Chapter 57: The Youth League
At the youth football training base in X City, Li Xiangping was working hard to urge a group of young men on the field to play football, and he couldn't stop shouting: "Tell you to run!" One by one slower than a snail! How to do it, don't be lazy, grab the ball and grab the ball! Don't be stunned on the attacking side! You're running the position! Really, I'm! β
"Old man, although it's winter, it's so angry that it hurts your body." A voice came from behind, which surprised Li Xiangping.
Ever since Ling Feng's sudden appearance in Sao Paulo startled Zhu Guanglu, Ling Feng has become more and more fond of this kind of trick of scaring people behind his back, how to say it, seeing the unbelievable look on the other party's face, Ling Feng has an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
But he didn't want to think about it, Zhu Guanglu and Li Xiangping were also dozens of years old, what if they were scared out of three long and two short?
Li Xiangping was startled when he turned around, isn't this Ling Feng?
"What's the matter, old man?" Seeing that Li Xiangping had taken seven or eight steps back, with a ghostly look on his face, Ling Feng felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart...... It's so cool!
"I don't even know you, you really don't have any conscience!" Ling Feng continued to ravage Old Man Li's heart, which was about to collapse, and put on a resentful look.
Ling ...... Ling Feng?! The expression on Old Man Li's face now is called rich, Ling Feng really regrets that he doesn't want to be an actor.
"You really are Ling Feng!" If the sentence just now is being confirmed, then the earth-shattering roar now is undoubtedly convinced.
Ling Feng hurriedly covered his mouth, this kind of roar and shouting two more loudly estimated that everyone in the city knew that he was back, and it was a trivial matter to be known, but it was a big deal not to be scary behind his back!
It's a pity that Ling Feng's movements are a little slower, at least the young players on the field can hear it clearly, at this time, just when a small player of the blue team is about to shoot, Old Man Li let him shoot with a loud roar, but the ball under his feet has not been kicked out for a long time, and the opponent's goalkeeper has not reacted at all, and the two of them are looking at this side together.
And the ball rolled slowly into the goal......
"Old man, you want to kill me!" Ling Feng let go of his hand and complained.
"You, why did you come back? Aren't you still in Paris? Old man Li's question made Ling Feng very depressed, why are they all this problem, there is no creativity at all, can't you ask in another sentence, for example: "You should also make a phone call before you come back" or something.
"During the winter break, I'll come back to deal with some things, and by the way, take a look at your old man." Ling Feng said with a smile, this answer made Old Man Li very comfortable to listen to, but the next words made him extremely depressed.
Ling Feng's next sentence was: "Look at your old man who is still alive, don't you have rheumatoid arthritis or anything like that at such an age?" β
At this time, the young players on the field slowly leaned over, who still has the heart to play football among China's first stars?
"What do you see? Get back to your place! "Old Li's hair is soaring, he hasn't whistled yet, this group of little rabbit cubs won't kick, what kind of system!
A group of young players looked at Old Man Li pitifully, and then at Ling Feng, although they didn't speak, they just refused to take a step.
"Hey! You still want to rebel, don't you? Old man Li didn't really want to scold them, these were his proud disciples, and he was reluctant to scold, but discipline still had to be emphasized, he made a gesture of raising his hand and slapping and waited for Ling Feng to come up and pull it, so that he could step down.
But Ling Feng stood there stunned and didn't move, winking at himself while laughing, the meaning was obvious: "Sample, if you have the ability, you can fight." β
The pleading in the eyes of the little ones became more and more intense, and Old Man Li had no choice but to put his hand down helplessly, and said with a depressed face: "Gotta get it!" I don't care about you, you can do as you like. β
Ling Feng leaned over, put his arm around Old Man Li's shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's okay to be angry, my reputation is outside, you just saw me and I don't have that virtue, don't laugh at half a catty, don't be like these children." β
After all, Old Man Li is still the coach, and Ling Feng still has to give this face.
Although this is not polite, but Old Man Li is quite useful when he listens to it, Ling Feng is originally a lawless lord, when he first went to see Ling Feng, he didn't let himself eat less turtles, and now that people are famous, they even come to see what they say.
"Okay, okay," Old Man Li pushed Ling Feng away and scolded with a smile: "You little rabbit cubs can see clearly, this big rabbit cub is Ling Feng, I told you a long time ago, Ling Feng can be regarded as my old friend, now believe it." β
"How did the old man speak," Ling Feng pretended to be dissatisfied, "What a big rabbit cub, what you said so ugly." β
"But coach," finally a small player raised his hand, Ling Feng remembered that he was the little guy who didn't shoot just now, probably only 13 years old, "You seem to have told us before that Brother Ling Feng is your protΓ©gΓ©, right?" β
Old Man Li's face immediately turned green, and before he could stop the kid from continuing, he was blocked in front of Ling Feng, "Old man, what are you talking about?" Feelings are advertising on me, right? β
"Hehe...... old man Li sneered, looking left and right to find a reason.
"However," Ling Feng changed his words and said with a smile at the group of young players, "Teacher Li has indeed instructed me a lot of things, and it is almost the same as saying that I am his disciple, that is to say, I am also your senior brother." β
Old man Li wiped off a handful of sweat, it was rare for Ling Fengken to sell him face like this, otherwise as soon as this lie was exposed, then his image would be completely ruined.
"Come on, come on," Ling Feng quickly mixed up with the group of young players, "Let me see how your skills are, and play a small game like just now, can I join the blue team?" β
"Good!" The crowd cheered, being able to compete with Ling Feng was something they had never dreamed of.
Although the red team couldn't be in a group with Ling Feng, they could better understand Ling Feng's powerful attack power, and they couldn't wait to agree.
Old man Li watched Ling Feng mingling with his disciples on the field, and was very pleased to find that Ling Feng had not developed the temper of a big name because of his fame, and he was still so approachable, which was enough.
However, how did he know that Ling Feng's actual age was dozens of years old, and he had seen a lot of ugly and dark things on the court, how could he develop the temper of a big name because of this achievement.
The game on the field began, although they had just played football, but the enthusiasm of the small ones continued unabated, and they worked the field one by one, and this opportunity was hard to find for them.
Ling Feng didn't even change his clothes, anyway, what he was used to wearing was sportswear, not to mention playing football with children and having fun.
However, Ling Feng's play was a bit too much, although the skills of the young men in his group were not in his eyes, but ...... The ball that hits the head always goes in, right?
Ling Feng only needs to be responsible for the long pass in the midfield, almost one pass and one accurate, and after twenty minutes, the blue team has scored a total of five goals, not counting the wasted opportunities.
Ling Feng regretted it a little, he remembered that when he opened the bar "back then", it was the era when live football was popular, and the most perverted hobby of many young people was to change the Chinese team's lineup to be super strong, and then change the Japanese team's ability to be wildly low, not to mention, the height was changed to the lowest 1.48 meters, so basically as long as you shoot the goal, you can score a ......goal, and everyone is saying that it is really not ordinary cool to use Japanese games to ravage the Japanese!
Maybe the only way for people to vent in football at that time was in the game......
Ling Feng couldn't kick anymore, and made eye contact with Old Man Li, and Old Man Li immediately blew the final whistle, just in this short twenty minutes, these little players can also benefit a lot.
After taking a picture with the others, and especially telling them not to leak the news of their return to China after returning home, Ling Feng and Old Man Li came to the office of the training ground.
"Tell me, come to me this time, what's the matter?" Old man Li sat in the chair, lit a cigarette and said slowly.
"I really can't hide it from you." Ling Feng was not polite, picked up the apple on the table and took a bite.
"Nonsense! Don't I know you kid yet? Old man Li said very politely, and the two of them stared at each other.
"Okay, I'll tell you," Ling Feng didn't have the old man to stare at, so he first showed weakness: "I want to borrow your connections to use it." β
"Connections?" Old man Li was very strange.
"Well," Ling Feng nodded: "I want to hold a youth football tournament under 15 in China, and then I want you to select a group of potential teenagers from among them, and I will send them to Brazil and the Netherlands for training." β
Old man Li's eyes widened: "What did you say?" Did I hear me right?! Do you know how much it costs? β
"Nonsense!" This time it was Ling Feng's turn to go back, "Don't worry about money, I have already contacted the clubs in Brazil and the Netherlands, and I also saw the Jianlibao team led by Zhu Guanglu before I came back, and now they have been arranged by me to train in the first team of SΓ£o Paulo, Santana takes it, don't worry about it." β
"Oh my God!" Old man Li sat back: "You kid got rich?" Even if your salary is high enough, you can't spend it like this! β
"You don't have to worry about the money I said, I don't steal or rob, it's natural to make money, do you do it or not?"
"Do!" Old man Li spit out a sentence fiercely: "I finally understand the problem about the disadvantages of the professional league that you said before you left, damn the first A has only been in the third year, and it has become like this, no matter how good the players stay in the country, they will not have a future, you wait, I will contact my old brothers for you, they will definitely support you!" β
"Wait," Ling Feng stopped him, "What are you anxious about when you're old?" I'm not done yet! I know everything in the country, now let them continue to be arrogant for a while, and I will get it all back in two years when my strength is enough, but now is not the time. β
After a pause, Ling Feng continued: "Now is not the time to talk about this, this competition must be in full swing, and you have shown me clearly, this competition does not look at the results, only looks at the people, the purpose of looking for you old guys is to let you separate, game by game, if there are suitable players, they will be poached, the treatment of going abroad is very good, I am afraid that there are not many people who do not agree, don't conflict with those behind the scenes for the time being, I should not dare to make trouble so blatantly, Your task is to keep a good deal out of it, so that those who have the money, the power and the strength do not get involved. β
"I see, but this is a big matter, should you go and say hello to the Football Association?" After Old Man Li calmed down, he thought about it in more detail than Ling Feng.
"I'll deal with the affairs of the Football Association, they shouldn't give me this face, right?" Ling Feng said with a smile: "Those people in the Football Association are just ass worms, why don't they do things that are beneficial?" Not to mention don't spend a penny on them to make a fame and fortune, unless they are stupid, they will not object, but now I need a name, the name of a large company, I can be the image ambassador of the competition or something, but I must not organize this competition in my own name, otherwise I will not be able to account for so much money. β
Old Man Li looked at Ling Feng strangely, he was also very curious about how Ling Feng got so much money: "How much do you plan to invest in this competition?" β
"Two million!" Ling Feng said casually: "Dollars! β
"Plop!" Old man Li fell to the ground with his chair.
Ling Feng asked strangely, "What?" Is it too little? I can have more, and I spent a total of 20 million on the training bases in the Netherlands and Brazil! β
Old Man Li had a complete stroke, so much money, he couldn't earn it in his life, and he didn't know where Ling Feng came from.
Finally got up, Old Man Li gasped: "How can you use so much money?" One million yuan is estimated to be enough, are you used to spending money lavishly in France, running a youth league in China, the cost of holding it is 700,000, and the bonus is 300,000 yuan, plus your reputation and the temptation to go abroad, it is estimated that the money will not be used, I really don't know what you think! β
Ling Feng scratched his head in disdain, his concept of money has never been strong, spending money in France is relatively powerful, and it is at least more than 10,000 francs to buy a set of clothes for Siyue, but it is Djokaeff and their money that is spent.
"As for the company's sponsorship, you don't have to worry," Old Man Li continued: "It's not a problem to pull a few large companies in the world in your name, this is a rare publicity opportunity for them, it is estimated that you have even saved that million, and they will not pay attention to this money." β
"That's right!" The old fox was indeed an old fox, Ling Feng stood up with a shake of spirit: "Why did I forget?" There is just one object to blackmail - Pepsi! β