On Chen Yang's side, he smiled at his teammates and said, "Don't feel any pressure, just pass the ball to me when we're on the field, got it?"
The teammates replied weakly, "Got it!"
Clearly, they didn't hold much hope for defeating Xia Yu's team, since they were just substitutes after all.
Chen Yang frowned and said to his teammates, "Don't you guys want to defeat Xia Yu at all? Right now, so many girls like Xia Yu, and if we beat him,
maybe those pretty girls will start liking you guys!"
Once he said this, the teammates' eyes lit up, and they seemed eager to try.
Money and women have always been the greatest attractors for men.
Having noticed the change in his teammates' mood, Chen Yang couldn't help but smile smugly. You guys are still manageable!
Three minutes later, the game started, and Xia Yu's side kicked off.
The soccer ball quickly reached Xia Yu's feet, and he charged toward the opponent's penalty area.
