Things continue to ferment.

A local Milan media outlet then went to interview Udinese's youngster Joao. Pereira.

This black youth is just a super substitute for the first team of Udinese, and the reason why he was interviewed is because it was he who maliciously fouled and tackled Jiang Chenxi in the game with Inter Milan U17 that year, which directly caused the latter's current tragic experience.

"It was just a normal confrontation." Pereira said with a smile, "Injuries are normal in football, and the Chinese can only be blamed for their poor physical fitness." ”

"I heard that Jiang will not be able to play football in the future, will you feel guilty and apologize for this?" The reporter asked with a smile.

"No, no, no, I will regret it, however, I will not apologize." Pereira shook his head, "I said it was just a normal confrontation, that's the cruelty of professional football. ”

The next day, the report headline of this local media in Milan: Pereira: Don't blame me, just a normal confrontation, it's the Chinese who are too fragile! Not suitable for kicking!

……

Subsequently, a local media outlet in Pescara broke the news that the club had received a trial application from the Chinese player yesterday.

"Obviously, we refused." The Pescara spokesman smiled and said, "We told him, don't waste time, it's good for each other. ”

All of a sudden, this Chinese teenager who once shined at the Pinenati base has become a topic of conversation among readers after dinner in Italian media reports.

"Delusional Chinese."

"I said a long time ago that Chinese don't play football."

"When will the 'strong' Chinese die?"

A small local betting agency in Italy even offered Jiang Chenxi a odds, betting that the Chinese teenager who had been sentenced to 'football death' would continue to be rejected by several clubs before he died.

This aroused the interest of some Italians, and there were actually people involved.

The newspaper Torino Sport even paid special attention to the incident, "We sympathize with this hapless Chinese lad who, in the most reluctant way he has been, has become a talking point." ”

……

Su Xun quietly put away the newspapers, since the head coach of the Genoa reserve team said those words in the media, everything that followed happened too suddenly, too fiercely.

It seems that the whole of Italy is ridiculing Jiang Chenxi with malicious eyes and mentality.

No one cares how much damage this will do to this teenager who gritted his teeth and persevered no matter how difficult it was.

The media also contributed to the fire for the sake of sales.

A teenager who struggled to move forward from his injury and moved forward silently, the unfair ridicule and attention that he should not have received came so suddenly.

"Ahh On the grass outside the courtyard, a scream was heard.

Su Xun's heart jumped, and he hurriedly rushed out, and saw Jiang Chenxi sitting on the ground, holding his ankle with a painful face.

"Ahh Su Xun covered her mouth, and her tears could no longer be contained.

In the past few days, Jiang Chenxi has been training like crazy, just to get back to her form and ball sense as soon as possible, but at this moment, it is obvious that the scene she least wants to see has happened.

This scene was seen by a paparazzi reporter waiting near the residence.

……

The next day, an Italian media reported the news that the strong Chinese lad had suffered a recurrence of an old injury in training.

"Obviously, now, there is no happiest person than PART."

PART is the small Italian betting company that opened a handicap for Jiang Chenxi.

Later, PART was interviewed by the media, "It's unfortunate news, but it's a good thing for us, and of course, the people who participate in the lottery will be dissatisfied, and we regret it." ”

"Chinese boy, go back to China, you made me lose money." Subsequently, the Italian media carried out a follow-up report, and an Italian who was also trying out a football club said angrily.

……

There was a sharp pain in the left ankle.

Jiang Chenxi let out a muffled snort, covering her cheeks with her hands, tears of pain streaming down her cheeks.

This was the second time he had cried since he was injured.

The first time was when I was injured and was carried off the field.

"It's a shame I have to give a warning, quit playing."

After another injury and a follow-up, the serious expression and words of Dr. Di Matteo, the leading professor of sports in Italy, seemed to appear in front of him again.

"No, I'm not reconciled!"

"No!"

In the small room, Jiang Chenxi's low roar of almost despair came.

He was not reconciled.

He got up and tried to use his left foot to pluck the ball.

Without the slightest surprise, a sharp pain sensation was transmitted from the nerve in the ankle to the brain.

He sat on the floor dejectedly, covering his face with his hands and letting out a low sob.

For nearly two years, countless surgeries, endless pain, the scorching smell of drilling holes in the bones of his body, and the cold steel nails, none of them broke him.

The cruel assertions of doctors, experts, the media, and the malicious ridicule of recent days have not broken him.

He always looked forward to the future, he never gave up, he believed that he would be able to return to the green field, to the stage where he galloped to his heart's content.

However, at this moment, he was injured again, and the heart-wrenching pain in his left ankle was like drilling a hole in his heart.

"I'm not reconciled." Jiang Chenxi's fists were clenched tightly, and her knuckles turned white.

……

It had been a few hours, and Jiang Chenxi was still sitting on the floor, staring blankly at the sky outside the window.

The sky was blue.

White clouds fluttering.

The streets were filled with the sound of children's laughter.

There is also the laughter and conversation of tourists.

Jiang Chenxi seemed to have lost his soul.

Football.

Kickball.

Running on the green field is his greatest joy.

He enjoys this feeling of galloping to his heart's content, attacking the city, sweating on the court, enjoying cheers, running feet, writing a better future, in the heart of this teenager, this is the most beautiful thing.

Now, the cruel reality has crushed this teenager who is always optimistic and always insists on not giving up.

Suddenly, Jiang Chenxi's gaze stayed, condensing on a photo.

……

This is a photo on the door of Su Xun's room, to be exact, a photo of him and Su Xun.

That was when he had just joined Inter Milan, and Su Xun had just been hired as his translator.

The high-spirited teenager has the spectacular San Siro (Meazza) stadium behind him, and next to him is a somewhat shy girl with bright eyes, a hint of curiosity, a hint of pride.

She is proud of Jiang Chenxi.

At the bottom of the photo, there is a piece of paper on the door, which reads: The light of the morning will rise again.

This is what Su Xun pasted after he was seriously injured.

Jiang Chenxi's eyes were almost desperate, with a trace of mist and a hint of bright light.

The light of Jiang Chenxi!

Rise again!

Could it be?!

Could it be?!

Yes!

Yes!

……

He got up from the floor and stood in front of Su Xun's door.

Look at that picture, look at that piece of paper.

Looking at her high-spirited self, looking at the girl's shy and bright eyes.

His eyes began to focus, and his fists began to clench and clench.

"Jiang Chenxi, don't give up!"

"As you said, even fate can't make you kneel and beg for mercy! No matter how cruel fate is, it won't let you bow your head! ”

Looking at the girl in the photo, Jiang Chenxi's gaze regained firmness again.

"No matter how difficult it is, no matter what the cost, I'm going to get back on the pitch!"

"No matter how difficult the future is, even if the future is full of thorns, I will go on with a smile!"

……

Jiang Chenxi returned to his bedroom and turned on the computer.

Prepare a video with your own parents.

At this time, a message pop-up box is flashing.

It's an unfamiliar number.

"Are you really willing to pay any price to get back on the field?"

"Yes." Jiang Chenxi didn't think much about it and replied.

"Are you sure?" The other party quickly replied.

Jiang Chenxi was stunned, he didn't expect the other party to be online, he tapped on the keyboard, "I'm sure!" ”

"Good." The other party replied.

"Who are you?" Jiang Chenxi asked.

However, there was no reply.

Jiang Chenxi shook his head, closed the dialog box, and didn't pay any more attention.

……

At this moment, the number that had turned gray again flashed again.

Jiang Chenxi clicked.

In an instant, a dazzling light flickered, reflected and went straight into Jiang Chenxi's eyes.

He subconsciously closed his eyes, but he didn't notice that a golden beam of light directly submerged into his body.

"The system is automatically checking."

"System check complete, lock host!"

"Target, Detection!"

In Jiang Chenxi's mind, such words suddenly appeared, and he felt that a wonderful and incredible picture appeared in front of his eyes......

A tiny robot appeared in his mind.

The appearance of this robot is very similar to ...... Metal version of the small Teletubbies......