"Brother Yang is awesome!"
"Brother Yang, you are my God!"
The audience watching the live broadcast were so excited that they were shaking with excitement.
"The Korean team has lost their fighting spirit. China has won this game!" He Wei said loudly.
"12 goals, basically everyone on the field scored a goal. Applause to the Huaxia Lieyang team!!" Han Qiaosheng said.
On the court, there are only five minutes left in the game.
"Zhenxiu, sir, can you still run? I'm going to shoot again." Chen Muyang smiled faintly as he looked at Li Zhenxiu, who was panting and sweating as he passed the ball.
"Don't be complacent, you won't always be so lucky, the American dad won't let you go!" said Li Zhenxiu.
"I'm not going to let them go yet. When you play away, I'll treat you well!"
Chen Muyang hooked his toes and the ball came to his side.
In the last five minutes, there were no shots, and everyone passed the ball around, hoping to score a goal for the Korean team when they found an opportunity.
This is a torture for the baseball team. They can't grab the ball, and if they try to grab it, they will be hit by the ball. Now they are hoping that the referee will blow the whistle as soon as possible.
Finally, the referee blew the whistle and the game was over!
Huaxia won the game with a crushing score of 12:0.
Everyone on the baseball team's field was hit by a few balls, and their bodies were probably covered with bruises.
After the game, Chen Muyang changed his clothes and asked two unimportant Football Association staff members to attend the post-match press conference on their behalf.
Chen Muyang and his friends have already boarded the plane back home.
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