When a Buddha is dressed as cannon fodder

Wuyou and Duan Congyong lived in the Blue Bay Hotel. Although it was farther away from the shooting location, the security was incomparable to that of the previous business hotel.

Back at the hotel, Duan Congyong said to Wuyou: "Xiaoyou, there may be more people who want to sign you in the future, so don't be fooled by them."

"Oh?" Wuyou raised his eyebrows slightly, "You also think I shouldn't be in the sports circle?"

"If a coach in the sports circle wanted to sign you before you became famous, I would not object. But now that you are well-known in the entertainment circle, and the momentum is just right, it is really not suitable to give up halfway. The vanity fair in the entertainment circle is becoming popular quickly, It gets cold very quickly, and when you go to the sports circle and come back, you may not be as popular as you are today."

Duan Congyong analyzed to him that although Wuyou is very talented in sports, it is obviously too late for Wuyou to enter the sports circle at this age.

Moreover, the risks in the sports industry are much greater than those in the entertainment industry. Wuyou is not facing professional talents, which is why he is highlighted exceptionally.But these advantages may not be so obvious when compared with top athletes.

If you stay in the entertainment industry, you can still market a sports genius, but if you don't achieve results in the sports industry, you may be greeted with some cynicism and doubts.

Unexpectedly, after Wuyou heard this, he smiled and said: "It's not impossible."

"Huh?" Duan Congyong looked at Wuyou suspiciously.

"There is a saying that children are not allowed to make choices, but adults should choose all of them? Why should we be obsessed with choosing one or the other?" Wuyou said leisurely, with a pair of bright black eyes twinkling like stars.

Duan Congyong suddenly discovered that his own artists seem to be able to shine, so dazzling that people can't help but want to follow them.

At this moment, Duan Congyong believed the person in front of him for no reason—his artist was the best in the world, and only others couldn't do it, and his artist couldn't accomplish it.

Duan Congyong calmed down after the enthusiasm in the second year of middle school, "Do you want to sign a contract with them? But your schedule for the next few months is full, and I'm afraid you won't have time to train."

"Contracts are tied, I don't like this form. But if you can compete with the strong in this world, it's not a bad idea."

Duan Cong Yongfo, "As long as it doesn't hinder your schedule in the entertainment industry."

Anyway, as long as Wuyou is not a professional athlete or player, winning is icing on the cake, but losing doesn't matter too much.

The two chatted for a while. Duan Congyong planned to order food. Wuyou is too popular recently and the topic is too high. He may meet reporters at any time when he goes out. Dinner is basically settled in the hotel room.

Just at this time, Fu Junheng called.

Duan Congyong glanced at it, and took it carefree as if nothing had happened.

"Ayou, open the door."

Duan Congyong went to open the door, and saw Fu Junheng carrying a food box at the door, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Why is Mr. Fu here?" Duan Congyong asked politely.

"I went to Shen Yuan for dinner today, and I packed some Vegetarian dishes, which Ah You likes to eat."

"Boss Fu really has a heart, but the media has been watching closely recently, and Boss Fu has to be careful when going out, don't be entangled by the media." Duan Cong said bravely.

"I have a way of getting out, don't bother."

Duan Congyong felt like a light bulb here, so he had to find an excuse to leave.

Wuyou prefers to eat Shen Yuan's food, some of the vegetarian dishes have a unique flavor, but the price of Shen Yuan's dishes is too expensive, Wuyou usually doesn't eat it himself, unexpectedly Fu Junheng still knows what he likes to eat.

Played a football game this afternoon, Wuyou was hungry now, so he casually said: "It's really a blessing to my stomach to have friends like Fu Shao."

Fu Junheng was amused by his words, "It's just your stomach's blessing, so could it be your blessing?"

"Ha, on Fu Shaofu's side, it is of course my luck to have such a wealthy friend to eat, drink and live with me."

"How dare I treat you as a lifelong friend, but you treat me as a meal ticket?" Fu Junheng laughed angrily.

"I didn't say that, Young Master Fu misunderstood." Wuyou smiled playfully, and began to eat unceremoniously.

Fu Junheng sat on the sidelines watching him eat, and chatted with him about today's game.

"I didn't expect Ah You to play football so well. Have you learned football before?" Fu Junheng asked intentionally.

According to his previous investigation and understanding, Wuyou should not have had the opportunity to come into contact with football since he was a child.If shot put and high jump can be explained by talent and physique, but football is a bit unreasonable. Football needs a certain foundation to play so proficiently.

Wuyou thought for a while and said, "I learned a football-like activity by chance."

"what activity?"

Wuyou: "Cuju."

Fu Junheng: ...

"Did you learn it while filming?"

Wuyou has acted in costume dramas before, Fu Junheng is not sure if there is Cuju in it.

But this time, Wuyou didn't answer his doubts, but slyly replied with two words: "Guess."

Fu Junheng: ...

A few days later, Tian Bing really called Wuyou and invited him to watch the game together.

It happened that there was nothing to worry about at night, so I agreed with Tian Bing's appointment.

As a result, Tian Bing gave him a brand new jersey and sneakers when he entered the field.

Wuyou raised his eyes to look at Tian Bing, Tian Bing pretended to be serious and explained to him: "Put on your team uniform and follow me into the field later, otherwise they won't let you go to the competition area if they see that you are not wearing a uniform."

"Then it's the same for me watching in the auditorium."

"Vip positions have been sold out, other positions are not good, and you can't see the stadium clearly. You can come with me to help me make suggestions. Don't worry, if you don't want to play, I won't force you, I will tell them you are Our team's reserve players." Tian Bing explained.

Wuyou is dubious, the football field is so wide, there is not much difference between the coach's area and the spectator stand.

The game started quickly, and the spectator stands were not full, only sparse spectators.

As expected, few of Coach Tian's words were true.

Tian Bing's players were really not good at the game, their physical strength was weak, and their reactions were not very good. At the end of the game, the score was 3:0, and Tian Bing's side was zero.

"They are too aggressive with the newly signed foreign players. Damn, they can't guard against them!" An off-field player said angrily.

The strength of the opponent is really good, and the cooperation between the players is also very good. On the other hand, Tian Bing's side, the fit between the players is not good, and the goalkeeper is not strong. In the last 20 minutes, he still did not score a goal. .

Tian Bing watched them miss scoring opportunities again and again, and felt heartbroken, "You guys are in terrible form today! You can't even win a provincial team, how will you meet people when you go out in the future?! Fuck! Zhang Yang, are you Pig, you don’t even know that the goal is still waiting for your mother..."

Wuyou saw that he had been agitated and frantic, and occasionally uttered some vulgar words, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and persuaded him: "This is just a friendly match. Friendship comes first, and competition comes second. Coach Tian, ​​don't worry, don't be anxious. disturbed."

Tian Bing: ...

God damn friendship first, competition second, isn't the meaning of the competition just to strive for the first place with all your strength?Let it go, let it go, what more!

It so happened that a player was injured on the field and was carried away on a stretcher by the medical staff.Tian Bing looked at the remaining substitute players, and turned his gaze to Wuyou: "Xiaoyou, why don't you go! Anyway, there is not much time left, so let's try it out."

"If I lose, wouldn't Coach Tian want to scold me bloody?" Wuyou said quietly.

Tian Bing smiled embarrassingly, "No, no, anyway, this is just a friendly match for kicking and playing. It doesn't matter if you win or lose, just let go and play. If you lose, I will scold them and they will definitely not scold you. "

Anyway, the outcome of this game is basically a foregone conclusion now, no matter how powerful the players are, it is difficult to get back the 3:0 situation in just over ten minutes.

"I'm not your player, is it okay to join your team?" Wuyou asked again.

"It's okay, it's not a formal game anyway, you can just go and play, and teach them how to score goals on the spot." Tian Bing said, and he also became a little excited, hoping that Wuyou can restore the scene in the variety show a few days ago God skills.

It just so happens that he can also take advantage of this opportunity to see how much potential Wuyou can play against professional players, and whether there is any value in cultivating them.

Worry-free kick-off score.

Tian Bing:! ! !

The audience in the auditorium who haven't recovered from the intermission:? ? ?

what just happened?

"Player No. [-] of the red team scored a goal! Go straight to the kick-off!"

"Awesome, is that a substitute?"

In the next 5 minutes, Wuyou scored another goal.

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone stopped talking and playing with their mobile phones, and all stared at the court.

"Grass! It's number seven again!"

"What happened just now? How did I score another goal in the blink of an eye?"

"Player No. [-] scored again!"

"Who is that player? Why does he look familiar? Have I seen him?"

"I also feel familiar. Which team did he belong to before?"

Just in everyone's doubts, the game continued, and everyone stared at the court, not daring to blink their eyes, for fear of missing a wonderful moment.

"Damn it, this is definitely a dark horse! The field will be his from now on. Look at his speed, there are afterimages."

"Is this kind of speed really possessed by humans? His legs and feet are too flexible. The problem is that he is still so thin and fair, and he is completely different from the surrounding players."

"He's skinny, but he has a sense of speed and strength. Damn, he's so agile!"

"Record it now!"

"This kind of genius is just a substitute. It's unreasonable. Isn't Tian Bing stupid?! There is still one minute left. If this genius is played earlier, the red team will definitely win."

Tian Bing clenched his fists and cheered hoarsely towards the stadium. He regretted it very much now, why didn't he let Wuyou play earlier?Such a big baby, he let people sit on the bench for so long!

The morale of the players was also boosted because of Wuyou scoring two goals in a row. In the last few minutes, the game has gone crazy.

What friendship comes first and competition comes second has long been forgotten by everyone. Now everyone is trying their best to enjoy the final game.

In the last half minute, Wuyou scored another goal, and the two teams drew.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! This can be evened up! A god!"

"Oh oh oh oh……"

The audience was ebullient, the audience, the audience on the stage all stood up, applauding, applauding, shocked, the atmosphere was pushed to the extreme.

"It's even tied! I'm not dreaming, am I?" Tian Bing shook the substitute player at the side.

The dumbfounded substitute: "It's tied, there will be overtime soon."

The game finally ended with 5:3.

Tian Bing rushed forward, holding Wuyou's face in his arms, and was about to kiss her.

Wuyou couldn't resist his enthusiasm, so he quickly stretched out his hand to block it, and this scene happened to be recorded by the camera, and it was broadcast live through the sports channel.

The reporters who came after hearing the wind blocked Wuyou in the stadium to conduct interviews:

"I didn't expect you to be worry-free. Your game today was really great. I also watched the live broadcast. It was so exciting. You have such a great talent in sports. Have you ever thought about becoming a football star? ?”

Wuyou replied to the reporter: "I don't have any thoughts on this at the moment, I signed too many contracts, and the liquidated damages are too high, I can't afford it."

Reporter: "I saw someone say that you are an athlete who was delayed by the entertainment circle, and you will have greater achievements in the sports circle. Do you think so?"

"No, it's not actually sports that I'm best at."

The reporter was aroused by him and asked, "Then what are you good at?"

Wuyou smiled slightly, and skillfully made a one-palm salute: "Buddhism."