Chu Zhongtian didn't know what his performance had caused people outside the court, nor did he know that his defense had actually won a place for him in advance. He only knew that the game was not over and his team's offense still did not knock on the door, so he had to work hard to do his own thing.

No matter how many times the other party comes, as long as it comes for him, he will not give in.

Russell was obviously angry that he was interrupted by Chu Zhongtian again, so when he got the ball again, he ignored his teammates who had already reached the position and continued to use the ball to find Chu Zhongtian, wanting to defeat this damn Chinese boy.

This time he chose to break through directly. Chu Zhongtian was shaken by his fake move to pass the ball at first, but soon he chased after him and ended Russell's breakthrough directly with a foul.

Russell, who was knocked to the ground by Chu Zhongtian from the side, got up angrily from the ground and wanted to go up and find trouble for Chu Zhongtian. "You fucking..."

As a result, he was first in trouble by Chu Zhongtian.

Chu Zhongtian punched Russell in the chin, causing the other party's swear words to stop. Not only that, he almost bit his tongue.

The sound of "click" made people worry if Russell's chin would break...

No, although Russell was beaten a little, he still rushed towards Chu Zhongtian, and stomped on Chu Zhongtian's thigh with one foot, successfully printing his own shoe nail mark on Chu Zhongtian's exposed thigh. He was nearly ten centimeters taller than Chu Zhongtian, and his legs were long. He had an advantage in distance, but he was not strong, and his tall and thin figure made him inferior to Chu Zhongtian in terms of strength.

Chu Zhongtian reached out and grabbed Russell's kicking leg, rushed in, and then his head was pressed hard on Russell's chest.

Russell let out a muffled groan. Chu Zhongtian's header was so terrifying that he almost made him lose his anger.

Russell's left leg was grabbed by Chu Zhongtian, and he could only stand on one leg. He was hit on his chest and still did not forget his purpose. He swung his fists and hit Chu Zhongtian's back. But he supported his body with one leg, and kept jumping, which was a bit funny...

All this happened so quickly that no one present could react.

Emily stood in the stands, watching the scene that happened on the field stupidly, forgot to shout.

"It's really a hell..." Jackson murmured in a daze. The reactions of the others were the same as him, which shows that this was the standard reaction.

But only Old Bente smiled. He grinned and revealed the scarce teeth inside. He seemed very happy.

The temporary teammates of the two were also stunned. Borger reacted the fastest and rushed up to help Russell, but was hugged by a big man wearing a yellow vest.

"*!*!!" Borger could only curse after being hugged. He wanted to break free from the other party's obstacles, but made the other party hug him tighter. "Let me go and let me go up and teach that bastard a lesson!"

"Calm down, you can only cause trouble when you go up!" The person who hugged him yelled in his ear. Although they were temporary opponents, they did not have any deep hatred.

Less than five meters in front of him, Russell and the Chinese boy were fighting fiercely.

Neither of the two of them shouted and cursed, but just beat them up. Under the blood-red sunset, it was like two wild beasts fighting endlessly.

The coach who acted as the interim referee finally reacted. He blew the whistle in his mouth, and the sharp whistle kept ringing on the court at dusk.

But some people reacted faster than him.

Head coach Eames had already rushed to the front of two people. He kicked Russell, who was punching Chu Zhongtian's back, and then pushed Chu Zhongtian again and wanted to pounce on him and continue to beat him.

After doing all this, he shouted loudly: "Stop it all!"

Russell, who was kicked to the ground, didn't listen to the coach at all. He stood up and flipped up and wanted to beat him. At the same time, Chu Zhongtian also got up from the ground and rushed towards Russell.

The two men with ferocious faces and blushing faces and thick necks were pulled when they were about to collide. The players on both sides rushed to help pull the fight. The tips of the two were only one finger away. At such a close distance, they could see clearly the acne on the other person's face and the hair in the nostrils. They vomited humid and hot air to each other, their eyes protruding outwards, and stared at the enemy in front of them.

It was not until this time that the two people had the time to open their mouths and scold each other.

"Fuck Chinese monkey!"

"Fuck you, a British idiot!" Chu Zhongtian used this sentence in his native language.

"What else do you do besides being fouled? You dirty and obscene mad dog!" Russell roared angrily.

"I will also beat your chin, you sissy!" Chu Zhongtian fought back without being outdone. This time he used language that the other party could understand. After a year in the UK, swear words were definitely the fastest and most familiar to learn.

"Okay! You all calm down!" Eames shouted loudly, pulling his head as the two of them got closer and closer.

"Mad Dog!!"

"Sister!!"

"You are a mad dog with no quality and uneducated nature!"

"You sissy sissy sticking out your butt and turning around and waiting for someone to come!"

"Damn..." Eames suddenly felt powerless. Why did these two young men have such a great hatred?... They only fought on the court for ten minutes.

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No matter how Emily, Jackson and others squeezed, they couldn't squeeze into the crowd. She was anxiously turning around outside, looking for a gap that would allow her to get into. The crowd was chaotic, and there were constant curses coming out in the noisy sounds. She could tell which one was Chu Zhongtian's voice and which one was Russell's voice. It sounded like the two sides had not yet distinguished their prominence in their mouths.

Ingrich was helping to separate two enemies who were almost all posted together. He had long since lost where the record book in his hand was thrown. He saw Eames rushing out and ran up. A trial competition turned into a fight, and he didn't expect that Eames, who had previously said that he would decide that Chinese boy, and I wonder if he would stick to his decision after seeing this difficult-to-resolve fight?

Eames snatched the whistle from the temporary coach's hand, held it in his mouth and blew desperately in the ears of the two people. The sharp and harsh whistle finally calmed the two "bulls" who were fighting red. Because under the interference of the whistle, they could not hear what they were scolding with each other. What's the point of scolding like this?

It was not until this time that they turned their heads and looked at the person blowing the whistle beside them.

When Eames saw them turning his head to look at him at the same time, he stopped making noise. He sneered: "What? Finally remember to see who I am?"

Yes, they saw clearly that they were the head coaches and the ones who decided their destiny.

Russell said nothing.

Chu Zhongtian still snorted. In his heart, he had long since no expectations for this trial. When he punched Russell on his chin, he already knew what would be waiting for him - it was no big deal, it was just being kicked out of the court and unable to play football here. Anyway, he might not be able to be picked.

No matter what, the two of them finally became quiet. Eames glanced at the two of them and said coldly: "The last game is over, and the next game is replaced."

After saying that, he lined up everyone watching the fun and turned around and walked downstairs.

Originally, the thirty-minute trial game only lasted ten minutes, but it was terminated because of a sudden conflict. People from both teams were thinking that the head coach must have had a bad impression of them. Or they were thinking that I had not yet performed to my true level! It ended like this? What's that? Did my performance pass?

No one cares about their doubts.

Russell walked towards the sidelines with Borger's company and support. Medical staff had come up to do some simple treatment for him. His chin was hit by Chu Zhongtian, his teeth were bitten through his lips, and blood was bleeding from the corners of his mouth. In addition, Chu Zhongtian pushed his chest a little, and probably he could see the red marks on his chest after he took off his clothes. Chu Zhongtian really didn't hold back.

Compared to him, Chu Zhongtian suffered much less injuries. His face was dirty and looked very embarrassed, but who knew if it was rubbed on the ground during the game before? Russell was kicked on his leg, and there was a very obvious shoe print. In addition, Russell's fists hit his wide back. In addition, Russell was standing on one leg at that time, and Chu Zhongtian kept urging into his arms, making him unable to exert force. Most of the fists that fell on Chu Zhongtian's back were not heavy.

But he was in a worse mood than Russell.

Chu Zhongtian threw the taken off vest to the ground, turned around and walked out of the crowd without saying a word.

There were many people around him, and some people were excitedly shouting "kill the Chinese guys" when watching the fun, but when he walked out, all of them made way out, and no one dared to really go up and practice their previous crazy words. They were even a little afraid when they looked at the Chinese.

Emily found that the crowded crowd finally gave way. It was Chu Zhongtian who walked out. She was very happy at first and wanted to come forward to say hello.

But after seeing her concerned expression, Chu Zhongtian just snorted and walked over Emily.

The two passed by. Emily wanted to open her mouth and try to keep her, but in front of everyone, she suddenly closed her mouth and watched Chu Zhongtian slowly walk down the scene alone.

"Chu..." Jackson shouted off the court. Chu Zhongtian seemed to have not heard it and walked over without hesitation. He walked straight to the court gate and finally disappeared outside the gate.

The afterglow of the setting sun pulled his shadow long and extended from the door to the court. When he passed the door, the shadow disappeared.

One of the protagonists left, and there was no need to watch the scene. The people around the court began to disperse one after another. But San San and two were still talking about what had just happened.

They walked past Emily, and the discussions all came into Emily's ears.

"I can see it very clearly. It was the Chinese who took action first..."

“The Chinese are so barbaric!”

"I heard that their football is not very good, maybe it's because they only know how to fight?"

"Ha! Speaking of this, did you watch that movie? It seems to be called "Shaolin Football"? Maybe you have to learn Shaolin Kung Fu for a few years before you learn football in China!"

"Kung Fu is pretty good, but football...hehe!"

"A Chinese who only knows how to fight and can't play football want to come for a trial. I think Wimbledon football has really declined...ah!"

"So I am very supportive of the FA's labor certificate. Those underdeveloped football countries should not let them come to our country to play football!"

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Everyone walked away while talking, but Emily was still standing in the court.

She forced Chu Zhongtian to bring him, but she didn't expect that what she said was like in the mouth of her compatriots. Without her own persistence, Chu Zhongtian wouldn't have been misunderstood or even humiliated by others?

She thought of the scene where Chu Zhongtian threw out a coin and said to her, "The Queen is gone, but I can't go" before the recruitment poster.

She also thought of herself and said to him seriously: "It seems that the Queen wants you to come to our team. This is the Queen's will."

Chu Zhongtian laughed at that time. Emily didn't understand why Chu Zhongtian was laughing, but it seemed that he was in a good mood.

Maybe he is full of expectations for the trial.

Emily came to her senses and walked straight to Russell and Borger.

Russell was pressed by Borger, and the doctor was applying medicine for him. The potion stimulated him to grin and keep breathing.

"There is something Chu said right, you are really a sissy!"

Russell thought that as a classmate in the same school and a classmate for a year, Emily should have come to comfort herself. But unexpectedly, what he heard was this.

He looked over in surprise, but Emily turned and walked away in front of him.

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Chu Zhongtian walked out of the alley and was stimulated by the pain under his feet. He sat on the ground and took off his sneakers and socks, looking at the grinded little toes on his left and right feet, the tips of the socks were stained red. The original blood stain had solidified and scarred, and new blood seeped out from the cracks of his fingernails.

He looked carefully and his nails were raised. It seemed that even normal walking would be affected, not to mention playing football. It was four miles from here to where he lived, and he had to take bus No. 131 to get back.

I ran so far to pursue what I like, but I didn't expect that in the end I was regarded as a barbarian without quality and only moving.

I am so stupid...

Chu Zhongtian, who was sitting on the ground, leaned his body against a tree on the side of the road and waited for the car. He looked up through the lush branches and leaves, and looked at the sky cut into small pieces.
To be continued...