It is very convenient to get from Chaoshan area to Shenzhen, and it only takes about 4 hours by bus. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info If you take the light rail, you may not need it for 2 hours, of course, if you want to take the light rail, you have to book a ticket. Normally, if you don't do it a week or two in advance, you can think of it as a dream.

As a result, Yan Feng and the Emperor could only sit on the bus and stagger for 4 hours before arriving in Shenzhen. However, this journey is not long or short, and it is also a good experience for Yan Feng, who has never been far away.

When the high-spirited Yan Feng followed the emperor to stand at the gate of the club with simple luggage, Yan Feng opened his mouth wide and was a little dumbfounded, and he couldn't even care if his luggage fell to the ground. Looking at the so-called club in front of him, Yan Feng was very suspicious that he had been trafficked.

Looking in from the dilapidated gate, there is a huge club, garbage is flying everywhere, the only football training ground is overgrown with weeds, and there is no figure for half a day, and it looks like a depression. How can there be any imaginary professional clubs?

"Brother Yi, is this the legendary Shenzhen Football Club?" Yan Feng looked at everything in front of him, pointed to the door and turned his head to look at the emperor, almost speechless. He thought the team would be broken, but he didn't expect it to be so broken.

"Yan Feng, this is indeed our club! Look, the few big characters on the gate are not the Shenzhen Red Diamond Club?" The emperor was very helpless about this. But he still pointed to Yan Feng to the plaque at the door.

"Brother Yi, are you sure this is a club, not an abandoned place?" Yan Feng followed the Emperor's fingers, and sure enough, he saw a few big words of Shenzhen Red Diamond Club. But he was still a little afraid to accept this fact.

"Hehe, it's deserted. It can't be helped, the team is so difficult, and the administrator is gone at the end of the season. The Emperor could only smile bitterly.

"Brother Yi, are you sure you need people here?" Yan Feng expressed great doubts that the team could afford to hire people.

"Of course, how could I invite you here?" said the Emperor very calmly.

Yan Feng didn't know if his choice was right this time, but he had already come here, so he could only choose to believe in the Great Emperor.

Yan Feng followed the emperor to the club manager's office, and after the emperor introduced the situation to the general manager Li Hong, he finally finalized Yan Feng's work contract after discussing for a long time. Yan Feng, who was scorched by the club's tragic situation, signed it without thinking much after seeing the salary of 2,000 yuan a month on the contract. He's here for football, not for money.

After the emperor and general manager Li Hong watched Yan Feng sign, they looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction. Then the emperor took Yan Feng to the dormitory, and by the way, introduced the team's environment and Yan Feng's scope of work.

Came to Yan Feng's dormitory, the dormitory of the appliance manager and environmental administrator in front of him. One room with all but one bed is a room full of clutter. Yan Feng looked at the environment and it didn't matter, no matter how dirty it was, it wasn't that he hadn't touched it, who called himself a cleaner?

"That's all there is to it, you know the scope of work I introduced to you now, right?"

"Well, Brother Yi just said too much, I didn't remember it for a while. ”

'Don't rush, take your time, just remember that whatever you see no one doing is what you have to do. Yan Feng, you are the hope of the team, I am optimistic about you. ”

After speaking, the Great Emperor patted Yan Feng's shoulder, and without waiting for Yan Feng to open his mouth, he ran away in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the disappearing emperor, this speed is really worthy of the former Golden Boot winner. It's still quite interesting.

Even if you come, you will be safe, you will work everywhere, and it is not that you have not done it if you are dirty and tired. I actually came here for Chinese football, of course, there is nothing to worry about. Put your luggage away, tidy up your room by the way, and by the time everything is busy, it's already noon. After looking at the time and touching my hungry stomach, it was time to go to the cafeteria to eat.

But when Yan Feng finally found the club cafeteria, he wondered if he had made a mistake. Looking at the huge empty canteen, the tables and chairs have been covered with a thin layer of dust, and there is not even a ghost. What about people? What about the cafeteria? What about the good meal?

Could it be that he made a mistake? Yan Feng withdrew and looked at the two big characters above the door--cafeteria. Exactly?

"What for?"

Suddenly, a hand patted Yan Feng's shoulder, startling Yan Feng. Hurriedly turned around and looked, it turned out that the emperor didn't know when he came to his side.

"Huh, Brother Yi, when did you come? Yan Feng patted his chest, it's good to be human.

"Yan Feng, what are you doing here?"

"I was hungry and came to the cafeteria to eat, but I didn't even see a single figure. Look at the two words on it, it should be a canteen, right?" Yan Feng said to the Emperor, pointing to the words above the door.

"It's the cafeteria, yes. The Emperor glanced at it and said. "By the way, I forgot to tell you. The chef and nutritionist of the team also left a while ago. Now there is no one to cook in the cafeteria. ”

"Isn't it? Where am I going to eat?"

"Look inside, see if there's anything else to eat, and you'll be done. I'm a little hungry too. ”

The two rummaged through the cabinets in the kitchen, and after searching for a long time, they found two packets of instant noodles, two eggs, and a few frozen rotten vegetable leaves. No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat, so you have to eat them. After another busy meal, the two of them finally filled up half full.

After that, Yan Feng began to live as an assistant who was more of a cleaner than a cleaner. Doing hygiene, mopping the floor, doing everything, tired like a dead dog every day. Then it took a few days to cut the grass on the pitch short and flatten the field. If it weren't for Yan Feng's own cultivation of flowers and plants at home, and sometimes he would be hired to weed the park square or something, he would really not be able to do anything now.

Yan Feng watched the training ground return to the appearance of the imaginary middle court, and he was very proud in his heart, he always did something related to football.

"Yan Feng. Suddenly, a voice sounded, and at the same time, a hand was on Yan Feng's shoulder.

"Wow. Yan Feng turned around and saw that the Great Emperor didn't know when he was already standing beside him.

"Brother Yi, can you stop being so elusive all the time, okay?"

"It seems that you have done a good job, and you deserve to be the person I value. ”

"Brother Yi, if you call me here, won't you just let me do hygiene? It's also about hygiene, it's not as good as when I was in my hometown. "From the first day I came to the club, I was a handyman who had to do everything.

"Of course not. But until the team finds the right people, it's all up to you. ”

"Brother Yi, you're not going to fix me, are you?"

"How is that possible? You're the one I like best. The Great Emperor looked at Yan Feng with a serious expression. "I didn't give you any work on football during this time because I had to think about how I could bring out your talent. ”

"Then Brother Yi, have you thought of it?" When it came to his football dream, Yan Feng also became serious.

"Of course, don't look at who I am? The Emperor said very sacredly.

"I've figured it out, with your physical gifts, your task is simple. When the team assembles and trains, you just have to do everything you can to knock those players out of the air. Thinking of the pain of the players in training, the emperor felt extremely relieved and expectant. As the head coach of a team, there is nothing more enjoyable than to torture the players to the point where they are not human, and at the same time improve the strength of the team.

"Guaranteed complete task. After finally determining his task, Yan Feng was full of fighting spirit.

"Of course, you still have to improve your abilities before that. lest I be thrown into the hands of those who have lost me. ”

"Brother Yi, how can I improve myself? I haven't received formal training before, so I don't have any idea what to improve!"

"Well, you'll know soon!" After speaking, the Great Emperor smiled mysteriously, which made Yan Feng have an ominous premonition.

After this conversation, Yan Feng began a painful and happy life.

Every day, after doing all the chores of the club, the emperor let Yan Feng hit the tree, saying that he wanted to train his impact power. Of course, during the meal time, he also served as a chef to cook for a few people who were still in the club. In this way, Yan Feng had to hit himself dizzy every day against the tree, he felt very painful, but in fact, the tree was even more painful.

After hitting for a while, the Emperor asked Yan Feng to attack the trunk of the tree very secretly with both hands while colliding, whether it was a light stab, a hard twist, a wild pinch, or a deep slash, as long as he could think of small movements. Straight to Yan Feng's hands, whether it is fingers, the back of the hand, or the palm of the hand, there is no good piece of meat.

After that, the emperor would always add various requirements and various trainings from time to time. In the evening, he also opened a small stove for Yan Feng, and found a lot of videos of famous defensive villains to watch. For example, Pepe, De Jong, and the one called Materazzi.

The dirtier the action, the better, and the more obscene the action, the more you have to learn. These things made Yan Feng almost feel that he was about to surpass normal people. Is this training to play football, or is it training to play people?

In this way, for more than a month, the emperor was training Yan Feng strictly every day (Yan Feng thought that torture was more appropriate), and Yan Feng was training the big and small trees in the club every day. This continued until the team began to assemble for training, when the trees in the club wept in the wind with joy.

When the players returned to the club, they were stunned by the trees and couldn't believe what they were seeing. All I could see was the trees in the club that had been destroyed to the point that they could not form trees. Either the waist is broken, or the trunk is full of holes, and no tree is intact anyway. I haven't heard of any strong winds blowing in Shenzhen during this time, how can it be like it has been destroyed by a tornado?