The commanding team members sent off the visiting opponents, and Ling Feng and Zhu Guanglu came to the office of this training ground, a small dilapidated bungalow.

"Director Zhu, your environment here is really difficult!" Looking at the marks of lime falling from the wall, Ling Feng sighed.

"There's no way around it!" Zhu Guanglu also sighed, "The funds allocated above are not much, and all the money needed to rent a venue and eat here, especially the venue fee, which is really expensive, and most of the expenses are spent on this." ”

"Aren't you profitable?" Ling Feng was very strange, it was said that there should be a prize money for playing some cup matches and the like.

"How can it be profitable?" Zhu Guanglu smiled bitterly, "Here we have participated in some amateur competitions, but first, we have not won the championship, and secondly, it is useless to win the championship, and the most prize money for the championship is only 10,000 Kruczeiro, although this venue is broken, but the annual cost is also 300,000 Cruseiro!" ”

"Jianlibao Group won't just give you this money, right?" Ling Feng frowned, there is not much difference between the exchange rate of Brazil's currency and the RMB, and the dignified No. 1 drink in China actually gave this money? There is more than a million advertising costs for shooting an advertisement for Pepsi by himself, and it is pounds.

"Them?" Zhu Guanglu let out a sneer, "A group of superficial things, they only know the immediate interests, since the start of the A-League, they have asked me to take the players back to China in advance to participate in the game, but I have all refused because the players are too young, and now asking them to go back is simply ruining their future!" ”

"Don't say it's now, if you go back in the future, their future will have to be ruined!" Ling Feng said with certainty that Ling Feng knew very well about the coach of the national youth team in his previous life, he was a good thinker, otherwise he would not have volunteered to put forward Jianlibao's plan to study in Brazil.

Sure enough, Zhu Guanglu began to bow his head and think, it is convenient for smart people to speak, and he doesn't have to bother to explain, he will figure it out himself.

"Have you heard about the domestic league?" Ling Feng tapped his fingers on the table and said casually, this really looks like a profiteer!

"You mean match-fixing and black whistles?" Zhu Guanglu's reaction was very fast, but it was also normal, and anyone who heard A A would think of these representative keywords.

"The current league is just a tool for rich people to manipulate and make money, and even if I go back, I will definitely have no future." Ling Feng was very shameless and took himself as an example.

However, Zhu Guanglu didn't mind Ling Feng's tone, because the other party did have the strength to dare to say such a thing, of course, he also knew that Ling Feng must have a later text, and it was impossible for such a person to come to him to complain or show off.

"These boys aren't bad, right? I mean, in addition to their skills, it's their personalities. "Ling Feng himself is not yet 16, and he is not as old as Li Jinyu, but at this time, he put on an old appearance and said that young man, this look is a little weird.

However, Zhu Guanglu didn't laugh, he didn't understand the meaning of Ling Feng's words, he just replied honestly: "They are not bad, whether it is skill or awareness, I believe they are the best among the entire Chinese players, as for the personality, except for a few players whose tempers are a little bigger, they are also very good." Speaking of this, Zhu Guanglu smiled: "It's just that those little guys with big tempers are now a lot more restrained, after all, this is not China." ”

Ling Feng suddenly realized, how dare he be arrogant on his own territory, no matter how good a person is, he will always have to pretend to be a grandson for a while.

"According to you, when they return to China, they will definitely become the top players in China?" Ling Feng asked deliberately.

"Of course!" Zhu Guanglu is still very proud of his disciples: "Although it is impossible for everyone to become top players, I believe that most of them are still very good, and they will become the pillars of the Chinese national team in the future." ”

"I believe this, such as Li Jinyu, Zhang Xiaorui, Li Tie and others are very good." Ling Feng said with a smile.

"yes." Although they are all his own disciples, there are always a few protégés who are particularly proud, and Zhu Guanglu is also very proud of them.

"But have you thought about a question?" Ling Feng suddenly changed his words, and this change made Zhu Guanglu unable to react for a while, "When they become famous, will they be the same as they are now?" ”

Zhu Guanglu was stunned for a moment, he really hadn't thought about this question.

"Money is a very strange thing, it's precious when you don't have money, after all, it's a matter of life, but if you have too much, it will wear down people's self-motivation little by little, do you say?"

Zhu Guanglu was in a cold sweat, this problem was definitely possible, but it was too far away for him to think of it.

'Now their motivation is to train hard and win glory for their country because they don't have money, they need the bonus for scoring in the game and they need to continue to improve themselves, but will they still have the same goal when they become famous? At that time, I am afraid that many people were thinking about how to make more money, not how to play well. Ling Feng dropped the last feather on the unbalanced scale, and at this time, Zhu Guanglu's face was so bad.

"I've seen their skills, it's okay, after all, I've grown a little bit after coming into contact with Brazil's style, and it should be much better than domestic players, but it's just ......" Ling Feng deliberately stopped talking, not knowing who to learn from, and lost Zhu Guanglu's appetite.

"Just what?" Zhu Guanglu was obviously aroused by Ling Feng's curiosity, and hurriedly asked.

"But do you think that's enough?" Ling Feng asked rhetorically: "Such a team is good in China, but have you thought about it, for the world, these are far from enough." ”

Zhu Guanglu was dumbfounded, not to mention the world, even in the game with the players of the Brazilian professional team, his own players could not take advantage, and the gap in strength was still obvious.

"Also, when do you plan to return home?"

"In two years, in '97, I plan to take them back to play the World Youth Championships, but the premise is that the preliminaries must be passed by domestic players."

"In two years, how much room do you think they have for improvement?"

"I really don't know, the opponents we have now are too weak, their level has always been so high or low, but the strong teams will not play against us, they have to prepare for the Brazilian league, even if there is a game or two, most of them are on the bench, and even these substitutes are very strong for us."

"So what do you think is most lacking in this team right now?" Ling Feng is now like a professional reporter, tirelessly asking Zhu Guanglu sharp questions.

"What is missing?" Zhu Guanglu obviously didn't think about this problem, after all, the performance of these young men is not bad, although they are not top-notch, but they are also very good, and I really don't know what is most lacking.

"Hey!" Ling Feng sighed: "Director Zhu, your vision is too narrow, what they lack most is not technology, not consciousness, but mentality!" ”

Seeing Zhu Guanglu's look of disbelief, Ling Feng shook his head: "It turns out that you don't recognize this problem either, then okay, I'll let you see if my words are correct tomorrow." ”

Early the next morning, Ling Feng took Zhu Guanglu and Jianlibao generals on the bus, everything was arranged by Ling Feng, Jianlibao's young generals didn't know where they were going at all, but anyway, following Ling Feng, they were not afraid of being abducted and sold.

Along the way, Ling Feng didn't say a word, he kept pretending to be deep, and the other team members also obediently closed their mouths, not daring to ask more, after all, Ling Feng's reputation was there, but they looked left and right like curious babies, they had been in Brazil for so long, they hadn't been playing around in a regular way, but the bus didn't seem to be going to the city, but through the suburbs that had lost their way to another place.

There was also Zhu Guanglu who had been pondering, he didn't understand what Ling Feng meant by this, but he had been thinking about it all night, and now both of his eyes were red.

When he was about to reach his destination, Ling Feng finally spoke: "Now we are going to the stadium of the São Paulo club, the 'Forest Building', and I want you to play a match against the first team of São Paulo. ”

The whole car was in an uproar, the Sao Paulo club was the first or second team in Brazil's power rankings, how could Ling Feng move them?

Only Zhu Guanglu understood in his heart that Ling Feng was ready for all this, he must have reached some agreement with Sao Paul before he went to find him, everything had been arranged before Ling Feng came, so the most incomprehensible thing now was, what was his intention?

Arriving outside the stadium of the Forest Building, the home of the São Paulo club, several Brazilians immediately greeted the bus, saw Ling Feng, who was the first to come down, and said happily: "You are really welcome, Mr. Ling." ”

Ling Feng smiled in return, and then asked, "Is Mr. Santana ready?" ”

"I started warming up half an hour ago, just waiting for you to come." The other party replied respectfully.

'Hopefully Mr. Santana doesn't play with me and put a bunch of substitutes on the game or let the water out, I'll be very angry if that's the case.' Ling Feng looked like an underworld boss at this time, scaring the other party.

"No, no, our chairman is looking forward to working with you, and we will never do anything that violates the provisions of the peace treaty." The staff member who received Ling Feng was scared of sweat, if he provoked the little ancestor in front of him, then the chairman would not hesitate to let himself roll up and go home.

Zhu Guanglu really couldn't bear it at this time, and walked up and asked Ling Feng in Chinese in a low voice: "Ling Feng, what is going on?" ”

"You'll find out later." Ling Feng showed a mysterious smile and walked into the Forest Mansion Stadium first.

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