Green Life

Chapter 48: Humane reward

　　 If this is a history book, then the following text should be written: Billowing Torrent was completely rewritten when a teenager was sixteen years old, he strangled his fate with one hand, and waved goodbye with one hand.

　　 I want this day, I can’t cover my eyes again,

　　 I can’t bury my heart if I want this place,

　　 If you want this **** and Buddha, all will disappear~

　　 If it is a fairy, at this moment, he has become a demon!

When he saw the ball hit the goal net, his blood was boiling, and he could no longer maintain the calm and indifferent for many years. With his ferocious eyes, he unconsciously waved his hands and screamed in the huge sound of the stadium. Now~

　　 charged towards that dazzling red!

　　M.Hard18! The name flying on the back has been written into the annals of the Premier League forever!

　　 A wave of diehard fans in the corner kick zone stands out, like a huge ship full of hope, ready to carry the newborn sun!

　　Makqin roared and jumped up and plunged into the crowd~

　　 "Ah~"

　　 Countless people slapping on his shoulder, countless hands stroking his hair, his ears are noisy, and he can't hear anything!

　　 "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu his

Isabella looked at the young teenager who could still watch a little on the TV, and shouted in a bursting way. She didn't know what he was shouting, but she felt so shocked that she would never be able to erase his shadow in her heart. ~

　　Old Haiwei and Marco sit on the sofa at home and smile at each other~

　　 "Goal~~~, Mark Ha~de~~", the other players on the field swarmed towards the wild boy.

　　 "Oh yeah~" There were so many hands stretched out in the bar that suddenly there was a lot of beer on the ground.

Duan Xuan was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He spoke with the fastest speed in his life and said excitedly: "Makqin Makqin Makqin~, the goal is made~, he made history, he set the record for the youngest player in the Premier League to score. In his debut, Makqin blasted Taylor's door in the 23rd minute of the game! There is no better result for him! Let us congratulate him, he has an unparalleled The beginning of the game! This goal not only caused the Birmingham defense line, which had been supporting the entire game to fall, but also allowed Mark Qin to kick his future!"

Benitez clenched his fists with both hands and shook a few times. After Alonso's injury, the impact on the team was too great. Maybe he might be left behind during his absence. He is under great pressure. If this match is tied, all events will be tied for three consecutive times.

　　 He looked at Maqin surrounded by crazy fans and teammates, and felt relieved that he did not let down the opportunity he gave him, and even did better than he expected.

　　The way of heaven is forever, humanity rewards hard work!

Because of his love for football, because of his persistence in football, more than 1,300 days and nights, countless boring and repeated training, this is the reward for his hard work, this is the appreciation of his persistence, only hard work Will bear fruit.

　　 Makqin got out of the siege of the fans, and his teammates put their arms around him and slapped him on the head.

　　 "Mark, good job!"

　　 "Good job, Mark!"

　　 "Thank you"

　　Hu~, Mark Qin breathed out a sigh of relief and looked at the majestic stadium, feeling extremely secure. He belongs here, his dream is here, and his heart is here.

　　 He was very fortunate that after the incredible time travel, he found the pulse of his life, as if he belonged to this place, and the past decades are all for the glory of this moment!

　　 The cameras swarmed around him, they all knew this was big news, and the Premier League record was rewritten!

　　 hammered his own chest at the fans, where there was the club emblem, which once again detonated the fans. He turned around and trot all the way until he came to Benitez and hugged him.

　　 "Thank you, coach!"

　　 Benitez doesn't know whether to put down his hands, he is really not used to hugging.

　　 "Thank you for giving me the opportunity"

　　 Benitez patted him on the shoulder, "Good job, Mark"

　　 Mark Qin smiled heartily, and when the referee was about to run towards him, he ran back to the court. Benitez pushed his glasses and felt a little warm.

　　 There are seven or eight minutes left in the game. Just two minutes after kick-off, Benitez replaced Benayoun with Carragher. This is Benitez, 541, you really have it!

　　 Steve Bruce looked helpless, he shook his head and sat back on the coach's bench. There was no hope for this game...

　　 After researching, I didn’t expect a brat to appear in Liverpool, who thought he could take advantage of Alonso’s.

　　 Counterattack is not Maekqin's strong point, so after he got the ball, he took the ball and dragged the time. Really seeing the opponent is about to kick, he kicked the ball to the opponent's baseline with a big foot.

　　 "Toot toot...", the referee blew the whistle at the end of the game in one minute of stoppage time. The fans stood up and applauded. Liverpool beat Birmingham 1-0 at home and the important thing was to get three points.

　　 Gerrard walked over and hugged Maqin tightly, "Mark, well done, come on!"

　　 Mark Qin patted his back, "Steven, thank you for your support. I hope to contribute my strength to the team."

　　 "Yes, you are great right now", Gerrard rubbed his hair, "Go accept the cheers of the fans"

　　 "Hi, Mark?"

　　 Mark Qin turned his head and saw Old Taylor was wearing his jersey, "You played great today, exchange a jersey?"

　　 "Thank you, Tyler, I'm just lucky." Mark Qin took off his jersey and handed it over.

　　Wearing Taylor's jersey, he clapped and thanked the fans around him as he walked. This is his moment, he enjoys~

　　 "Mark, what is your mood at the moment?"

　　 "Mark, I heard that you are an orphan, are you really only sixteen years old?"

　　 "Mark, are you confident to be a starter?"

　　 "Mark Mark~"

As soon as he approached the sidelines, Mark Qin was surrounded by reporters, asking a variety of questions. Before answering, Carragher walked over. He pulled Mark Qin to his side and said, "Everyone, Mark will have to take a bath. Go to the interview area"

　　 "Mark, just say a few words"

　　 Mark Qin said with a smile: "This victory is the result of the team's hard work. We have not given up. Birmingham is very tenacious, but we seized the opportunity and the victory belongs to our team."

　　 "Are you satisfied with your performance?"

　　 "I was lucky today, and being able to score a goal is the result of the hard work of my teammates, I just happened to be there"

　　 After talking with Carragher, they walked to the locker room together, and there was a **** fan giving a thumbs up at the passageway: "Mark, great." Mark smiled and gave a thumbs back.

　　 Carragher put his arm around Maqin's shoulder, "Mark, good job, and the response just now is in place, good boy"

　　 "Where is Kirkby's spoils?"

　　 "That's right, haha~"

　　 As soon as he opened the locker room door, he saw a group of bare-butt-and-egg animals playing.

　　 "Look who is back, our little hero!"

　　 "Haha, Sami, don't you scare Mark"

　　 "Hey, you guys should be ashamed, what were you doing in the first game"

　　 "Come on, Jamie, I remember the first time you played, you were so scared to pee your pants"

　　"乀(ˉεˉ乀)幀"

Mark Qin smiled and shook his head, walked to his cabinet, and said while changing his clothes: "Guys, thank you for your compliment. I am still very young. Without your hard work on the court, I would not have scored a goal. Opportunity, this is nothing special, I still need to keep working hard"

　　 "Hey", the horse whistled, "Are Chinese people so humble?"

　　 "No, we like to lie. Actually, I can't sleep at night because of excitement~"

　　 "Haha~"

Three days later it was the away game against Reading in the League Cup. Everyone washed up and went home. They will train as usual tomorrow. This was arranged in advance, so Benitez went to the press conference without going back to the locker room. He was in a good mood today. .

　　 "We played this game very difficult. Recently, our schedule is very intensive. The players' physical fitness is a little insufficient. Birmingham caused us a lot of trouble..."

　　 "Mark? Of course, he is very good. I said it in the preseason, so I am not surprised that he has such a performance."

　　 "Breaks the record? This is a huge encouragement to him and makes him more confident"

"He is only 16 years old and can't fight against the strong guys in the Premier League. So your question is too early. He is our future. He still has a lot to learn. I believe he will become our main force in the future, but not now"

　　……

　　Makqin was taken away by the staff as soon as he changed his clothes. He won the best player of the game and won a bottle of champagne, which was a surprise to him.

　　 In the interview area, Makqin smiled brightly with champagne, especially when facing a flash.

　　 "Hello Mark, congratulations on being selected as the best player of the game. You also scored your first goal in your debut and broke the record for the youngest player in the Premier League. What do you think at this moment?"

"This is really a dream night for me. I never thought I would be so lucky in my first appearance. I want to thank a lot of people. The coaches in Kirkby. They made me, our boss Rafa. , It was him who withstood the pressure and gave me the opportunity, and my teammates, who gave me a lot of selfless help on and off the court~"

　　 "Do you think you can continue to perform like this in the future?"

　　 Mark Qin shrugged, "All I can do is train well, earnestly complete the tactics assigned by the coach, and leave the rest to God."

　　 "Mark, you are now a British citizen, will you represent the UK in the competition?"

Mark Qin was taken aback. He really didn’t think about this problem. It’s a trap. Let’s play Tai Chi. “I don’t know. I have to wait for the national team coach to call me. After all, I only played a game. Not the time to think about this"

　　 Many other players on the first team were also stopped not far away. Most of the questions asked were about Maqin.

　　 "Mark is a good boy. He is very humble and works hard. This is what he deserves."

　　 "He will become a star, he has this potential"

　　 "This is a dream time for him, but the most important thing is that he must maintain a normal heart. The season is still very long"

　　 After finishing the interview, Mark Qin turned on the phone, and the jingle jingle text messages kept ringing. They were all congratulatory text messages. There were too many, so he had to send a group of "Thank you for your concern."

　　 Seeing Isabella and Amin’s text messages, he first called Amin and told her that he was walking outside, and then immediately called Isabella.

　　 "Hi, Cher, did you watch my game?"

　　 "Well, watching the live broadcast in the dormitory, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, your performance is great, congratulations"

　　 "Thank you, your praise makes me 10,000 times happier than others"

　　 "……"

　　 "Sher?"

　　 "Well, still there"

"what happened to you?"

"……It's nothing"

　　 "Xue'er, I miss you~"

　　 "...Me, me too", the last three words are simply mosquito hum.

　　 But Maqin still heard it, and a huge joy hit his heart, "I...want to see you~"