"Toot! Honk! Toot! ”

"The end of the game !!"

John. Morteson could no longer contain the excitement in his heart.

"It's over! After the last round of Wimbledon vs. Wimbledon, I said it was the biggest upset of the FA Cup! I'm sorry now I'm going to retract that remark, the biggest upset of this cup is here! It's not just the FA Cup, it's even the greatest game in the 132-year history of the FA Cup! ”

"I'm not exaggerating at all, I'm also very clear-headed! Since the inception of the Premier League, the gap between rich and poor has widened, exacerbating the gap between the top and lower teams, so there is no such thing as an amateur team beating a professional team in such an environment! But Wimbledon did just that! They beat Chelsea, who are stronger than them! ”

"This is a remarkable achievement! Chu, an international student from China, is the biggest hero of this game! His two goals completely shattered the Chelsea dream! You're famous, young man! You're famous! ”

※※※ Chu Zhongtian, who was praised by Mortenson, had been lifted up by his teammates at this moment.

"Well done, Chu!" They threw Chu Zhongtian up and caught it again. Repeated three times before Chu Zhongtian was put down.

Wimbledon Athletic's three attacks in this game, all from Chu Zhongtian, he initiated his finish. It can be said that there is no suspense about winning the best player of the game.

Looking at Chu Zhongtian, who was thrown up by his teammates, Abel who was standing in the press box pointed to his peers around him and said, "The best in this game, I vote for him!" ”

"Obviously, the best can only be him." Said his fellow journalists.

"Two goals from three shots, and not only that, but almost everywhere in defence...... You can't imagine how fit he is, a player like that...... To say that he is just an international student, an amateur player who plays part-time, really makes me feel incredible. ”

"An exciting game! Isn't it? "And the reporters were very excited.

※※※ All the Wimbledon players rushed up to hug Chu Zhongtian, hugged him tightly in their arms, and then roared in his ear.

When Chu Zhongtian broke free from his enthusiastic and crazy teammates, his hair was already messy like a chicken nest.

He clenched his fist hard and waved it lightly.

It's a good feeling to win, to win this game!

"Hey, Number Eight."

A man's voice sounded from behind.

Chu Zhongtian was immersed in the joy after the victory, and did not react to the fact that the person was calling him. It wasn't until the other party walked up to him that he reacted.

Frank. Lampard stood in front of Chu Zhongtian, pointed to his shirt and tugged at his own.

"Swap jerseys?" Chu Zhongtian felt as if he was very close to exchanging jerseys, and in the last game, Leggerwood wanted to ask him to change jerseys, but he refused.

You said...... Wouldn't it be awesome if I turned down Frank Lampard's request to swap shirts again?

Chu Zhongtian thought this in his head, and then he said apologetically to Lampard: "I have to ask my manager first......

"Do you have to get the manager's permission to swap jerseys?" Frank Lampard was surprised.

"That's right...... Our club has limited funds, so players are not allowed to exchange jerseys without permission...... I have already kept the jersey from the last game, so I have to ask the head coach this time......" After Chu Zhongtian finished speaking, he saw Eames not far from him, so he simply shouted: "Boss! Frank Lampard wants me to swap shirts! ”

Eames waved at him, "If you want, change it, boy!" That's the reward you earn! ”

After getting the manager's reply, Chu Zhongtian took off his dirty shirt, Lampard also took off his shirt, and the two of them talked a few words after completing the shirt exchange ceremony.

"Are you really an amateur?" Frank Lampard still couldn't believe he had been beaten by an amateur.

Chu Zhongtian nodded: "Yes...... I'm still a student......"

Just as the two of them were talking, the media around them surrounded them, and they all pointed their camera lenses at Chu Zhongtian, he was the best player in this game, and naturally he should enjoy the treatment of the stars after the game.

A star of Frank Lampard's caliber has become a supporting actor at this time.

After hearing Chu Zhongtian's answer, Lampard shook his head helplessly: "Your performance is very good, I think you can try to play professional football......

Many people had said such things to Chu Zhongtian before, but at that time his reaction was all "Are you kidding?" I can't". Now, he didn't, not because the person standing in front of him was Frank Lampard, and it was rude to speak in that tone, but because he was starting to seriously consider the possibility...... "I'm still looking forward to you playing professional football......" Lampard held out his hand.

Chu Zhongtian shook hands with him.

"Good luck, number eight."

'Thank you, Mr Lampard......

Frank Lampard was gone, and the reporters quickly filled the space he had left behind, and they gathered around, eager to poke the microphone directly into Chu Zhongtian's mouth.

"Chu! Congratulations...... Can you understand me if I speak English? ”

Chu Zhongtian nodded.

"Haha! Just kidding, don't mind. We meet again! ”

Chu Zhongtian saw several familiar faces among the reporters, and he greeted them with a smile.

"Let's talk about your feelings, Chu! Your team has done a miracle again, and you have done all the attacking and scoring of your team in this game, is there nothing to say? ”

"I'm just a member of the team and it's a 'Crazy Gang' victory." Chu Zhongtian looked very humble.

The Chelsea fans in the stands have already begun to exit the stadium in disappointment, while the Wimbledon fans are still standing and applauding.

"He really looks like a big star......" Boss John, who was standing next to Emily, applauded and sighed.

"No, not at all." Emily shook her head, "He's a big star!" Much more famous than me! ”

"Hah!" Hearing Emily's answer, Boss John couldn't help but laugh.

"Yang told me that there will be at least 100 million people watching this game in China, and maybe 400 million people at most!"

Emily's two numbers startled everyone. For the British, the concept of "100 million" is simply too huge. There is no word for "billion" in English, "million" is million, and if they want to mean "billion", they usually say "one hundred million" (a_hundred_million).

Therefore, if there are 100 million people watching Chu Zhongtian's game, there are "100 million people watching", and if there are 400 million people watching, "there are 400 million people watching again".

A million people is already a lot for the British, a hundred million and four hundred million, it is simply unthinkable.

Boss John was dumbfounded, and then came back to his senses for a while: "It's really amazing...... Are so many people cheering him on? ”

Yang Yang on the other side nodded: "Of course, Chu is Chinese, and he represents us China when he competes here, so everyone hopes that he can play well and will cheer for him." ”

"Then you must be having fun today, haha!" Old Bent clapped his hands and laughed.

Yang Yang smiled.

Others don't know, but he's happy anyway. When he returned to the apartment, he went online and went to China to have a look. It must be very lively and lively...... Will it be like a holiday?

How long has it been since Chinese fans have been so happy?

※※※ In fact, the Chinese Internet is boiling at this moment.

Just a minute before the end of the game, there were already a number of people who couldn't wait to announce that Wimbledon had beaten Chelsea.

Of course, there are also people who prank that the score was equalized at the last moment, but after the real score came out, these people were all greeted by those excited netizens in the most vicious language...... After watching the referee blow the whistle three times and make the gesture of the end of the game, everyone threw down the TV and rushed to the Internet, vying to report the good news.

"It's over! 2：1！ Wimbledon beat Chelsea! Chu Zhongtian two balls! Hahahaha!! ”

"All two goals were scored by Chu Zhongtian! That long-range shot at the end was so beautiful! Three shots in a row, Veron, Petit, Lampard, Terry...... All of them are stars, and no one can stop him! ”

"Chu Zhongtian is our pride!"

"Miracle! Wimbledon Athletic worked a miracle with an amateur team beating a top professional team! Hail to the brave Wimbledon! Salute to Chu Zhongtian who never gives up! ”

"Damn, lore! A real lore! I even cried when Chu Zhongtian scored...... I'm a big man! Damn it...... What a shame......"

"Dude, there's nothing to be ashamed of, I'm crying too!"

...... "The game is over! Wimbledon beat mighty Chelsea! How many people could have thought of this result before the game? Ha ha! The commentator of Sichuan TV shouted excitedly, they have been shouting like this for 90 minutes, and their voices are hoarse and still shouting.

Chu Zuosheng was not as excited as his son was when he scored the goal just now, he sat on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief - he was too nervous just now, for fear that the team would be scored by Chelsea, although he was not a Wimbledon fan, but he didn't want his son's 90 minutes of hard work to be wasted.

Now that he had finally won, his whole body relaxed, and only then did he feel a little sore in his lower back - he had been standing up for too long, and he had not changed his position.

It's really old.

Looking at the high-spirited son on the field, he, as a father, couldn't stop thinking in his heart.

You must know that after his son went to play football in the past, if he won the ball, he walked home with his son on his shoulder. At that time, his physical strength was really good, his waist was good, and his legs and feet were very strong. Now...... Instead of getting up to go to bed, he continued to look at the TV screen as the broadcast of the match was not over and his son was being interviewed by a large crowd of reporters.

He didn't really understand what they were saying, but he was happy to see his son surrounded by a group of reporters. Reluctantly went to sleep.

In the past, I could only listen to the voice on the phone, but sometimes the voice was not clear enough when I made a call across the ocean. This time, he can see his son's face on TV, which is not a lot of chance.

※※※ "How does it feel to score a goal, Chu?" Abel squeezed in.

"Very good, very good!"

Hearing his simple answer, everyone laughed.

'How does it feel to beat Chelsea, Chu?' Abel continued to ask.

"Unbelievable...... But it's fun. Chu Zhongtian still complimented Chelsea a little, in fact, he was thinking about beating Chelsea before the game, so when he really defeated his opponent, how could he feel "unbelievable"?

"You're famous now, Chu. Do you have any plans for the future? ”

Abel's question stunned Chu Zhongtian.

Xu Xiaodi was on the periphery, for this game, he went to apply for an interview card, and the domestic club also strongly supported him, with a green light all the way, asking for equipment for equipment, asking for money for money, and if he wanted people, the support from the rear could also start at any time. He didn't squeeze with those British reporters now, but stood aside, he believed that with his personal relationship with Chu Zhongtian, it would be easy to interview him. He saw Li Liangcai in the crowd, which gave him a sense of superiority...... But when he heard Abel's question, the smile on his face disappeared.

He still remembered that when Chu Zhongtian was chatting with him, he once said that he would not give up his studies, and playing football was just a hobby and a side hustle. And in order to calm his mother's anger, he also specifically asked Xu Xiaodi to write this into the interview.

"I'm here to learn, not to play. It's good enough to be able to play football, and if I say I'm not going to school anymore and I'm going to play in the league, my mom will scold me to death......"

He still remembered what Chu Zhongtian said to him at that time.

But now, he looked at the flies that seemed to be staring at the cake and shook his head: Can you still keep this thought, Chu Zhongtian?

※※※Just when Chu Zhongtian didn't know how to answer this question, someone came to help him out of the siege.

"Chinese boy, come to receive the award!" The staff shouted outside the crowd.

"I'm sorry." Chu Zhongtian smiled at the reporters, and then squeezed out. He sighed in his heart.

"Congratulations, the best in the game." The staff member smiled at Chu Zhongtian, and then pointed to a background advertising board erected over there. "Let's go there."

The reporters also followed Chu Zhongtian to change places.

In front of the background board full of sponsors' logos, Chu Zhongtian held champagne in his hand and asked reporters to take pictures.

He was no stranger to the scene, as he had enjoyed it since the last round of the FA Cup, with the difference that there weren't as many journalists as there were in this game.

There are also reporters who asked Chu Zhongtian to pose a few poses. For example, champagne in one hand and thumbs up in the other. Or kiss champagne...... Kissing champagne Chu Zhongtian didn't do it, but he did it with the thumbs up.

Abel's assistant kept pressing the shutter of the camera, while Abel watched carefully, muttering, "Nice look, boy...... Plan your future now, Chu ......"

※※※The domestic broadcast signal ended after Chu Zhongtian was interviewed, and the commentators and commentators of Sichuan TV were still talking excitedly about Chu Zhongtian's performance in this game, and the scene of being sought after by many reporters after the game, Chu Zuosheng had already stood up and turned off the TV.

He turned off the TV and stretched.

Set the quilt aside, then gently go to the toilet and push open the bedroom door.

He saw his wife lying on the inside of the double bed, looking like she was sleeping soundly. He breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door gently, did not turn on the light, smeared and undressed, and then carefully lifted the quilt and got inside.

Close your eyes and get ready for sleep.

Maybe he drank too much strong tea, maybe he was too excited, but he couldn't sleep for a long time while lying on the bed. He wanted to turn over and change his position but was afraid of disturbing his wife, so he had to lie flat on the bed and look at the ceiling. The darkness of the room grew clear to his eyes.

My son is getting more and more famous, what should I do next? How can he, as a father, help?

There is also the contradiction between the wife and the son, how to reconcile? When the time comes, if a professional team comes to find their son, will they still have to stick to the requirement of "going to college"?

Those of them who are parents want their children to follow their own experience, because they are from the past, but is this to insure their children's future or to shackle them?

Chu Zuosheng, who was lying on the bed and was annoyed, didn't feel it at all, and his wife Zhou Xiaoxiang, who was lying next to him with his back to him, also had his eyes wide open, and he didn't feel sleepy.

※※※ Watching Chu Zhongtian disappear into the corridor, the Wimbledon fans in the stands also looked at it and slowly exited.

"Gone, guys! Go to my bar and we'll have another drink! ”

Boss John's words received an enthusiastic response from everyone. Except for Emily and Yang Yang.

"I have to go home, and I promised my mom to go back early." Emily said with some regret.

Yang Yang is in a hurry to go back to the Internet to see what feedback there is from China. That's what he's looking forward to the most after the game.

The two of them took the same route and went in the same direction, so they went together.

"Then you two be careful on the road, Yang, protect Her Royal Highness the Princess!" In addition to the court, everyone waved goodbye to the two of them.

"No problem!" Yang Yang puffed up his chest.

"Goodbye, uncles!" Emily grinned and waved her hand.

Saying goodbye to their companions, the two of them walked towards the subway station.

"What will China think of Chu? Through this game......" Emily asked. She is also quite concerned about Chu Zhongtian's motherland's reaction.

'I'm going to be happy, our national football is not very strong, and it's hard to have a player who can play well in the FA Cup, so I'm going to be very excited.'

"It's really nice that this game has made more people know about Chu. I think from tomorrow onwards, a lot of people will come to him and want him to play professional football, hehe. Emily was excited at the thought that Chu Zhongtian might go to professional football.

"I think that's going to be very distressing for him." Yang Yang thought about Chu Zhongtian's character and shook his head.

"I think this game should let him know that he actually has the ability to play professional football. Those two goals, many professional players can't play! Emily clenched her fists and said confidently, "Chu will definitely change his mind because of this match!" ”

Yang Yang asked, "Emily, why do you always want Chu to play professional football?" ”

Emily was stunned for a moment, then winked at Yang Yang and laughed: "Don't you think a stage like today is actually very suitable for Chu?" ”

Yang Yang was speechless when asked, although he felt that Emily was not completely telling the truth, but he also had to admit that Chu Zhongtian was radiant today, and he felt very good.

Well, Da Chu, I hope you won't be bothered for too long in the days to come...... Make your decision early!

(To be continued)