Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

In 2019, Huaxia Kingdom, Songshan Shaolin Temple.

Going up along the dark blue stone road, there are continuous ancient trees on both sides, verdant and verdant.

The front floor of the temple covered with brown and gold glazed tiles is covered with sunlight.

"Huh!"

"Hey!"

A group of lay disciples, dressed in yellow training uniforms, were punching in unison under the guidance of the monk.

Inside the temple, the sandalwood was fragrant, the smoke was lingering, and the light suddenly dimmed.

More than a dozen disciples, under the leadership of the Zen master, recited Buddhist scriptures and meditated peacefully.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple opened the door and entered, his eyes swept over the Zen practitioners.

After a while, he muttered to the people around him:

"Why isn't Ye Chen here?"

"The abbot is talking about the kid who played football at Manchester United? He has finished his meditation this month, he is packing his bags in the dormitory, and he is about to go down the mountain."

The abbot nodded and said: "Call him to the conference hall, I have something to say to him."

In the dormitory of lay disciples.

Ye Chen was sitting blankly in front of the TV, his eyes glazed over.

As a time traveler, he stabbed Lou Zi as soon as he got off the ground.

"From this station, a month ago, during the U17 match between the Huaxia team and the Neon team, a serious brawl occurred. Now the result of the punishment from the Football Association has been released."

"According to the announcement, Ye Chen, the U17 player of the Huaxia team, was permanently expelled from the national team for taking the lead in attacking the players of the Neon country. The relevant leaders of the Football Association emphasized that this vicious..."

A shadow appeared on Ye Chen's handsome face.

His body trembled slightly, his throat moved.

In my mind, the image of the East Asian Youth Championship once again emerged...

Ye Chen is a new football star in China, and was introduced into the youth training of Manchester United's u17s. This incident caused a huge sensation in the country.

He was called back to China in the summer to participate in the East Asian Youth Championship.

In a match against the Neon Country, the Huaxia team, with rough foot skills, fell behind 85-0 in the 3th minute of the match!

Ye Chen, who is playing as a right winger, has very few chances to touch the ball, not to mention scoring goals.

89 minutes.

The Huaxia Kingdom, which is aggressively pressing on, has an empty defense.

The Neon Kingdom seized the opportunity to counterattack and formed a single sword!

Forward Kameda-kun drove straight in with the ball. Facing the goalkeeper of Huaxia, he pedaled a bicycle and passed cleanly.

Desperate eyes appeared on the faces of every Chinese player.

will be entered again...

The defender Fu Huan, who was chasing back, had already given up. He spread his hands heavily and complained to his midfield teammates: "How did you defend! Let them penetrate so easily!"

After Kameda-kun passed the goalkeeper, he didn't shoot.

He actually stepped on the ball on the goal line, put his hands on his hips, and laughed arrogantly!

And greet the teammates around you to come over, high-five and celebrate!

The audience was in an uproar!

This is too arrogant!

Kameda-kun deliberately stepped on the ball on the goal line, with provocative eyes, while high-fiving his teammates, he looked at the Huaxia national defender Fu Huan who gave up chasing back.

"Hey, come grab it!"

in fact.

He only needs to poke lightly with his toe, the ball rolls forward for a circle, and he can cross the goal line and score a goal.

But he doesn't!

He just wanted to use this method to humiliate the Huaxia players!

It's like a murderer who puts a knife on your neck and rubs it back and forth, but doesn't cut it!

However, what can Huaxia's u17 players do?

Everyone stepped on the ball on the goal line...

Kameda-kun is still enjoying the pleasure of torturing his opponent.

A white shadow rushed over!

It's Ye Chen!

He ran all the way back from his position in the middle circle of the front court.

Everyone gave up, but Ye Chen didn't give up.

Especially seeing Mr. Kameda celebrating on our goal line, Ye Chen's lungs are about to explode!

My dear Huaxia teammates, you are chasing back.

In his previous life, Ye Chen sneered at the lazy style of the Huaxia senior team.

I didn't expect the youth team to do the same thing after time travel!

Ye Chen couldn't get angry, he flew towards the direction of the ball with a shovel.

Kameda-kun heard the wind behind him, and quickly poked the ball into the goal, and the ball went in.

But he was also turned over directly by Ye Chen from behind!

"what!!!"

A scream like killing a pig!

Kameda-kun covered his ankle and rolled on the spot.

The referee showed Ye Chen a red card!

"Deserved!"

Ye Chen stood up from the ground, and hugged the ball out of the goal amidst the fierce gazes around him.

He knew that shoveling someone from behind was an immoral sporting behavior.

However, it was the bastard of the Neon Kingdom who disrespected the opponent and provoked first!Must give him some color to see.

Received the red card, I also recognized it!

The members of the Neon Kingdom immediately surrounded Ye Chen, chirping and yelling.

The Huaxia team, seeing Ye Chen being besieged, ran over shouting.

These boys played badly, but they were very united in fighting.

In a football match, accidents are easy to happen when people gather together.

Soon, it turned into a court brawl!

Especially Ye Chen, who is full of vigor, swung his arms and threw away several players from the Neon Country who were besieging him!

After the brawl subsided.

The leaders of the Chinese Football Association believe that this incident has caused a bad influence internationally and damaged the image of China.

The instigator of the dispute, Ye Chen, should be banned for three years!

Li Tong, the leader of the team, spoke up for justice.

With anger, he blew his bangs upwards, "At that time, Ye Chen was the only one chasing back. Even though he knew the ball must be scored, he didn't give up."

"And what are our other team members doing? Just based on this, I personally like Ye Chen!"

After a period of mediation, Li Tong came up with a new idea.

He suggested that the Football Association sent Ye Chen to be sent to the Shaolin Temple in Songshan for three weeks of meditation.

Use the Dharma to cultivate your body and mind and control your anger.

In this way, Ye Chen meditated all day long in Shaolin Temple.

Days are like years, and my buttocks are almost full of hemorrhoids.

Ye Chen originally thought that the Football Association would revoke the three-year suspension for him after his meditation practice was over.

But never expected,

Today, on TV, I heard the announcement that I was permanently expelled from the national team!

Ye Chen clenched his fist tightly, wishing he could smash the TV with his fist.

If I do it all over again, I still want to shovel Kameda!

"Ye Chen, the abbot invites you to the meeting hall." A monk knocked on the door and came in.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple is sitting on a nanmu chair, holding Buddhist beads.

Below are Ye Chen and his disciples.

"Ye Chen, after three weeks of practicing meditation, how do you feel?" The abbot looked at him lovingly.

The abbot was very concerned about this 17-year-old young man, and he didn't treat Ye Chen with colored glasses just because he was sent here for a fight.

"Thank you abbot for your care, I have learned a lot." Ye Chen was expelled from the national team, feeling depressed at the moment, and didn't say much.

"You don't need to thank me," the abbot stroked his gray beard. "In the future, you can't be so reckless in the national team. This is why Coach Li Tong sent you here."

Ye Chen frowned, and a rush of blood surged into his heart.

"Abbot, did I really do something wrong? It's obvious that people from their Neon Kingdom..."

"Stop talking, Ye Chen!"

The abbot interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and said seriously:

"Although you are only a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple, you must remember that you cultivate your mind and cultivate your nature when practicing meditation. Peace is the most important thing in everything, and you should never fight with rough people!"

In front of everyone, the abbot once again emphasized to Ye Chen:

"If you are still so reckless, you will be expelled from the national team sooner or later."

Ye Chen was startled, then sneered and said:

"Abbot, don't you watch TV? I've already been expelled from the national team, and permanently!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Chen stood up in awe, dragged the suitcase, and walked out of the gate of Shaolin Temple.

In the mountains, a gust of cool wind blew, and a few dead leaves fell off, floating on the stone road on Ye Chen's descent.

Just like Ye Chen's heavy heart.

Ye Chen saw at the corner of the gazebo, the abbot of Shaolin Temple was standing there, holding a Buddhist bead, looking at him with a smile.

"Abbot, why are you here?" Ye Chen asked in surprise.

The abbot walked out slowly and went forward to meet him, "Come on, I'll take you down the mountain."

Along the way, the abbot just walked with his hands behind his back and his head bowed, without speaking.

Ye Chen glanced at him a few times, and couldn't bear it anymore.

"Master, I'm sorry, I..."

"Ye Chen, well done, beat him up!"

Ye Chen:? ? ?

"Master," he was a little confused, "what did you just say?"

"I said you did a good job," the abbot said with an angry look on his face, "I watched the live broadcast of the game. Nihong is too deceitful. You should beat him to death!"

The abbot's sandbag-sized fist hit his palm, making a loud crackling sound.

Ye Chen scratched his head, "Hiss..."

"Master, you were in the meeting hall just now, why didn't you say anything?"

The abbot smiled sheepishly.

"Isn't that in front of all the disciples, I want to put on airs, now only the two of us can tell you the truth."

While speaking, the abbot took out a string of Buddhist beads from his pocket.

Putting it on Ye Chen's wrist with his own hands.

"After passing the stone plaque in front, you will go down the mountain."

"You still have a long way to go in life. I hope you will not forget your original intention and forge ahead."

"This is the prayer bead that I have consecrated. Take it with you to keep you safe in the future."

Ye Chen raised his hand, held it in front of his eyes, and stared at the Buddhist beads on his wrist.

Ordinary brown sandalwood beads, connected in series with thin wires in the middle.

Shaolin Temple Supermarket sells 30 yuan a bunch.

"Master, have you really consecrated it? Don't fool me, you..."

"Master?"

Ye Chen looked up, but the abbot was nowhere to be seen.

At the gazebo, a bird fluttered its wings and passed the pine trees with strong roots.

A long silence followed.

The sky is getting darker, and the mottled shadows of dusk are reflected among the rough particles of the bluestone slabs, and the light and shadow flicker.

Ye Chen felt a chill run down his spine, and hurried down the mountain dragging the box.

His wrist felt numb for a while.

"Crack!"

"The host is bound, the Shaolin football system is officially activated!"