When Chu Zhongtian woke up, the genius was in a daze. He lay on the bed and did not get up immediately.

He still doesn't believe that he played in the league in the UK and made several friends through football. This was something he had never thought about when he was in preparatory class here.

Now when I think about it, I occasionally feel that the past month has been like a dream.

Chu Zhongtian stretched out his hand to the ceiling and held it in the air. He felt as if he could catch something, a vague shadow, something that he had stopped pursuing since he was sixteen.

When Chu Zhongtian opened the door of the Duns Bar with the key, the bar was silent, and there was no busy figure of the boss here yesterday morning, and everything returned to normal.

He turned the sign outside the door to the "close" side, then put down his backpack and started cleaning.

After that, he even hummed a song.

"I'm in a good mood, Chu. I've never heard you humming." Boss John's voice sounded from behind.

Chu Zhongtian temporarily stopped the work, turned around and looked at the boss standing at the stairs and said, "Of course I'm happy to win the ball. Boss, you got up earlier today than usual."

Boss John said a few times, and suddenly said, "Emily came last night, but it's a pity that you are not here."

Chu Zhongtian looked at the boss in confusion, not quite understanding why the boss said this to him.

"I just said it casually. Ha!" Boss John called out and started helping.

"Speaking of this, Chu. You have been working with me for almost a year. I actually found out that you can still play football more than a month ago... Do you have any little secrets to tell me?" Boss John, who was working, suddenly said again.

Chu Zhongtian stopped the work in his hand and shook his head and said, "No more." As if he was afraid that the boss would doubt it, he added, "I promise."

Boss John did not continue to get involved in this issue. If anyone else wants to say privacy, don’t go into it. Anyway, he just joked casually. He turned to yesterday’s game.

"You performed very well in yesterday's game. I am an old fan who has watched the ball for more than 40 years and is very cognizable."

"Thank you, boss." Chu Zhongtian still respects the person who pays him.

"I don't think you're at a football fan, have you been trained before?"

Chu Zhongtian now believes that his boss's words "very good at understanding things" are well-founded. After only looking at his performance in the half game, he came to this conclusion. He is indeed an "old fan who has watched the ball for more than 40 years."

He nodded, there is nothing to hide like this now.

“I started training at the football school in our country since I was six.”

John whistled.

"Until sixteen years old."

"I really can't tell you have been trained for ten years, but why didn't you continue and end up being a professional player?"

Although Boss John has seen countless balls, he obviously knows nothing about the football environment in China.

Chu Zhongtian felt that this question was a long story, so he could only briefly answer: "This road is not clear, so I gave up football and went to middle school, and then got here..." And very importantly, he was unwilling to tell the dark stories of Chinese football to the British. To them, it was simply a fantasy, and the explanation involved many messy problems.

The British certainly cannot believe that they have the strength but want to play in the game but still have to give money to the head coach. The British certainly cannot believe that the team's head coach will bet on their team's losses in their own games, and they still have to bet heavily. The British still cannot believe that those players with beards on their mouths are only "thirteen" years old. The British even cannot believe that the above things are common in the Chinese football environment, and changing age is the first to be the Chinese Football Association.

To the British, Chinese football is like bowling on Mars, and it is not the same sport in the same world at all.

Speaking of such a thing will make Chu Zhongtian feel embarrassed. So it is better not to say it.

Boss John didn't care much about the story behind Chu Zhongtian. He just said: "It's good, at least our team now has an excellent midfielder, haha! Thank God, otherwise I wouldn't know you."

Chu Zhongtian smiled. He didn't know whether this fate was a good or a bad thing... At least three years ago, when he decided to give up football, he thought it was a very bad path. Now... it's not bad. Who knows the future?

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When the Duns Bar opened for business, everyone who came here to drink would greet Chu Zhongtian enthusiastically when they saw him, and then said basically the same lines.

"To celebrate our team's victory yesterday, come pints of beer!"

So at noon this day, Boss John's bar business was particularly good.

In the afternoon, Boss John made an appointment with his friends to play on Sunday league at the stadium. Chu Zhongtian was left alone in the bar. They left half of the guests away, and the bar business also became deserted.

Chu Zhongtian even had time to take out the textbook he brought with him and start previewing the courses for the new semester. The school started in September, and it is August 18th, and it is only a few days before the start of school.

Although he has gained a foothold in the team, it is a half-professional team after all. Chu Zhongtian didn't think he could use it as a profession by playing football here. Fifty-five pounds a week is not a decent income in the UK...

I still have to go to college, wait three years later, end my football career here, and then find a job. That would basically be considered as living up to my parents' grace...

He was reading books very attentively. Basically, no customers would come in the afternoon. They would close at 3 o'clock. Then he flipped the sign at the door and continued to read books in the store. He turned back the sign at 5 o'clock and opened the door again. He didn't have to dispatch orders on Sunday afternoon, so he could show the shop for the boss here.

The alarm told him that it was already three o'clock. He put down the book, walked towards the gate, then rang the bell behind the door, and told a few drinkers that the store had closed.

When everyone was exposed, he was about to close the door when he looked up and found someone standing at the door, and was smiling at him.

"Emily?" Chu Zhongtian was a little surprised. "It's going to close..." He was a little embarrassed.

"I'm not here to drink." Emily smiled at Chu Zhongtian, and then saw that Chu Zhongtian was still hesitant, "Why, don't you invite your classmates in and sit?"

Chu Zhongtian made way open the door and said, "Please come in."

Emily walked from Chu Zhongtian with her hands behind her back and walked into a bar where there was no one else.

Chu Zhongtian hesitated behind her, turned the sign to the side of "close", then locked the door from inside, followed him in, stood behind the bar and asked, "What do you want to drink?"

Emily smiled: "Aren't it closed?"

"You can't even drink your saliva, right? This is not the way for Chinese people to treat guests."

Emily jumped onto the bar and lay on the bar: "Whatever you want."

"That's still beer?"

Chu Zhongtian tried to give Emily a Guinness stout beer. He knew Emily liked this brand of beer and ordered every time she came.

"Where did you go last night?" Emily asked suddenly.

"I went out with Xilin and the others." Chu Zhongtian thought about it for a while and told the truth.

"Is it fun?"

"It's okay..."

"What does it mean?"

“It’s not good or bad.”

"Are Chinese people always so ambiguous in their speech?"

"This is our philosophy. Never say something to death..."

"Hey, it's a bit like us British... So is it good or bad?"

The situation of that night appeared in Chu Zhongtian's mind. In the deafening bar with music, what he thought of was the smaller and warmer Duns Bar. Facing those beauties, he always compared Emily. "Bad."

Emily's mouth curled up, and she was very satisfied with Chu Zhongtian's answer.

"I wanted to congratulate you last night on a victory, but you were not there."

"I'm so sorry, that guy Qiao insisted on pulling me to relax..."

"Where are you going to relax?"

"Uh, Surprise Bar."

Emily whistled after hearing the name. "Wow~~~ That is the most famous high-end bar in this area. It is said that there are many beautiful women and handsome men. If you go there, how could it be bad?"

Chu Zhongtian said the truth: "Compared with there, I like this place more." He pointed to the Duns Bar.

Emily smiled again. She was such a girl who likes to laugh, and it made her more attractive when she smiled.

"I like this place more, too." Emily took the wine handed over by Chu Zhongtian and sipped it. "People who like this place, the wine here. I have been here for five years, but later moved out for family reasons. There is also a bar near my new home, but no matter what, there is no atmosphere here. Thank you, Chu."

Chu Zhongtian’s thanks to Emily was a little puzzled. He didn’t do anything that could make Emily thank him…

Seeing his doubts, Emily said to him: "If it weren't for you to try out, I might not have returned here, and then I found that I still liked it more."

"Chinese people pay attention to fate, and you have fate with this bar. So there is no need to thank me, everything is destined by fate." Chu Zhongtian was a little embarrassed, so he had to find such a reason to evade Emily.

After hearing Chu Zhongtian's explanation, Emily laughed and picked up her wine glass: "Then just toast to the fate!"

"Wait." Chu Zhongtian signaled Emily to wait. Then he quickly found an empty cup and took half a glass of beer. Then he raised the wine glass in his hand to Emily.

"cheers!"

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PS, I went out for a day today and went to the hospital for a physical examination.

In fact, I felt uncomfortable last summer. I often had stomachache, had short-term appetite, and didn’t want to eat anything. However, I took it seriously at that time. Later, my body became worse and worse, and my body became fatter and I felt that this was not good, so I bought a treadmill to run at home every day. I lost about ten kilograms in three months, and my grades were very gratifying.

But in March and April this year, my stomach hurt again and I couldn't sleep all night long. I had no choice but to go to the hospital for gastroscopy. It was found that it was superficial gastritis. By the way, I also had a physical examination, and the results were a little surprised - fatty liver, gallstones, stomach problems, excessive blood uric acid... There are many messes that I don't know what it is. So I learned from my mistakes, decided to adjust my work and rest, and exercise every day.

I used to stay up late to write and like to eat midnight snacks. I didn’t go to bed until six in the morning and got up at twelve noon. Later, I felt that my body was getting worse and worse. Sometimes my feet would feel a slight pain, my body was weak for no reason, and I felt weak and sweating.

After a physical examination, I realized it very much and decided to say goodbye to the bad habits of the past. So I returned to my normal schedule, and I insisted on running and doing sit-ups every day.

Today, I went to the hospital for a physical examination after adjusting my schedule for half a year. The results I got made me very happy. Many abnormal indicators in the past have returned to normal, and some abnormalities are very close to normal standards.

Now I have lost nearly 20 kilograms, and the thinness is different from the photos on my ID card.

I feel that nothing is more important to individuals than health.

So friends, the novel is good, don’t sit in front of the computer all day long. Take an hour every day to find ways to exercise and stay healthy, for yourself and for your relatives and friends.

I wish you all a happy reading and good health!

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