Super System Football Superstar

But if once the dream is lost, it is like a solitary boat in the vast ocean, losing its goal and direction all of a sudden, how can it continue to brave the wind and waves in the turbulent waves.

He kept asking himself if he could do it.

The answer is no, no, not at all!

"Ring, ring, ring" a harsh ringing sound brought Hyuna's confused thoughts back to the truth.

He mechanically twisted his neck and glanced in the direction of the sound source.It turned out to be the phone I put in my bag.

He stood up limply, and took out his cell phone from his black backpack.

Looking down, the phone screen showed a very familiar number.

He tossed his hair, forced himself together, and connected the phone.

"Brother Hyun Bin"

".The results have come out. It is not very optimistic. Our attending doctor said that Liu Dongdong may never be able to play football again."

"Yes, there is a possibility of full recovery, but the probability is very low."

"Brother Xuan Bin, tell me. If Liu Dongdong really can no longer play football, will he be desperate? Just like my brother."

"Hyuna, don't think about it anymore. Even your doctor said that it is possible for him to fully recover. He is a football player with a strong physique. He will recover after a period of recuperation."

"Well, take a good rest, goodbye."

Cui Xuanbin hung up the phone, stuffed the phone directly into his trouser pocket, then turned around and looked at Cui Shizhao who was sitting behind the desk.

"How's the situation?" Cui Shizhao said.

Cui Xuanbin shook his head, took a deep breath, and said sadly: "I heard from Hyuna that Liu Dongdong's injury has already damaged the surrounding ligaments and muscles due to continuous injuries. The possibility of complete recovery is very small. With him With a young and healthy body, although he can still walk and jog like ordinary people in the future, he can no longer participate in strenuous sports, and his football career is completely over."

Cui Shizhao didn't speak, his eyes slowly drooped down.

"In your heart, do you hate me?" Cui Shizhao stared at the table and said suddenly.

Cui Xuanbin looked up frustrated, glanced at Cui Shizhao, pursed his lips and hesitated for a few seconds, and said in a deep voice: "Although this matter does have something to do with you, as a professional football player who has received formal training since childhood, he should I have already understood what kind of consequences I will get if I do this? So I don't blame you, I just feel a little pity for Liu Dongdong."

He raised his head, turned his eyes to the other side, and said with sadness and self-blame: "I still blame myself a little bit. If I could have convinced you for him earlier, what happened today might not have happened."

"Xuan Bin." Cui Shizhao stared blankly, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Dad, you should be able to fully understand how I feel now. You know how much I loved football back then. My biggest dream was to be on the national stage, wearing the uniform of the Korean team, and playing for the country. But the same game was caught off guard. The injury caused me to choose to leave the court out of boredom."

"I went through a full four years of decadence before finally getting out of it."