The Greatest Performer on the Football Field

2018.

At a roadside barbecue stand.

Xiao Sun, what's your dissatisfaction? I heard that the girl is from the Conservatory of Music... Uh, she's just a little older.

Brother Zhou, do you know who I've been sorry to all these years...youth...

Youth? Who is Youth? It's like a chicken...

I have been a three-good student since I was a child. I listened to my parents and my teachers... I was admitted to college, got a scholarship, and taught and educated people... Sun Wu raised his head and blew the bottle again, staring at the traffic on the road with red eyes, This Planting a life...step by step, suffocate a person to death!

Then what do you want? The top student in the city's college entrance examination, the first-class scholarship for four consecutive years, the 32-year-old associate professor of the 985 College, has a great future and looks like a tree, what else do you want?

Playing football...acting is also fine.

Aren't you a member of the school's faculty football team, and you often go to the drama club as a guest star.

I want to be a football star and win a Golden Globe, and I want to be an actor! Sun Wu squinted, I want to shine...

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and quickly came to a conclusion, You drank too much.

En. Sun Wu agreed, and staggered across the road, I'm going to take a pee.

***

Shaking his head vigorously, still a little dizzy, a crazy cry suddenly came from his ear.

Sun Wu couldn't help frowning and opened his eyes to see, when will there be TVs in public toilets!

What came into view was a middle-aged man with a high nose bridge, blue eyes, gray hair, and a neat uniform... Well, this is a foreigner.

Where am I... I remember that I came to the toilet, and Sun Wu's hands were still on the crotch.

The cheeks of the middle-aged man were trembling.

Sun Wu was still a little dizzy, and cast his gaze behind the middle-aged man, which was a blue and white ocean.

Suddenly the noise in his ears rose sharply, the middle-aged man opened his mouth wide, yelled something in the direction of Sun Wu, and then closed his eyes with a look of resentment.

Sun Wu was a little puzzled, he was known as the most handsome man in the school back then, even if he came on stage as a supporting role, he could steal the leading role... Is it so unbearable to watch?

Half a second later, the violent impact made the audience on the sidelines gasp, and many girls covered their eyes and dared not watch.

God!

That poor boy was knocked into the air... really flew up, and knocked over the security guards nearby!

Beep! Beep beep! The sharp whistle kept ringing.

Sun Wu, who was lying on the ground without moving, was lifted up like a fool, his eyes were dull, and his eyeballs could not move.

The team doctor came rushing in with a medical kit.

Best, what's thirty-seven plus seventy-three? Damn it! Best?

Best? who is best This man is talking to me... who am I...

Sun Wu opened his mouth hard, One hundred...

ambulance!

***

Oh, my God! The commentator of the live broadcast said loudly in an irrepressible excited tone: Let's watch the replay.

Joe Cole steals the ball from Bentley and then goes through the crotch and goes down the wing, it's a good chance for Chelsea, but Emerton, the Blackburn right-back, comes up, oh, what a savage charge. !

Then the two couldn't stop the car... Poor boy, it should be... Blackburn's substitute player who is warming up... Well, No. 38 Best, poor boy.

The big screen at the scene was replaying the accident just now, and it was clearly displayed on the electronic display on the far right of the stadium.

Date: April 15, 2007.

Against both sides: Chelsea VS Blackburn.

Score: 1 to 1.

How is Emerton? Who called the ambulance just now? Blackburn coach Mark Hughes couldn't help shouting at the team doctor who was working.

That's a misunderstanding. It's hard for Emerton to say. You won't know the specific situation until you go to the hospital for an examination tomorrow. Assistant coach Eddie Patrick walked out of the crowd, There are two good news and one bad news...

Looking at the head coach's murderous gaze, Patrick shrugged, The bad news is that Emerton can't hold on, and the good news is that Joe Cole can't hold on either.

Mark Hughes glanced at Chelsea's bench and asked sullenly: Do you think it's good news for us that the Portuguese replaced Wright Phillips or Robben?

Uh, there's good news. Patrick spread his hands, Best is fine.

What good news! Damn Orientals! I hate this kid so much, I don't even know if he is Japanese or Korean! Mark Hughes waved his arms angrily, Promoted to the first team Only two weeks, hurt two guards and now Michael!

Michael's injury has nothing to do with Best... Also, he is of Chinese descent, but has dual citizenship of England and Germany. Patrick pointed to the bench behind him. In fact, it is good news that Best is not injured.

Mark Hughes realized for a moment that Emerton couldn't hold on anymore and had to be replaced, and Emerton and Best both played the right back position... This kid couldn't have done it on purpose!

***

Time-traveling, um, it must be time-traveling, I remember I was going to the toilet...

No matter how powerful the magic trick is, it can't turn night into day, and this seems to be... Senior fan and senior amateur player, Sun Wu rubbed the sore back of his neck and stared at the electronic display screen for a long time.

Seems like a player?

Although there is something in my mind that is about to move, but Sun Wu is not willing to think about it for a while, because the team doctor Fleet just said very clearly... Emerton can't hold on anymore, luckily you are not injured, get ready to play, Lucky boy!

What a joke, although in my previous life I was a senior football fan with more than fifteen years of football experience, and I have been involved in football for a long time... But that is Chinese football, and it is amateur football in Chinese universities, let me go on the field to compete with Chelsea's wingers fighting for real?

Sun Wu felt a little weak in his legs. Although he seemed to have just said that he wanted to be a star and win the Golden Globe, but...

please!

I haven't brushed my teeth yet!

Take a closer look at the Portuguese who is arguing with the referee, it seems that his hair is not gray, and then look at the Chelsea players gathered on the sidelines.

Well, that's Kalou, and his national teammate Africa Liu Dehua. By the way, it was Joe Cole who was carried out just now. This should be Mourinho's first time at Stamford Bridge.

Sun Wu immediately turned his head and glanced at the bench behind Mourinho, uh, the old man Luo who is not completely bald is impressively there...

Nima, this is the rhythm of the pill!

However, Sun Wu, who had been in the campus drama club for many years, was by no means an idle person, and he thought of a countermeasure in a moment!

First frown slightly, then hold your chest, the movement must be slow, the expression must be rich, and there must be a sense of hierarchy, then slowly kneel on the ground on one knee, and slowly lean sideways... Well, it’s fine to foam at the mouth...

It's not that I don't want to play, but I've just crossed over, so give me some buffer time!

But when he was covering his chest and frowning slightly, the team doctor Fleet found out, Best? What's the matter? Don't worry, there's no problem. As for thirty-seven plus seventy-three equals one hundred, I won't Tell someone else.

It seems that it is still necessary to foam at the mouth later. Just as this thought flashed through Sun Wu's mind, two whistles sounded suddenly.

The coach showed a yellow card to Emerton who was being carried off the field, gave a verbal warning to the Portuguese who was still chattering, and then blew the whistle to end the game amid boos from half the fans.

Seeing the referee walking towards the sideline with the ball and the players leaving the field one after another, Sun Wu turned his head and stared at the big display screen on the field.

Time: 93 minutes and 47 seconds.

No more appearances! The game is over!

It's dangerous!

Sun Wu's legs were no longer sore, his back pain was gone, and he immediately regained his energy. He shrugged to Fleet beside him, It's a pity, I don't have time to play.

Fleet glanced at Sun Wu, who was walking towards the bench, and murmured, Did you make a mistake in the inspection just now? This kid's head was smashed? Concussion?