Sports God

Chapter 47 Am I a Bully?

The Asian player on the opposite side didn't know that his life was still good. He got up, raised his middle finger at Chu Chao, cursed and uttered syllables like "Xiba".

Chu Chao's blood was on the top of his head, and he gave his middle finger back unceremoniously.

However, before he had time to stand up, the little dreadlock next to him quickly grabbed his hand and abruptly rolled his middle finger back.

"Chu, the middle finger is a red card action, and you will be suspended and fined in regular games."

"It's not allowed on amateur courts either."

Huh?
This, Chu Chao really doesn't know...

Didn't pay much attention to these.

However, without raising his middle finger, Chu Chao simply rushed towards the opposite side aggressively, with fierce and sharp eyes.

It looked like he was about to fight.

——Dare you fucking dare to make a red card move on me?

On the football field, Chu Chao felt carefree, as if his whole body had entered "battle mode".

Hot blood flowed in the chest cavity.

Heart full of fearlessness.

It is said that football is a war in a peaceful age. I don’t know how others feel. Anyway, for me, the feeling is really strong.

Although modern football has evolved more and more rules in the direction of "civilization", toughness is still the most primitive law on the green field.

Once on the field, he can't help becoming stronger.

Teammates of the two sides hurriedly stopped them, stood in the middle, acted as peacemakers, and advised each other.

The little dreadlocks hugged Chu Chao's arm tightly.

resignedly.

This temper is really hot.

However, the two Caucasian players on the team looked at Chu Chao with admiration and stood firm.

That's what a fierce man should do, never back down, an eye for an eye.

Tough!

Hard work!

A real man should be a man!

One person hugged Chu Chao's shoulders, and the little dreadlocks went to negotiate with the captain on the other side.

There was a chattering conversation that didn't seem to be in English, and Chu Chao didn't understand it either.

However, the little dreadlocks convinced the opposite party.

Originally, it was the middle finger on the opposite side, and the wrongdoing came first.

The white captain on the opposite side walked towards the provocative stick, and talked to him a few times, with a somewhat displeased expression, a gesture of reprimand, and a snarling tone.

He refused to accept and defended a few words, but his tone was weak, and it was useless, so he could only bow his head and enter the stage silently.

To put it mildly, it is "replaced".

To put it bluntly, he was sent off.

He "strikes hard" against Chu Chao, and even dared to put up his middle finger, but in front of the white players, he seemed to be automatically a head shorter.

Chu Chao spat in the direction he left.

Middle finger to me?
Damn it!
Rubbish!

Losing and losing.

……

sidelines.

Yu Wei and Zhou Xiaoting looked nervously at the conflict on the field, seeing that there was no fight, they finally felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Brother Chu is so brave."

"I'm not afraid of a real fight."

Zhou Xiaoting said with lingering fear, her tone was a little scared.

Usually Chu Chao is not like this, he is amiable, even a little shy and shy occasionally.

Unexpectedly, on the court, it was so wild.

When I played football just now, it was basically head-to-head, and it was never false.

If someone harassed him a little, he would definitely return it.

If someone hit him once, he would definitely return it.

Someone intercepted his ball, and he rushed forward like crazy to grab it back, or at least force the opponent to pass the ball hastily.

Although there were no excessive movements, the aura was really fierce.

Physical strength is also good.

The whole court was running all the time, and there was almost no rest time.

Yu Wei was a little excited: "I took pictures of that scene just now, and I took pictures of everything!"

"I'm thinking about sending it out?"

"Nationalism is also the code of traffic. Brother Chao crushes a group of foreigners on the court, hits a flyer and scores a goal, and then uses the rules reasonably to kill the opponent. Isn't this inappropriate? There is something cool, there is something exciting, and there is emotion. .”

"Maybe there may be sunspots, but that's better. Only when there are disputes can there be heated discussions."

Zhou Xiaoting glanced at him, her mouth moved slightly, but she couldn't judge for a moment.

This……

"Should I ask Sister Weiwei for instructions?"

She was a little worried.

Suddenly realized that Chu Chao was already a "public figure".

Although it is not very public yet, at least it has entered this threshold. The Internet has memory, and it will form a fermentation. It is really hard to say, will this matter be popular or black?

"Of course I have to ask for instructions."

"I'm not stupid."

"I'm only responsible for shooting and recording, and I don't take the blame."

Yu Wei quickly explained.

……

On the field.

The game continues.

Because he was worried about the "retaliation" of the opponent's players, and also worried that Chu Chao's emotions would become more extreme, the little dreadlocks transferred him back, roughly in the midfield position, and arranged another player at the forward position.

Chu Chao was a little dissatisfied.

But he didn't say much.

It's fine if you don't let yourself guard the gate.

It's an amateur game, isn't that a full-court run?
At this moment, Chu Chao discovered an interesting thing.

The opponent's offensive players seemed to be deliberately avoiding themselves during the attack.

As soon as I pushed over, the player holding the ball immediately passed the ball.

No physical contact with yourself at all.

Hey?
This……

Am I a bully?

Chu Chao reflected for a moment, an instinctive reflection.

But soon no longer think about it.

Reflect on a wool!

First, I did not foul.

Second, I play football normally.

Not daring to confront themselves is their problem, not their own.

This is a good thing!

With this kind of treatment, Chu Chao gradually felt like a fish in water, and continued to participate in the competition.

At the same time, I was also thinking silently in my heart, what kind of game is suitable for me?

Although I haven't watched a lot of football games, because I really don't have the time, I have seen some goal highlights.

Several names quickly popped up in Chu Chao's mind.

Big Ibrahimovic.

This, the absolute football bully.

True bully.

Classic scene: Ibrahimovic fell to the ground and was trampled on the head by the opponent player with spikes. His first reaction was not to cover his head, but to look up to see who stepped on him. Looking back, he found an opportunity to retaliate fiercely. A nearly fatal elbow.

Big Ibrahimovic has a strong body, a fierce will, and a delicate technique.

Second, Drogba of Warcraft.

Strong, strong, and fast.

Third, Harland, the one who eats children.

The body of the devil puppet is so strong that when others shovel him, not only did they not shovel him, but they humiliated themselves and hurt themselves.

……

Although, there will still be some differences in the technical characteristics of the three.

However, Chu Chao has already decided in his heart to roughly "imitate" this route for the time being.

Strong confrontation.

Great power.

high speed.

As for technique, shooting, awareness, and experience, then practice again.

Thinking of this, Chu Chao suddenly had a "lighthouse" in his heart.

He began to insert more, looking for the possibility of scoring goals.

Finally got another chance before halftime.

When a teammate dribbles the ball, he is pushed down by the opponent and gets a set ball in the frontcourt.

It's about the same position as the last time he scored a goal.

Little Dreadlock was about to make a free throw, but Chu Chao stepped forward and motioned for him to let me do it.

He hesitated and gave up his position.

After all, Chu Chao's heavy artillery shot is quite good, and it is worth looking forward to.

As long as you don't fly and hit the goal, the chance of scoring is not small.

Standing in front of the ball, Chu Chao took a deep breath, and suddenly thought of Ronaldo's extremely determined eyes.

It is also a classic scene, dynamic emoticon package.

Own……

Technology can learn "Warcraft".

Spiritual will, you have to be on par with Luo Ge.

Tough, self-disciplined, rebellious, never admit defeat, the more headwind the more desperate...

I was born in poverty when I was a child.

Bad boy in youth.

After maturity, he will be the domineering president.

This kind of growth template is particularly inspirational, and it should be the object of my own study.

"call……"

Chu Chao let out a long sigh of relief, took three steps back, and prepared to shoot with force.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw that Yu Wei was running towards this side with his tripod and camera in his arms, and Zhou Xiaoting ran with him holding his camera.

The two of them were originally on the center line, but now they came to the frontcourt, as if they wanted to find a better position to shoot their own goal.

Chu Chao grinned and took a few deep breaths, waiting for him to stand up.

This starts.

accelerate!
swing your legs!

The toes collapsed very tightly.

boom!
The ball is in the middle of the foot!

The foot feels great.

Almost as soon as he exerted his strength, Chu Chao felt very refreshed. There is a high probability that he will have the ball!
The ball made a dull sound, and a few strands of plastic grass and black sand rose up. The ball, like a whistling white light, passed through the crotch of a player in the wall and went straight to the dead corner at the bottom right of the goal!

The goalkeeper had already made moves in advance, and even made a difficult fall to the ground, but the speed of the ball was too fast, rubbing his fingertips, and piercing the goal net.

in!

Second goal!
Chu Chao put his hips on the spot and laughed.

Several teammates came up to celebrate.

Maybe the net was not strong in the first place, or maybe the ball was too powerful, a hole was broken in the net, the ball was not caught, and it flew far away.

sidelines.

Yu Wei waved his fist excitedly.

"Pretty!"

"Brilliant!"

Zhou Xiaoting's eyes fell on the opposite player who was clutching his crotch and had lingering fears. He looked a little scared at the moment.

Just now, the ball was only a ball's diameter away from his crotch!
Zhou Xiaoting looked at Yu Wei.

After thinking about it, he joked and said, "Football is really dangerous."

"If the ball hit someone else just now, what you took is not a video of a wonderful goal, but... evidence."

Yu Wei: ...

He stared at her speechlessly, and said with a smile, "Where are you paying attention? Is that the part you should worry about?"

Zhou Xiaoting:? ? ?

His face flushed slightly, he glared at him, and stopped talking.

Obscene!

……

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(End of this chapter)