The Greatest Performer on the Football Field

　　2018.

　　Roadside barbecue stall.

　　 "Little Sun, what's the dissatisfaction? I heard that the girl is from the Conservatory... Uh, just a little older."

　　 "Brother Zhou, do you know who I am sorry for these years...youth..."

　　 "Youth? Who is youth? Seems like a chicken..."

"I have been a good student since I was a child, listen to my parents, listen to my teacher...take college, take a scholarship, and teach as a teacher..." Sun Wu raised his head and blew the bottle, staring at the traffic on the road with red eyes, "This These days... step by step, suffocate the individual!"

　　 "So what do you want? At that time, the city's top college entrance examination champion, a first-class scholarship for four consecutive years, a 32-year-old associate professor at 985 College, Yuan Chengda also looks like Yushu Linfeng.

　　 "Playing football... Acting is also good."

　　 "You are not a school faculty football team, and you often go to the drama club to make guest appearances."

　　 "Lao Tzu wants to be a star to win the Golden Globe Award and wants to act as a movie emperor!" Sun Wu squinted, "Lao Tzu wants to shine and heat..."

　　 The middle-aged person opposite was stunned, and quickly reached a conclusion, "You drink too much."

　　 "En." Sun Wu agreed, staggering across the road, "I'm going to pee."

　　*

　　 shook his head hard, still a little dizzy, and suddenly a crazy cry came from his ear.

　　Sun Wu couldn't help frowning and looking up, when did the public toilet have a TV!

　　 greeted a middle-aged man with a high nose, blue eyes, gray hair, and a straight uniform... well, this is a foreigner.

　　Where am I... I remember I came to the toilet, and Sun Wu's hand was still on the crotch.

　　 The middle-aged man's cheek is trembling.

　　Sun Wu's brain was a little dizzy. He cast his eyes behind the middle-aged man. It was a blue and white ocean.

　　 Suddenly, the loud noise in his ear rose sharply. The middle-aged man opened his mouth wide, shouted something in the direction of Sun Wu, and then closed his eyes unbearably.

　　Sun Wu was a little puzzled. At that time, he claimed to be the first handsome in the school. Even if he came on stage and played a supporting role, he could grab the protagonist's drama... Is it so unbearable?

　　 Half a second later, the violent impact made the audience on the sidelines breathlessly, and the girl fans were afraid to watch with their eyes covered.

　　 God!

　　 The poor boy was knocked off...it really flew up and knocked over the security guards on the side!

　　 "Beep! Beep Beep!" The sharp whistling sound kept ringing.

Sun Wu, who had been lying on the ground and had not moved, was lifted like a fool. His eyes were dull, and his eyes would not move.

　　 The team doctor carrying the medicine chest ran out.

　　 "Best, how much is thirty-seven plus seventy-three? Damn! Best?"

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

　　Sun Wu tried to open his mouth, "One hundred..."

　　 "Ambulance!"

　　*

　　 "Oh, my God!" the live broadcast commentator said aloud in an overwhelming tone of excitement: "Let's look at the playback."

"First, Joe Cole intercepted the ball from Bentley's feet, then passed the crotch and made a breakthrough along the side. This is a good opportunity for Chelsea, but Blackburn's right back Emerton rushed up, oh, it was a brutal collision. !"

　　 "Then the two can't stop the car... Poor boy, it should be... Blackburn is warming up the bench... Well, No. 38 Best, poor child."

　　 The large screen on the scene is repeatedly replaying the accident just now, and the electronic display on the far right of the stadium is clearly displayed.

　　 Date: April 15, 2007.

　　 Against both sides: Chelsea VS Blackburn.

　　 Score: 1 to 1.

　　 "How about Emerton? Who was calling the ambulance just now?" Blackburn coach Mark Hughes couldn't help but shouted at the team doctor who was working.

　　 "That's a misunderstanding, Emerton is not easy to say, I will know the specific situation after going to the hospital 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 vision, Patrick shrugged. "The bad news is that Emerton can't hold on, and the good news is that Joe Cole can't hold on."

　　 Mark Hughes glanced at Chelsea's bench and asked with a sullen face: "Do you think that the Portuguese put on Wright Phillips or Robben is good news for us?"

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

"What good news! Damn Oriental! I hate this kid, I don't even know if he is Japanese or Korean!" Mark Hughes waved his arms in angrily, "Promoted to the first team It was only two weeks, two guards were hurt, and now Michael is hurt!"

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

　　Mark Hughes suddenly understood that Emerton could not persevere and had to be replaced. Both Emerton and Best played the right back position... This kid would not be intentional!

　　*

　　 Crossing, well, it must be crossing, I remember I was going to the toilet...

　　 No matter how powerful the magic can't turn night into daytime, and this seems to be...Senior fans and senior amateur players, Sun Wu rubbed his sore back neck and stared at the electronic display for a long time.

　　 seems to be a player?

Although something is going on in my mind, Sun Wu was reluctant to think about it for a while, because the team doctor Fleet said very clearly...Ermoton can’t hold on, fortunately you are not injured, prepare to play, Lucky boy!

What a joke, although the previous life was a senior fan with more than fifteen years of watching football, and it has also been in the football for a long time... but that is Chinese football, what is the amateur football of Chinese university, let me go to the field and Chelsea wingers fighting with real swords?

　　Sun Wu feels a little soft legs, although he seems to have just said that he wants to be a star to win the Golden Globe, but...

　　 Please!

　　 I haven't brushed my teeth yet

　　Look closely at the Portuguese who is arguing with the referee constantly. It seems that the hair is not yet gray. Then look at the Chelsea players gathered on the sidelines.

　　En, that is Kalau, and his national teammate Liu Dehua in Africa, yes, it was Joe Cole who was just carried out, UU reading www. uukanshu. com This should be the first time Muninho entered Stamford Bridge.

　　Sun Wu immediately turned to look at the bench behind Mourinho, er, Luo Luohan, who was not yet completely bald, was awesome...

　　Nima, this is the rhythm of pills!

　　 But Sun Wu, who had been in the campus drama club for many years, is not an idle person, and he thought about the countermeasure in a moment!

　　 First frowned slightly, then covered her chest, the movement must be slow, the expression must be rich, and there should be a sense of hierarchy, and then slowly kneeled on the ground on one knee, slowly tilted sideways... well, even if the mouth spit foam...

　　 It's not that I refused to play, but I just came across, so please give me some buffer time!

But just covering her chest and frowning lightly, team doctor Fleet found out, "Best? What's wrong? Rest assured, no problem, as thirty-seven plus seventy-three equals one hundred, I won't Tell others."

　　 It seems that it is necessary to spit foam in the mouth later. This thought just flashed in Sun Wu's mind, and two whistles suddenly sounded.

　　 The head coach showed a yellow card to Emerton who was being played, and verbally warned the Portuguese who were still chattering, and then blew the whistle to end the game in the boos of half of the fans.

　　 Watching the referee holding the ball to the sidelines, the players came off the court one after another, and Wu Wu turned his head to stare at the big screen on the court.

　　 Time: 93 minutes and 47 seconds.

　　 No more appearances! The game is over!

　　It's so dangerous!

　　Sun Wu's legs were not sore, and his waist was no longer painful. He immediately became full of energy and shrugged to the Fleet beside him. "It's a pity, I don't have time to play."

　　 Fleet glanced at Sun Wu who walked to the bench and muttered: "Missed the inspection just now? Was this kid's head broken? Concussion?"