jokes, and snorted coldly: "Anyway, you are not my real husband, it is not a big crime! You are still laughing, I don't know that I am a patient now, you It was an ankle soft tissue injury, and I was scared to death during the game."

"There's nothing to worry about. The doctor told me it's a week at most. Let's talk about my physical fitness." Gao Yuyang showed off his arms and showed off his muscles. "Maybe I'll be discharged from the hospital in three days, and I'll be a good man again."

Ishikawa Kasumi glanced at Gao Yuyang, and angrily put the soup on the bedside: "Then you eat it yourself, it seems that my coming is unnecessary."

Gao Yuyang immediately smiled honestly: "Hey, don't, why is Miss Jiachun still like this, I didn't expect you to come, you know, I just realized how right it is to agree to you as a manager thing!"

"Yes! Not only as a manager, but also as a part-time nanny!"

Ishikawa Kasumi pursed his lips, and quickly got to the point, and finally told Gao Yuyang what he had done in the past ten days and a half months, and told him that Nasser, the chairman of Greater Paris, would come to see him soon.

Gao Yuyang's eyes widened. Such important news came so suddenly that he couldn't digest it at all.

Seeing this expression, Ishikawa Kasumi felt a great sense of satisfaction, and proudly raised his head: "How about it, am I very good?"

"No...you don't let people come here! You can't come!" Gao Yuyang reacted quickly, and screamed out in shock: "How can I talk about things now, you...yes, you are a manager Hurry up and get in touch, anyway, he can't come now!"

Gao Yuyang almost shouted out, he didn't want to save face and was afraid of shame, but he knew in his heart that he really couldn't come.

joke!If the big benefactor of the big Paris sees that his feet are wrapped like rice dumplings, what a fart it is!

What level of club is Paris now?Those who spend money to buy are stars like Di Maria, Cavani, and Zlatan Ibrahimovic. What do you have?
If people saw Gao Yuyang who was seriously injured, he would definitely veto it with one vote. It was easy to think that he would do the same thing himself. Who would wait for an injured number?

Even if this person has potential, in the football world, injuries can destroy everything.

Gao Yuyang grabbed Ishikawa Kasumi's clothes anxiously, the door of the ward was knocked, Ishikawa Kasumi opened the door, and a middle-aged man who was not too tall stood at the door, wearing a suit and wearing an Arab haircut on his head. A traditional headscarf and oversized sunglasses.

With a very strange outfit, the middle-aged man smiled and asked, "Excuse me, is Gao Yuyang here?"

Staring at him with two pairs of eyes, the middle-aged man walked in slowly, took off his sunglasses and scarf, glanced at Gao Yuyang, and introduced himself without losing his grace: "Gao Yuyang, hello, I am Nasser Al-Khelai Fey, Paris Saint-Germain is my team. So, as you think, I came to see you today and I think we can talk."

Gao Yuyang and Ishikawa Kasumi looked at each other, obviously feeling their heart beating faster, taking a deep breath and still being surprised.

Although he hasn't talked about it yet, he can also feel two points from the attitude of the other party. There is definitely sincerity and something to talk about!

Couldn't help shaking his head, Gao Yuyang felt that this world was unreal: Are these local tyrants who are not short of money so generous and kind?

For Gao Yuyang, this was a sudden surprise.

As for Nasser, he never expected to meet Gao Yuyang like this, but since he was able to come, he knew that now was the time.

He needed a private meeting, a private conversation.

As for Gao Yuyang's injury... Nasser just glanced at his ankle, as if he didn't see it.

(End of this chapter)