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After returning home, Luo Guangming's son Luo Feng said to his father.

Luo Guangming, who has always been not very approving of his son's football, did not immediately refuse this time, he seemed to be in deep thought.

As a pseudo-fan familiar with the European League, he certainly knows the history of Qin Goode's debut: the biggest big thigh in Chinese football officially joined the Dalian Academy at the age of 13, entered the Manchester City youth team at the age of 15, and entered Cottages again at the age of 17......

His son is only 12 years old, which is the right age to start, not to mention that he still has a certain foundation.

"Okay, Xiaofeng, dad supports you," Luo Guangming finally nodded, "Let's go back and persuade your mom to go." ”

Like Luo Guangming and his son, there are probably many people who have a passion for football because of the excellent performance of the national team, but how many people can persevere until they become one of them, who knows?

As Ferguson sat down in his office and prepared for a new day at work, his assistant coach Muhrensteen brought him news that had left him in a bad mood for the rest of the day.

"Qin is injured," Muhrensteen said, holding a fax from the Chinese Football Association, "was tackled in the back by Shinji Kagawa, and he will have at least five days of rest, and he will definitely not be able to play in the next round of the league against Wigan Athletic." ”

"Oh......" the old lord let out a sigh, "damn the East Asian War!" Is this game intense? Shinji Kagawa's strength is actually not weak......"

Mulenstin hesitated: "It should be considered very intense, there are players on both sides, and Kagawa is off the field because of the red card...... The final score was 9-0......"

Ferguson was stunned, he plucked out his ears: "I heard you right, right?" Can Japan score nine goals against China? Was Goode-Qin overturned by Kagawa in the first place? ”

"Oh no, Jazz," Mulensteen helped the old man turn on the computer screen and found the British media report in three seconds, "he was injured before the end of the first half, but before that, he scored five goals in 20 minutes......"

Ferguson opened his mouth, his gaze was a little glazed, he looked at the report, and finally spat out only three words:

“oh，my-god……”

Since it was only a skin injury, Qin Gude took the opportunity to apply for a few days of vacation and returned to Dalian with Ether and his family.

"This place is much better than the imperial capital!" The little girl Lübeck saw the beach of Dalian and basked in the sun.

In mid-September, Dalian has begun to gradually shift from summer to autumn, but there is still a lingering heat of the summer, and you don't have to worry about colds and colds on the beach for a noon day, and you don't have to worry about sunburn.

In the past few days, the tabloid reporters in Shenyang have been busy, they are lurking around the Qin family with various equipment, and they are also playing the role of various passers-by, frantically filming everything they see.

If...... If they can successfully photograph "Chingoode Beach Excitement* (Harmony)* Convex" like their German counterparts, then their fame can spread all over the world!

The only regret is...... Qin Goode's little girlfriend looks quite iconic, but the hills on her chest still need to be developed......

Qin Wenbin's hospital has been on the right track after a year of operation last year, and with the help of his son's great name, he has quickly occupied a part of the market share, and in less than two years, he is even ready to expand the scale of the hospital and start the construction of the second phase of the project.

As long as Dean Qin shouted, "I want financing, I need money," not only the entrepreneurs of Dalian City, but also the entire Liaoning Province and even the imperial capital were willing to sponsor him, and he had already gotten rid of his economic dependence on his son -- of course, if his son severed relations with him, those funds would be withdrawn as soon as possible, and his hospital might not even be able to repay the first phase of the loan.

On his first day back in Dalian, Qin Gude made a suggestion to his family: "Find me a private physiotherapist, preferably with both Chinese and Western medicine, and if you know English, it would be better." ”

"You're bringing it to England?" Qin Wenbin understood his son's intentions for the first time, and he immediately nodded, "Give me a little time, and I'll contact you." ”

"It's easy to say that the money is good, as long as the level is enough, it is not a problem to give three or five hundred thousand a month." Qin Gude waved his hand very casually: even if he pays 10 million a year, he can fully afford it now, as long as he has real talent and learning, he can reduce his illness to a minimum.

In fact, in his mind, the most suitable candidate is, of course, his own grandfather Qin Yuanshan. It's just that the old man is old after all, and Manchester is not a warm area suitable for retirement, so he never mentioned it.

Qin Gude originally went home to recuperate, but the leading officials at all levels who heard the wind lined up to meet and comfort him, and the official positions of these people made him feel big when he heard it.

So he simply hung up the exemption card, claiming that his injuries had worsened, and no outsiders were seen.

Then he received a call from Ferguson.

"Your injuries have worsened?" The old man was clearly in a hurry.

"Uh......" Qin Goode didn't expect the manager who was far away in Manchester to pay attention to these news, he explained with a smile, and then made a promise, "I will return to the team soon, boss." ”

Although Qin Wenbin is usually very busy, he can't even find time to watch his son's two games in the Bird's Nest in person, but he is still very efficient when handling business.

Qin Gude met with the candidate recommended by his father two days later.

"This is your Uncle Langshan, and his son Lang Guangjun." Qin Wenbin helped him introduce, "Speaking of which, he can be regarded as my father's junior brother." ”

The corners of Qin Goode's mouth twitched slightly: Dad, are you reliable? I'm 21 years old, and I've never heard anything you talk about...... Besides, our family is obviously an ancestral Chinese medicine tradition, and I haven't heard that the old man has accepted apprentices!

"He is your second uncle's apprentice," Qin Yuanshan seemed to see through his grandson's thoughts, and patted him on the shoulder, "You have been abroad for the past few years, of course you have not had the opportunity to meet." ”

"Oh," since they all said so, when the grandson could only accept such a setting, he stood up and stretched out his hand to the other party, "Uncle Lang, I want you to take care of it in the future." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Lang Shan smiled, "By the way, senior brother, my son's business...... Did you tell Goode? ”

Qin Goode's gaze fell on Lang Guangjun.

His smile suddenly froze on his face.

Although it had been more than 21 years since he had been reborn in this world, he was still familiar with the face in front of him.

This is his face 21 years ago!

What a terrible encounter!

Qin Gude's will was shaken in an instant, and he even doubted his existence.

Who am I? Whose body do I occupy? Where did he go? Or does he not exist in the first place?

Is it a two-person soul swap? Or is it some other bloody plot?

However, the expression on Lang Guangjun's face was not too abnormal, he just lowered his head slightly and said hello to him.

"What year are you from?" Qin Goode's voice almost trembled.

"You two are very fateful, he is two years older than you, and both are on August 15." Sun Xiaoying explained to her son, "He finished college in Changchun, and he has nothing to do in the past two years, how about going to the UK to be your companion?" ”

Her words weren't so direct, but Qin Gude had already heard the meaning.

Nothing to do in the past two years?

"Do you write novels?" Qin Gude suddenly asked an inconsequential question, "Web novels? ”

Lang Guangjun was stunned for a moment, and then looked at his father.

He didn't think that his father would tell such a "shameful thing" to the national hero in front of him.

"I've written a little, but I've never made a penny," he finally nodded, though a little embarrassed, "and...... Just reconciled by the starting point ......"

Qin Gude almost gritted his teeth: "Tell me your pen name." ”

"......" Lang Guangjun hesitated to answer him, "My pen name is True Wolf Soul, and I'm not even a ...... writer on the street now."

"You can help me write an autobiography," Qin Gude barely restrained the feeling of dizziness and patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "I'll let the starting point give you the best recommended position, Zhou Zhou's homepage is closed!" (To be continued.) )