Stop the ball ten meters away, the goal depends on Meng

Chapter 39 Su Changwei Destroys Carmelo
Before the press conference was over, the detailed battle report and various analysis of the match had spread all over the Internet.

Su Changwei, who created an own goal for the opponent, scored a goal himself, succeeded in 4 attempts and 2 times, and contributed 5 steals, was named the best player of the game.

Su Changwei, who only played for 45 minutes, was extremely active in both offense and defense, and even surrendered a running distance of 6537 meters!

This data has almost caught up with the 90-minute data of individual champions...

As a right forward for the first time, he can win the MVP. No wonder Mourinho has no grudges against his "face-to-face criticism". Instead, he laughed and appreciated him very much.

There are not only the personal praise of the magic bird, but also the king's cup MVP plastic trophy. It is as easy as eating and drinking for the great immortals in China to dig a little news:
"Two goals behind at halftime! The desperate Magic Bird can only rely on him!"

"Cheer for him at the Bernabéu! The debut of the Chinese demon star in 2012 won a lot of applause!"

"Two goals in 45 minutes! Real Madrid's new No. 10 shines!"

"At halftime, Su Changwei was completely full of Cristiano Ronaldo! The old Portuguese should give way!"

"China Su, the last piece of the puzzle of Real Madrid's revival is him!"

"Kaka and Ronaldo all step aside, Su Changwei is the real core of Real Madrid!"

“足坛唯一真神！苏常威2012年进球数（1球）＞卡卡（0）+C罗（0）+梅西（0，明天才出场）！”

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Don't overestimate the bottom line of the media. Although Su Changwei didn't have a supernatural scene this time, he made an own goal and scored a header.

If he sits on the bench for 90 minutes in the next game, maybe someone will write "Su Changwei wears hat, Real Madrid welcomes three consecutive victories with 2:0!"
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"Hahaha, Awei, you are promising!"

Su Changwei, who returned to his residence, immediately received a video call from his father.

Boss Su, who just learned to use a smartphone not long ago, is very fond of this function, and even showed his son his stinky feet:

"I'm soaking my feet while surfing the Internet!"

"You are amazing, the hottest headlines in the current sports news are all about you!"

"My third son, Su, has always wanted to see his son Jackie Chan, but he never thought that this day would come so early!"

Su Changwei smiled and listened to him talking for a long time, but finally poured a basin of cold water:
"Dad, you should watch less of those news."

"It's blowing too hard!"

Boss Su laughed:
"I know this, but you have to allow me to be happy?"

Su Changwei pouted helplessly:

"As long as you don't learn these news, just tell everyone that I am the superstar of Real Madrid..."

He suddenly noticed some old footbaths on the screen:
"Uh, my signing fee is about to arrive, so I'll call you first!"

Boss Su waved his hands again and again:

"I'm not being polite to you. What do you do with that little money? I still owe 3000 million yuan. If you add interest..."

Su Changwei glanced at Chang Xiaolin:

"I seem to have forgotten to tell you last time that Real Madrid will refund us half of the sponsorship fee, plus my signing fee, a total of 100 million... euros."

Just hearing a "plop", the screen of the mobile phone that was connected suddenly became full of snowflakes!

Boss Su, who was thousands of miles away, dropped his mobile phone into the footbath!
Looking at the short-circuited mobile phone, he was stunned for a while, then suddenly lifted his foot and kicked over the footbath.

Then he picked up a coat, put his wallet in his pocket, and strode out of the room!

"What's the point of washing your feet at home?"

"For this kind of thing, it's better to spend money outside to be comfortable!"

"Isn't it only natural for my son to ask his father to wash his feet for the first money he earns?"

"The hard days are finally over!"
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It was already late at night in China at this time, when Boss Su was enjoying the foot washing service, [Real Madrid Bar] and [Real Madrid Fan Club QQ Group] were still very lively.

"If it weren't for Callejon and Arbeloa's hard-core fans, I really doubt that this game is an act!"

"There's something about Su Changwei! You can score goals if you seize the opportunity!"

"Is there a fart? This kid is pure luck!"

"Yes, I also hope that he has real skills, but my conscience tells me that he really doesn't!"

"Look at his long pass, a 100% national football pass!"

"If Real Madrid really let him be the main force, the next door must be laughing like crazy?"

"What a fool! We are all superstars in the frontcourt, but we lack Su Changwei's ruthlessness!"

"Once this kid becomes ruthless, he can even shovel C Luo Kaka!"

"When you talk about Kaka, he probably won't be in a good mood today..."

"I'm stuck because I play too few games, and occasionally I can't find my status as a starter!"

"Don't mention it, since Uncle Psy took the coach, Kaka is not in his consideration at all!"

"Let's go back to Milan as soon as possible. There is no room for him in Real Madrid now!"

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Compared with the swaying left and right of Real Madrid fans, the netizens of [Su Changwei Bar] are very firm:

"Being able to fight and grab, fighting to the death without retreating, this is the authentic Juanito spirit!"

"I, Su Shenjue, deserve to be Real Madrid's No. 10!"

"Luck is also a part of strength. Isn't the bald Flying Immortal Tianwai not luck?"

"The group of sand walls in the jute bar can't even see Su Shen's strength! Do you think they are stronger than Mourinho?"

"God Su, Huang Ma doesn't like you, why don't you come to me!"

"Let's come to our big world! The last champion of the Champions League! This was won by strength, not by godfather!"

"The above is so yin and yang and weird! Look at this season, you little country prostitutes are diving into the Europa League!"

"Why does a silly dog ​​have the face to come to our Su Changwei, right? Go back and lick your godfather!"

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【beep~~】

Su Changwei, who was lying on the bed, heard a clear voice in his mind:

[Dear host, in view of the fact that you have obtained the official professional contract of Real Madrid Club and participated in the main match on behalf of the first team, the current system has been upgraded to the official version of "Road to King". 】

With a flash of golden light in front of his eyes, he couldn't help but sat up from the bed:
【I almost forgot to use the castrated version...】

[Show me the difference between the official version? 】

【ding~】

[11. The scope of the selection objects has been expanded from the first 18 players to the [-]-member list]

[[-]. If the game performance exceeds the main body, you can get extra lucky points]

[[-]. Unlock the "friendliness" system. The higher the friendliness, the easier it is to become the target of the extraction. The peak strength that can be reproduced is stronger, and the probability of injury is lower.]

[[-]. More new functions, waiting for you to explore in person! 】

"..."

Su Changwei read it several times, and finally confirmed one thing:
"The stingy nature of this system has not changed at all!"

【Dear host, hello】

[We once again detected an extraordinary righteousness...]

The familiar, eerie voice sounded again.

This time Su Changwei knelt directly on the bed:

"System father, Thunder and Rain, are all Jun En, what you give, what I want!"

Boss Su, who had just washed his feet, couldn't help but sneezed!
He wrapped the little coat tightly around his body, and walked back with his waist supported:

"Winter in Suzhou is still quite cold!"

(End of this chapter)