Fiorentina training pitch.

Rui. Costa's delicate pass to the left was met by Carlos and he slid past a defender with his speed before slotting a left-footed cross into a left-footed cross that Batistuta deliberately slipped in front of the post and Laudrup Jr. nudged the ball into the net with his right foot unattended.

"Well done!" Batistuta and Laudrup Jr. hugged each other and said with a smile: "Brian, your injury seems to be completely healed." ”

Little Laudrup laughed and gave a thumbs up to Carlos next to him.

Carlos opened his mouth, bared a row of white teeth, smirked twice, and walked back, still not too familiar with the crowd.

"Ling has a really good eye, Robert is a world-class full-back," Batistuta laughed, "his pace and his shots are what we do, and Lilian is very good, he defends really well. ”

"And Patrick, who is coming with Ling next season. Vieira, now that his performance is getting better and better, I have to admit that Ling is a genius! Little Laudrup also nodded.

Carlos, who ran back, now knows that he and Thuram and Nesta were all sold by Ling Feng, Thuram and Nesta are better, after all, they are both playing in Italy, but they have changed their clubs, and they have never been to Italy, they have stayed in Real Madrid well, and they have also mixed the position of the main force, and the day of emergence is just around the corner, but soon received news that the Fiorentina club offered 17 million US dollars to buy him.

Seventeen million is already a high price, and the club will not give up this tempting cake, so Carlos reluctantly came to Florence with the package on his back.

However, the teammates here are still very polite, and the number one star of the old enemy Argentina, Batistuta, went to the airport to pick him up in person, which greatly satisfied Xiaoka's vanity.

Carlos doesn't speak English very well, and he doesn't know anything about Italian, but luckily, there is Rui. Costa, there is no obstacle for the two to talk in Portuguese, of course, English still needs to be learned, but in the current state, Carlos will not have much trouble communicating with the players in the team.

Fiorentina have won three games in a row in three games in the second half of the season, leaving the Italian media furious as one of their opponents is AC Milan, who are currently in poor form!

AC Milan have been in charge of the title last season since former national team coach Sacchi took over. Baggio basically has no chance to play again, the internal contradictions are too big, and the pressure from the outside world is also great, but the feud between Sacchi and Baggio is not something that can be said clearly in a sentence or two, and the more fierce the media argues, the more Sacchi will not let Baggio play.

So in the game against Fiorentina, Baggio was still placed on the bench, and even more unfortunately, the team's top scorer Weah suffered a calf ligament strain in the previous derby against Inter Milan and was unable to play, and only one Savicevic was alone.

The result is naturally conceivable, the Fiorentina team that has already run in and has a tacit understanding will naturally not let go of this opportunity to beat the water dogs, the new signings Carlos and Thuram fly together, and Nesta is in Rui. Under the protection of Costa, he firmly focused on Savicevic, who was not aided.

In the frontcourt, Batistuta and Laudrup Jr. were like tigers descending from the mountain, launching a fierce onslaught against AC Milan's backline, and by the end of the first half, the score was already 2:0!

When Batistuta sent the ball into the AC Milan goal again in the 19th minute of the second half, the Argentine god of war hooked his finger at Baggio, who was sitting on the bench with a depressed face.

The action became the trigger for the anger of the fans at the San Siro, who were humiliated by the Rossoneri who scored three goals at home, and the fans collectively took their anger out on manager Sacchi, and the slogan "We want Robbie" reverberated in the stadium.

But Sacchi is a temper tantrum, last year's European Championships, it was because Baggio's voice was too high that Sacchi hated Baggio even more, and in the end he didn't bring him to England, and at this time it's the same, the higher the fans' voice, the more Sacchi won't let Baggio play.

The final result of the game was 4-0, and Carlos finally extended the score with a long-range shot, which also added an embarrassing touch to the San Siro stadium.

Winning all three games, one of which is a big win over AC Milan, although the current state of the Rossoneri is very bad, but the skinny camel is bigger than the horse, and they can win at AC Milan's home stadium by a big score, in addition to their own factors, Fiorentina's overall strength should not be underestimated.

Of course, the happiest are the Fiorentina fans, and the results are getting better and better, according to the current situation, even if they can't win the championship, they still have the opportunity to qualify for the Champions Cup.

"I'm looking forward to Stephen and Ling joining now, so that our three lines will be extremely sharp." Batistuta lamented that the current weakness of the midfield is still the fatal wound of Fiorentina, unable to organize an effective attack, and there are always hidden dangers when encountering a team with strong defensive ability like Juventus.

"Stephen and Ling are not good birds," little Laudrup now began to provoke: "Remember, brothers, don't lend them the car, or it will be gone!" ”

"How do I hear someone saying bad things about me!" A voice sounded behind him, little Laudrup was startled, looked back, and sure enough, Ling Feng!

"I said Brian, but God will punish you for speaking ill of people behind your back." There was an evil smile on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, and little Laudrup knew that this was the end.

"No, Ling, you listen to my explanation, in fact, I mean ......" Little Laudrup looked left and right to find a helper, but Barty and Costa both turned their heads, and the newcomers were not familiar with Ling Feng, so they couldn't help at this time.

"Ling, you have to believe me," Little Laudrup couldn't care so much at this time: "Actually, I just said Stephen, this guy steals my car every day, and hits my car full of flowers, and doesn't repair it for me, we should resolutely despise such a person, absolutely despise!" ”

"Oh? Is it? Ling Feng's expression was smiling: "Which Stephen are you talking about?" ”

"Stephen, of course. Effenberg! Little Laudrup's expression was righteous and awe-inspiring, as if Effenberg had an enmity with him!

"OK, I see." Ling Feng smiled sinisterly and took out a pocket-sized tape recorder from his pocket......

Ignoring little Laudrup, whose face turned from red to white, then from white to blue, and finally turned purple and black, Ling Feng smiled and greeted Batistuta and the others, of course, the newcomers Carlos, Thuram and Nesta were also greeted by Ling Feng's courtesy.

"Ling, why did you come here?" Training can't go on, Batistuta asked.

"Did you watch our UEFA Cup match against AJ Auxerre?" Ling Feng asked rhetorically.

"No, we were playing against AC Milan," said Rui. Costa took over: "But then I heard that a French youngster is very fierce!" ”

"That's why." Ling Feng smiled bitterly: "That French boy named Cisse is now red and purple - it's just not in football, but in entertainment, he is now a veritable TV star." ”

Batistuta and Laudrup Jr. frowned at the same time, they are the kind of players who don't like to show off, but Carlos and Nesta are envious - alas, young!

"So I'm going to take a look at the bunnies who are training here, and let them train well and don't think about all this nonsense." Ling Feng spread his hands, if this happened among the junior brothers he brought out, he would be the first to go and abolish him!

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At the strong request of Barty and Costa, Ling Feng and everyone came to the youth training base next to the training ground, which was only one street apart, which was also very convenient.

A group of Chinese teenagers were playing against Fiorentina's youth team, and when everyone entered the field, one of the Chinese teenagers just passed a long ball to the right side of the front, and another teenager followed, and it was a volley in the air without even looking at it!

It's just that if you shoot in this place, the probability of scoring a goal won't be very high......

The part that touched the ball was eaten accurately, and the ball refracted straight and flew towards the goal - but it flew so high that it almost knocked the plane down......

"It's a good shot, it's just too casual." Batistuta nodded: "You shouldn't have shot straight at all in this position. ”

"I like it with personality!" Ling Feng smiled, for him, only players with a character who dare to play have the potential to become a great player.

Everyone looked at Ling Feng with a monster--this guy is really perverted!

But soon they knew why these Chinese youngsters dared to play with confidence, because the difference in strength between the two sides was too big!

The group of players on the field did not look like low-level players in China at all, except for their yellow skin color, and in the match against Fiorentina youth team of the same age, from the midfield forward, every player could pass the ball - and everyone would deliberately pass one or two people before choosing to pass the ball after taking the ball.

"This style of play is too casual!" Barty shook his head and sighed, he is the kind of player with a very strong sense of collectivity, and he is not the same type as Ling Feng: "In a regular game, it is impossible for a player to have so much time in possession. ”

"It's just training, Gabriel," Ling Feng said with a smile, "It's really strange that as an Argentine player, you would say such things, in my opinion, this can further train the personal ability and awareness of these young players." ”

At this time, a Chinese teenager rushed up quickly, received a high-altitude ball from his teammates in front of the big penalty area, gently tossed his left foot under the ball, picked up the defenders around him, and then hit the ball into the gate with a volley with his right foot!

The onlookers couldn't help but be dumbfounded, although they could do that shot just now, but at this fourteen-year-old age, they really couldn't really hit such a shot.

It's just that the player who scored the goal couldn't adjust his balance, and fell heavily to the ground, gnawing on a mouthful of grass.

"These little guys are really good!" Ling Feng held his chin and said in an old-fashioned manner, making everyone around him look sideways—how old are you Ling Feng this year?

The young men here also saw this group of uninvited guests at the door, and immediately exclaimed-Ling Feng!

In Florence, Barty is God, but these little players often see each other, and there is no such feeling of surprise for a long time, but Ling Feng is the first time to see it, not to mention the young Chinese players, Ling Feng's status in Chinese football is close to God, but because Ling Feng announced that he will transfer to Fiorentina next season, this has to make Florence fans happy!

Now the Chinese coach in charge of the Florence base is Li Xiangping, he was also overjoyed to see Ling Feng, looking at this group of young men who had no intention of playing, Li Xiangping then whistled to signal the training to be suspended, and all the children hugged up together, looking for an autograph for their idol.

Ling Feng flicked his pen, and there were two more names - Chinese plus Italian......

"You guys are doing very well," after finally satisfying the many young players, Ling Feng smiled and said to the group of Chinese teenagers: "Why don't we come to the game, just a few of us, and kick out of you eleven people." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the young players were surprised, not because there were few people on Ling Feng's side - these players were all top in the world, and these few people were enough to deal with them, they were surprised that Ling Feng and these top players actually deigned to play with themselves - this was a rare opportunity!

There are only 7 people on Ling Feng's side, the forwards are Barty and Xiao Lao, and the midfielders are himself and Rui. Costa, the defenders are Carlos, Thuram and Nesta, because the goalkeeper Thordo and Ling Feng are not familiar with each other, so they didn't follow, that is to say, Ling Feng always has to draw someone to the goal!

Looking around, Ling Feng really couldn't find a more suitable goalkeeper - the number of people was already very small, if he drew another one to be the goalkeeper, he really might not be able to beat these young men.

After watching for a long time, Ling Feng finally found the most suitable target, and everyone followed his gaze - it was Li Xiangping, the leader of this group of Chinese players.

"No, isn't it, why me?" Old man Li wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted depressedly......