Old bridge diving is a feature of the town of Mostar.

The YMCA in the town performs diving performances in the summer, but there are very few people diving during this season, mainly because the weather is not hot enough, and the Neretva River is fast and very cold.

It's not a good time to dive!

But for Suke, who is short of money, nothing is more deadly than being 'poor'.

And he also needs enough money to ensure nutrition.

Before the tourists could react, Su Ke was already holding the iron basin and began to sweep with a sweet smile on his face.

Tourists can't be disgusted when they see this teenager who naturally gives people a sense of closeness, more out of pity, and some out of curiosity.

Sook wandered through the crowd, harvesting Mark.

Someone gives 5 marks, someone gives 10 marks, some small couples give more...

Su Ke happily ran to collect money, and it was natural for him to collect money for his performances.

When encountering some tourists who still have doubts on their faces, Su Ke will emphasize it again.

'Give me money!' ’

'Dive! ’

Soon, Suke stopped in front of a teenager, and he looked left and right, but he didn't notice the other's parents.

The young man wore a hood and a zipper, directly covering his mouth and nose, and only a pair of dark eyes could be seen.

Suke scratched his head, he didn't want to give up, repeated; "Give me money!"

"Dive!"

The teenager was unmoved.

Suke made another diving motion, pointing under the bridge, and accentuated his tone.

"Diving show!"

The boy still didn't speak.

"This guy is mute?" Suke muttered angrily.

At this time, the other party suddenly scolded; "You're dumb!"

Suker was stunned for a moment, this guy used Croatian.

Bosnia and Herzegovina is located on the Balkan Peninsula, bordering several countries, and the language system within the country is also complex.

But Bosnian, Serbian and Croatian are the most widely spoken.

Su Ke couldn't feel the context, and asked; "Natives?"

The boy stopped talking again.

"Sick!"

Su Ke cursed secretly, bypassing the boy and continuing to collect money.

The boy turned to look at Su Ke, and he had no intention of leaving, and his smart eyes were also flashing with a hint of curiosity.

He wanted to know if the little bean in front of him was really going to dive or cheating money.

If he was cheating money, he would not hesitate to call the police.

In his opinion, closer to the latter.

After all, this is not a good time to dive.

Soon under the watchful eye of the boy, after Suke had harvested a wave of money, he folded it up and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and only then began to strip his clothes, leaving only a pair of briefs.

Su Ke, who only wears three-legged shorts, has fair skin, clear ribs on both sides of his chest, and a big head on top of it, which is clearly a child who has not yet grown up.

Fold up the clothes, and find a crowded place to place on the side of the bridge, and pointed to the tourists, Dao; "Take a look at it for me."

Tourists laugh and make OK gestures.

At this time, the face of the young man behind him was already full of surprise.

Really jumping?

But before he could react, the atmosphere around him suddenly became lively.

I saw Su Ke grasping the iron railing with both hands and deftly climbing to the extension of the ancient bridge, raising his hands high, and shouting to the tourists on both sides: "Keep up with my rhythm." ”

With that, Suke began to clap his hands slowly.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

The tourists around are also smiling and clapping, and they love the atmosphere.

Under Suke's leadership, the sound of clapping gradually became neat and more rapid, like a dense drum beat.

Some tourists have even started shouting loudly.

Bang bang!

Harvest!

Like the conductor of an orchestra, Suk clasped his hands and the surroundings became quiet.

At this time, they saw that this thin young man took a deep breath, and his toes jumped up sharply, and the whole person crossed an arc in the air, and with a posture of leaping over the dragon gate, his head and feet fell straight towards the cold river.

"Ah!!! ——”

"Jumped !!"

"God!!"

The bridge was full of exclamations, and one by one rushed towards the edge of the bridge.

The hooded boy is also moving forward quickly.

At this time, a bad one will die.

Thump!

The water splashed, and Suk sank into the water.

A ripple appeared in the rushing river, and it quickly disappeared, along with Suke's figure.

"Won't it?"

"What about people?"

"Shall we call an ambulance?"

The crowd began to whisper, and the hooded boy kept shaking his head from side to side.

Just when everyone was at a loss, there was a commotion not far from the shore.

The crowd turned their heads to see Suke's figure appear on the shore.

They were relieved by this scene.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Su Ke ran to the shore with a smoke, made a toned movement in the direction of the ancient bridge, and immediately opened his hands and shouted loudly.

“Come on！！！ ——”

In an instant, fierce cheers and shouts erupted from the ancient bridge, and thunderous applause was endless.

Listening to the applause, Su Ke laughed and made a gentlemanly gesture towards the ancient bridge, and then jumped and ran over.

"Awesome jump!"

"Wonderful show!"

"Well done! Juvenile! ”

The surrounding tourists looked at Su Ke who was trotting all the way with admiration.

Some of the tourists who didn't think it was a big deal shelled out another sum of money for Suke to jump again.

But Su Ke smiled, picked up his clothes and turned around and rushed under the bridge, and he couldn't see his figure as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

The ancient bridge was still full of people, and the hooded boy looked at the alley where Su Ke disappeared in the distance, his face full of emotion.

Although Su Ke hid it well, his body was still shivering with cold, his lips were a little blue, and his body was shaking when he ran.

This means that the diving performance has caused some damage to his body.

Whether it was for money or not, Suke's courage to stand on a bridge and jump off the bridge was enough to shake the boy.

The boy bowed his head silently, turned and left the noisy crowd.

Walking along the stone road into a forest path, he came to a field with a sign of 'Mostar Zlinisky Football Club'.

The teenager pulled down the zipper and took off his hood.

A short yellow-brown hair, thin lips, a straight nose, and a slender face are typical of Eastern European people.

And this teenager is the Croatian genius who caused a sensation in Mostar a few weeks ago. Modric.

At this time, Modric was not yet the future midfield maestro, Ballon d'Or winner.

The fair-skinned and emaciated face with the thin figure gives people a feeling of weakness.

Along the dirt path inside the club, Modric walked straight to the side of the dormitory.

FC Mostar Zlinski FC is very competitive in the BiH League, but their financial situation and stadium facilities are very old.

A long two-story townhouse, the walls are a little dry, and the white wall paint and gray concrete are mottled and intertwined, which makes it feel dilapidated.

Through the entrance door in the middle, you can enter the dormitory building, and the corridors on both sides appear dark.

The first floor is mostly an equipment room, and you can walk up the stairs to the second floor.

Modric opened the door to the first room on the left.

It is a university dormitory-like furnishings, with a bunk bed structure, and there are three bunk beds in the room, but only the lower bunk near the window shows traces of life.

The whole room appeared to be very clean and apparently cleaned regularly.

Modric hung his coat on a hook on the wall.

Like all youngsters these days, Modric has a lot of posters of football stars on his walls.

The largest number of them are undoubtedly the heartthrobs of today's football's aliens. Ronaldo'.

Modric stood in front of the wall, looking at the poster on the wall, his eyes sparkling, no one knew what he was thinking.

After a while, Modric picked up his toiletries, went to the bathroom next door, turned on the faucet and began to wash himself.

Wipe your body with a cool towel to remove the stickiness of sweat and make it feel more comfortable in the breeze.

But this cold touch always reminded Modric of the boy who had completed the dive in the old bridge.

How did that body, which looked smaller than himself, withstand that kind of impact?

And the courage of that guy to jump off...

Modric looked down at the well water left in the faucet, the spring weather was still a little cool, and the well water was even colder.

Modric tentatively leaned down and placed his arm under the faucet to let it wash, only to see his brow furrow slightly.

There was some chill on the arm, but not so biting.

Modric placed the basin under the faucet again, filled it with water, and then suddenly picked up the basin and tilted it down from the top of his head.

Whoa!!

Hiss~~~~~~~~~~~~

With a long breath of cool air, Modric suddenly felt his whole body shiver with cold.

It's hard to imagine what it's like to be immersed in this river water.

"Is that guy sick?"

Modric shook his body, bared his teeth, and cursed.

Immediately looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help but say.

"Sick!"

Drying himself with a towel, Modric walked out of the bathroom and returned to his room, sat down at the table by the window, took out a pen and paper and began to write letters.

"Dear Besic, this is my fourth week in Mostar, I miss my hometown and its people, and of course, I miss you very much."

"I regret what happened in Zagreb, after you left, they gave up on me very quickly, I understood what they wanted, so I didn't stay, I was your student, and I also think that you will definitely return to Zagreb, don't forget to take me home when the time comes!"

After a pause, Modric thought for a moment and continued to write:

"The Bosnia and Herzegovina league is very confrontational, no! It's supposed to be savage, this style is a big hit with me, I need to run more aggressively in order to avoid confrontations, luckily I've found some tricks and I think you'll be happy for me. ”

"I don't know how long I'm going to be here, but it won't be long! As you once told me, I'm a genius and I can do things that no one else can't. ”

"Of course, some stupid guys here always can't see through my thoughts, and then they will ask me why I want to pass the ball, and their pig brains only know how to run forward, and they have no concept of coordination and passing penetration at all."

At this point, a hint of frivolous contempt appeared on Modric's face, but it quickly became frustrated.

"I don't have any friends here, and I don't want to make friends with some idiots, I believe this is a test that the Lord has sent to me, and I will definitely do it well, just like before, and of course, it may take me a little courage to break some of my old habits..."

For some reason, at this time, Modric's mind remembered the boy who dived on the old bridge.

He shook his head, blacked out the last paragraph, and said in a disdainful tone, "It's them who need to change!" ”

After clearing his mind, Modric began to sum up.

'The season is almost over, it's been a period of adaptation, and next season I'm going to put in a good performance and show everybody how talent plays. And the idiots who loaned me out, I'll give them a resounding slap in the face! ”

"That's all for this week's report, love Luca!"

After writing the letter, Modric folded the letter neatly and stuffed it into the envelope, then turned around and lay down on the bed to take a nap.