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The first half ended not long after Chen Yier went off the field, and the score of 2:3 made Parma's fans and players a little confused, I don't know why they were inexplicably overtaken at the beginning of the 2-goal lead?

"That Oriental, don't you want to die?" The Parma fan looked at his partner and asked with trepidation.

"That Oriental, is it from our team?" There is a Fiorentina fan pulling his companion beside him, his hands are still shaking now, just now his mood is a little indescribable, excited? He didn't understand, but now he was desperate to know the name of the Oriental.

Prandelli's assistant, Fiorentina physicist Venturadi, looked at Prandelli who was standing next to the players' tunnel, waiting for the players to come off the field, and he was a little puzzled why Prandelli would allow Chen Yier to continue playing.

Venturati has never been a player, and his current job is just to make money, he can't understand why the big guys are so excited when Chen Yier collides, and why the big guys' expressions are so "strange" when they see Chen Yier scoring a goal with blood on his face.

This is also the reason why Venturati can only be an assistant, can only act as a physical trainer, he will not succeed now, not in the future, never, because he lacks the most fascinating and uncontrollable thing in football, which is passion.

"Can you please not wrap me in gauze?" Chen Yier pointed to his head, he felt that he was very uncomfortable like this, of course, whether it was comfortable or uncomfortable was secondary, and the most important thing was that this gauze was a bit of an eyesore, making him unable to concentrate and making him feel a little inferior.

"I don't think gauze really needs to be used, it's just a cut! Just spray me with the spray you just had! Chen Yier's eyes widened, and there were still some blood stains around him that hadn't been cleaned up, what a big deal! Do you need to be bandaged so tightly?

"Nope." The voice was a little crisp, Chen Yier blinked, he didn't pay attention to the little flat head in front of him just now, he was looking at Prandelli and celebrating, and now if you take a closer look, this chest, this face, is really a girl.

Chen Yier didn't have many opportunities to play, and there weren't many opportunities to go to the infirmary, the only one he remembered was Old John, that was a pot-bellied guy, overindulged at a glance, not a good person, and complained that the medical team didn't have a girl.

Well, if that's the case, a girl with a small flat head, no breasts, and a little freckles on her face, then forget it!

"Really! You can't do this! That's too inferior! Chen Yier said and pulled the gauze with his hands, the little girl naturally would not allow him to do this, the little girl's name is Paula, height 160 is a small and delicate girl, she has been messing with boys since she was a child, and she has also developed a boy's temper, and she hates others to refute her the most, especially when she thinks she is right.

But how can Paula beat Chen Yier! Chen Yier's face began to bleed again, and at this time, the halftime time was also coming to an end, seeing that Paula was still going to wrap gauze around his head, and his teammates began to step on the court one by one, Chen Yier was anxious.

As soon as he snatched the gauze from Paula's hand, he wiped it on his face, and then saw a vacancy, reached out and sprayed the medicine and the hemostatic agent inside on his head, Paula was anxious, this guy didn't listen to this!

"Don't stop me! I'm going to play! Chen Yier shouted loudly, he remembered what Prandley said, if he couldn't score a goal in the second half, then he would have to sit on the bench this season.

"No! You can't play like that! Paula shouted loudly, but it was not Chen Yier who answered her, but a rather severe reprimand behind her: "What are you doing?" As a medical officer! What are you doing now? “

Paula turned her head, and Venturati was looking at her with a serious face, Paula wanted to say something, but before she could speak, she heard Venturati open her mouth and say, "So young? I said you shouldn't use such a young guy as a medic, you see! It's been so long, and I haven't even taken care of a small wound! “

Paula was extremely aggrieved, she took a deep breath, tilted her head, looked at Venturati and said, "I'll take care of it!" Venturady's eyes widened in surprise, obviously he didn't expect a little girl to dare to talk back to her?

The fingers kept shaking, and Venturadi pointed at Paula for a long time without saying a word, these young people, I really don't know how thick the sky is, one, two, three, I think I am very powerful!

Chen Yier naturally didn't notice everything behind him, he was full of joy and wanted to return to the court, he liked the feeling of galloping on the court, he loved every minute and every second on the court, but someone stopped him, it was Tony.

"You've got to change your jersey and play again, damn it, didn't the meds tell you you you can't wear bloodstained clothes?" Tony's words reminded Chen Yier, who nodded vigorously, and some blood beads flew in the sky.

Tony barely dodged, then frowned and said, "It's okay! Your forehead is still bleeding! ”

Chen Yier blinked, then raised the hemostatic agent in his hand, and turned around and walked towards the locker room without saying anything.

Tony looked at Chen Yier's fast back and was stunned, once upon a time he also tried his best to be able to play in a game? It's good to be young! Reckless, just for their dreams, dare to fight, dare to fight.

Chen Yier changed his jersey very quickly, and the effect of the hemostat was not bad, at least Chen Yier didn't feel any feeling on his head, was there gauze or anything to hinder his feelings and interfere with his vision.

"How ugly it is to tie gauze! I don't want it! Chen Yier thought in his heart, he had planned it, he must score another goal in the second half, he must celebrate wildly, and he must reveal his name in front of the camera, which cannot be ruined by a gauze.

The two sides changed places, Chen Yier was running quickly in the players' tunnel, and he couldn't wait to get back to the court quickly.

There is light, there is a dream, and there is a field where he is willing to shed blood.

Want to stop my dreams? I'm sorry, I'm going to crash you.

Want to stop me in my tracks? I'm sorry, I'm going to crash you.

Want to hinder me? I'm sorry, I'm going to crash you.

He saw Prandelli, he saw Paula, he saw his teammates, he saw Parma's goal.

Chen Yier's eyes were burning with a fierce fighting spirit, because he was young, he dared to fight.