Chapter 67 – Hypothyroidism -2
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“Dae~~Korea!!”
The referee blew his whistle as the crowd cheered. A Chinese player preparing for the kickoff immediately sent the ball to the midfielder, but the midfielder could not touch the ball and it slowly flowed to the center back.
“And… My fucking chest gets grand.”
I looked at him and shook my head.
Even if I closed my eyes and played soccer, I think I would do better than that.
Uh… ? Shall we try it?
After thinking, I immediately closed my eyes. I started widening my senses. The sound of the crowds filling the World Cup stadium disturbed my ears.
“Dae~ Republic of Korea!”
“Brother… Have you seen another woman?”
“… You were also watching Jesus.”
“Is that the same as that?”
“… “
“And… Is it a true story at the level of Chinese kids?”
Eliminate the noise of the crowd, which is a disturbing factor. Now all I could hear was the sound of the ground.
“Jesus type! Receive!”
In that short time, I heard the sound of the armed Gongbi senior, who neutralized the Chinese attack, handing me the ball.
Goof-
Even with both eyes closed, I could feel where the ball had arrived. I just put my feet up and trap the ball.
After passing the oncoming Chinese player.
“Brother-! Pass!”
Pass toward the Korean player entering the infiltrate!
Bang-!
Quick-!
Huh? What?
I carefully open my eyes at the sound of something being smashed. A Chinese player holding a precious part and shedding tears caught my eye.
“Huh-Huh-Turn it off-“
As soon as I saw the Chinese player who was unable to speak properly and was dripping with tears, runny nose and saliva, I immediately called the referee urgently and waved my hand to send medical staff to the Chinese bench.
“Referee! Referee!”
The referee ordered the game to be stopped, and medical staff were urgently dispatched from the Chinese bench.
The scene was replayed on the billboard.
The moment I caught the ball and was about to pass, the Chinese player raised his leg and did his best to block the pass route. Unfortunately, the ball headed there.
What. No problem.
You were scared because you thought it was a red card.
Let’s smile at the fact that it’s not a red card. My face was caught on the screen.
Then, the Seoul World Cup Stadium, which had been filled with cheering sounds, was enveloped in silence.
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[Title: The Lord Jesus is not human.]
Fuck. Tell me in advance I am neither Korean-Chinese nor Chinese. On the contrary, he is proud of being one of the typical Koreans who hate Chinese people and shout “Cheongjjangjukjjang”.
(The scene where Jesus Joo hits a Chinese man with a soccer ball and laughs. Gif)
Still, as a single male, after watching that scene, I couldn’t help but be astonished. This bastard, the Lord Jesus, had none of the basic human compassion.
(Photo of the Lord Jesus synthesized with God.Jpg)
(Season number 38 – 39 season record: 21 games, 43 goals, 5 assists.Jpg)
(Jesus 39-40 season record: 24 matches, 34 goals, 13 assists.Jpg)
Yes, he is not human.
He is the god of football
Because he was a god, he had no human emotions!
└ Then, was it a divine punishment to hit the bug?
└ (Surprised! Con)
└ This bastard will be retired sooner or later because he accumulated a lot of karma.
└ I’m worried. Compared to last season, this season’s performance has declined.
└ … It’s not that the grades went down. The grade of this sentence depends on how much discipline is received;
└ Maybe it’s because he’s a disciplinary striker, he gets punished and returns to the game haha
└ HahaWho named the disciplinary striker? Well done
└ Jesus hyung talked like that in the community haha
└ You’re crazy
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5 minutes in the first half.
Considering that the game was stopped, it was actually around 1 minute. An armed Gongbi collapsed in a rough tackle reminiscent of China’s Shaolin soccer.
“Jinsu hyung!”
“Such an asshole!”
As the excited Korean players rushed in, the bench cleared in an instant. While the referee blew his whistle to calm the players down, I sneaked up to an unknown Chinese player who was screaming and gave a zero-inch punch to the stomach.
“Bangzseu-! Don’t sell me!”
A player who grabs the stomach and stumbles forward.
Even though one more person was knocked down on the ground, no one paid any attention.
After some time, the commotion calmed down and the referee found a Chinese player lying on the ground. The referee, who communicated with the VAR room to find out what was going on, gave the player a verbal warning to quit Hollywood action when the VAR room said there was nothing wrong.
“Look here, this place is right!”
The Chinese player, who was unfair at the referee’s words, took off his uniform and pointed at the area where he had been hit. However, the place he pointed to was intact without a single wound.
The referee, who carefully looked at where the player was pointing, sighed and gave the Chinese player a yellow card for taking off his uniform and warned him once again.
“You’re fine, don’t fake it.”
“No! And! It’s unfair and I’m going crazy!!”
I nodded my head as I saw the Chinese who even shed tears and appealed for resentment.
A technique that does not injure, only inflicts pain. That is the Jesus style martial art that I have honed and polished.
By the way, a person named Jinsu could be a real armed Gongbi, and even after being hit by Shaolin soccer, he came back to the ground intact.
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[Ah… Do the players know that this is a friendly match? The game goes through a lot.]
[This is a big deal. Korea! Joo Jesus is lying on the ground.]
[In the beginning of the game, Lu Xun, who was hit in the precious place by Joo Jesus, gets a yellow card. It is suspected that it is not an act of retaliation, but it seems that the referee only gave a yellow card because it was a friendly game.]
[Lord Jesus, holding his face in pain… I’m laughing… Yes… ]
[Uh… A lot of things happened in the game where Joo Jesus was fouled and fell down and laughed. Please, I will pray for you to pass safely this time.]
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I got up from my seat holding the arm of my friend Seok-jun Ko, who played as a left winger in this match.
“Are you okay?”
“Hehe- uh, foul play is fucking thrilling. It’s always new every time I get hit!”
When I smiled and held my hand, Ko Seok-joon made a startled expression. Why does everyone flinch when I laugh?
I thought Yuna was cute. I guess I only have Yuna.
The game resumed with a free kick, and the free kick was, of course, mine.
“Can I give you a fake?”
“Hey, you and I are standing and of course you think I’m kicking, do you think you’re kicking?”
“… Chew “
Ko Seok-joon, who was hit by a fact and his lips came out, headed to the penalty area.
I saw the goalkeeper of the Chinese national team with a very nervous expression. Perhaps because the Chinese national team has so many beaten matches, once he is selected as the Chinese national team goalkeeper, he wakes up and his skills grow rapidly.
If I don’t know about the ability under my feet and only the ability to save, wouldn’t it be better than an unknown senior who is in charge of the national team’s goalkeeper?
Come to think of it, I need to find a promising goalkeeper…
No matter what kind of hole you fill up, there is no end to it?
Is this like pouring water into a bottomless dock?
Anger welled up in the depths of his heart.
How much more do I have to do!
He poured his anger into the ball and hit it hard.
Cuckoo-!
Caang-!
A powerful, punchy shot hit the golfer, deflected and crossed the goal line. A thunderous roar was heard in the World Cup Stadium, which fell silent for a moment due to the tremendous shooting.
“… Whoaaaaa!!”
When the Korean players tried to run at me, I shouted.
“Fuck! Bring the ball! Are you going to be satisfied with just one goal?!”
Hearing my voice, Ko Seok-jun quickly grabbed the ball from the opponent’s goal and ran to the center circle, and I lightly pointed at the sky with both hands as I returned to the center circle.
Fuck the world. No matter how hard you try, I will definitely break the curse this time around.
And not long after When Go Seok-joon, who will later move to Dortmund and continue the lineage of the Korean national team winger, was carried away by China’s rough tackle, I apologized for throwing candy to the world.
Sorry. Please don’t be fooled…
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[Title: Real-time Jesus-type fuck-up part.]
(Jesus Joo shouting bread to the players who are about to run for the ceremony.Jpg)
It’s a spirit that drives double desires without any top or bottom.
└ Wow… Dog is cool
└ To be honest, there should be a brother like this in Korea where seniors and juniors are disciplined.
└ Joo Jesus did a lot of good things, so I was good at it… You have no manners.
└ Did the orphan receive home education? ^^ We need to understand.
└ You seem to be an orphan who brings up other people’s unfortunate past, but by any chance…
└ But Jesus-type, why are you running so many bad comments these days?
└ There must be a lot of people in their twenties who get 1.5 billion won a week, so their stomachs are upset.
└ There are so many fools in the world haha
└ If you see a malicious comment, capture it and report it here (Jujesu Malicious Comment Center.Com) If you report it 5 times, it will send you a chicken as a gifticon.
└ Ah, I was the only one who tried to suck honey, but I’m sharing that.
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I could clearly see the Chinese players cowering after my goal. Just catching the ball made me tremble and laugh at the sight of two or three clinging to each other.
For the next 10 years, I will make you pee just by looking at the Korean national team uniform.
“Jesus type!”
Dong-Jun Kim, a promising prospect who had recommended Utilike, infiltrated the empty space created by Marksman clinging to me.
Toung-
In a situation surrounded by marksman, I calmly sent the ball into the space where Dongjun Kim was running with a heel pass using my heel. Kim Dong-jun, who arrived in the penalty area in an instant using a compliant first touch and quick feet, suddenly turned the ball back.
“What the fuck! Why don’t you hit me!”
“But you don’t have an angle!?”
Enraged by Kim Dong-jun’s words, I raised my hand and received a pass from the armed Gongbi.
“Jin Soo hyung! Give me the ball!”
“Yes! Jesus type!”
“Baby! Look carefully, even if you don’t have an angle! Whoop-!”
Bang-!
Beating a defensive midfielder who was trying to tackle a clumsily. As it is, kick it hard with your right foot. The ball quickly passed the side of the Chinese centre-back’s face and tore through the net.
Cheolreuk-!
“I’ll hit you once! You have to hit it, but the ball goes into the goal!”
Fuck. What is the expression on your face that you have realized now, are you a striker?
Ah… That’s right, you were a fullback.
Utilike was wrong. Why did you put a full-back in the place where Ko Seok-joon was replaced?
