"Southampton has been very popular recently.
Bielsa is a very good head coach.
The current predicament is only temporary.
I believe it will be out of the way soon.
By then, Southampton will surely become a blockbuster."
Howard Wilkinson is confident about Southampton. starter With the current lineup of Southampton, let alone the English League One, even in the English Championship, it is the undisputed strongest king.
Coupled with Bielsa's coaching ability, this Southampton team It would be unjustifiable if Ampton was not strong.
Yang Huan sat next to him, crossed his legs, and laughed, "It's hard to say anything about football matches.
The winner or loser is unknown.
Who dares to say that he will win for sure?"
"Then why are you betting so big with them?"
Wilkinson was a little confused about Yang Huan.
If no one else talks, let’s talk about John Hunter’s half a million pounds.
Perhaps in the eyes of wealthy people, this amount of money is nothing, but for many white-collar workers in London, their annual salary is only thirty to forty thousand pounds, and tax is deducted, so for them, half a million pounds is nothing.
It is the result of several years of hard work and no food or drink.
"Is it big?"
Yang Huan shook his head and laughed, "I hope they bet bigger."
"So confident" Wilkinson was a little surprised.
Yang Huan nodded, "We have to send out all our main players in this game.
If we lose, everyone will have to walk back to Southampton."
Wilkinson was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed.
Southampton, who had sent their main force, had a certain chance of winning.
While Yang Huan was talking to Wilkinson, Zhang Ning finally finished all the things Yang Huan asked.
Amid the wolf-like eyes of a group of men, he walked to the seat next to Yang Huan and sat down.
"It's all done."
Zhang Ning said in a low voice, "A total of 1.65 million pounds has been collected."
"Wow, that's a lot."
Yang Huan was a little surprised by this number.
In total, it’s almost 20 million yuan, not much, but not much.
"Are you really confident?"
Zhang Ning was a little worried for him.
The bet is on goal difference, which means that if Southampton draws or loses by one goal, Yang Huan will lose 1.65 million pounds, but if Southampton loses by two goals, Yang Huan will lose 3.33 million pounds.
One hundred thousand pounds, and so on.
Although a collapse of Southampton is unlikely, it is a fact that Southampton has been in poor shape recently.
"Risks and opportunities are equal.
As big a risk as there are opportunities, I'm not afraid of it.
What are you afraid of?"
Yang Huan looked at Zhang Ning with a smile.
This girl's frightened look was quite pitiful and unusual.
Touching style.
Sometimes when I think about it, I really can't help but want to eat her.
But every time, Yang Huan held back.
As the saying goes, if love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
What Yang Huan wants is long-term, not a brief spring breeze.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Ning couldn't help but recall the night at Languifang Bar in Longhai City more than a month ago.
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The huge bet between Yang Huan and Liu Mingwei was the first time she had a profound impression on Yang Huan, especially his confidence.
Even now, she still has a fresh memory.
A month has passed.
For some people, a month seems short and fleeting.
But for Zhang Ning, this past month was the most colorful month in her life.
Because in this month, she did a lot of things that she had never done in her life, or even dared to think about.
For example, she drove a Lamborghini in the busiest downtown area of Longhai City without any crashes or scratches.
Also, she was once a top student and was taken care of by a rich second generation.
More importantly, she was gradually developing dependence and affection for Yang Huan from being helpless at first.
She doesn't know how long her psychological defense can last.
Or maybe her so-called psychological defense is actually gone.
"Sun Yue" Yang Huan moved his hands behind him.
Sun Yue immediately looked over from behind and said, "Master Huan, what are your orders?"
"The players have returned to the dressing room after warming up.
Go and tell them that this game must be won by me.
I will remove the reward I arranged before and replace it with a new one.
For every goal difference over Charlton, I will Just reward everyone with half a million pounds."
"Fifty thousand pounds" Sun Yue was shocked by Yang Huan's generosity.
"Go" Yang Huan waved his hand.
Sun Yue immediately packed up his excitement and hurriedly left the podium.
But I was thinking to myself, why the hell am I not a professional player?
One ball costs half a million pounds.
Outside the home team's locker room at Valley Stadium.
Bradley Wright-Phillips was stopped outside the locker room door.
He recognized that this man was a second-generation rich man in London who had been hanging out with a man named John Hunter.
"Master John asked me to inform you that you should try your best to score goals during the game.
For every goal you score, Master John will privately reward you 10,000 pounds," the loser said with a smile.
In fact, John Hunter said it was 20,000, but he intercepted 10,000 in the middle, which was regarded as a commission.
'Ten thousand pounds' Bradley Wright Phillips was shocked.
His monthly salary is not that much.
"Yes, I will cash it in after the game, so you have to work harder during the game and score more goals.
If you can score a few more, don't be weak.
Maybe Master John will give you more bonuses when he is happy."
Wright-Phillips nodded vigorously, "I understand, don't worry, Southampton's two central defenders, one is tall and clumsy, the other is young and inexperienced, I will defeat them."
"Okay, with your words, Master John and I will feel relieved."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Bradley Wright-Phillips let out a heavy sigh.
He is a Manchester City player and the younger brother of former England international right winger Wright-Phillips.
Although they are two brothers, one is an international player and the other has been in the low-level for a long time.
In the league, the situation is completely different.
Now, Bradley Wright-Phillips wants to score more goals with Southampton, earn more money, and earn more fame.
He may have the opportunity to play in the British Championship or even the Premier League in the future.
"You're dead Southampton" The visiting team's locker room at Valley Stadium.
Luis Borini stood in the middle of the dressing room, his burning eyes scanning every player.
Bielsa had just finished laying out the team's tactics and stood aside.
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Usually the team's responsibility for encouraging players is left to Luis Borini, while Bielsa concentrates on the tactical level.
"Master Huan just sent someone to notify you."
As soon as Yang Huan was mentioned, the locker room suddenly became noisy and everyone started talking.
"Master Huan said that all the rewards previously promised will be cancelled."
“What cancellation” "How could it be possible that Master Huan is not this kind of person?"
"Yes, Master Huan has always been true to his word, and what he says is true.
How could he cancel the reward he agreed on before?"
"Is there something wrong?"
As soon as Luis Borini finished speaking, everyone was full of surprise.
The old Argentinian raised his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.
"You heard it right, Master Huan said that the previous reward was cancelled, and he made a new one."
Only then did everyone understand, and everyone suppressed their curiosity and looked at Luis Borini with concern.
"We not only want to win this game, but also win beautifully and win a big victory, so Master Huan's rewards are based on goal difference.
For every goal we score more than Charlton, Master Huan will reward Half a million pounds" "Wow" The whole locker room immediately went crazy. half a million pounds Everyone looked at Luis Borini in stunned silence.
is this true Really, one more goal difference equals half a million pounds more God, the world is going crazy Even if Ibrahimovic's annual salary is 12 million euros and the reward of 500,000 pounds is full of temptation for him, because after calculation, he can get at least 20,000 to 30,000 pounds.
GBP.
"We have all seen that the current situation of the team is not good.
There are a lot of doubts about Southampton from the outside.
Everyone in the club is under tremendous pressure.
Master Huan has made up his mind to break this pressure and break through at all costs.
The dilemma and bottleneck the team is currently facing” As Luis Borini spoke again, everyone in the locker room seemed a little excited.
"I know that we are all professional players and playing football is a profession, but you should ask yourself, when you come to Southampton, how will the team treat you and how will the master treat you?"
Everyone was deep in thought.
They all had to admit that Southampton treated them very well, and Yang Huan treated them like honored guests.
"We all have feelings.
Even if this is a profession, we must show our professional ethics.
Do we need to use practical actions and performance to repay the kindness that the club and Master Huan have given us?"
"Not to mention the huge reward of up to 500,000 pounds for one goal.
Even if there is not, we will try our best to kill Charlton and eliminate the doubts about us from the outside world."
"Because we are saints, Southampton" As Luis Borini spoke to the end, with a somewhat hoarse voice, the emotions of everyone in the locker room were aroused, and everyone was infected by his voice and feelings.
"We are Southampton" "Kill Charlton" "Bang bang bang bang bang" To the sound of rousing drums, one side of the Valley Stadium was occupied by Southampton fans in red and white.
Everyone in the stands was affected by this thunderous drum sound, and their emotions were aroused by it.
"ohts" Harry stood in front of the aisle and sang the first line of the Southampton team song loudly with the banging drums.
He raised his hands above his head and waved vigorously, directing all the four thousand people who came to the away game.
Sings from multiple Saints fans.
"garchg" someone started singing loudly along with Harry.
More and more people began to open up their voices and sing the team song loudly.
"oharchg."
"iber" In the end, the singing voices of more than 4,000 Southampton fans merged into one, forming an extremely spectacular chorus.
This song was adapted from an old song and is called "Go Forward" by Southampton fans.
It is the team song of the Saints.
There are only a few lyrics in total, which are repeated back and forth, but the melody of the whole song is very brisk and the rhythm is The feeling is very strong, accompanied by the rumbling drums and the concerted efforts of everyone, forming a very strong momentum.
This momentum was like a flash flood, pouring down from the stands of the Valley Stadium and sweeping across the entire green field.
Southampton's players and Charlton's players each stood in their own half, waiting for the game to start.
Ibrahimovic stands in the center circle, with Neymar standing next to him.
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The two looked at Charlton's defensive formation and discussed what to do after the game started.
The head referee is 47-year-old Andrew D'Urso, who has been calling low-level league games.
At this moment, he is standing in the middle circle as if facing a formidable enemy, with the silver whistle held firmly in his mouth.
What do you think of your left hand?"
Everyone was deep in thought.
They all had to admit that Southampton treated them very well, and Yang Huan treated them like honored guests.
"We all have feelings.
Even if this is a profession, we must show our professional ethics.
Do we need to use practical actions and performance to repay the kindness that the club and Master Huan have given us?"
"Not to mention the huge reward of up to 500,000 pounds for one goal.
Even if there is not, we will try our best to kill Charlton and eliminate the doubts about us from the outside world."
"Because we are saints, Southampton" As Luis Borini spoke to the end, with a somewhat hoarse voice, the emotions of everyone in the dressing room were aroused, and everyone was infected by his voice and feelings.
"We are Southampton" "Kill Charlton" "Bang bang bang bang bang" To the sound of rousing drums, one side of the Valley Stadium was occupied by Southampton fans in red and white.
Everyone in the stands was affected by this thunderous drum sound, and their emotions were aroused by it.
"ohts" Harry stood in front of the aisle and sang the first line of the Southampton team song loudly with the banging drums.
He raised his hands above his head and waved vigorously, directing all the four thousand people who came to the away game.
Sings from multiple Saints fans.
"garchg" someone started singing loudly along with Harry.
More and more people began to open up their voices and sing the team song loudly.
"oharchg."
"iber" In the end, the singing voices of more than 4,000 Southampton fans merged into one, forming an extremely spectacular chorus.
This song was adapted from an old song and is called "Go Forward" by Southampton fans.
It is the team song of the Saints.
There are only a few lyrics in total, which are repeated back and forth, but the melody of the whole song is very brisk and the rhythm is The feeling was very strong, and with the rumbling drums and the concerted efforts of everyone, a very strong momentum was formed.
This momentum was like a flash flood, pouring down from the stands of the Valley Stadium and sweeping across the entire green field.
Southampton's players and Charlton's players each stood in their own half, waiting for the game to start.
Ibrahimovic stands in the center circle, with Neymar standing next to him.
The two looked at Charlton's defensive formation and discussed what to do after the game started.
The head referee is 47-year-old Andrew D'Urso, who has been calling low-level league games.
At this moment, he is standing in the center circle as if facing a formidable enemy, with the silver whistle held firmly in his mouth.
Looking at the left hand: