The phone's camera was aimed at the large screen on site.
Livestream room.
The barrage of messages almost completely covered the entire screen.
"Where is this?"
"The National Youth Team's training ground?"
"This must be a sneak peek, right?"
"Holy crap?!"
"Holy crap!!"
Just then, a wave of "holy crap" flooded the livestream comments.
One could see.
In the frame.
Yang Wei flew up, both feet leaving the ground, his studs stomping viciously towards Ye Cheng's ankle.
In front of the screen, many viewers even gasped, their scalps tingling.
If such a stomp landed squarely, it would at least result in a fracture.
Then, Ye Cheng indeed flew out, and just as people's hearts were in their throats, Ye Cheng, enraged, leaped up from the ground and kicked towards Yang Wei.
From this complete footage.
It was completely different from what the Football Association said: "Ye Cheng acted like a big shot and attacked his teammate for no reason."
"Holy crap! That's too brutal!"
"This is a career-ending move!"
"If I were Ye Cheng, I'd probably react even more extremely!"
"Awesome!"
"What the heck, what kind of grudge is this?"
Just then.
Ye Cheng paused the video, then aimed the phone's camera at himself.
He knew.
The reporters who came here now had all been contacted by the Football Association.
The reason he was making such a big fuss about holding a press conference.
Was to build momentum for his livestream.
It was the internet age now.
Those old men in the Football Association still thought this was an era where they could do whatever they wanted.
Old geezers, times have changed.
In front of the screen, Li Tie watched the boiling comments, his face gradually turning pale.
His hands trembled uncontrollably, and his scalp tingled.
"This kid... where did this kid get the video?!"
Cold sweat streamed down Li Tie's back.
He knew....
Things were serious.
Public opinion was about to reverse.
.....
"You must be very curious, Yang Wei and I have no recent grievances, no old grudges, so how could he have such deep hatred for me? Is it because of this training session or is there some other hidden reason? I tell you, there is no hidden reason, this was just an ordinary training session. Later, I will upload both the edited and full versions of the video to the internet..."
Ye Cheng said.
"So, why did Yang Wei target me?"
In front of the screen.
Li Tie flinched when he heard this.
His face suddenly turned deathly pale.
He thought of a possibility....
If Ye Cheng had been prepared all along.
Li Tie recalled his previous conversation with Ye Cheng.
He felt weak all over and collapsed onto the sofa.
"This kid... this kid... he set me up!"
Li Tie was trembling all over.
Just then.
The phone rang.
"What's going on? What's going on! What exactly is going on? How did this kid get the recording? Didn't you say everything was handled? Is this what you meant by handled?!"
General Manager Cheng on the other end of the line was furious.
Li Tie's face grew even paler.
He didn't know what to say now.
Public opinion had reversed.
The Football Association would definitely find some scapegoats.
And Li Tie would certainly be one of them.
"General Manager Cheng, no matter what... this kid hit someone!"
Li Tie said.
"Right! Stick to that point, and expel this kid completely! I want him to never play football again!"
General Manager Cheng on the other end gritted his teeth.
Just then.
"Yang Wei is Li Tie's direct subordinate; he got into the National Youth Team because of Li Tie's connections, and the reason Li Tie targeted me is because he bet on games, and my goals caused him to lose a lot..."
Ye Cheng calmly dropped the second bombshell.
The press conference hall erupted in an uproar.
"If you say such things, you need evidence! Without evidence, you are slandering! You could go to jail!"
A reporter stood up and angrily pointed at Ye Cheng.
"Evidence? Of course I have evidence! Please see..."
Ye Cheng played the second video.
In this second video.
Li Tie's arrogance and domineering behavior appeared before all the viewers watching the livestream.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The dignified head coach of the National Youth Team.
Was actually like this.
He actually... really bet on games?
"Is this the reason?"
"Holy crap, no wonder our country's football never produces any geniuses!"
"In such an environment, even a genius would be ruined."
"What the heck..."
"We almost wronged a good person."
All of a sudden.
Public opinion completely reversed.
Those who had previously attacked Ye Cheng online now all turned into howitzers and cannons firing at the Football Association.
Their firepower was hundreds, thousands of times stronger than what they had used against Ye Cheng before.
National Youth Team genius vs. Japan hat-trick, causing National Youth Team coach Li Tie to lose money.
Li Tie instructed someone to cripple the National Youth Team genius.
National Youth Team genius angrily counterattacked.
Football Association cooperated with Li Tie to slander Ye Cheng.
These things.
One by one, type by type, incident by incident.
They were all simply too explosive.
Public opinion fermented exponentially.
It quickly ignited internet platforms.
The entire nation was in an uproar.
....
"Let Li Tie take the fall for this matter."
The Football Association's top brass held an emergency meeting.
"As for Ye Cheng, that troublemaker, we absolutely cannot let him rise. No matter what, he fought in the National Youth Team, so he will be permanently expelled from all levels of national teams, and we'll notify the major clubs..."
Internal meeting of the Football Association.
General Manager Cheng frowned and made the above decision.
"As long as this kid doesn't appear in public view again, even the biggest public outcry will just be a passing breeze."
This was equivalent to a final decision.
No matter what storm they faced.
As long as the Football Association handled it discreetly.
After some time.
This wave of public opinion would also pass.
Just like the wind.
Anyway.
The Football Association was well-versed in handling such situations.
Facing the surging national public opinion.
The Football Association simply issued a low-key announcement.
Revoking Li Tie's National Youth Team duties.
As for Li Tie betting on games.
They simply claimed that Li Tie was overly emotional during his conversation with Ye Cheng and everything he said was false.
As for whether it was true or false.
Anyway, Ye Cheng couldn't get his transfer records....
Ye Cheng saw the Football Association's announcement.
It didn't mention him.
It seemed the Football Association was "upholding the original verdict."
However, Ye Cheng originally didn't want to stay in Chinese football anyway.
He wanted to go abroad.
To Europe for a trial.
As for this mud pit that was domestic football.
Whoever wanted to stay, could stay!
"They think I'll be nameless in the future, and when I'm mostly forgotten, this matter will be considered closed..."
Ye Cheng sneered.
"Dream on!"
He picked up his phone.
After the press conference, an Italian scout had found him, hoping to take him to Roma to try out for Lazio.
"Go to Lazio?"
Ye Cheng certainly wouldn't refuse.
Lazio was an Serie A team, no matter what.
For Ye Cheng.
Forget Serie A.
Even if a Serie B team invited him for a trial, he would consider it.
What he lacked now was an opportunity, a chance to prove himself.
He couldn't refuse.
So, he dialed Esposito's number: "Mr. Esposito, I agree, I will go to Italy with you!"