At this time, it doesn’t matter whether you are boasting about it. What’s important is that the players of the national team must cheer up again.

Football is a sport of eleven people. It depends solely on Yang Yang, Zheng Zhi, Zhao Junzhe, Shao Jiayi and others, and it cannot beat Iran.

So, Yang Yang decided to stand up.

He wants to win!

The international players were all excited by Yang Yang's confident words.

If there is a chance, who doesn't want to win?

Who is willing to lose?

Who would like to be scolded all day long?

Now, Yang Yang gave them such hope of winning.

"I believe you!" Zheng Zhi stood up.

"I believe it too!" Zhao Junzhe also stood up.

"And I am!" Shao Jiayi also stood up.

"I'm the one!"

"I!"

"I!"

"I!"

In the end, the international players in the locker room were standing.

Yang Yang's eyes were also red, but he still stared at his teammates and gritted his teeth.
Chapter completed!