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Chapter 946 Sandro Bet

When Yang Luo asked such a question, everyone was dumbfounded.
Most of the people present here are Polish reporters, although the attention of the Spanish league is much higher than that of the Polish league.

But the local sports reporters are not fully devoted to La Liga. If it is La Liga, they may know, but La Liga is enough.

Looking at the dazed reporters around him, Yang Luo seemed to feel that he had asked a very naive question.

"5-1, Racing Santander wins."

Once it reaches softness, a voice that is crisp to the bone can be heard from behind Yang Luo.

But now Yang Luo's head is in a daze.

Turning around in an instant, he shouted in surprise: "What did you say, can you say it again?"

"5-1, Racing Santander wins."

Laura looked at Yang Luo with a smile, with a bright smile, blue eyes, blond hair, and the sexiness of a mature woman written all over her face.

From Laura's point of view, she and Yang Luo are old acquaintances, and every time they get along alone, this young man always looks reserved.

Laura likes the shy boy in front of her very much. Although he is Chinese, he is very special, so special that he has a magical power and wants to approach him actively.

However, even with the magic power, Laura felt that she could have him.

"5-1, really 5-1, haha, it's done, it's done."

Yang Luo immediately jumped up, dancing happily, ignoring Laura, turned around and rushed towards Sandro.

Sandro was standing there with his schoolbag on his back, with a dejected expression on his face. He had carefully studied this game, and Racing Santander's performance has improved by leaps and bounds this season.

But compared with Osasuna, the strength of the two teams should be comparable, with no more than 2 goals at most.

5-1 was just a casual mention by Yang Luo, how could it really come true.

Damn, what the hell.

In the hotel, Zidane did not hold a press conference as usual. To be honest, he hadn’t really understood the match against a team in Bosnia. If he held a press conference rashly, he was worried that there would be some problems allow.

Therefore, there will be no activities tonight, everyone will go to the hotel to rest early, and start training tomorrow.

And Zidane's decision is closed training.

At night, Yang Luo took the room card and plunged into the room he had chosen, put down his backpack, and eagerly turned on his phone.

Sandro followed, listless.

Although you can't win the lottery every time you buy it, what's annoying is that Yang Luo won a random number, which is simply unreasonable.

Therefore, this is where Sandro is most frustrated.

Yang Luo took out his phone and found a problem, how to search?
Could it be Baidu?

Although I rejected Baidu's request to acquire Tieba last time, in general, this does not affect Yang Luo's impression of Baidu, which is still very good.

Yang Luo searched, and sure enough, a lot of relevant news came out.

Yang Luo didn't look at anything, just focused on one, and that was the result.

"5-1 Santander Race Bloody Opponents"

"5-1 Western Second Division Perfect Watch"

"Another young Chinese general becomes the focus of the world again"

"Ling Feng Ultimate Killer"

Yang Luo tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, and browsed through the news, only then did he know how Racing Santander's 5 goals came about.

The first 4 goals were all assisted by Ling Feng, and finally Ling Feng completed a shot himself.

That is to say, in the factory game, Ling Feng completed 4 assists and 1 goal.

Became the best in the game.

Another person mentioned in the news is the goalkeeper of Racing Santander, Nie Long from China.

In the second half, a total of 5 emergency saves were saved, 17 times in the game, one goal was lost in the first half, and the goal was defended to the death in the second half.

Finally, Nie Long's performance has also been praised by many Western media.

Some people say that Nie Long is another god-level goalkeeper after Kahn, Casillas, Buffon and Petr Cech.

Seeing this, Yang Luo was very happy. Since he opened the game, his dream is no longer to fight for food and clothing. Now his ultimate dream is to make Chinese football shock the whole world.

Putting down the phone, Yang Luo closed his eyes, recalling the outstanding performance of Ling Feng and Nie Long on the field, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

I, Ling Feng, and Nie Long all wore the uniform of the national team and fought against their opponents on the court.

Thinking of this scene, the blood in Yang Luo's body began to churn.

A straight and resolute spirit rushed straight to the sky.

There will be, there will be, in the future, the strength of the national team will definitely become stronger and stronger. It will no longer be supported by me alone, but there will be older and more real players to carry it. Raise the banner of the national team.

Yes, it must be so, Yang Luo has a firm belief in his mind.

"Yang Luo, tell me if you are possessed by the goddess of luck, how could it be such a coincidence," Sandro sat on the bed, watching Yang Luo intoxicated.

Yang Luo opened his eyes, then remembered, and quickly took out the lottery ticket, it was right again.

5-1, that's right, haha, I'm really developed.

I bought 10 times, one time is 1 million euros, then 10 times is 10 billion euros, excited, excited.

Yang Luo was about to be knocked out by this "ill-gotten wealth".

Yang Luo immediately realized a problem. Could it be the ring on his hand that made him so lucky?

Yang Luo touched it with his hand, but the ring was gone.

Yang Luo was neither disappointed nor surprised.

At the beginning, this lucky ring was obtained by completing tasks.

Yang Luo was very satisfied that the system actually gave him this item, and also brought him such a huge amount of wealth.

So, now that the system has taken the props back, I don't have any opinion.

Anyway, I know how to use it. If I encounter this prop again in the future, I will know how to use it.

"Haha, go and call Nana first to announce the good news."

Yang Luo was just about to go to the corridor to make a phone call, but there was a knock on the door.

Yang Luo stopped there, and Sandro stood up at this moment.

"It's so late, who will knock on the door."

Sandro walked to the door and was just about to open it, then recalled the scene when he got off the bus, and looked back at Yang Luo: "Could it be that some media don't give up, come to interview."

This kind of situation is not uncommon. Today's media reporters, in order to obtain first-hand information, are very likely to have this kind of thing happen.

Yang Luo shrugged, walked to his bed and sat down.

After the reporter leaves, I'll go announce the good news to Nana myself.

After a while, the knock on the door finally disappeared.

Sandro waited on purpose for a while, and then asked, "How long have you waited to stop knocking, I thought I would open the door if you persisted for a while."

"What if it's still there?" Yang Luo said casually while lying on the bed.

"Impossible, the door didn't even knock, how could it still be there?" Sandro said.

"Then let's make a bet, if there is someone outside the door, you will give me $1, if there is no one outside the door, I will give you $10."

After Yang Luo finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at Sandro.

In fact, Yang Luo just felt that he had won the lottery, but Sandro hadn't, so he was embarrassed, so he gave him some compensation.

When Sandro heard it, his eyes immediately shone with golden light.

"Okay, Yang Luo, don't forget what you said."

Sandro walked over and opened the door, but there was always a sexy and graceful woman standing at the door.

(End of this chapter)