Quick Pass: Play Cannon Fodder

football?World Cup?Xing Huan tried to get up, but his calf hurt, so he continued to lie on the grass.The fragrance of green grass passed his nostrils, putting him in this green world.

In a daze, Xing Huan was sure that this was not Chengrong Middle School, but a real football field. He didn't know which game was being played, and the host of this world just fell down.

The person next to him was still shouting: "Little Guoren, I might as well call you a waste! Don't think that you can join the national team just because you have a pretty face."

Xing Huan turned his face away and caught a glimpse of a pair of malicious eyes.The owner of the eyes is very strong, and the skin looks very dark under the sunlight.

When he cursed Xing Huan, Xing Huan saw his white jersey clearly and knew that he was his teammate?

At this moment, Xing Huan was also wearing the white No. 17 jersey, but was scolded by his teammates. Even the hostile players laughed, especially the tall guy who knocked Xing Huan down.

The tall man was wearing a yellow No. 9 jersey. He laughed wildly and said, "Little Nut? I'll call you Little Chicken. Just bumped into you, and you rolled and crawled on the court. You are so weak, you still roll." Go back to the country!"

Hearing this sentence, the teammates laughed even more wildly, and the laughter of the two completely angered Xing Huan.Xing Huan stood up abruptly, his black eyes flashed with fury.

He was just about to give these two guys a little color, when he suddenly heard a crisp whistle.

I saw that the referee ran over, blocked Xing Huan, and gave the tall man another yellow card to punish him for intentionally hurting others.

The tall man was immediately unconvinced, and then he spread his arms and defended: "I didn't do it on purpose, I just wanted to tackle the ball, and he wasn't injured at all!"

"Yes, yes, I can see clearly that you didn't tackle the ball, but kicked No. 17's calf and knocked him to the ground." The referee kept shaking his head, "You should be glad that this is a game Friendly match, otherwise, I will definitely send you off." After that, he wrote the tall man's name on the back of the yellow card.

The tall man snorted coldly, cast another threatening glance at Xing Huan, and then ran back to the center of the court.The teammates didn't talk to Xing Huan anymore, but continued to participate in the game.

"Young man, are you injured?" The referee patted Xing Huan on the shoulder and signaled him to go to the coach's bench to rest for a while.

Xing Huan felt fine, but he had to figure out the situation in this world, so he returned to the coaching bench with the medical staff.

To his surprise, everyone else, whether coaches or players, were wearing smart watches.At first glance, the technology in this world is relatively advanced, but their smart watches are all the first-generation configurations, which cannot be compared with Xing Huan's uncle.

This can only show that this world is still before Xing Huan's era, but it is not a few decades away.

The uncle confirmed the guess: "Master Huanhuan, it's 2146 now, and before you took over the host's body, I have already taken over his smart watch."

"Oh, is that why you took the time?" Xing Huan grinned and sat in the chair.

"If you want me to say, the technology of this era is too backward, you just sit here and rest for a while, and I will heal your leg injury immediately."

Xing Huan gave a "hmm" and looked up at the football field.The game is still going on, there is no one in the ring stands, this is just a U17 friendly match.

The host of this world is only 17 years old, and his name is Wen Qiuren, so he is nicknamed "Little Nut" by his teammates only because he is relatively thin.

During the rest period, Xing Huan gradually received Wen Qiuren's memory and found that he was also a traveler of this world.

In fact, Wen Qiuren is from 2022. At that time, on the eve of the World Cup in Qatar, people all over the world are celebrating the coming of the World Cup and promoting holographic games similar to the World Cup.

Wen Qiuren, who has no relatives and no reason, was born in the countryside. He has been a fan since he was a child. He didn't even have the conditions to leave the village, let alone go to Qatar, which is very rich, to watch the World Cup.For this reason, he had no choice but to watch the webcast every day, took out the pocket money he had saved for several years, and played a holographic game of the World Cup.

In the village, many teenagers also want to try this realistic football game.As everyone knows, this machine has already experienced a serious failure after it was transferred to the village.

After entering the game, Wen Qiuren disappeared in the village, was forced to come to this virtual era, and was reborn again.He was still born in the countryside and still bears this earthy name, but his world has quietly changed. This is the era of football belonging to the Chinese people, which fascinates him endlessly.

In other words, this oil painting is a double time travel, looking forward to the future from the perspective of young fans.But Wen Qiuren transmigrated into the holographic game again, and it became a picture-in-picture.

Wen Qiuren originally loved football, and the holographic game changed his life. Taking advantage of the good times, he started playing football since he was a child, and joined the youth training with the support of the whole village.

It has to be said that the football system in this era has changed, and it is no longer a game dominated by the rich.In addition to related households, football clubs have also begun to cultivate better talents, giving them the opportunity to win glory for the country.Breaking through the traditional recruitment model, football has gradually become popular among the people, sending hope to children who are capable but have no money to play football.

Wen Qiuren is such a grassroots player. He had already shown his football talent when he was 5 years old, and then entered the Xuqing Football School, starting his youth training career from elementary school to high school.

The difference between a football school and an ordinary full-time school is that there is football-based training.

During this period, Wen Qiuren not only had to complete cultural courses, but also completed physical fitness and football professional tests, so as to become an excellent professional football player.

Right now, Xing Huan has taken over the 17-year-old Wen Qiuren. This is also his last two years at Xuqing Football School.

After that, Wen Qiuren's football dream became severely polarized as the oil painting was damaged.

Like the previous world, this world also has two different versions, the original version and the tampered version.

In the original version, Wen Qiuren conformed to the times and gradually became the leading football player in China. Playing football, he climbed from grassroots to the world and became the pride of the Chinese people.

When Wen Qiuren was 29 years old, he participated in the World Cup every four years with the national team. With his excellent midfield performance, he finally won the Hercules Cup with his teammates and stood at the pinnacle of the football world.

The clarion call of victory blew all corners of the country, and everyone will never forget this tenacious team, including the veteran Wen Qiuren.

It is conceivable that Wen Qiuren completely changed his destiny with football. He not only gave back to those villagers, but also built the village better and better, and spent a glorious life like this.

However, in the falsified version, Wen Qiuren was not even able to enter the national team.

After graduating from Xuqing Football School, he also joined the football club, but was thrown to the bench.He sat on the bench for ten years and was forced to waste his good years. The athlete's career was limited, and he was never able to pick up football again.

Just because the smell of decay has returned, football has become a rich man's game again, and all kinds of black whistle and match-fixing emerge in endlessly, making Wen Qiuren, who was born from grass roots, unable to do what he wants.

He doesn't want to play football with utilitarianism, and he can't afford high fees to win over interpersonal relationships.

Time passed by, and he was reduced from the protagonist of this world to cannon fodder.Until the moment of his death, he was still full of regrets, ashamed of the villagers who had helped him and his beloved football.

Before Wen Qiuren was reborn, he could not see these hopes.But when he tried it once, the deep helplessness tormented him more and more, making him even more desperate.

It's not that Xing Huan can't understand this feeling, but he thinks that Wen Qiuren could have done better.

With the memory and ability of the host, Xing Huan came up with an idea. He felt that the midfielder was not the most suitable position for Wen Qiuren. Wen Qiuren didn't use his ability to the limit.

Xing Huan pondered for a moment, and the uncle suddenly said: "Master Huanhuan, your leg injury has healed, and you can jump around again."

"Uncle, now is not the time to be cute." Xing Huan stretched his waist and looked at his jersey. "So, what kind of damn task do you want to complete this time? Could it be that I want to play in the World Cup?"

The uncle chuckled and said, "That's right, you must fulfill the host's wish and hold the Cup of Hercules for him. As long as you complete this task, you can restore the oil painting and escape from it. There is only one task, and you should It's easy, right?"

"Easy? You tell me it's easy?" Xing Huan flicked his wrist, knocking the uncle out, "Please, I'd rather fight Alpha."

Shrugging, Xing Huan looked at the football field again.This friendly match has entered the second half. Xing Huan's Xuqing football school fell behind by one goal, and his teammates also began to show signs of exhaustion.

The teammate who laughed at Xing Huan just now was wearing a white No. 10 jersey. His name is Sun Peiyan. He is currently walking up and down the court, and he looks lazy.

The tall man who knocked down Xing Huan, his name was Xiao Yinlong, was an excellent player from the Uehara Football School, and he didn't pay attention to other people at all.

Uehara is different from Xuqing. Uehara Football School has very strong teachers, and it can be regarded as a noble school among football schools.

Among them, there are many students who play football attentively, and even more are guys like Xiao Yinlong.Relying on their family connections, even without serious training, they can directly enter the best football clubs after graduation and qualify for the competition.

Seeing that Sun Peiyan was not in shape, the coach immediately asked Xing Huan to play: "Wen Qiuren, you are used to playing in the midfield position, now try to play forward."

Xing Huan nodded, and returned to the court alive and kicking, replacing Sun Peiyan with an indifferent face.Sun Peiyan glanced at Xing Huan, feeling a love-hate relationship in his heart.

With the new round of attack, Xing Huan tackled the ball at Xiao Yinlong's feet, and then dribbled the ball into the opponent's penalty area.He was originally a good athlete, and with Wen Qiuren's footwork, it was no problem to deal with Xiao Yinlong.

"Damn it, Wen Qiuren, you deliberately took revenge on me!" Xiao Yinlong was so angry that he chased back desperately, "Referee, are you blind? Wen Qiuren just kicked my calf!"

The referee ignored Xiao Yinlong and signaled the game to continue.

Xing Huan didn't look back, and scored directly, instantly tying the score.The moment he broke the net, he looked straight at the goal and finally found the most suitable position for Wen Qiuren.

Not a midfielder, not a striker, but a goalkeeper.

The author has something to say: The setting of this world comes from the hatred of a fake fan.

That’s right, it’s me_(:з」∠)_

Once again, the full text is superficial and has nothing to do with reality. Everyone can enjoy it after reading it.