Ice Shooter of the Green Field

　　 "Why are you playing football again? Didn't you say that you are going to eat at my mother's place last week!"

　　 There was a female voice on the phone, Qi Ce patted his forehead, and quickly hid to the side of the court with his mobile phone, for fear of being heard by his teammates: "Heart language, I'm sorry, I forgot... Then I'll come over now?"

　　 "Who wants you to come over in sweat! Playing football, kicking football, kicking football! You only know how to play football all the time, let's get married to football!"

"I……"

　　 "I don't want to think of a way to earn more money when I'm 30, just use it for a lifetime!" The other party scolded angrily and hung up the phone.

　　 Qi Ce hurriedly called back, and was directly hung up twice, and then hit the third time. This time it was finally blocked.

　　 "Hey..." With a heavy sigh, Qi Ce looked at the rejected message on the phone and wondered how to please her.

It’s not a big deal to say that it’s a blind date. The other party is the daughter of his father’s former colleague. She had known each other more than ten years ago and had never been married. So it was a matter of course that he was matched by the father, and just tried this. tried.

　　 It's just that the other party has not been married, and I heard that he met a scumbag. Qi Ce has heard about this, but if he didn't ask about it, it was a knot in his heart.

There was a sudden burst of cheers on the court. He looked up and saw that his gate was broken again by his opponent. It seems that the ball was also lost. Today is really a Mercury retrograde. Qi Ce sighed again and took a few sips of the mineral water at hand. , Alleviate the depression in the heart.

"What's the matter with you today!" When I got home, I couldn't help but swear. My mother Zhang Huafang waited until her son came home, and the criticism meeting began. At this time, my father would usually look at the cigarette with cold eyes, and his eyes were full of hatred for iron and steel. .

　　 It seems that she has brought the lawsuit to the father's side again, Qi Ce smiled bitterly and shook his head, but also couldn't blame others. He forgot that it was indeed his fault.

In the middle of the night, the chattering mother and the silent father were already asleep. Qi Ce returned to his small room and tapped the keyboard twice. The sleeping screen was awakened, emitting a slight blue light, illuminating Qi. Ceze's half body.

　　 It seems that the whole world is very dark and quiet, except for the small amount of screen light with the lowest brightness in front of him, the faint noise of the computer cooling fan, and the quartz clock overhead. Qi Ce glanced at it, and he was about to point to the number 1.

　　 is twenty-nine years old.

　　At this time, there will always be some inexplicable sighs.

　　 Looking at the football manager's game on the screen, Qi Ce felt bitter. The football dreams of his youth had long been shattered, and he wanted to reproduce it in the game. As the game gets more and more updated, it becomes boring.

　　 When playing Football Manager before, Qi Ce had a habit of adding a database to establish himself, putting all his real information into the game, and then making up a fictional past experience into the game, playing with a sense of accomplishment.

　　 But the game is ultimately a game, and as he gets older and older, the real data is no longer meaningful. Qi Ce himself doesn't want to use the "veteran" who is on the verge of 30 years old at the beginning of the game.

　　 Therefore, there is still a football manager 2008 in the Qice computer. This is probably the best generation of works for him. Well, in terms of age, it is indeed the best. That year, he was sixteen.

　　Although it was very late, Qi Ce still opened the game database in a ghostly way. After repeated operations for countless times, Qi Ce was already familiar with the road.

　　 Position: Forward, after a brief thought, Qi Ce decided to return to his old line of business.

　　In terms of attributes...

　　 Since I have chosen this way, I simply choose the data that best suits my abilities-this is also a very familiar operation.

　　 When Qi Ce was young, it was not that he had never struggled for his dreams. For this reason, his father Qi Jiantuo, an old acquaintance introduced him to Chongming Island, which is an alternative pure land of Chinese football.

　　The football base built by the former head coach of the Chinese national team Xu Gangbao, who is more than 60 years old, has produced countless talents and is struggling for all aspects of Chinese football. Qi Ce is one of them.

　　 Now Qi Ce works as a youth coach in a football training base. In fact, he is also bringing children to the bottom. The salary is not high, but he likes this job. To this day, the identity of a player at the Tongbao Football Base is still his golden signature.

　　 Everything is set up, Qi Ce clicked to save, but an option he had never seen before popped up.

　　 [Does it bind to itself? 】

　　Because he was too familiar with this database software, Qi Ce didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just an option such as overwriting archives, Qi Ce subconsciously chose yes.

　　 The computer screen instantly turned black, the originally dim room lost its only light source, and the whole world turned black.

　　 Qi Ce's heart sank, fucking? Power off? The time to set the character is not long, but it also has to be considered carefully. This time the effort just now was in vain.

　　 The computer restarted, and Qi Ce looked at the nostalgic windowsxp operating system in front of him inexplicably, with a bunch of question marks in his heart.

　　 Why is my win10 downgraded? Dropped directly to XP?

　　 It is not only the operating system that is downgraded, but also the display, which is wrong! There are also consoles, computer desks, chairs... and even beds. The only thing that has not changed is the old wardrobe at home that has been used for almost 20 years. It just changed its location. I bought a treadmill a few years ago in order to make room for it. The wardrobe was removed from the position.

　　 It is conceivable that the wardrobe is back in place and the treadmill is gone.

　　 his eyes returned to the big **** monitor with a sense of age, and he finally turned it on after a long time.

　　 Monday, January 1, 2007, 00:01.

　　 Qi Ce Teng stood up, turned on the light, and suddenly opened the closet. There was a mirror inside.

The stature is shorter, the hair on the top of the head is a lot denser, the slightly slack face becomes tight again, the beard that has not been taken care of for two days is also retracted, and the face of the middle-aged who is about to enter his 30s is much more tender. Suddenly dreamed back to the boy.

　　 This is a dream...

　　 Qi Ce stared at himself in the mirror, using some usual methods, and then determined that he was not dreaming.

　　 In short, this is what happened. Qi Ce Chuan went back to 2007, the sixteen-year-old flower season, although, it was not that flower season.

I vaguely remember that in 2007, the 16-year-old Qi Ce faced the first important decision in his life, whether to continue playing football or go to high school. At this time, Qi Ce had been practicing with Bao Football Base for three years, but his studies were also Didn't get too far, barely admitted to an ordinary college.

Taking into account the situation of his football specialty, the school he studied at that year hoped to recruit him. At that time, the high school football game in the city was very important to the school. In the end, he chose to continue his studies and helped the school win the city. champion.

　　 So, am I going to re-experience this life now?

Qi Ce didn’t have much joy after crossing ~www.wuxiahere.com~ but a little sad. The football dream probably began to shatter from that year. Later, although there was still a chance to go on, the past few years are too important. It's all wasted.

　　 The road to football is not easy. After the parents recognized the reality, they sent themselves back to high school. Even though Xu and Bao, the old coach of the Yubao base at the time, stayed for a while, they still respected their parents' decision in the end.

It’s hard to say that the parents’ decision is wrong. The first football elimination rate is too high. One year ago in 2007, Xu Gangbao’s Shanghai East Asia Football Club was established. In 2006, the club participated in the Chinese League Two. During this time, Qi Ce was a spectator. There is no hope of entering the first team.

　　 The second is that the domestic football environment is not good, which is a key factor for parents to make the final decision.

　　 A lot of memories came to his mind, Qi Ce sat down again with a complicated mood, what would happen even if he came back? He himself has no power to change this status quo, and dreams can still only be dreams.

　　 But, it seems good to do something else? Qi Ce wondered about the earth-shaking changes that had taken place in his own half of his life, and he knew what had happened during this time, wouldn't it be...

　　 Qi Ce's brain couldn't receive so much information for a time, so he lay on the bed, but after a while, something even more incredible happened to him.

　　 A stadium appeared in his mind. It looked very shabby, but it was extremely real. It's like controlling the other one who is watching VR, this feeling is very strange.

　　 Walking through the short corridor, Qi Ce controlled himself to walk into the court. It was an artificial grass court. Like most seven-a-side courts outside, there were tall guardrails and no stands.

　　 Qi Ce could see a sentence hanging in the air.

　　 [Welcome to the world of football growth system]