There were many people around the stadium, but the familiar cheering sound was already weak. There were only a few sporadic sounds of "Come on, come on, come on, go on." How many of the compatriots who had come to cheer for their own people before are still paying attention to this football game?

The teammates around him stopped running away, and slowly moved their feet on the court as if they were walking, with a gray face and a frustrated look on their faces. This should be a normal performance - facing the score of 0:4, they also lost the motivation to continue the game.

Chu Zhongtian, wearing the red Chinese team jersey, suddenly felt like he had returned to the last game three years ago. He was the only one running on the field, struggling in a desperate situation with the head coach who could kill him. In the end, he scored the goal, but was replaced, saying goodbye to his ten-year football career.

Today's game gave him such a feeling.

He hates this feeling, and from the bottom of his heart.

He was even more angry about this.

The game is not over yet, why should we give up? What if we fall behind in the big score? At least we can try to score a goal! Even if it is just a ball... we have to kick in! This is a goal to save face! Even if we are beaten by others, we must try our best to hit the enemy in the face with our fists, instead of squatting down and holding our heads with our hands and begging them not to slap people in the face!

Wearing a white England national team jersey, the blue-eyed and yellow-haired opponent brought the ball to kill him. His teammate who was slanted in front of him symbolically blocked him, and the opponent easily flashed over.

Seeing this scene, Chu Zhongtian gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He was the last barrier in front of the defense line, and he had to stop the opponent's attack, although this was not his job alone.

Seeing Chu Zhongtian rushing up, the opponent wisely passed the football out. In the previous game, he had already seen the defensive ability of the No. 6 player - not to say how good his level is, but because he is too fierce and he may be kicked and injured if he is not careful. It's just a friendly match, is it as to be unable to match his legs?

Seeing that the football was passed out, Chu Zhongtian turned around and chased the football.

The opponent's player who received the ball passed the ball back, and Chu Zhongtian turned around and chased after him again as if he was commanded by remote control.

So there was a scene where two people passed the ball back and forth on the court, making Chu Zhongtian play around.

This scene was really funny, and there was a burst of laughter among the crowd watching the game on the sidelines. Even the Chinese students who came to cheer for Chu Zhongtian's team, some laughed. For them, this was really fun...

Emily Stan stood in the crowd and watched the scene on the court helplessly. She didn't think it was funny. Instead, she felt that her compatriots were bullying, and they seemed to be happy with it. It was obviously a 4-goal lead, but it was really inappropriate to do so... Everyone is a classmate from the same college. This is just an international student friendly match, not the FA Cup final held at Wembley Stadium, so such teasing is not necessary.

However, that Chinese boy is really stubborn... He knows he is being played with?

If I were him, I would just stop and stop playing with them! How could anyone bully people like this?

Emily thought in her heart with angrily.

Chu Zhongtian did not stop there, but instead accelerated his speed. He saw that the two people were getting closer and closer as they passed the ball to each other. In order to prevent the pass from too much, their passing power was also weakening. This is an opportunity to take advantage of...

When the No. 11 player on the left passed the ball to the No. 16 player on the right again, the ball jumped on the turf and the rolling speed slowed down. Chu Zhongtian saw this opportunity, rushed forward suddenly, fell to the ground and stretched his feet and shoveled!

The jumping football hit Chu Zhongtian's toes, suddenly changed the line, leaving the established track.

Emily, who saw the intercepting ball on the court, jumped up suddenly, opened her mouth and shouted, "Beautiful job!!" It attracted the surprised eyes of many compatriots around her. But she didn't care, because it was indeed a beautiful tackle.

The No. 16 player was stunned and did not receive the ball. Chu Zhongtian's reaction was much faster than him. He was still lying on the ground and got up with his hands and feet and chased the football. The opponent had already pressed heavily. As long as the ball could be cut off, it could be a counterattack and a goal could be caused...

The football in his eyes was getting closer and closer. Just when Chu Zhongtian thought he could successfully catch up with the football and launch a counterattack, his other foot hooked the football away from his vision, making him lose.

Chu Zhongtian couldn't brake and wanted to turn around to chase him, but his feet slipped and fell to the ground.

When he struggled to get up from the ground and turned to chase, he only saw the football being passed by that man and landed at the foot of No. 16 again. Then after passing by the British two or three feet, no figure in a red jersey had been blocked. They seemed to be wooden stakes, and it seemed to be air that did not exist at all. He watched the opponent pass the football from the middle to the goal, and then No. 16 shot the football into the goal. The goalkeeper stood in front of the goal and waved. Rather than defending, it was more like saying hello to the British: Hi, welcome to shoot.

There was a burst of British cheers, whistles and applause around the court.

"Fuck!"

5:0, the British student team led the Chinese student team, and the goal time was in the 90th minute.

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The football match ended, and the crowd around the field gradually dissipated, and some of them were discussing the game that had just ended. Those who were originally cheering for the Chinese student team also left with a laugh and talked, but the crushing defeat obviously did not leave any trace in the hearts of those of them.

"Damn, I'm so tired..."

“Where to relax in a while?”

"I know there is a nightclub where there are many beauties..."

"Is that so? Hahahaha! Not bad!"

The players of the Chinese student team who lost the ball were sitting on the sidelines, resting while discussing topics that had nothing to do with the game that just ended. From their smiling faces, it was impossible to tell that this was a team that had just lost the game in public with a score of 0:5.

The person who laughed the happiestly suddenly stopped laughing because he saw Chu Zhongtian standing in front of him with a gloomy face.

"Do you still have some shame?" Chu Zhongtian opened his eyes wide and said loudly to the person in front of him. "We just lost the ball! And we also lost five balls! Can you still laugh now?"

The man was stunned by the sudden roar and scolded, opened his mouth and looked at Chu Zhongtian in front of him foolishly. He didn't know the person in front of him, but was introduced by the captain Yang Yang. When Yang Yang introduced the name of this person before the game, he didn't even take it to heart.

Now this stranger actually taught me a lesson in this tone? Who do he think he is?

He reacted and cursed: "Put your mouth cleanly, idiot! So what if you lose? If you lose, you will be life?"

"That's right. We are not strong enough to lose to them. What's the point of complaining about?" Someone next to him immediately spoke, which was the guy who just said that he knew there was a nightclub with many beauties.

"Ha! A professional player doesn't know how many games he's losing in his life, so why don't you let others live?" Another man said sarcastically, causing others to laugh.

"Don't Baggio commit suicide after the 1994 World Cup?"

"It seems that this kid must be the murderer who shot Escobar? Ha!"

"Ronaldo is also unforgivable? Who made him lose the 1998 World Cup final?"

A group of people scrambled to mock Chu Zhongtian, as if they were afraid that they would not be able to leave the scene.

Chu Zhongtian clenched his fists tightly amid the sarcasm. He was full of anger and his chest was undulating like a bellows. He was not tired because he kept running for ninety minutes, but because he wanted to beat the group of people in front of him now.

At this moment, a young man wearing glasses, a pretty face, and also wearing a red Chinese team jersey, but the captain's arm held Chu Zhongtian's arm.

"Calm down, Great Chu!" The young man walked around in front of Chu Zhongtian and separated him from the other party.

The person who was freed from the circumference stood up and patted the young man on the shoulder: "Old Yang, I will give you face today. Let your friends be careful when speaking. Everyone is Chinese, don't you?" After saying this, he turned around and waved to the others: "Let's go, brothers, let's find a place to relax! I'm so tired!"

A group of people agreed and followed him and left.

Yang Yang waved to them, then turned his head to persuade Chu Zhongtian, whose face was full of anger and dissatisfaction, and said: "Why, Da Chu? This is just an ordinary friendly match, everyone is playing..."

"In front of so many people, five balls were fed by the opponent and laughed at by others. Is this a kick to play?" Chu Zhongtian waved his arm and retorted excitedly. "The strength is not good, but the attitude should be correct! At least you have to run during the game, it is a game, not a walk!"

In the game, his teammates were not only interested in running at the beginning, but after being scored, his fighting spirit quickly declined, but later they simply became spectators. This was the most dissatisfied point that made Chu Zhongtian the most.

Yang Yang also felt that Chu Zhongtian’s words made sense, but he knew some other people, so he was not easy to blame any party. He could only say helplessly: “You can’t ask everyone to be the same as you, Da Chu…”

Chu Zhongtian nodded, took off his jersey and stuffed it into Yang Yang's hand: "If you play football with them in the future, don't call me. I play football to win, not to lose!"

After hearing Chu Zhongtian's words, the others who were about to leave shouted and cursed: "Let's listen! Listen! Listen to his words! Will he win every battle?"

"Damn it, what a big air! Don't you want to play football with us? We are too lazy to find you! Do you think you are playing well? Idiots who are useless except running!"

"Hey, have you only played one game in your life?"

"So arrogant! Ronaldo doesn't dare to say this!"

"Of course I don't dare anymore. He is still crying in the game against Lazio!"

"I'll tell you a way, a good way to never lose - you never participate in the game!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A group of people left with a laugh.

Chu Zhongtian stuffed the jersey he took off into his bag, and seemed to turn a deaf ear to the ridicule and ridicule of those people just now. He was about to leave to work.

"Big Chu!" Yang Yang stopped him.

Chu Zhongtian looked back at him. Yang Yang was not only his fellow villager, but also a roommate who shared the apartment with him. This time he came to play football. If Yang Yang hadn't had this relationship with him, and when he first came to the UK, Yang Yang took care of him a lot, he would not give up his two hours of working time and be embarrassing to accompany those people.

"That... I'm sorry, thank you." Yang Yang said. He also knew very well that the team's disastrous defeat in today's game was the team's lack of strength, but Chu Zhongtian was the hardest-working person. Although those teammates sarcastically mocked Chu Zhongtian, he still wanted to thank him. He gave up two hours of working and earning money to help, but in the end he became the laughing stock of the audience and his teammates off the court. He didn't say thank you and sorry, and he was really ashamed. Chu Zhongtian's family's financial situation was not very good. He was always busy working, and two hours could make him earn nine pounds, but now he used it to accompany them on the court.

This game made him very embarrassed, but he had no choice. Who made him inferior to others? Chu Zhongtian is already the best performer in the team, but a tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves. What's the use of being outstanding by himself? What's more, he is just a midfielder responsible for defense.

When Chu Zhongtian heard him say this, he turned around and took the jersey he had just stuffed to him from Yang Yang: "I will clean the clothes and shoes before returning them to you."

After saying this, he turned around and left. He was in a bad mood now and didn't want to say anything more.

Chu Zhongtian left, and his teammates also left. Yang Yang was the only one left here. He squatted down to pack up his own things and was about to go back.

"Huh, everyone has finished?" A disappointed female voice rang behind him.

Yang Yang turned around and found that the visitor was an old acquaintance - Emily Stan.

Yang Yang and Emily are old acquaintances because Emily is a member of the student union, and Yang Yang, as a representative of Chinese students, naturally often deals with each other. He quickly stood up and asked, "Are you looking for someone, Emily?"

"Ah, Yang. Yes, I'm looking for someone..." After greeting Yang Yang, Emily shrugged at the empty court.

"Who are you looking for? If it's our players, I know them all."

"That... No. 6, your No. 6 player. I have never seen him. Is he a student in our school?" Emily spread her hands.

Yang Yang smiled: "You are looking for Chu Zhongtian. Unfortunately, he has left. In September, he is a formal student in our school and he has just finished preparatory courses."

Emily was a little disappointed, and she shrugged.

"Is there anything you want to ask him for? Emily. Maybe I can tell you." Yang Yang pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Well... it's nothing," Emily shook her head, "Since he's not here, I'll leave too. Goodbye, Yang."

"Goodbye, Emily."

Yang Yang looked at Emily's back as she was leaving and pushed her glasses. He knew Emily was an avid fan, but what did this have to do with Chu Zhongtian?

In the sky behind him, the sky was getting darker, and the white moon and the looming stars could be seen.

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