The office building of the LION Club is only two floors.

The interior decoration is not luxurious, but as soon as you enter the hall, you can see various trophies displayed on the walls of honor on the left and right, which has a sense of history.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't look closely, led by an Englishman, they came to the second floor, and met some staff members in sportswear, walking hurriedly, as if they were preparing something.

Pushing open the office door, the Englishman leaned forward slightly, doing enough etiquette.

Zhang Xiaojian and his entourage walked in, and in addition to Long Yiming and Wang Sheng, who had gray hair and smiles, there was also an office that could be regarded as a British style.

Stepping on the neat carpet, Long Yiming warmly greeted the four VIPs to sit down.

Then Wang Sheng was introduced to the four children.

I heard that Zhang Xiaojian was very young before, but this meeting... Wang Sheng, who has always been able to keep up with young people and often pop up Internet buzzwords, likes young culture, but how many young people can afford to play football?

So he glanced at Long Yiming and remembered what the president had said to him before, okay, I really believe in you.

When I came to the football club, in addition to simple greetings and politeness, the topic naturally shifted to football.

"Little sword, do you like that team?"

Zhang Xiaojian was open and honest about this: "Manchester United. ”

The answer is not surprising, as Manchester United, as the world's most lucrative club, does have countless die-hard fans.

"Oh, if you know, you need tickets, but it's hard to get a ticket for the Manchester derby in a few days. ”

Gao Qingsong said with a smile: "President Long bothered, the trustee bought it two months ago, and the location should be not bad." ”

"That's what I'm worried about. Long Yiming said and said, "How does it feel here?"

Zhang Xiaojian said: "Very good, I was really hungry on the way here just now, and I took two mouthfuls of Xinjiang skewers." ”

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The small talk didn't last long.

Of course, Long Yiming will not say straight to the point, hoping that Zhang Xiaojian will join the LION club, because he is not sure whether Zhang Xiaojian is interested in being a football club, but he knows that Zhang Xiaojian is not only patriotic, but also not bad for money.

So next, it's a sumptuous Chinese feast.

Not far from the club, in a fairly upscale Chinese restaurant.

The waiters in the restaurant are all from China, wearing cheongsam, and their appearance is not good, but they are not short.

The decoration in the private room is very distinct, not only rockery and flowing water, but also what seems to be an antique cultural play, of course, these must be fake, but it does not prevent it from setting off a classical atmosphere.

A woman presented a pipa song for everyone, Zhang Xiaojian understands music, but he was a little surprised to hear it, because the piano skills are good, this song is particularly good, but I don't know the name of the song.

It didn't take long for the meals to come to the table.

It is all classic Chinese dishes, and the four of Zhang Xiaojian who ate it were full of oil.

Sure enough, foreign food is fresh, as a person from a big foodie country, this foodie stomach still has to be the best taste of the food of the foodie country.

Full of wine and food, and happy.

Long Yiming only showed his fox tail at this time: "By the way, Lao Wang tonight, is there a LION competition?" ”

Lao Wang looked at Long Yiming so naturally, so he had no choice but to nod: "Well, a friendly match." ”

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THE VENUE FOR THE FRIENDLY MATCH IS, OF COURSE, THE FOOTBALL STADIUM IN LION CITY.

It's just that it's too much worse than the imaginary gymnasium, not to mention being on par with Old Trafford, Zhang Xiaojian feels as if it can't even be compared to the gymnasium of the Red Tiger.

The old facilities, the slag of the wall, everywhere are a little old, but the stadium is overcrowded, most Chinese people came here, and some even held up a big sign, on which a Chinese player appeared, called Chen Feng, who looks not good, but looks black and strong, and there is a slogan written about who is competing with the front, which reminds Zhang Xiaojian of a Hong Kong star.

Zhang Xiaojian asked curiously, "What is this?"

Long Yiming said: "Our LION star player, the future football superstar. ”

Zhang Xiaojian opened his mouth slightly and didn't speak, because in fact, he was stimulated by Huaxia football, and he no longer believed that Huaxia could produce any stars.

Even if Wu Qiuwang seems to be playing well with Espanyol now, there is still a long way to go to equate it with a superstar.

And because the club owner and executive director came together, Zhang Xiaojian and others certainly didn't have to buy tickets at the door, and even took the VIP channel.

It's just that this VIP channel is too VIP, so it's better to buy a ticket to enter, because there is some water seepage in the channel, and there is a musty smell.

But after walking out of this passage, there was a sudden brightness in front of me.

Although the infrastructure is poor, the turf that can meet the FA standards cannot be bad.

Coming to the special VIP seat, the greenery in front of him made Zhang Xiaojian feel better about the dirty mess of this stadium before, he sat down, but he was looking forward to this low-level game, and which future Chinese football superstar was more optimistic than Long Yiming.

It didn't take long.

The field, which could only seat less than 10,000 people, was full, and soon the referees came on, and soon the players appeared, and at the sound of a whistle, this friendly match of the English First Division began.

"Our team, so many Chinese?"

At a glance, Zhang Xiaojian not only saw Chen Feng, who had a lot of fans, but also saw a tall guard on the guard line who was also with black hair and yellow skin.

There is also one person in the midfield, but he is short and looks extremely immature, like a college student who has not yet graduated.

There are actually three starters in the league club in England, which makes Zhang Xiaojian a little surprised.

"They are our pride. After the club owner Wang Sheng said a word, the short Huaxia Zhongchang received the ball at this time, and actually came to a flexible Marseille maneuver.

Then he sent a high-quality straight stopper, and the Chinese striker named Chen Feng showed extremely jaw-dropping physical fitness at this time.

Apparently the opponents also knew that he was the central figure of the LION team, and the two tall England defenders immediately tangled with him, but they did not have the upper hand.

Chen Feng used all the strength of his body to get rid of them, and the powerful explosive power made him immediately rush up and quickly pull away.

The atmosphere of the audience was ignited at this moment, and Zhang Xiaojian felt the tsunami from the British stadium for the first time, and he couldn't believe that this was the sound that 10,000 people could make.

And what made him even more unbelievable was that Chen Feng was not only explosive, but also lightning fast, he not only chased the football, but also used a ball to pass the last defender of the opponent's back line cleanly and beautifully.

Without giving the goalkeeper any chance, and without entering the penalty area, Chen Feng picked up his thick legs with great confidence, and with a burst shot, the ball made a dull loud noise.

The goalkeeper stood motionless with the ball hanging high in the upper right corner of the net.

After the goal, Chen Feng added fuel to the fire and ignited the atmosphere of the whole stadium, he went to the nearest fan to the sidelines, drew a rectangular square with his fingers, and sketched it.

What kind of bizarre celebration is this?

Zhang Xiaojian didn't understand, but he saw the two gray-haired old men sitting next to him, and stood up excitedly, waving his fists like happy children.

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