Restricted Superstar

"Fatty! Wake up, stop sleeping, the power is out! Go home and go to sleep, you have been in the Internet cafe for three days and three nights!"

The network manager monkey of the Boiling Point Internet cafe shook a **** man strenuously. The fat man snorted sweetly, his fat trembling, but his body remained motionless.

"What a fat pig!"

Seeing that the monkey couldn't wake up the fat man, he used the usual trick and stretched out his hand to scratch the fat man's armpit.

"Gege...who interrupts Laozi's sleep."

The fat man woke up from his sleep, wiped the saliva on his cheeks, before opening his eyes, he opened his mouth to curse.

The monkey pointed to the dark and empty Internet cafe, and said, "Fatty, I didn't see the power outage! Hurry up and go home. It's time for me to sleep."

"The power went out? What a lie to you? Isn't my computer still on?"

The fat man opened his bloodshot eyes, glanced at the screen, and said angrily.

The monkey glanced at the dark monitor, "Fart, fat man, are you still sleepwalking."

"Munnyima's game, is the computer not good... Special, who touched my computer, my live football... What kind of game is this... The Superstar Road..."

The fat man stared at the monitor in surprise and shouted, as if the computer was still on.

"What a joke, fat man, go home quickly." The monkey yawned.

"Who is joking with you, monkey, what kind of game this superstar road is, why have I never heard of it." The fat man turned his head and asked the monkey laboriously.

Looking at the weird picture in front of him, the monkey only felt that his back was chilly, and he trembled: "Fatty, Fatty, don't scare me, you know I am most afraid of ghosts."

"What a ghost, you are a ghost."

The fat man ignored the monkey, picked up the mouse, and clicked on the start icon on the "Road to the Superstar" game interface. He wanted to see what game it was, but after he clicked on the start icon, the computer suddenly went black.

"What's the matter? Why is the screen black? It crashes? Is it a Trojan horse?"

The fat man said to himself.

The monkey was angry and funny, and said, "You have a brain crash. I told you that there was a power outage."

"What, the power went out? I just saw the game interface, the mouse can still operate, you think I am blind."

The fat man slapped the keyboard and reached out to press the power switch, but the computer did not move.

"Really power out?"

The fat man was startled. He shook his head and stood up. All the lights in the Internet cafe were off. Looking outside, it was completely dark outside without a trace of light, as if there was a power outage.

"Nonsense, if the power is not cut off, I can turn off all the lights, Nima is not my Internet cafe." The monkey was just startled by the fat man and said angrily.

The scene he just saw was too real. The fat man couldn't believe that it was his own illusion, but the facts were in front of him, and the power had indeed been cut off. He had to believe that he had just stayed up too late and the illusion appeared.

"Okay, monkey, keep me account, and settle it at the end of the month."

The fat man picked up his phone, patted his **** and wanted to leave.

"Fat man, you have owed more than two hundred instant noodles even on the Internet. You have to pay a little bit if you say anything, otherwise, when you graduate, I will find someone to go."

The monkey grabbed the fat man's arm with both hands. It was too thick for him to grasp.

"Graduation is more than half a year away." The fat man took out his wallet and threw it on the table. "Look at it for yourself. Leave me enough for breakfast tomorrow and take as much as you have."

The monkey flipped through his purse under the faint light of the candle, and said angrily: "It's only fifteen yuan, for a fart."

"Don't want to give it to me, I don't want to give it to you yet." The fat man reached out to grab his wallet.

The monkey dodged and drew out the ten yuan piece, threw the wallet to the fat man, and said, "I have left breakfast for you. You must have cash when you come online next time, otherwise the machine won't be turned on for you."

"Isn't it two hundred yuan? It scares you. I will give you the living expenses after I have paid for it. I don't want to ask about it. Is Lao Tzu a bad guy?"

The fat man wobbled out of the boiling point Internet cafe and walked to the house he rented.

The fat man's name is Gao Xiaodong, but his person doesn’t touch Gao Xiaodong at all. He is 1.7 meters tall and weighs 110 kilograms. He wears a spring-like smile on his face all day long, neither tall nor small nor small. winter.

Gao Xiaodong, a 17-year-old from Yishan County, is a senior in Lucheng City No. 3 Middle School. As a keyboard fan and fan, Gao Xiaodong’s performance is as bad as the Chinese football he likes. When he was a freshman in high school, he gave up Yan. The dream of Tsinghua University. In the second year of high school, he gave up his dream of having a book. Now it has just passed the winter vacation, Gao Xiaodong has given up his dream of going to undergraduate. His goal is to get into a higher vocational school, find a girlfriend, and then mix up. Eat and wait to die.

Many high school students come out to rent houses to live in. Some are to live with their girlfriends, some are to facilitate their studies, and some are to facilitate their play. Gao Xiaodong is different from them. He rents a house purely because of life force, as his grades gradually progress. Deteriorating, Gao Xiaodong’s weight is getting heavier and heavier. By the third year of high school, he finally became the school’s leading heavyweight. Therefore, it became a huge burden for Gao Xiaodong to climb the student dormitory on the third floor several times a day. The dormitory was changed from the third floor to the first floor, but the poor student had no human rights, and his application was ignored. So Gao Xiaodong moved out to rent a house with confidence and joy.

Gao Xiaodong likes football. He played football for a period of time in order to lose weight in elementary school. After he got fat he became a pseudo-fan who could only not play. Gao Xiaodong also dreamed of becoming a football star. Fans love, in order to satisfy this kind of YY psychology, Gao Xiaodong puts a lot of energy on football games and football. He is now a master of FIFA football and live football, and the main reader of starting point website football.

The house Gao Xiaodong rents is not far from Internet cafes and schools. It is almost an equilateral triangle. This is the result of Gao Xiaodong's careful selection.

He took out the key to open the door, Gao Xiaodong reached out to press the light switch, the light was off, Gao Xiaodong only remembered the power outage, he turned on the flashlight function of the mobile phone, illuminated it, fumbled to the bed and sat down, preparing to lie down to make up. Sleep.

"Dip... The Superstar Road system is activated... Detection... The player is normal, with sufficient energy, suitable for binding, binding begins, binding ends..."

Suddenly an inexplicable voice came from his mind, and then Gao Xiaodong "saw" the picture in his mind, and then petrified, because this picture was the game interface he clicked to start when the Internet cafe was powered off.

"Fuck! The Superstar Road system?" Gao Xiaodong couldn't help but exclaimed.

"I'm here."

An unsentimental electronically synthesized sound responded in Gao Xiaodong's mind.

"Lying down in a big trough!" Gao Xiaodong is completely confused now, Nima, is it true?

"What are you?" Gao Xiaodong scanned everything in the house with his mobile phone and moonlight, trying to find the source of the sound. The power went out. He thought someone was joking with him. Yu Lei and Zhu Daqiang both had the keys to his house. .

The room is very small, only 12 square meters, it is impossible to hide anyone without being discovered.

Did the **** Zhu Daqiang install any electronic equipment? Gao Xiaodong was thinking, and suddenly the electronically synthesized sound came out of his mind: "This system is a super-material existence, bound to your brain nerves..."

When the electronic sound just talked about the cranial nerves, Gao Xiaodong couldn't help touching his head. There was nothing unusual on the outside, but Gao Xiaodong felt that there was something more in his head.

"Wait, what system is the Road to Superstar system?"

"Road to the Superstar System is a football game system from the Centaur galaxy, developed by the famous Fantasy Real Game Research Institute. This system allows humans to enjoy the joy of football in the game in reality. Five hundred years ago, with the "exploration" "The flying saucer left the Centaur galaxy and landed on this planet today. You are now the first player."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck... Enjoy the joy of football in the game in reality! Nima, am I going to develop?"

Gao Xiaodong was thinking wildly, and the synthesized sound came again.

"Goal: The superstar system will help you become a real football superstar.

Player: Gao Xiaodong

Nationality: Han

Species: human

Sex: Male

Age: 17

Stadium location: unknown

Physical Fitness: Below D level (comprehensive score for speed, strength, coordination, and sensitivity)

Football talent: none

Football skills: None

Football equipment: none

Level: Ball blind

System task: play an amateur-level official game within a week

Seeing the system prompts displayed by the lines of Chinese characters on the game interface in his mind, Gao Xiaodong almost jumped up excitedly. He didn't jump because he was too fat.

"I am going to become a football superstar? I am going to become a football superstar! Developed! This time I am really developed. I want to be like the protagonist, set foot on the pinnacle of life and marry Bai Fumei! God, God, Buddha, God, Hell Ah, are you really eye-opening..."

Gao Xiaodong hadn't finished his excitement yet, and the electronically synthesized sound came again, "Players, please choose the location of the court."

position? Of course it is the forward, the forward Dorafeng, Gao Xiaodong chose the forward without hesitation.

Then the electronically synthesized sound came again: "The player's energy consumption is too great, now he needs sleep...need sleep..."

Sleep? Go to sleep! Gao Xiaodong was so excited that he didn't want to sleep, but his eyelids drooped, and endless sleepiness came in immediately. Gao Xiaodong fit and fell asleep on the bed.