Frank Lampard's feelings are just a microcosm of the game, Lampard's own tenacity and now his lament that his opponents are more tenacious, which is telling.

Chris. Pryce was a little unhappy with the game and he began to be bitter: "I think this game can be summed up in a few simple words: Chelsea shoot! Chelsea keep shooting! Chelsea are still shooting! I wonder if only when Wimbledon get a kick-off can they have the ball and attack? ”

Morteson laughed.

The game went on, and it was much like Price had said - Chelsea were bombarding Wimbledon indiscriminately, but they didn't score.

Maybe the Chelsea players aren't in the best of shape, but even if they're only 50 per cent, it shouldn't be difficult to beat an amateur team.

When the whole Chelsea team found out that their opponents were more tenacious than they thought, they didn't know what to do at first, so they used their skills more to break them down on their own, and then they found that it didn't work - they put together a big net and waited for the Chelsea players to break in single-handedly.

Any Chelsea player will face at least two Wimbledon players pressing and defending. Since they are all shrunk near the restricted area, the space is very small, so there is no need to worry about losing the other. It's so normal for two or three Wimbledon players to be present at the same time in such a small place.

Ranieri, who was sitting in the dugout watching the game, glanced at the time on the big screen, and it was already sixty-nine minutes...... He tilted his head and said to his interpreter next to him: "Tell them that set-pieces should be varied a little bit and not always in front, because the other side has already figured out our set-piece tactics." ”

The interpreter nodded, and got up to relay his instructions.

Compared to him, Wimbledon manager Terry. Eames didn't touch the chair from the start of the second half and stood on the sidelines the whole time, watching the game nervously.

Chelsea were soon awarded another free-kick in front. This time, they really didn't open the front point, but sent it to the periphery!

The change came as a bit of a surprise to the Wimbledon players, with the exception of one person...... Frank Lampard stops the ball with his chest and prepares to shoot from distance.

But just when he stopped the ball, Chu Zhongtian had already appeared in front of him, and stretched out his foot to break the ball!

Frank Lampard was shocked and scrambled to shoot from distance, which turned out to be ridiculously high...... Frank Lampard, who shot high, glared at Chu Zhongtian. There was a question he didn't figure out - before the free kick just came out, this No. 8 was obviously in front of the goal, but why did he suddenly appear outside the penalty area? Did he know from the beginning that the ball would be given to him? But I didn't make any gestures...... "Aha! "Gavin. After seeing Frank Lampard shoot high from the corner, Borger excitedly reminded his team-mates, "They're getting impatient!" Hang it out, guys! ”

His words made many Chelsea players who could still understand English unhappy and glared at him.

Bolger didn't care, he wanted this effect - to provoke the other party a little bit, to make the other party lose his cool. That way, when there's little time left in the game, they'll mess around.

Mess up, big stars, the more messy the better!

Chu Zhongtian reminded his teammates: "They have changed the strategy of set-pieces, everyone should cheer up and don't put all your attention on the front!" In fact, he just a second before the opponent's kick-off, and it suddenly occurred to him - will they just drive the football to the periphery? Frank Lampard's long-range shot was so good...... His instincts paid off at the crucial moment.

He was actually unwilling to keep a draw in this game, because he didn't know that the whole team was not in such a good state in the next game, and many others were carrying yellow cards in case they were sent off...... Or accumulate yellow cards and be suspended, and whether the next game can be better than this one, it is unknown.

So if you can, let's decide the winner in this game!

※※※ When the competition is intense, or you are fully engaged, you will find that time often passes quickly.

That's the case in today's game, when you think about it and look at the time, you realize that it's almost eighty-five minutes...... And the score is still 1:1!

Ranieri will be out of fitness Joe. Kerr replaced him with Argentine wizard Veron, hoping that Veron could bring a little change to the team's attack.

For his substitution, Price criticized Ranieri for being long overdue. Because it is clear that Chelsea's attack lacks delicate organisation and is too direct, and Wimbledon is the least afraid of such a direct style of play.

Mortson also agreed with Price's view.

However, after Veron came up, it was still useless, because the teammates who cooperated with him were becoming more and more impatient, and they no longer had the patience to intersperse the running position and seek cooperation with him. It didn't take long for Veron to put a long-range shot on the outside as well.

"What a tenacious ......," said John. 'With five minutes to go into stoppage time, Chelsea laid siege to Wimbledon for 40 minutes and still failed to score...... Regardless of the final result, I think Wimbledon has shown that they are in front of the strong and definitely not a supporting role! ”

"The score is still 1:1! Let's take a look at the FA Cup rules: if Wimbledon and Chelsea draw this game, they will have a replay next week at Wimbledon Athletic's home stadium. If the game is still undecided within the minute, 30 minutes of extra time will be played, and if there is no winner in extra time, a penalty shootout will be played. The commentator of Sichuan TV is introducing to the audience, after all, the people who watch this game are not necessarily football fans, because Chu Zhongtian is a gimmick of Chengdu people, and it will definitely attract many Chengdu people to watch this game out of interest. In addition, even football fans may not know the rules of the FA Cup.

'Yes, in fact, for Wimbledon Athletic, who come from the ninth amateur league, to be able to drag Chelsea into a replay is already a great achievement. As the end of the game approached, the commentators, who had been excited for almost the entire game, slowly calmed down and stopped saying wishful thinking such as "hopefully Wimbledon can beat Chelsea".

"And importantly, Chu Zhongtian also scored a goal in this game. I'm wondering, after this competition, will his international students still be able to do it? ”

The two of them laughed.

Chu Zuosheng, who was sitting in front of the TV, also reacted - if his son was favored by those professional teams because of this game, how would he choose between his studies and football? What would his mother's opinion be?

Heck, it seems that the troubles of fame are just beginning...... He lowered his head and rubbed his temples.

At this time, he heard the commentator on the TV suddenly shout: "Chu Zhongtian! Chu Zhongtian!! He's broken the ball! ”

For the most part, Wimbledon's defence is a big foot that destroys Chelsea's attack.

But this time it was different, Chu Zhongtian faced Qiao. Cole wasn't shaken by the other party's dazzling array of feints. No matter how the other party swings his legs, his center of gravity can't deceive people. Chu Zhongtian stared at his center of gravity and knew what he was going to do next. His left shoulder sank, but his center of gravity was still in place, which wasn't meant to break to the left, so he didn't move.

Sure enough, Joe. Kerr quickly raised his shoulders and flicked the ball to his right...... This time, Chu Zhongtian saw that his center of gravity had changed, and he ...... to the right He's going to break to the right!

Chu Zhongtian no longer hesitated, turned sideways, and turned around to put Qiao. Cole got in his back, and the ball was hooked away by his foot.

Bumped headfirst into Chu Zhongtian's Qiao. Cole raised his hand to signal to the referee for a foul, but the referee ignored him.

Chu Zhongtian, who successfully broke the ball, did not drive the football out like before.

Because he knows that there is not much time left in the game, and he will be punished for wasting such a hard-won opportunity...... He slipped the ball out and Joe. Kerr was still sulking at the referee and didn't immediately return to defense.

He didn't even think that the opponent might hit the counter-attack, didn't the Wimbledon players kick out after breaking the ball? As if he was afraid of letting the football stay at his feet for an extra second...... After Chu Zhongtian took the ball out, he was going to find someone to pass the ball, but he looked left and right, only to find that there was no teammate around who could pass the ball...... There are quite a few behind him, but if you pass it on, won't this steal be in vain?

Chu Zhongtian beckoned his teammates to follow, Gavin. Borger lowered his head and ran forward...... In fact, he doesn't have much physical strength anymore. Don't look at the fact that he didn't sprint a few times in this game, but it was still very physically exhausting to be in a state of exhaustion in defense all the time.

There are a lot of people like him, everyone has exhausted their energy in the previous non-stop defense, and there are few people who can still run freely. Even if they knew it was a great opportunity to fight back, they couldn't do it...... Although they are all running, they are just much slower.

Chu Zhongtian knew that he couldn't count on them for a while.

So he decided to control the ball himself, but not in his own half, but to take it forward!

Veron rushed up to grab Chu Zhongtian's ball.

This Argentine used to be a superstar that Chu Zhongtian could only look up to, but now he is only one position away from him. He could even feel the heat coming from the oncoming Peron...... Chu Zhongtian didn't wait for Belon to come up and grab his ball, he suddenly strode out of the football and accelerated forward to chase after him, Belon didn't expect Chu Zhongtian to still have this physical strength now, he was stunned for a moment, and let Chu Zhongtian disappear from front of him.

Then he looked back at Chu Zhongtian's back, and didn't chase after him, anyway, there was Petit...... It's better to stay in the front court and wait for the counterattack. That kid's ball was going to be broken - how could he dribble it like that? Five or six meters out of one trip...... ※※※ "Chu Zhongtian passed Belon!! The commentators of Sichuan Station didn't know what Belon thought, anyway, they howled excitedly when they saw Chu Zhongtian passing through Belon. What a powerful character Peron is...... Even though his state has declined a little in the past few years, his prestige is still there, and our Chengdu international students actually beat him one-on-one on the court! What an honor! They don't care about the fact that Veron is actually not good at defense, so it's normal to be overcome.

"Well done! Chu Zhongtian! Come on! Chu Zhongtian! The commentator even openly cheered for Chu Zhongtian in the broadcast, and he was not afraid that someone would call him to accuse him of favoritism - Lao Tzu was partial, what's the matter! Can't even compatriots be partial!

The Chinese fans, who are still staying up late in front of the TV at this moment, are cheering for the international student players of an amateur team. Even if they watched the game of the Chinese national team, they probably never had such devotion and enthusiasm...... "Yay! Over him, over him!! When they saw that the second person who appeared in front of Chu Zhongtian was the French veteran Petit, they all clenched their fists and shouted.

"The French are out of strength! Over him! Just change the line to speed up! ”

"Come to a Maradona-style performance, Chu Zhongtian!!"

"Come on, Chu Zhongtian! Come on! ”

※※※When Chu Zhongtian caught up with the football, Petit was less than two meters away from him. He didn't even have time to look up, he was looking down with the ball, and when he saw a pair of feet in his field of vision, he slammed the ball to the left, and at the same time turned around and forced overtaking!

Petit was experienced and stuck in the position in advance, but Chu Zhongtian traveled far this time, and he didn't go in a straight line, but ran out of a small arc, just bypassing Petit. The veteran Petit played for nearly ninety minutes, and by this time he didn't have much physical strength, how could he catch up with the young Chu Zhongtian when he turned around to chase him?

There is only one way left to foul...... He wanted to stretch out his feet to hook Chu Zhongtian's feet, but let Chu Zhongtian dodge it, his legs were just forked, and he shoveled it into the air!

※※※ "The second second! Over Petit! Well done, Chu Zhongtian! "The domestic commentators are crazy at this time, they don't care what the final result of this ball is, watching a Chinese take the ball and connect two world-class stars, it is already worth the ticket price!" Those viewers who watched the game in front of the TV had to quickly find the remote control to turn off the volume, because of a Chu Zhongtian, the domestic commentators collectively threw off the hat of "commentary is not passionate"...... "He passed two people, and he caught up with the ball!" Mortenson exclaimed. He didn't expect Chu Zhongtian to be able to connect the two of them in one go, and what surprised him even more was that until this time, Chu Zhongtian's physical fitness was still very good, his running was powerful, and when he changed direction and accelerated to get rid of Petit just now, there was no pause, as natural as flowing water.

"This kid has really good physical strength." Price, who was next to him, couldn't help but sigh. "Actually, he's not very fast......"

"Chong, Chu!!" Emily in the stands took the lead in shouting, she shook her fist vigorously, and her blonde hair spread out like a golden flower blooming in the stands.

The 5,000 Wimbledon fans came back to their senses from the shock – not only did we stop Chelsea's onslaught, but now we're going to fucking fight back!

"Chong-Chu!!" They shouted. "Break them down—!!"

※※※ It must be said that Chu Zhongtian's speed is not fast, although it is not slow. But facing two people in a row still made him catch up.

At this time, if there is any player at Chelsea who is fit enough to not be a goalkeeper, it is Frank. Frank Lampard.

The Chelsea iron man caught up from behind at this moment and caught up with Chu Zhongtian.

That No. 8 was right in front of him, and he could pull it as soon as he stretched out his hand, but he didn't, he kept staring at the ball at Chu Zhongtian's feet, intending to break the ball with his real skills.

He is also number 8.

It's a showdown between two No.8s!

This time, Frank Lampard didn't see him as an amateur who didn't go through the rules, but instead treated him as something like Roy. Keane, Patrick. An opponent like Vieira has to go all out to be able to win!

Come on, boy...... Frank Lampard said in his mind.

Let's experience the collision of professional football!

He slammed into Chu Zhongtian who was in front of him on his right from behind on the left side!

Chu Zhongtian, who was dribbling the ball in front, had already sensed the danger, but despite this, he was knocked by Lampard and staggered, and his body was crooked...... If it hadn't been for the reflex at his feet to hook the ball away, the possession would have changed hands.

※※※The commentator of Sichuan Station was so frightened that he screamed like a woman, but the next second he saw that the football was still at Chu Zhongtian's feet, although his steps staggered.

Hurriedly said with some self-deprecation: "It's so dangerous, I was almost broken!" ”

In fact, he was not the only one who was taken aback just now, and I don't know how many people in China have already felt regret and disappointment at that moment. But then hope reappeared in their hearts, because Chu Zhongtian did not concede the goal!

※※※ Chu Zhongtian was hit by Lampard and knew that he couldn't keep the ball. If you drag it any longer, you will either fall to the ground and the opponent will foul, or you will be rushed up by John. Terry breaks the ball.

What should I do? He was still the only one in front of him and around him, and his teammates hadn't run up yet...... Shot!

Suddenly, a thought exploded in his mind.

He jerked his head up and saw John with a hideous face pounced on him. John Terry also saw the goal behind the goal, and goalkeeper Carlo Cudicini.

I've just adjusted my focus, John. Terry was already close to him, but thankfully the football was still at his feet...... Shot!!

The thought sounded again, and a little stronger than before.

Lampard rushed up again.

Gavin. Borger finally ran into his field of vision, but ...... Shot!!!

This time it was Chu Zhongtian himself who shouted it in his heart.

Shot - He adjusted his pace because the ball was not rolling in the direction of the goal, but diagonally to the right. If you want to shoot right and not miss, you have to put your weight back on the ball.

So he strode to the right, put his left foot on the left side of the football, leaned over, picked up his right foot, and faced the football...... Long shot!!

John. John Terry didn't expect Wimbledon's no.8 to shoot immediately after being knocked off by Frank Lampard, and he didn't make any blocking moves and watched the ball whizz past him!

※※※ "This is ...... This is Chu! "John in the commentary seat. Mortensen stood up from his seat when he saw Lampard crash into Chu Zhongtian, pressing the headphones with one hand and holding the microphone with the other.

"The ball was not lost! Although there are some staggers...... But he kept his balance, and John. Terry has come up...... He'll be ...... next Oh - !! ”

He saw Chu Zhongtian on the field suddenly shoot with his feet!

When Chu Zhongtian withstood Lampard's impact, the Wimbledon fans in the stands could no longer sit in their chairs. But they did not cheer, and all put their fingers in their mouths and clenched them tightly...... Emily clenched her fists, nervous. The first time she was in Hollywood, she was never so nervous in front of the camera lens...... As if his body was no longer his own, his lips trembled.

Chelsea's goal was just below their stands and she could see Chu's every move.

※※※Whew!

John. Terry felt a gust of wind blow across his face.

He turned his head and saw the white soccer ball flying like a cruise missile towards the far corner of the goal.

And his team-mate, Italian Cudicini, was already leaping into the air and swooping towards the football.

He smiled, Carlo should be able to pounce, this time he jumped early...... But in the next second, a smile froze on his face.

The ball passed through Cudicini's ten fingers and rushed towards the goal!

"Oh! Oh! Oh mm!! Mortensen could only shout such a monosyllable because he didn't want to miss a great goal by talking too much nonsense...... "Click!" The ball hit the back post with a crunch and then bounced off the front post.

Cudicini was shot through by the ball, but his eyes were always on the ball, but now he couldn't follow because the ball was behind him.

The ball flew along the goal line towards the near post and then hit the near post.

This back and forth refraction lifted everyone's hearts - God, if you can't get in or not, give me a good time!

The ball didn't pop off after hitting the near post, but bounced in...... "It's Chu's shot!" This is Chu's shot!! This is Chu's shot!! This is Chu's shot - !!! "John. Mortenson had gone mad, and when the ball crashed over the goal line, it was as if he had gone back 32 years...... Hereford in 1972, the moment when a miracle was born, has now traveled through time and space and reappeared in front of his eyes!

He couldn't help but get excited!

"Is this 1972? No! It's January 24, 2004! Ladies and gentlemen! Remember that the biggest FA Cup game ever played is about to be born!! It was definitely more shocking than that Hereford vs Newcastle game! Because their opponents are stronger!! ”

"Wimbledon were pressed and played the whole game! It was their third shot of the game! But the score was 2:1! They are ahead! Can you imagine! Can you imagine the result and the process?! ”

"Chu! This Chinese student scored twice in this competition! If Wimbledon can win in the end, he will be the biggest contributor to this game and he will be engraved in the history of the FA Cup forever!! Even a hundred years from now, it will not be forgotten! ”

※※※ "The ball is in!" The ball is in!! The ball went in!! The ball went in!!! Ball in! Ahem...... Ha ha! The ball is in! The ball is in!! The ball went in!! ”

The commentator of Sichuan TV yelled hoarsely until he broke his voice, then he coughed twice and continued to shout. Desperate, he can only shout these three words, but he has a power that has never appeared before.

As a commentator of a local station, he used to explain the leagues of other countries, and this is the first time he has made such a strong voice for a Chinese and a compatriot!

Chu Zuosheng couldn't hold it back any longer, he jumped up from the sofa and waved his fists in the living room alone. He didn't dare to yell out loud because he was afraid of waking up his wife, so he pursed his mouth tightly and swung his fist again and again, and with each punch, a muffled snort came out of his nose. Because he didn't dare to speak out, and because he was emotional, his face was suffocated.

He, a middle-aged "rake ear" who is low-key in everything in the unit and smiles at home and coaxes his wife, has not vented his emotions so much as he does today.

※※※The moment the football flew into the goal, the stand where Emily was standing trembled.

Everyone around her erupted with the strongest sound they could make, five thousand people, ten thousand arms raised in the air, pointing to the sky.

She didn't cheer along, because she couldn't control her body anymore, she wanted to laugh and cheer to her heart's content, but tears couldn't stop pouring out of her eyes.

But she was definitely not the only one crying, and around her, there were many fans in the stands cheering and crying.

Even Yang Yang took off his glasses and secretly touched the corners of his eyes. He is proud of Chu Zhongtian and proud of being Chinese.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? Am I really not dreaming? ”

"God......

"We ...... Ahead of Chelsea on the road?! ”

"Woo - I just want to cry now!"

※※※ After Chu Zhongtian saw the football enter the goal, he dared to be sure that he had scored two goals in such an important game, and the second goal was a stunner at the last moment!

He turned his head from side to side, then glanced up to catch a glimpse of the yellow patch directly in front of him.

That's where Wimbledon fans are. Like a lost ship finding its target, he rushed to the stands.

The stands at Stamford Bridge were separated from the stadium by a level of billboards, and when fans saw Chu rushing towards the stands where they were, fans in the first few rows rushed behind the billboards.

Chu Zhongtian was like a drop of water flowing into the rivers, lakes and seas, and plunged into the fans, and then he was overwhelmed by the fans who poured up.

Countless people slapped his back, head, and shoulders, and kept shouting, "Well done!" Clear! Hero! You are our hero, Chu!! ”

"Ahhhh I love you, Chu! If I were a woman, I would marry you!! ”

"It was a great shot, thank you, Chinese boy!!"

"You made history, you know? Clear! You didn't just make Wimbledon history, you made FA Cup history! ”

In fact, Chu Zhongtian wanted to find Emily in the crowd, but until his teammates rushed up and pulled him out of the fans, he didn't find Emily either.

In fact, Emily and their position were higher, although they watched Chu Zhongtian rushing over, they couldn't squeeze in, so they could only applaud and cheer and whistle on it.

Emily was finally able to laugh, but the tears on her face were still visible in the stadium lights.

She didn't wipe it, because her hands couldn't be free, and she kept clapping.

Now she doesn't want to stop clapping and wipe away her tears. Anyway, it's not a shameful thing, just keep it.

※※※ Struggling out from the enthusiastic fans, Chu Zhongtian was dragged into their arms by more enthusiastic teammates.

"Haha! You're amazing, man!! "Joe. Xi Lin hugged Chu Zhongtian and pressed him to his chest.

'I can't believe we can get ahead of Chelsea! I thought a draw would be enough to make me happy for a long time, thank you, Chu! "Sim. Johnston put his hand on the top of Chu Zhongtian's head and patted it.

"How did you do that, Chu? You just like you had a body swap with Frank Lampard! I'm a lot of people who score goals like this......"

"Whatever he did, guys! Now we are ahead!! "Captain Kevin. At this time, Cooper did not forget his duty as captain, and he called everyone together - not even goalkeeper Andy. Bale ran up across the pitch, and everyone was around him at this moment. "Now listen to me, guys! Chu brought us the lead, but the game is not over yet, don't let his efforts go to waste! With less than five minutes to go, we did everything we could to hold on to that advantage! ”

"Do everything we can!!" The players shouted.

"Show Chelsea how good we are!"

"Show Chelsea how good we are!!" The teammates shouted after the captain again.

"We're a 'mad gang'! It's a real 'mad gang'! ”

"Crazy Gang!!

"Alright, now let's go back to the game!"

The captain waved his hand, everyone ran back to the court, and Chu Zhongtian finally broke free from his teammates. He landed at the back and raised his fist and waved it into the stands. He still hadn't found Emily, but it didn't matter, he was sure they saw him.

As the players celebrated their goals together, Eames and English in the dugout, as well as other coaches and substitutes, all embraced.

Everyone just didn't know what to do in the face of this sudden happiness, and they couldn't think of any other way to express their feelings than hugging, even though hugging was really cheesy...... "Ha! Nicky! See!? See!? Eames yelled as he put his arm around his partner's shoulder.

"Oh! Oh! Ingrid roared into the sky in the arms of "Kiyou", and his face turned red.

"This is the 'Crazy Gang'!" Eames pointed at his players and continued to yell.

"Crazy Gang! Crazy Gang! "There was no trace of gentleness in Ingrid's body at all, and he just roared madly.

"Nicky! We can win! We are crazy enough to have capital, and there is a reason! ”

"Win! Win! ”

"Nicky! They hate us! Hate us! Fear us more! Eames yelled at his partner, "They will never dare ignore us!" ”

"We! We! ”

"Nicky! This is...... Hey, Nicky? ”

"We! Crazy Gang! We! Crazy Gang! ”

"Nicky!? Nicky, sober up! Doctor! Doctor! ”

※※※ "Cheers, Wimbledon fans! Seeing the fans and players in the commentary booth as one, Mortensen lamented.

"For the first time in the 132-year history of the FA Cup, there has been such excitement for a Chinese...... Really a good player, Chu. It's a pity that it's a part-time ...... But it doesn't matter, Chinese students. Trust me, after this game, you will definitely get a lot of invitations from professional teams. Child, the road is formed under your feet, let's go, look at such a scene, don't you yearn for it? ”

Chris. The first time Price saw Mortenson so sensational, he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He knew Morty was completely excited, and this game must have reminded him of his time as a trial commentator, when he was still young...... The youth is gone, but he can relive the feeling of youth returning to his body through this game.

Even if it's brief...... Perhaps, I should also pay tribute to this team that has turned back the clock?

※※※ Watching the players run back to the pitch one after another, the stands where the Wimbledon fans are still emotional and can't help themselves.

"Sing! Guys! One fan shouted, "Sing!" For Chu! Our heroes, sing! Just sing the song from the first half! ”

"That's a good idea!"

"Sing!"

Emily was excited when she heard the proposal. No matter what she shouted in the stands alone, Chu couldn't hear it. But as long as she sings and everyone sings together, then the voice of her heart can be transmitted to the boy on the field through singing.

※※※When Chu Zhongtian turned around and ran towards the court, he heard a burst of singing from the stands behind him.

“…… This is a song for those who stand firm in their faith! ”

"Sing for Chu who never flinched!"

"There is no doubt that the game will get tougher and tougher......"

"Luck will not befall ...... again"

"When he never gave up!"

“its_my_chu――！！”

"Now he's our hero!"

"He never stops running!"

"He terrified all opponents!"

“its_my_chu――！！”

"When he sprints, it's like a chariot of fire!"

"You don't want to cross in front of him easily!"

"Because he is our Chu!!"

The song penetrated his body and soaked into his soul, causing his whole soul to tremble, tremble uncontrollably. He looked up at the packed stands, countless pairs of arms waving in front of his eyes, and in front of him was a green field with teammates and enemies, the enemies were a little depressed, and his own teammates were scrappy...... In the huge stadium, he is the star at this moment!

This is the best stage, and the spotlight falls from the sky and envelops him. Everything but him was in darkness.

Chu Zhongtian experienced a feeling that he had never experienced before, which made him excited and yearning.

This is football at its best, this is professional football!

While he clenched his fists, he was full of yearning for this stage and this world.

The singing continues.

Emily held up the sign in her hand, which read "Chu! Come on! She was singing the song written to Chu over and over again with the people around her.

“…… When the game is in trouble, keep your chest out! ”

"Never give in!"

"Never give up!"

"Our Chu!"

"He never flinched!"

“its_my_chu――！！”

(To be continued)