Russell was left by ambulance and did not return.

Bolger dominated the game for the rest of the day, and he burst out and became the most active man in the room. He spared no effort to sprint on the flanks again and again, looking for opportunities.

When the opponent pulled a goal back in the 83rd minute, the score was 4-2, and in any case, as long as there were no big surprises, Wimbledon won the game. But Borger was not satisfied, he even stepped into the striker position, he was hungry for goals.

Just three minutes after North Glenford United's goal, Bolger scored. He received a pass from a teammate on the wing, relied on his speed to force an overtake, smashed into the box, and then fired a powerful shot from a small angle, the ball flew directly over the goalkeeper's head, and the North Grunford United goalkeeper didn't even react, the ball went in!

5：2！

Instead of shouting or running with open arms, Bolger made a surprising move - he ran into the goal, leaned over to pick up the ball from the still stunned goalkeeper, and then ran back to the centre circle with his arms in his arms, pressing it there and motioning for the North Glenford United players to come up and kick off.

Scored a goal, and the score of 5:2 did not satisfy him.

After kick-off, Glenford was clearly beaten by Wimbledon, and now they can't remember that before the game, they vowed revenge. Avenge? No kidding, okay? It's good that we can go back alive...... In the final minutes of the game, North Glenford United stopped attacking and passed the football back and forth between their own people in an attempt to delay the game until the end of the game.

In fact, the Wimbledon players didn't press much and were quite happy with the 5-2 scoreline. If the score was 2:2 at this time, they would have been crazy all over the court.

Right now...... Only Borger was in the front court, and he was not satisfied.

North Glenford United were uncomfortable with Borger's approach – how could a team with a three-goal lead push in the final minute of the game? Their players also made a mistake in the rush under Bolger's crazy pressing, and kicked the ball directly to Bolger!

The rest is simple. Bolger used his speed to break through the opponent's already unformed defence, then faced the goalkeeper and made a gesture to shoot into the near corner, with a flick of his ankle, he pushed the ball into the far corner, and then he watched the ball slowly roll into the goal.

After the goal, Borger still did not celebrate, he ran to the goal, fished the football out of the net, held it in his arms, trotted all the way to the center circle, put the football down, retreated, and waited for the opponent to kick off.

Do you know what the North Glenford United players are thinking right now? They wish the referee would blow the half-time whistle now and end the game. At the beginning of the 2:1, they still thought that this game must be successful revenge, as long as they scored one more goal to equalize the score, at that time the opponent's army was disheartened, it was a good time for their own counterattack. Who would have thought that when the game was ninety minutes on, they did score a second goal, but it didn't make sense because the opponent scored four more goals...... Looking at the other party's appearance on the 17th, it seems that he is still unwilling? God, it's not enough to score twice? Does he want a hat-trick?!

This kid was inconspicuous in the previous game, why did he suddenly explode when the game was over?

They can't figure this out, and they can't figure it out.

Only Wimbledon's team-mates understood why Bolger was not satisfied with scoring two goals in a row, still wanting to score and continue to wreak havoc on the opposition.

Because he and Russell are good friends, they grew up together, trained together, and were abandoned by the club together...... The depth of their affection is beyond the comprehension of others. Seeing Russell's injury as if he had been injured himself, Russell's injury left the scene infuriated him.

People are almost forgetting that a person who has been trained by Wimbledon professional football club echelon is actually an Alei. Russell, and Gavin. Borger. The same skilled, but also faster, good flank striker Gavin. Borger.

He's a big mouth, he's only Russell's boss, and sometimes he's pretty cheap...... In the game, he mainly plays through crosses and rarely scores. But this doesn't mean that he can't score, he and Chu Zhongtian are completely different, and no one will dare to bet with him that he will run naked when he scores.

After Russell was injured, he couldn't rush up and punch the perpetrator, nor could he pester the referee to send the opponent's No. 4 down. He had to choose to express his anger in his own way, and that was - to score himself!

The referee saved the North Glenford United by blowing the full-time whistle just as they were kicking the ball out, just one minute after injury time and four minutes of stoppage time...... In their opinion, there is no need to make up enough time for this game, and Borger is a little angry and wants to go up to the referee to trouble.

"Why don't you make up enough time? Three minutes to go! ”

Kevin. Cooper quickly pulled him down, he didn't want Borger to get another yellow card after the game, he already had a yellow card before, if he did another one, he would be "two yellows and one red" and sent off. The team has lost a Russell and can't afford to lose another Bolger.

"Alright, blog! The game is over and we won 6:2! ”

"So what? Give me three more minutes and I'll score another goal! Borger struggled in the captain's arms.

"Even if you can score ten more goals, Russell will be injured!" As the leader of the first team, Cooper is still very dignified. He shouted, and drank Borger to the point where he didn't dare to say anything more.

"Let's hope his injuries aren't too bad." Cooper patted him on the shoulder. "I know you don't want to see him get hurt, but that's football, blog. No one is immune to this, and the stars who have made a name for themselves are no different. What we should be thinking about now is how to keep the team winning in his absence. He's leaving next season, and I guess you'd like to give him a gift with a promotion title, right? ”

Bolger bowed his head.

"I'm sorry, Captain......"

Cooper put his hand on his head, scratched it, and said nothing. Russell's injury may not be too minor in the eyes of an experienced player, and he just hopes that he can make it to the last game - just a week ago, the owner of Eames approached him and said that the team was going to prepare a farewell game for Russell...... and Russell was injured and sent to the hospital for examination, and everyone only expressed their concern, but they didn't pay much attention to it. It's not that this group of teammates has a bad relationship with Russell, but for players, injuries are too normal, the difference is only the degree of injury, some people have a small injury in their career, and some people are always related to major injuries, such as Brazil's legendary goalscorer Ronaldo.

Nobody wants Russell to have a serious injury, so they don't think in that direction. It was a forbidden area, and it seemed that if you thought about it, it could become a reality. So Borger kept trying to make himself laugh: "Hah! No big deal! It must be so, haha! I think he only needs a week's rest to be able to come back, and he's tired from back-to-back games lately......"

Chu Zhongtian didn't think much about it, as long as he didn't hurt his bones and ligaments, it shouldn't be a big problem.

When I returned to the Dons Bar in the evening, the owner was wrapping up the engraved video of the game and preparing to send it to Emily.

When I saw him coming, I gave him a thumbs up: "I think this game must be the best birthday present for Emily." ”

Other drinkers also stepped forward to congratulate Chu Zhongtian on scoring his first goal.

Everyone said that they wanted to invite Chu Zhongtian to drink, and Chu Zhongtian hurriedly waved his hand: "You can just have a drink together, if you drink too much, I'm afraid that tomorrow will have another headache." ”

Everyone laughed and raised their wine glasses to him, Chu Zhongtian poured himself a pint of wine, and then drank half a glass in one go, which was regarded as a response to everyone's enthusiastic concern.

After packing the disc again, the boss pulled out another disc and stuffed it into the VCD machine.

"Guys! Come and see the game! He used the remote control to turn on the TV hanging from the ceiling.

The picture turns from black to bright, and a noisy sound comes from the speakers.

"Hey, that's me!" Jackson stood up and pointed to the half-headed figure in the lower right corner of the screen.

And then a lot of people find themselves on the TV screen.

It turned out that John had left the backup.

Chu Zhongtian also tilted his head and looked at the TV. It was the first time he had seen a game on television...... When Russell scored the first goal, there was a huge cheer in the stands, and the camera shook, and countless pairs of arms stood up in front of the camera, which really looked like the kind of camera in the stands that was taken after the goal.

"We're ahead! This is the first ball! The man who scored the goal was ...... Alai. Russell! "The boss's "commentary" sounded on the TV, and everything was fine except for the sound that was a little distorted.

"Hah! Dude, you don't have to open a bar to be a commentator on the BBC or Sky! Old Bent teased John, causing a burst of laughter.

"There's more to come!" Boss John continued to stare at the TV and said.

It was the first time that Chu Zhongtian had seen the competitions he participated in on TV, and those national competitions were not broadcast on television. But it wasn't as shocking as the first time he saw himself score on TV...... He craned his neck and stared at the TV screen, not daring to blink for fear that he would miss this wonderful scene in the blink of an eye - in the picture, he turned his back to the camera, picked up his right foot, and fired a powerful volley at the football lying on the ground!

Slow motion is used here, and the previous two goals at Wimbledon and the one from North Grenford United did not have such treatment, and it was obviously taken care of by the owner of John.

In slow motion, the picture of the splash of water appeared very clear, and the loose grass clippings and dirt flew up with Chu Zhongtian's leg swinging movements, his movements seemed to be full of the beauty of strength, and every muscle was accumulating strength before exploding. The rain-soaked jersey clings to his body, outlining the contours of his toned muscles. Chu Zhongtian is 1.80 meters tall, but he weighs 80 kilograms, and his physical strength is fully displayed in this picture.

At this moment, the cheers on the TV and the cheers in the bar merge into one, and the drinkers raised their arms and shouted "Oh oh - goooal!" gooooal！！ ”

At this moment, Chu Zhongtian felt as if he was flying, and the huge cheers made his heart ripple, and he almost forgot where he really was at this time, and he wanted to run around the field with open arms - during the game, he patronized to let Philip jump down and run naked, and he forgot to celebrate properly, but the celebration of the first goal passed hastily, which is really a pity...... In the roar of the room, the football echoed into the net!

It's so cool! It's so cool!!

He couldn't help but clench his fists under the bar.

When he saw David Beckham send England straight to Japan with a free-kick, he was envious, but he never thought he would have such a day.

The goal was replayed several times before it passed.

Philip's white-flowered figure appeared on the screen.

"Wow, is this really meant for Emily's birthday?" Someone exclaimed.

"It's really coded......" Old Bent muttered as he looked at Philip on the screen. And it's a thick yard, except for a head, it's basically a moving mosaic...... Even Chu Zhongtian couldn't help laughing. At that time, I was chased and didn't watch it carefully, but now when I see this scene on TV, I suddenly feel quite funny.

"Does anyone know what happened to Charles?" He asked in a loud voice.

"I heard Kenny took me home!" Someone answered him.

Chu Zhongtian sighed and relieved himself. After all, he and Philip don't have a deep grudge, he just wants Philip to be a clown, make a joke, and don't make a big fuss.

Next, everyone didn't have the heart to continue watching TV, they all knew how the game was going to be, and everyone came up to continue to congratulate Chu Zhongtian on his goal.

"I have to admit that I didn't expect you to actually score goals at first, well done, Chu." Jackson stepped forward and patted Chu Zhongtian on the shoulder.

"That shot was professional!" Phil exclaimed excitedly.

"I've watched Wimbledon in the stands at Shechhurst Park for so many years, and it's rare to see a goal like this, so I don't brag about it!"

"After watching this ball, I really wonder if you deliberately pretended not to shoot before? If that's the case...... Philip is really unlucky, haha! ”

"Guys! To celebrate Chu's first goal...... "Old Bent raised the wine glass in his hand, and with his movements, the golden wine rippled in the transparent glass, and the white foam seemed to be a thousand piles of snow in the seven. "Let's have a toast!"

"Dry !!" A group of people agreed, raised the wine glass in their hands, and then drank it all with their necks up.

※※※When all the drinkers have dispersed, it is time to close again.

After Chu Zhongtian cleaned up the store, he was about to say goodbye when he was stopped by the boss.

Looking at a cowhide envelope handed over by Boss John, he was a little puzzled.

"It's your goal bonus, Chu." John placed the envelope in front of Chu Zhongtian.

There is a bonus for scoring goals, Chu Zhongtian only knows that this is the team's rule, five pounds per goal, which is not much. He didn't expect the bar to reward him too, so he picked up the envelope and counted it - five full twenty pounds, a total of one hundred pounds!

He was taken aback, he was not the kind of person who was high-minded, it was a good thing for him to score a goal, and he would not refuse, but he didn't expect so many ...... A hundred pounds is basically the same amount of money he would make from working here for a week.

He looked up at the smiling boss, this chubby face looked really kind now, but when he first met the boss, this face was as cold as an iceberg, rejecting people for thousands of miles.

When he cautiously came to work at this bar, the drunken drinkers, who were full of wine, burped, and couldn't talk thoroughly, didn't seem very friendly. He was worried about being discriminated against because he was a yellow-skinned, black-haired Oriental. He also worried that he would mess up his job because he didn't understand the British slang and end up being swept away and losing a source of income. It seemed to him that the Englishmen who did not speak the language all had the same face, and their tones were exactly the same, and their expressions were so unfamiliar that for a while he could not distinguish them one by one.

When he was alone in this strange country and strange town to survive, he never imagined that there would be such a day, everyone talked to him with a pleasant face, patted him on the shoulder to encourage him, put his arms around his neck and laughed. At that time, he only wanted to end his four-year education experience and return to China to find a job, he never wanted to integrate into the life of the country, maybe he would make friends with one or two British classmates, but he would not be the center of attention, he would not be such a popular figure.

He doesn't belong here, and he doesn't want to leave his own traces here, so it's best that he leaves without a trace of nostalgia after four years, just as a post station for a short stay. As for the exotic beauty friends, playing with a group of buddies and having a common goal, scoring goals in the game, the name was cheered by more than four thousand people...... These messy things never came to his mind.

Why did the trajectory of life deflect here? Where did the road turn from?

It all started at noon that day, when a beautiful princess-like girl walked into the Dons bar and asked him, "Do you want to play football?" ”

Chu Zhongtian nodded to the boss: "Thank you, boss." ”

He put the envelope in his hand into his bag.

"Hey, thanks what!" The boss slapped Chu Zhongtian on the right shoulder, "Let me tell you, as long as you can score in the game, it will be a bonus of one hundred pounds, which is definitely not less than you!" ”

Chu Zhongtian didn't expect the boss to be so generous, not to mention the increase in his weekly salary since he played football, and now he has a hundred pounds per ball, which is too generous...... But then Boss John's words almost made him fall for it.

"Anyway, you only scored this goal in a season, ahahaha!"

Hey!

Chu Zhongtian secretly rolled his eyes.

The capitalists are indeed cunning and miserly class enemies!

(To be continued)