Super Prophecy Master

Chapter 12
Adolphus Coleridge is a reporter for England Football Network.

In recent years, with the development of network informatization, the development of European online media is also very rapid. "England Football Network" is a fast-rising football media platform, which mainly focuses on domestic competitions at all levels in England. report.

However, among the top European media, "England Football Network" is just a small media.

Coleridge has also been very low-key, standing among the peers, he hardly speaks.

When he found out about the Weibo with 'exuberant personality', he was taken aback immediately, and when he thought about the Asian kid just now, he frequently talked about the game, he couldn't help but stood up and asked, "You must be paying attention to this 'exuberant personality' Weibo Weibo! Right?!!"

This question also interested others--
"What's that microblog that 'shows off your personality'?"

"Weibo? You mean Weibo? 'Big personality', Coleridge, can I have a look at your computer?"

"what are you saying?"

Coleridge explained to the people next to him, and asked them to check the Weibo information of their computers, and everyone finally understood.

Many people looked at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang didn't expect that someone would ask such a question. He smiled heartily, "Yeah, I've been following this 'Weibo' for a long time. The game analysis in it is amazing, and it always seems to be right."

"No wonder!"

The surrounding colleagues all let out a long breath.

They have been wondering why this Asian boy is so accurate in his analysis of the game every time. It turns out that he read the comments on Weibo and just said it accordingly.

Andy, who was right next to Zhang Yang, also suddenly realized, "Zhang, I just said how you are so amazing, you can win the competition consecutively! So I read the news on Weibo."

"However, this 'individuality' microblog is really amazing."

Andy leaned over to look at the computer as he spoke.

The others agree with him, the difference is that they all have their own computers, or higher-end tablets, or the latest technology smartphones, and they don't need to look at Zhang Yang's computers.

Bertrand also felt balanced.

From just now, he has been unable to laugh. Regarding the content of the football game, losing a bet to a British BBC TV trainee reporter is really a bit too shameful.

Now that he knew that the other party was only checking the Weibo content, and betting against himself that he lost to a professional in the Weibo commenting competition, not an intern reporter, he found his inner balance.

In the world of online microblogging, there are all kinds of people, and it is normal for people who have a thorough analysis of the game to appear.

Maybe in reality, their real person will be the biggest reporter?Retired star?Or a professional head coach?

These are all possible.

So they all opened Weibo and checked the update news of 'Personality Publicity'.

After careful study, they were even more surprised.

This Weibo with a 'flavorful personality' is really not simple!

Every analysis of the game is very accurate. Some content, such as "predicting a free kick in advance", "predicting a goal in advance", and even "predicting a corner kick in advance", are so accurate that people can't believe it.

This is just... amazing!

A group of reporters in the media seat began to study Weibo carefully, and then watched the game as a reference. The more they watched, the more surprised they became, and the more they watched, the more incredible they felt.

By the end of the first half, their topics were almost all Weibo content on 'personality display'.

Zhang Yang ignored it.

He was just talking to Andy, and Andy's expression was a little puzzled. He was sitting next to him, and he could see the computer screen as soon as he lowered his head. After just a few glances, he knew that "Personality Zhang Yang" was Zhang Yang himself.

"Zhang, why didn't you tell them that you are a 'flashy personality'?"

"What good does that do me?" Zhang Yang asked back.

Andy was taken aback, and thought about it carefully, "Maybe he can become famous? Let them all know..."

"No." Zhang Yang said with a smile, "If I say, 'Personality Zhang' is me, and then confirm this, they may be a little surprised, but my Weibo has no sense of mystery. Everyone will know, it's just An intern reporter’s Weibo, they will occasionally look at it, and don’t pay too much attention to it. On the contrary, they don’t know who it is, and it will have a sense of mystery, so they will pay more attention.”

"Is that so?"

Zhang Yang smiled affirmatively, "Just now I was thinking, I just want to promote Weibo to attract more people's attention. In comparison, proving something in front of other irrelevant people is completely unimportant."

Andy nodded understandingly.

After waiting for a while, Andy suddenly sighed, "You and Denise are two different types of people. If it was her, she would proudly announce that Weibo is hers."

"And you... I don't like Denise, but I believe you will become famous soon."

"Thank you." Zhang Yang stretched his waist, "But I didn't think too much about it. Right now, my greatest hope is to get a business trip subsidy when I go back. It's best to get the salary for the past few days together. You know, I haven't paid my rent last month."

Zhang Yang put on a pitiful look, and Andy couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Soon the second half of the game began.

Andy didn't promote the "personality publicity" Weibo thing, Zhang Yang can continue to live broadcast with peace of mind.

The second half of the game started very flat. The two teams were always fighting each other. There was no threat in front of the goal. There were no bright spots in the game, and Zhang Yang didn't update in time.

This disappointed colleagues around Weibo.

At the 10th minute of the second half, Zhang Yang finally sent out an update message--
“#Paris Saint-Germain VS Chelsea#
Saint-Germain's defense has many problems, and their defense should be tighter and more cautious, otherwise it is likely to give Chelsea a penalty kick.

However, penalties do not necessarily lead to goals! "

The tone of this piece of news is a bit like speculation, but it is actually saying: "Chelsea will get a penalty kick, but they will miss the penalty kick."

"Will it be accurate this time?"

Many people asked in their hearts, they watched the game more carefully.

Just 3 minutes later, the amazing scene happened. Paris Saint-Germain's substitute midfielder Corrido made a defensive error on the penalty line and he shoveled into Robben's leg.

The referee directly awarded a penalty kick!

After a brief treatment by the team doctor on the field, Robben stood up again.

In the anticipation of the Blues fans, Kežman's penalty kick was kicked over the crossbar.

Paris Saint-Germain survived!
"call……"

Just as the Saint-Germain fans breathed a sigh of relief, the reporters in the media booth all started discussing in surprise.

"How is it possible? Can this be said accurately?"

"His update was 3 minutes early! This is no longer a judgment on the game, but like watching the game in advance."

"If I didn't know that this was a real football game, I would definitely think it was a preview. The script was revealed in advance..."

"It's too fake!"

"..."

The journalist colleagues discussed non-stop.

This has also had an impact--when there was an update on the Weibo of "Personality Publicity" again, they did not hesitate to repost it one by one. Even those French reporters, including Bertrand in the front row, did it. The same thing, the only difference is that they translated the content in French when retweeting it for French fans to understand.

This message reads --
“#Paris Saint-Germain VS Chelsea#
It's time for Saint-Germain's counterattack!When Scott Parker's defense is careless, it's Saint-Germain's chance! "

After Zhang Yang finished posting the news on Weibo, he didn't pay attention to the game any more, but kept refreshing his Weibo followers.

Twenty thousand.

Twenty-five thousand.

Thirty thousand.

In less than 4 minutes, his number of fans rose to 3, and the number of followers exceeded [-].

And then there's that scene--
Paris Saint-Germain striker Pankater swayed past Scott Parker and volleyed from the penalty area line to complete the goal.

With the wild cheers from the fans of the home team, the growth rate of Zhang Yang's Weibo fans reached an astonishing level.

(End of this chapter)