The night is falling, and the night lights in the city are on.

Hearty, hungry.

II also stopped and relaxed.

Pack your backpack, change your shoes, and get ready to go home.

As soon as I turned a green space, I saw a middle-aged man walking crookedly, suddenly in a hurry, walking towards the bench under the tree on the side, stumbling, holding his hand in the air, and slowly falling down.

The second looked at the black-haired middle-aged man, and he lay on the ground, next to the bench, and began to twitch in bursts.

Maybe his black hair, maybe it's the pleasure of his own stage, or maybe it's the sudden touch in the depths of his distant heart.

The second firmly put down the backpack, firmly took out the mobile phone from the backpack, and almost dialed "110" nervously, suddenly remembering that this was in the United Kingdom, and should dial "999".

At night, there was no one, the park was silent, and II was anxiously turning back and forth with his mobile phone.

In fact, it didn't take long for the ambulance to scream, and II hurriedly ran to the intersection and hailed an ambulance.

Four people jumped out of the ambulance, two of them carrying stretchers, one nurse carrying a first-aid kit, and another elderly person holding a stethoscope, possibly the attending doctor.

The older middle-aged doctor, who was holding a stethoscope, greeted Ni and hurried to the park bench with Ni.

The middle-aged attending doctor gently turned over the middle-aged man's body, rolled his eyes with his hands, and beckoned to the two male nurses standing next to him, who were bowing down, and the three slowly placed the middle-aged man on the stretcher.

The man was very pale and short of breath, and the doctor pressed the man's chest and said something to the nurse next to him.

The nurse took out a bottle of first-aid liquid from the first-aid kit, sucked a tube of injection into the first-aid bottle with a syringe, pulled out a long leather tube, plunged into the first-aid bottle, and pierced the man's wrist meridians.

Two nurses lifted the stretcher, and the middle-aged attending doctor carried a first-aid bottle and carefully and quickly carried the man into the ambulance.

The middle-aged attending doctor greeted Nishi, who also entered the ambulance with the nurse carrying the first-aid kit.

The ambulance whizzed in the direction of the hospital.

I waited outside the hospital emergency room for about ten minutes.

When the police arrived, a young policeman asked about Ni's identity and the situation, recorded and checked his passport, and then let Ni leave.

The second came home, took a bath, ate, reviewed his books for a while, and it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

II began to go to bed.

Thinking of saving people, I somehow thought of "Journey to the West", how did Tang Seng save basically goblins?

After a while, the second fell asleep.

Early on Wednesday morning, Ni got up early to finish his morning training by himself, had breakfast, and rushed to the training center with a soccer ball all the way as usual.

Now the two's juggling skills are already good, there are very few cases of juggling the ball, and the speed is not much worse than jogging.

II arrived at the Academy's football training center, and was still the first to arrive.

The second round of the second round of basic soccer training on the grass of the training ground began again, conscientiously, meticulously, repeatedly, repeatedly, repeatedly!

The second did not feel the boredom of training, every small technical improvement, every perception of football, and an occasional tacit understanding, all of which made the second excited and intoxicated.

After the last football game, although I played what I usually practiced, it was quite shocking to the second world. After all, it was just an amateur street game, but Nishi felt that if he could continue to train like this for a year and a half, it was still possible to become a professional footballer.

Mr. Baker came by himself, pacing in square steps, and in good spirits. Today seems to be a little earlier than ever. Mr. Baker saw that II was meticulously doing the movements, and Coach Baker smiled and was very pleased.

"Good morning, Mr. Baker! Why is it so early today? The second asked suspiciously, Mr. Baker usually does not arrive until nine o'clock, but today it seems that he will only come at eight o'clock.

"Dragon, it's okay, I was going to criticize you, but now that I'm here, I don't feel like I'm going to use it, you're fine!" Mr. Baker said with an unnatural smile.

II was stunned, scratched his head, and inexplicably stopped to stand in front of Mr. Baker.

The second thought to himself, the weather is not bad today, it seems that it is not dark clouds rolling, and it looks like a storm is coming. How could Mr. Baker be prepared to criticize me? What's going on?

The second looked puzzled.

"Strange, you didn't read the Oxford Post yesterday?" Mr. Baker asked, surprised.

The face of the second went from a state of confusion to suddenly, and his face turned as red as a red cloth, and the second replied in a voice like a mosquito: "Look, those media are too tasteless." ”

Mr. Baker laughed, and then teased II, "It's cool! You're a fairy tale too!"

Looking at the second very annoyed look, Mr. Baker said very strictly: "Dragon, it is normal for the media to have no discipline, I was really going to pour cold water on you, but you are very good, you have not been affected by the media, I think you are really good!" ”

Mr. Baker then began to exclaim again.

Football is not pure at all these days, it is full of all kinds of things, and the media is one of them. The media is also cheap, and in order to increase sales, it is all over the place.

Players, especially professional players, don't just rely on technical bodies to play well, players also need media exposure to expand their influence, after all, players also need to eat.

Professional players still pay a lot when they play football, not to mention the injured, there will be various hidden injuries left in the body without injury, and the body is overdrawn in advance, and it is understandable that you can earn more money by following the media reports and exposure.

It is not unforgivable for a player to pursue media aura and effect, but most players who are influenced by the media will basically find it difficult to achieve more success. What's even more terrifying is that under the exposure of the media, he has become a celebrity, under the temptation of money and temptation, he can't control himself, smokes and drinks women, and squanders money, these are all overdrawn lives, and when he retires, he can't adapt to the life of ordinary people, then life is worse than death.

You see the people of our generation who played football, although some of them are not as good as those who don't play after retirement. That's because playing football requires training, and many life skills have to be learned in the first best period, and it is difficult to learn them after retirement.

But there are people who have a difficult life, and those are caused by the uncontrolled spending of money and eating empty mountains after retirement, just like when they were players.

Ordinary players, after retiring, even if they take the money accumulated when they play, as long as they don't spend it indiscriminately and find something to do, they can live more easily than ordinary people.

I'm here to worry about you being influenced by the media.

If your self-confidence is swelled right now, the first thing is to cut off your fledgling talent. Now the competition on the court is so fierce, you can't train without a good system, there are geniuses, but after those hours, there are many cases where it must not be good.

But you're doing a good job, maybe your mind is really better than the average person, whether you can become a star in the future or not, you have to stay sober, improve your own strength, and be a qualified professional player.

The strength of the player matches the fame, that is the root of the player, as for the strength of the player is higher than the fame, ha, then it is not a professional player, that is an upright gentleman.

"Ha, by the way, the newspaper is right about one thing, I'm optimistic about you!" With that, Mr. Baker patted the second and turned to his office.

Mr. Baker's treatment of II was not at all like the usual way he treated other players. Mr. Baker was very fond of nagging and sighing with the Two, and the Second wondered if Mr. Baker felt that the Second understood him and was willing to listen to him.

However, Mr. Baker likes to teach the second very much, and it seems that he feels that this kind of intelligent and talented player, receiving professional football training in his own hands, cannot help but stare at it, and simply treats the second as his little brother.

After the first birth of the second generation, he has always been sensitive. He had known for a long time that Mr. Baker had really treated him as his mantle disciple. Now, no matter whether Mr. Baker lectured him, or nagged and sighed, the second is to echo, and keep in mind that if there is something, he will change it, and if he does not, he will encourage it.

The second is alone on the field, his thoughts are tumbling, and he understands the truth.

But I don't think it's strict to that point. After reading the newspaper yesterday, I felt that the newspaper report was a bit exaggerated, but I was still happy in my heart. As for the fear of bumping into teammates, it is because I am afraid of hitting my teammates and I don't know how to encourage my teammates, so I am happy. But vanity keeps you humble.

Anyway, yesterday the media influenced me, and you can see that you didn't have football training yesterday morning. The second understands, those things in the newspaper, just take it as a fun look, what it is like in normal times, and how it should be now, your goals will not change, keep your heart.

Didn't someone say that a person's success is not equal to one percent of talent and ninety-nine percent of perspiration?

II calmed down and continued his training.

Mr. Baker stood behind the window, looked at II, and couldn't help but sigh that if II had gotten professional soccer training earlier, he would not have just become a football star, he would have been a football superstar.

The other members of the team also began to come one after another, and some joked about the second, the second is a breezy look, haha laughing, just do what you want.

The attitude of the teammates is obviously much more respectful, the teammates are all college students from Oxford University or other universities, which one is not a very high IQ, they are all proud of the sky, can you not understand what is going on with the media? I understand, but II still trains so hard, although he is now a beginner, but this football enthusiasm and professional attitude still make his teammates admire.

Sweat is able to earn the respect of others.

Coach Baker can be so good to the second, isn't it also to see the efforts of the second? Coach Baker was originally a person with enthusiasm in his heart and a cold face, and for the growth of the second, he kept hitting the big drum on the second side, whether it was a drum or not, or a broken drum and ten thousand pounds, as long as it was a drum, it was not a bad thing to beat it often.

So when the second faced Mr. Baker, he couldn't help but think of Tang Seng, but the second really felt that Tang Seng was really not a bad person.