"Do you think that if others call you a genius, you can do anything?" You Mo was a little surprised, patted Lu Wei, who was watching the battle, and motioned for him to come. He got up and sat down a little closer towards Kuka.

Mialeila, who was already demented, got up with him, and sat down with him.

This guy, with a monthly salary of 10,000 marks, has already won 30,000 marks in just over an hour. If it had been someone else, my eyes would have lit up with excitement and my hands would have trembled. But he can still have a calm face, and he can still communicate with the guy next to him clearly!

Moreover, the content of the exchange clearly exceeded his interest in the game, so much so that at the most critical moment of the battle, he actually got up and gave up his place to a friend!

I've never heard that I took the initiative to let people when I lost, where is there a time to get up and let people when I win?

This guy doesn't have any idea of his three-month salary?

What is the most important thing in his heart?

"No, I'm not that naïve." Kuka obviously paused for a moment before he answered, pointing at Lu Wei by the way, "He, no problem, right?" ”

"The money is all his, I will have 2,000 marks of capital, and I am estimated to be able to share a little in the end." Yu Mo explained with a smile, and turned his head to Mia Leila in a daze.

This is his and Lu Wei's old habit. In the past, when I was in school, there were often times when I had no money and wanted to play, so the two set up a joint-stock company and finally divided it according to the proportion of investment.

Of course, Sichuan people love to gamble, and there are not a few times when they lose all their capital.

"Don't you have any interest in this money?" Kuka looked stunned and pointed to the small mountain of chips in front of Lu Wei.

"Heartbeat, I regret that I was too weak and let a woman take care of the house!" Yu Mo patted Mialeila, who seemed to come back to her senses, and motioned for her to serve Lu Wei.

"Weak? Ha ha. You're so interesting! Kuka shook his head with a rare smile on his lips.

"yes, weakness. What about you? You Mo also smiled, looking indifferent.

"What do you mean?" Kuka froze and smiled.

"Nothing. You're probably used to being called a 'genius, a genius'. Subconsciously, I really thought I was talented. Halfway through speaking, Yu Mo paused, looked at Kuka's wry expression, and then continued, "As a genius in other people's mouths, as a man, as a competitive athlete among men, wouldn't it be ridiculous to admit that you are weak?" ”

"Don't you think. Even if it is a genius, the weakness must be wrapped in self-esteem. After a long time, it will become extremely hard? ”

"Feeling like a weakling person is only your first step. Really regard yourself as a weakling, face up to the desires and desires in your heart, and don't be afraid to face the dark side of your heart, so that you can get out of your demons and no longer be entangled in chopping or not chopping hands. ”

"No one is born strong. Admitting that you are weak is no big deal. I was before. It's the same when I play for a few days and nights, but I've played it, and I've never regretted anything. ”

"This is what really makes you feel demonic."

"Regret!"

Regret medicine, can't buy it.

People who want to buy regret medicine are actually incurable with regret medicine.

You can't get rid of your demons. If you don't have the courage to face yourself, even if you do it all over again, you will still go to the path of familiarity.

No one does not make mistakes, and no one does not regret it.

But if you have been suppressed by regret, you have illusions. Start to escape, then there is really no cure!

Kuka began his career as a genius, and even though his private life was repeatedly questioned, the aura of genius above his head was always there. He himself thinks so: I just love to play, as long as I get serious, it will definitely scare you!

This thought was so ingrained in his mind that it was not until today that he suddenly realized: genius is really a harmful word!

A genius boy, with a bright future, as long as he works hard, it is not easy to reach the heights that others can't reach in a lifetime? Since he is a genius, his psychological endurance must be fine, even if he is temporarily unwilling, it is just the result of being young and playful.

He had never thought about these thoughts, and he had never noticed anything wrong.

It wasn't until now, after listening to You Mo's words, that he completely sobered up like a pour of cold water.

Fuck the genius!

On the pitch inspiration came, a couple of beautiful goals, and with a bit of luck, there were successive highlights.

So that's genius?

That day was too worthless!

No matter which young person with good qualifications, he will have a good performance in the right time, place and people. If you are lucky and your performance has been eye-catching, then it will become a matter of course to be praised as a genius.

What reason is there for this kind of genius to feel that he is omnipotent?

Is there any reason to feel that you have the capital to squander it completely?

Is there any reason to think that you must have a bright future?

With the aura of genius on his head, he couldn't face up to the fact that he was addicted to gambling, and when his body was not affected much, he was occupied by regret, and he was still wandering, waiting, and hoping

What kind of future will the guy who can't see himself clearly?

Lu Wei's luck was obviously not as good as You Mo's, and seeing that it was already ten o'clock, the two discussed it for a while and ended the casino trip.

In the midst of the sighs, disdain, discussions, and shaking of the heads, 20,000 marks were won.

Kuka had already stopped betting when Yumo said "It's not like sitting down and watching others score goals on the field", and when the final count was made, he won 8,000 marks.

Of course, at this time, he doesn't care if he wins or loses.

Mia Leila got a total of 500 marks in tips, but when it was over, she preferred to use the money to exchange the guy's phone number.

That magical Oriental boy, the guy who made her sleepless all night, actually said go and left!

――――

The media coverage was as expected.

Yu Mo's performance was unanimously criticized, and there was not even a neutral attitude.

Even Krysna didn't dare to shield him, and judged him harshly.

In the morning, the three women who were having breakfast naturally turned to yesterday's game.

Jiang Xiaolan, who didn't understand the rules of media propaganda, was a little unconvinced, "It's still an agent." It's actually written like this, so what do others think! ”

"yes, yes!" Wang Dan smiled at the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at Zheng Li's expression, and asked by the way: "What about you, what do you think?" ”

"Huh?"

When the two first met. Zheng Yan became wary of this guy, and he still didn't lose anything at the moment.

"What do you think?" Wang Dan didn't give up, and the flirtatious taste in his smile was obvious.

"Oh, I see." Zheng Zhi's brain teaser quickly found the problem, but he didn't bother to answer her.

"Got what?" Jiang Xiaolan was attracted by the slightly strange conversation between the two, and also felt that something was wrong.

"Your sister Dan is too bad!" Zheng Yan paused with sympathy, pursed his lips and shook his head.

Wang Dan failed to play, and lost interest. His face has not changed, but his expression is a little flat.

"What, Sister Dan is still, still, sometimes it's okay!" Jiang Xiaolan saw it clearly, but when she refuted, she stuck herself.

The other two girls laughed, but were not interested in observing each other's expressions.

That's how they met.

Wang Dan and You Mo have been together for a long time, and they have been contaminated by him. habitually flirting with others, Jiang Xiaolan in front of her is like a sister to her. Naturally a good object for jokes.

Zheng Yan didn't have a good impression of her, from the sense of crisis when she met for the first time to her every move now, it made her feel unhappy, and she wanted to fight for Jiang Xiaolan's interests to come back.

Women's minds are delicate, and even the slightest subtle change in love can't escape each other's eyes. Zheng Yan didn't like her. Naturally, she was not in a good mood for Zheng Zhi. If she wasn't in a good mood today and wanted to play more, she wouldn't take the initiative to talk to the guy who didn't want to see her.

The atmosphere of breakfast was spent in plainness.

After eating, Wang Dan plunged into the bedroom to work. Jiang Xiaolan cleaned the room with the assistance of Zheng Li.

The three daughters of housework are still lined up, but Zheng Yan is more concerned about Jiang Xiaolan's situation. So he often offered to help.

"Let's talk about it, why are you criticizing Momo?"

"You're really solid-eyed. I can't see it when I'm teased and teased, and I actually help her speak! Zheng Qi watched the door of the master bedroom close, and reassured and boldly chanted.

"Oh, Sister Dan just likes to joke, it's not as bad as you think, let's talk about it, what's going on?" Jiang Xiaolan also followed her gaze and relaxed slightly.

"Alas, forget it, I'm too lazy to take care of your housework!" Zheng Yan sighed and began to explain: "The matter is obvious, no matter how tendentious the media is, fairness and justice must still be put at the forefront in terms of face." Your big-headed guy is really bad, if you still help him speak at this time, then the people who don't like him will only hate him even more, and the neutral guys will feel that the position of the media is problematic, and those who really like him will also feel that talking to him like this will make him proud. ”

"Well, that makes sense." Jiang Xiaolan stopped what she was doing, thought about it for a while, and turned a corner, "There is so much knowledge in media reports, it seems that you can't just look at what they write in the future." ”

"yes, it depends on what they're trying to say." Zheng Yan nodded, quite satisfied with her reaction, "If he hadn't done that some time ago, he would definitely not be criticized now!" ”

"Why?" Jiang Xiaolan's mood was suddenly a little low, and her hand picking up the broom was also a little weak.

"The guy who has beaten the opponent in two consecutive games, the third game is almost not a big deal, not to mention that the team also won." Zheng Yan saw her poor feelings, and approached and hugged her shoulders, "His every move is now being put on colored glasses and placed under a magnifying glass, carefully observed, lest he miss his shortcomings!" ”

"So what to do?"

"Think of it as a challenge!" Zheng lashes clenched his fist and slammed it on her back.

"Athletes, I'm most afraid of things that don't have a challenge! Look at those two guys, when did you ever worry that you didn't play well? Since you eat this bowl of rice, you can't be afraid of what others say. If no one really remembers it, the career will come to an end. The media is such a thing, a typical milk is a mother, you show weakness in front of them, then wait to be ridiculed! ”

"Of course, even ridicule for those two guys doesn't really make them angry. Alas, if only I could do it! (To be continued......)