Gao Yuan took a deep breath and decided to try again.

He picked up the ball, and Gao Fushuai, who was not far away, beckoned to him, signaled to throw the ball over, and threw the throw-in himself.

Gao Yuan didn't throw the ball over, but shouted at Gao Fushuai.

"Do you still want to win?"

Gao Fushuai: ?

Both sides of the pitch: ?

The old king and the substitutes on the sidelines: ?

Spectators: ?

Umpire:?

"Tell me out loud, do you want to win?"

Takato hugged the ball and shouted.

“…… Give me the ball."

"Do you want to win?!"

"You ......" Gao Fushuai's face changed, and he was a little angry, "Of course I want to win!" ”

"If you want to win, do what I say and play as a defender! Look at what kind of bears you've been kicking people into now! Let a big black man do whatever he wants on our court! Still want to win? If you continue to play like this, it would be good not to lose 3! ”

Gao Yuan slashed his head and covered his face, and he was ruthless.

Others were just surprised, and they couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of this guy who suddenly appeared. The players on Saturday in Springs City had long black lines on their faces.

Everyone said that this product was completely stunned! Running to the pitch and going crazy!

Nima, there is no shame in losing, but if there is a madman in the team, it will be a big man! How did you get mixed up in amateur football after that......

Lao Wang's scalp is about to explode! Nima, you deceive people too much! Not only did they want to rob me of command, but they also made a big deal in front of the public! Grandma is a bear, with you without me!

You wait, and you'll be fired as soon as the game is over!

After all, Gao Fushuai is a "turtle" who has drunk foreign ink abroad, and his cultivation is much stronger than that of the coach and teammates, although he is already angry, he still answers patiently.

"I've never played as a defender, and I don't know how to play, don't you make trouble, isn't it good to listen to the coach's arrangement?"

"Not good! The coach is not right, believe me you are the best centre-back on the amateur pitch! It doesn't matter if you haven't kicked it, you just need to stare at the person and stick to the black and hard! ”

Squeak~~ A sharp whistle sounded, and the referee was furious!

I've seen people who don't respect the referee, but I've never seen someone who despises the referee so much! Nima, I don't even take Lao Tzu in my eyes! It's in the game, who let you guys chat here! If you want to arrange tactics, say it yourself, don't hold the ball and affect the game!

The whistle sounded like a talisman, and Gao Yuan saw the referee running over from afar, knowing that his time was running out, so he hurriedly made a long story short.

"You trust me! Why not give it a try? You don't lose anything, it's fun to play at the back, there's a lot of space at the back for you to ......

Squeak ~ squeak ~ squeak ~ The referee blows the whistle directly, this Nima is too deceitful! It's against you, BB is not over, don't you know that only Lao Tzu has the final say here?!

With a shrill whistle, the referee rushed in front of Gao Yuan, raised his hand and handed out a ruby card.

Red!

Gao Yuan, who watched the game from the sidelines, was sent off with a red card for interfering with the game!

Gao Yuan had already realized it, and he didn't care about it, and he was still yelling at Gao Fushuai through the referee.

"Believe me, the three central defenders can definitely prevent the black and hard! You're the best man-marking centre-back on the pitch, you're Virgil van Dijk! You're Nesta! You're Desailly! You are Cannavaro! You are Li Weifeng! You're ......"

Before Gao Yuan finished speaking, several teammates from Quancheng Saturday rushed over, and everyone dragged him out of the court like a dog.

Nima, I can't stand it, it's so embarrassing!

Gao Yuan was dragged farther and farther away, but his mouth was still shouting indiscriminately, and his voice floated from afar...... You are Maldini! You're Beckenbauer......"

Gao Fushuai is full of black lines, this kid is crazy! Was this person really hired at his own expense? Why don't you have any impressions? How could you find such a strange thing! It seems that you can't be capricious if you are really rich!

Gao Yuan was pushed to the stands, the court was finally clean, the referee wiped the cold sweat that was angry on his forehead, and a whistle sounded to signal the game to continue.

Gao Fushuai took a deep breath, calmed down, and threw the throw-in that should have been thrown a long time ago.

The ball was thrown to a teammate, and the teammate quickly passed the ball back to Gao Fushuai very sensibly.

Gao Fushuai stopped the ball and just wanted to bring it forward, but the opponent's defender had already posted it.

Gao Fushuai was a little panicked and wanted to pass the ball out, but he didn't have time to look up to find his teammates.

In desperation, he could only try to pass the ball head-on, and just pushed the ball forward, and the opponent moved a horizontal position, which was between him and the ball, and the ball was easily broken.

After breaking the ball, Binhai Dongchen immediately organized a counterattack, three passes and two downs, the ball reached the black and hard feet again, and a new wave of offensive was launched......

Gao Fushuai, who lost the ball, was a little annoyed, and angrily kicked at the void, as if he wanted to kick bad luck away.

He lost count of the number of times he had conceded a goal in the game!

Since returning from studying abroad, he came into contact with football by chance and was coaxed into the team by Lao Wang, he has been playing as a free agent in the front court. Usually in training or team games, everyone lets him, he doesn't really press, and he feels that he can play with ease.

Occasionally, the team makes an appointment with other amateur teams, and the opponent's strength is also half a catty, and the pressing is all up to the point.

But this time he participated in the FA Cup qualifying match, and he really felt the confrontation, scramble and competition of competitive sports, and only then did he know that the dribbling and shooting kung fu that he once thought was good was actually not even a three-legged cat!

In the last game with the Eastern Suburbs 87 United, the whole team defended collectively in the first half, and the opponent was physically overdrawn in the second half, and he almost didn't encounter strong pressing, plus the team won again, so the frustration was not very strong.

But in this game against Binhai Dongchen, he was continuously tackled by the opponent, and his self-confidence was severely hit.

He even heard the opposing players muttering in private, "No. 10 is a rookie, his skills are very poor, as long as he takes the ball and grabs it, he will definitely be able to break the ball!" I really don't understand how a guy of this level can wear a No. 10 jersey! ”

Is it tolerable or unbearable! The arrogance of being the noble son of a wealthy family and the inferiority complex of the family's unsuccessful waste wood are intertwined, prompting Gao Fushuai to desperately want to prove himself!

However, there are some things that the more you fight, the more frustrated you will become. Tried again and again, failed again and again, he seemed to be able to clearly feel the helplessness in the eyes of his teammates and the ridicule on the corners of his opponent's mouth!

Am I really not the material to play football?

Can't even do something as trivial as playing football?

Am I really just a useless person who was born with a golden key in his mouth?

Is it destined that I can only watch my brothers and sisters make the family business prosperous under the protection of the old man in this life, and I can only eat and wait for death, and be a rich idler?

Am I destined to achieve nothing in my life?

Gao Fushuai's mood was gloomy to the bottom, he originally thought that he could discover his strengths on the green field and regain his long-lost self-confidence, but he didn't expect that he would become the object of ridicule and ridicule again.

For a while, scenes of the past from childhood to adulthood came to mind.

"If we don't play with him, isn't it just a remote-controlled plane? Show off, let's go play the glass ball and let him play by himself! ”

"Don't affect your classmates' studies, your family has money to spend money to go to college, but other students have to study hard, and their future has to rely on their own hard work!"

"Qi, let me tell you if it weren't for his super rich family, how would I fall in love with that little fat man! Alas, dear, why are you ...... here"

“Hey.fuckman Are the Chinese all as short and fat as you?”

"Xiaoshuai, you don't understand the family business, let your brothers and sisters take care of it in the future, you usually accompany me and your mother more, enjoy life more, and don't worry about other things!"

"No. 10 is a rookie, his skills are very poor, as long as he takes the ball and grabs it, he will definitely be able to break the ball! I don't understand, how does he deserve to wear number 10! ”

……

"Trust me, you're the best man-marking centre-back on an amateur pitch!"

Suddenly, Gao Yuan's words hit Gao Fushuai's chest like a lightning bolt.

In fact, from childhood to adulthood, he heard more hypocritical praise and sensual compliments than blows and ridicule.

These false words were pleasant to him at first, then disgusting to hear more, and now more numb. His brain seemed to be able to filter out the on its own.

But today's lofty praise seems to be different, and it has left a trace in his mind, and it can be juxtaposed with those ridicules and blows that make him unforgettable.

Perhaps, this is not a boast, not a slap in the face, but a heartfelt statement?

However, he has never played as a centre-back, or even defended seriously, so how does he know that he will be a good man-marking centre-back?

Gao Fushuai really thought about this problem for the first time, but this thought was like a ghost, once it came to his mind, it could no longer linger, hovering in his mind for a long time.