Vol 7 Chapter 120: Talent of debut in C

Never doubt the size and fanaticism of Zhou Tiancheng’s fan base. In China, there may be Barcelona, ​​Real Madrid, Arsenal, Liverpool, Milan duo or Juventus fans. Every time they reach the Champions League or Germany, they will be torn on the Internet, but as long as In the event of Zhou Tiancheng, the two parties will automatically stop cease-fire in unison.
Of course, there is never a shortage of a cyber mob called Shuizi, even if many of them dare not rashly commit Zhou Tiancheng, unless they are a kind of brain remnants who are scolded for fun, they will not dare to compete with Zhou Tiancheng. The huge fan group is the enemy, and it will not be boring, no matter whether it is on or off the court, Zhou Tiancheng basically has not provided such people with spray points.
This is the reason why Zhou Tiancheng can quickly search every time he posts a Weibo. His fan base is huge, but because he does not update the activity of a Weibo for a few months, he can really pay attention to his Weibo for a long time. Bo dynamics must be diehard fans.
After this video is sent, you can see the wind direction represented by more than 100,000 comments within half an hour below Weibo.
"Front row sofa! Speed ​​watching the daily life of the great god. See why my family Chengda can become a god, not leave the ball during the holiday, play with his son during the day and continue to play at night..."
"Upstairs is dirty, your number is gone. My family Cheng Dafa this video, shouldn't you focus on the little guy? Downstairs to keep up, I want to see how the talent of Xiao Fuxing said."
"Okay, let me tell you the truth. In these few minutes of video, I have smelled the next generation of king."
"The brother upstairs, as a fan of Chengda, said conscience, is it really good to kneel and lick? Chengda still needs this? Xiaofuxing seems to be only two years old? It's just a two-year-old child... how could he Can be so good!"
"The speed of response is too strong, and when you are a few years old, you are absolutely invincible."
"The talent of c debut, there is a kind of child who insists on calling others..."
"After watching this video, look at the guy next to me who is still clamoring for milk. The labor and management almost couldn't help but toss him on the buttocks." The fastest update novel Qiqi https://
"Mini Ronaldo's opponent is here! Haha! Dad duel, Zhou Tiancheng is stronger than Ronaldo. It seems that there is no suspense. The next generation of talent... Mini Ronaldo does have a genetic gene, but this can only prove that his dad lost. Injustice, if nothing unexpected, the gene PK should still be a victory for Zhou Tiancheng."
After playing with the little guy for about half an hour, Chu Yunling came over and interrupted. The sweat was already on his head, and Chu Yunling was interrupted.
Zhou Tiancheng is actually quite helpless. He originally wanted to teach his son more. Although the little guy does not yet understand any consciousness and technology, but at this age, the things he tried out by himself are the easiest to become subconscious The deepest thing is the correct response of the subconscious.
He just deliberately had a rhythm change. Xiao Fuxing's performance made him very satisfied. In his current situation, it is too difficult for him to catch the ball with his feet, but he can react for the first time when he is deliberately distracted. At the top, even though he went aside, it was enough to surprise him.
But at this time, Xiao Fuxing was unhappy and started crying, shouting loudly with his mouth open: "Sugar...sugar..."
Zhou Tiancheng held him in his arms and patted his head gently: "Haha, sugar, so to speak, go, baby, let's eat sugar."
Chu Yunling was unhappy, but after recording the video to Zhou Tiancheng, she basically said nothing in the afternoon.
Zhou Tiancheng saw this posture as a mess, but he didn't want to continue the cold war with his wife. The key is that he didn't know what wrong he had made!
"What's wrong, wife, this expression is always bad, look at this mouth, pouting higher than Xiaobao."
Chu Yunling turned his head to look at him, and turned his head away, without looking at him, so he said: "So you want your son to continue to play football? Have you asked me my opinion?"
Zhou Tiancheng froze for a moment, showing a bit of a wry smile, because of this, but he also understands, after all, it is a child fucking, few mothers can really support the child to play football, but Zhou Tiancheng knows that he can’t say it explicitly, otherwise it’s direct. It’s not impossible to get kicked out of bed, but can only laugh:
No, our children like to play with the ball, just play with him. Hey, don’t you say it, Xiao Fuxing may be really there Talent, he may be better than me in the future."
"That won't work either." Chu Yunling's attitude was firm, without any discussion at all.
"This is the talent for the debut of c. The eyes of the crowd are sharp."
Chu Yunling turned her head away at this moment. Zhou Tiancheng watched a drama. How could he know that he was poked directly on the head by his wife's finger: "I still don't think so, just look at it and show it. You have a kick at home. Not enough? What is good about being a star?"
"Huh? You didn't say that before."
"How easy it is to play football. I don't want my son to have studs on his legs. The knees and ankles are fixed with steel nails. The ligaments are broken and connected..."
Zhou Tiancheng quickly reached out to stop him: "It's done~EbookFREE.me~ What's this? It sounds like I'm playing a ball and I'm going to die, you see I have been injured several times over the years."
"You haven't been hurt a few times, every time you were seriously injured. Remember when you played Real Madrid in Madrid when you were in Schalke? I was almost scared to death. I don't want to worry about my son in the future. "
"but……"
"Think about it for yourself." Chu Yunling dropped this sentence and fell asleep directly.
Chu Yunling said this, Zhou Tiancheng can understand, but he still plays with his son these days. Accurately speaking, the little guy is entangled with Zhou Tiancheng. When Dad is away, he can only play by himself. Although he is young, he also knows that his mother is not interested in his hobbies. Only Dad can play with him when he is. .
Before starting to play, Zhou Tiancheng did not announce the "reward and punishment" system like yesterday, but held Xiao Fuxing and asked: "Son, Dad will give you a chance in the future, maybe there will be a chance to play ball every day. good or not?"
The little guy clapped his palm in excitement and smiled happily.
"But you have to be a little more obedient in front of your mother. I want to play with my dad at home after playing ball. And you see how my dad does it-use your feet instead of just using your head."
Xiao Fuxing didn't understand it at all, but he still enjoyed playing the most basic game with Zhou Tiancheng.
Watching the children having fun, Zhou Tiancheng really flashed such a thought in his heart, should he let his son try?
He can’t guarantee that his son’s talent must be better than his peers, but the little guy really likes this, and now he is playing for Manchester United. Compared with sending Nizamet to the Dortmund youth camp, he obviously has a higher quality near the water platform. what……
In fact, there are so little signs, his son should not lose to a teenager who came out of the desert!