Quick Pass: Play Cannon Fodder

The nurse of the ace star?Xing Huan tilted his head, looking very confused.

He took the materials handed over by the coach, which were all instructions on caring for patients with orthopedic injuries, and he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Another ace star, another guy with bone problems, who else could this cripple be besides Liang McQueen...

Sure enough, the coach said in the tone of winning the lottery: "Little Guoren, the opportunity is rare! I remember that you are his die-hard fan. Not only have you found a job, but you can also have close contact with your idol. He may pass on his skills to you. .”

Die-hard fan?Ah bah, are you still in close contact?Xing Huan just wanted to break the man's other foot.

The coach is still lobbying Xing Huan, which makes Xing Huan deeply suspicious.

It stands to reason that there is no shortage of nurses around Liang McQueen, even someone who can put his socks on, so why would he come to Xuqing to recruit people?

Xing Huan expressed his doubts, the coach did not show any embarrassment, but whispered: "This kind of accident happened, you also know that Liang McQueen's temper will not be very good, I heard that he has driven away dozens of nurses gone."

Xing Huan let out an "oh", and then lowered his eyelashes, pretending to be sorry.Wen Qiuren really admired Liang McQueen very much, it would be better for him to cooperate, anyway, he would not lose a piece of meat.

Seeing that Xing Huan was very sad, the coach said in relief: "At least your idol is still alive. As long as there are students who are willing to apply for this job, Assistant Chen will not object."

If it was Wen Qiuren, he would definitely agree on the spot, even if Liang McQueen kicked him out of the ward like a football, he would still be happy for a long time.

And Xing Huan just mentioned the goalkeeper. If he refuses this job, the coach will think him even more strange.

After thinking about it, Xing Huan blushed and said, "Don't worry, coach, I will try my best to take care of Senior Liang!" Then he broke the man's other foot.

The coach nodded with a smile, and did not discuss the goalkeeper with Xing Huan.Xing Huan returned to the dormitory with the materials, and even Yao Yuan heard that Assistant Chen was recruiting nurses.

In fact, the day after Liang McQueen returned to China, he secretly checked into the star nursing home.

The football star sanatorium has a large area, it is not built in the city center, it is near Xuqing, and the round trip is very short, which will not delay Xing Huan's training.

And Liang McQueen's nerves are extremely sensitive at present. Except for the daily treatment, he does not allow anyone to approach him, and he always throws things randomly, scaring away many nurses within a month.

Assistant Chen had no choice but to think of a bad idea, let Liang McQueen's most cherished youth player become a nurse, maybe it can stabilize his temper.

Xing Huan was completely pushed out. He was short of money, and the coach wanted him to play as a striker. That's why he left such a "precious" opportunity to him, and he wished he could steal.

The reason Yao Yuan knew about this was because his father had a good relationship with Assistant Chen, so he inquired about the news.

However, Liang McQueen's current situation is top secret, Xing Huan had to sign a non-disclosure agreement.Yao Yuan also obediently shut his mouth, feeling happy for Xing Huan from the bottom of his heart.

Damn, the wild man didn't come looking for him, but the cripple did.Xing Huan sneered, thinking that this is fine, Xiao Yinlong's big backer, it's okay for him to clean up, just as a warm-up match for the World Cup.

Xing Huan has long thought that he will replace the host of this world to participate in the World Cup four years later.The dream that Wen Qiuren realized at the age of 29 will be realized at the age of 21.

Although time flows very slowly in the painting, even if ten years have passed, only a few minutes have passed in the real world.But something happened to Lei Yang after all, and the World Cup is held every four years. In addition, athletes' careers are short, and their condition will always reach the limit. It is better to make a quick decision.

Moreover, in the setting of this holographic game, the World Cup in 2150 will be held in China, also known as the "Xiongan Happy World Cup".

In other words, as the host, the national team does not need to participate in the qualifiers and directly advances to the finals of the World Cup.

Being able to hold the Hercules Cup on his own land, this feeling of bursting excitement, even Xing Huan is eager to try, his little heart is thumping, and he can't miss this unprecedented football feast no matter what!

"Haha, I'm going to fly! I'm going to fly!"

Seeing Xing Huan rolling on the bed hugging the pillow, Yao Yuan was speechless, and asked, "Little Guoren, why are you snickering again? Just tell me."

"I just thought of the World Cup four years later." Xing Huan threw the pillow high, put it in his arms again, and continued to laugh.

"Oh, that's it." Yao Yuan smiled heartily, then lay back on the bed, and began to think hard.

Since becoming a first-line defender in Group A, his football talent seems to have come to an end, and he has hardly made any progress.If this continues, the coach will definitely kick him out of Group A.

However, he is really happy for Xing Huan. If Xing Huan is lucky enough to enter the World Cup four years later, he will definitely cheer for his good friend on his own land!

Thinking of this, Yao Yuan waved his fist excitedly, looked at Xing Huan across the aisle, and found that Xing Huan was already sound asleep...

"Little Guoren, I really envy your mentality." Yao Yuan pulled the quilt over himself, and fell asleep after a while.

After falling asleep, Xing Huan dreamed of Wen Qiuren's tragic ending.

Because the oil painting was damaged, the world of the holographic game was stained with decay, and the data in the game also discovered the existence of Wen Qiuren, thus obliterating him.

Wen Qiuren just died in the holographic game, and then died in the nameless village in 2022.The double failure of time travel and rebirth is simply worse.

And all these catastrophes could have been avoided by him.

Xing Huan couldn't wait to meet Liang McQueen, and then tortured the cripple, preferably to death, to see if he dared to stand up for Xiao Yinlong.

As for the wild man, where did this bastard go...Could it be a football?Or it turned into the Hercules Cup and flew directly into his hand...

Xing Huan didn't know, and in the next few days, he checked several high-level paint personnel of the Football Association, but he was still unable to determine the supporting role of the wild man.

The moment he was distracted, the coach went straight to the stadium and said solemnly, "Xiao Guoren, Assistant Chen has already negotiated. You will go to the star nursing home tomorrow morning."

Xing Huan raised the corner of his mouth, then nodded, and shot the football under his feet into the unguarded white goal...

The next day, Xing Huan got up early and ran ten laps on the court with his teammates.Afterwards, he changed into casual clothes and got into Assistant Chen's private car.

"Hello, Wen Qiuren, I've heard of you a long time ago, Xuqing's famous midfielder." Assistant Chen glanced at the rearview mirror, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, Mr. Liang is currently in a low period , except for escort, you'd better not talk nonsense."

Xing Huan squeezed out a cute yet elegant smile, and the props for abuse in the exclusive space are ready.

Twenty or ten minutes later, the private car arrived at the star nursing home, passed through the fountain in the vestibule, and drove into the parking lot.

Xing Huan followed several black bodyguards into the elevator and arrived at the door of the convalescent room.

Rather than saying that this is a convalescent room, it is better to say that this is a modern villa, the surroundings are quiet, and there may not even be a mosquito carrying the virus.

Oh, I really thought I was a giant panda.Xing Huan twitched the corner of his mouth, and pushed the door open again under the watchful eyes of the bodyguards.

The empty porch is facing the clean living room, which immediately makes the house look more spacious.Curiously, where did Liang McQueen go?

The bodyguards did not explain, but closed the door.Xing Huan strode into the living room, thinking that Liang Maikun was obviously crippled and was still running around. He liked this kind of masochistic spirit.

After wandering around the house, Xing Huan couldn't find Liang McQueen, so he walked towards the garden.As I walked, an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to my mind.

Looking from a distance from the long and narrow corridor, a man is sitting on a garden bench.He turned his back to Xing Huan, his broad back was motionless, as if he was in a daze, only the brown hair fluttered occasionally, as if to tease his mood.

Xing Huan poked his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the photo frames on both sides of the corridor.The same man is in the frame, which is Leung McQueen himself.

His nose bridge is very high, almost like a European, and it doesn't look as natural as Bijiesen.But he is indeed a Chinese-French mixed race, but he inherited more of his mother's genes.

In fact, Liang McQueen is a naturalized player.He was born in France, but grew up in China.

With French nationality, he could have stayed abroad to play football. When his father asked him which team he would choose to play for, he resolutely chose the national team and changed his nationality.

After obtaining these materials, Xing Huan remembered Wen Qiuren's old joke... No way, how could such a coincidence happen?

Although Bi Jason has always been a native of his country, apart from this aspect, Liang McQueen's family background is simply a replica of a wild man, and he has those damn brown eyes!

At this time, Xing Huan noticed another photo frame: there was a tall player standing beside Liang McQueen, who was Xiao Yinlong.

Damn, it's no wonder Xiao Yinlong is so tall. It turns out that he also has part of French blood, and he inherited Liang McQueen's height, so he looks average.

Xing Huan subconsciously stretched out his hand and kept touching the photo frame, as if to erase Liang McQueen from the painting.Unexpectedly, the small voice startled Liang McQueen, causing him to frown slightly.

Then, he turned his face, his brown hair trembled, and the warm winter sun flooded his shoulders, illuminating the white shirt he was wearing.

At the same time, Xing Huan looked at Liang McQueen and was amazed by the wild man's facial features again!

Who is this guy?Liang McQueen's brown eyes flashed, and he looked at Xing Huan from head to toe, especially those soft lips that were slightly parted, which gave him an urge to kiss him.

The two just stared at each other for a while, then Liang McQueen suddenly raised his crutches and approached Xing Huan step by step.Seeing the ferocious approach of this person, Xing Huan took a step back and stuck it against the wall.

What about the villain?What about the cripple?How did this bastard go so fast? !

Xing Huan got goosebumps all over his body. He never expected that the wild man would activate Xiao Yinlong's uncle, just because he could walk so fast with a cane?

Soon, Liang McQueen walked up to Xing Huan, and because of the unstable center of gravity, the free hand thumped against the wall behind Xing Huan.

Xing Huan's heart skipped a beat, and then he looked up at Liang McQueen, with a scorching breath lingering between the two.

Panting heavily, Liang McQueen said coldly and condescendingly: "Who are you?"

Hearing the wild man's mellow voice, Xing Huan leaned against Liang McQueen's chest, blinked like a kitten and said, "Oh, I found you again."