At the end of the game, the score was still more than double-digit one-sided slaughter.

Ling Feng got rid of the entanglement of reporters, took his clothes and prepared to go home, and walked out of the court, when a voice stopped him.

Ling Feng looked back, it was a middle-aged old man, the old man came up with a smile and said, "Hello, I am the head coach of the provincial youth football team, my name is Li Xiangping, can I talk to you?" ”

"Provincial youth team coach?" Ling Feng didn't show any surprise at this title, if the coach of the national youth team came, it would be almost the same, what could a provincial one do? Thinking about it, Ling Feng still said very politely: "Yes, but can you find a place to sit and talk?" I'm a little tired. ”

Listening to Ling Feng's just right answer, Old Man Li added another eight words to Ling Feng's evaluation: "Don't be surprised, the style of a general."

The two found a café and sat down, Ling Feng was a regular customer, ordered a cup of Javanese coffee and handed the list to Old Man Li, Old Man Li couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw Ling Feng so old-fashioned, in his opinion, a child like Ling Feng should like to drink juice.

Old man Li didn't like coffee, so he ordered a cup of Longjing and said the doubts in his heart.

Ling Feng said with a smile: "I like to drink a cup of Java after the competition, it is very bitter, and the fragrance is very light, which is more suitable for refreshing." ”

Old man Li was speechless, the young man in front of him didn't look like a twelve-year-old child, because in addition to being much older than children of the same age, he was still very old.

"Then let's get down to business," Old Man Li felt that there was no need to beat around the bush when talking to such a person, it was better to go straight to the point, "What are your plans for the future?" Don't use words like learning to send me away, I can see that your future must be extraordinary. ”

For Li Xiangping, Ling Feng still has a little impression after searching for his memory, he has not dealt with him in his previous life, but he has come to the door in this life, but for this old man, Ling Feng can still be trusted, unlike Uncle Wang, these old men who specialize in football still have a very good vision and judgment of the overall situation.

"After this competition, I will go to France." Ling Feng took the coffee from the waiter, took a sip gently, and said without being salty or light.

Corresponding to Ling Feng's calmness was Old Man Li's dumbfounded, a twelve-year-old child told him that he was going to play football in France? God, are all children so precocious now?

"You didn't come to me because you wanted me to join your provincial youth team, did you?" Ling Feng rebelled against the army.

Old man Li smiled to hide his embarrassment, he felt that he should treat the child in front of him as a prodigy-level figure, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

"I was going to do that, but now it's gone." Old man Li felt that it was better to tell the truth.

"Oh, why?" Ling Feng took a sip of coffee, it was very bitter, but it was very refreshing.

"It's hard to raise a dragon in diving! My disciple is too far from yours, and you can't find an opponent in my team, which is harmful to you. After a pause, Old Man Li continued: "Although I want to have a disciple like you, I don't want to ruin your life. ”

Ling Feng smiled, smiled very happily, there are not many people like this in Chinese football, when others see a talented player, they will definitely do their best to pull him into their team, and they will not plan for long-term goals at all, Old man Li, it is really the same as in memory, he is a discerning coach.

"But it's not suitable for you to go to France now, you are a child, you are alone overseas, plus the language problem, it is difficult for you to communicate with them."

“Il m’ a fallu lire beaucoup de livres sur la France。” Ling Feng replied with a smile, looking at Old Man Li's blank eyes, and explained with a smile: "This is French, which means that I have asked myself to read a lot of books about France. ”

Old man Li's eyes widened, he could understand a little English, but he didn't know anything about French, but looking at Ling Feng's appearance, it didn't look like he was talking casually, after all, French and English were still a little similar, at least that France just now, he still understood a little.

"As for the other reason, don't worry," Ling Feng continued to take a sip of coffee, "I didn't have parents when I was seven years old, and in the past five years, I have also come by myself. ”

Old man Li was about to collapse, he still underestimated the kid in front of him, seven years old, when other children were still coquettish in their parents' arms, Ling Feng began to take care of his own life, no wonder he was so old, but without parents, this child was really pitiful.

"And where are you going for your first stop?" Old man Li can be regarded as a person who has seen the world, and he quickly recovered his mentality.

"Paris, Parc des Princes Stadium."

"Paris Saint-Germain? That's a strong team in Ligue 1. But why do you prefer France? Or rather, I mean you should go to the Eredivisie with a superstar springboard for a few years first. ”

"Paris is romantic, and the scenery of Paris is better, well, there are more beautiful women." Ling Feng felt that he liked to see this old man eating turtles more and more, and he couldn't tell Old Man Li clearly that he didn't go to Paris Saint-Germain in his previous life, so he should make up for it in this life.

Sure enough, Old Man Li was stuck in his throat by a tea leaf, and he almost farted when he couldn't get up in one breath, Ling Feng hurriedly helped him pat his back and pinch people, he just wanted to have fun, and it would be bad to make a fuss.

Old man Li finally came back to his senses, looked at Ling Feng helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "If you don't want to say the real reason, forget it, don't scare my old man like this, my old man's bones can't withstand your stimulation a few times." ”

Ling Feng smiled wryly, drank the coffee in front of him, and ordered another cup.

"Alas, young man, it's not good to drink too much coffee, you should drink more juice, so that your personality will be a little sunnier." Old man Li took a sip of tea and began to rely on the old and sell the old, "Then how do you solve the expenses for living there?" Paris is not a low-cost city. ”

Ling Feng smiled bitterly, this was also a headache he was having, "If you really can't do it, go to work, if I perform well, there should be some small money in the team for me to spend on, right?" ”

"The salary of the player's apprentice is very small, and the salary of the old man is not much, but if you want to have difficulties in the future, you can ask the old man for it." Old man Li drew one of his business cards and handed it to Ling Feng.

"What kind of work is this?" Ling Feng took the business card but didn't accept Old Man Li's kindness, "There will be bread, and there will be butter." ”

Old man Li was amused by his humor, he knew that a person like Ling Feng must have his own means, and he didn't have to worry about him.

The two changed the topic and talked about the current situation of Chinese football, Old Man Li's training methods, and Ling Feng's views on the future professional league.

When leaving, Old Man Li asked Ling Feng if he had anything to help, Ling Feng thought for a while and said, "After five years, I want to come back to play in the World Youth Championships, I hope you will remember to mention my name to the head coach when you are old." ”

Old man Li nodded and said: "At that time, I didn't want to recommend you, you have become a well-known star, don't worry, I will remember, remember to call my old man often in the future, hehe, no need to send it, the old man can know you before he retires, and there is no regret, haha." ”

Looking at the back of Old Man Li in the distance, Ling Feng sighed in his heart, for football, how many people have selflessly dedicated for decades, if the weak Chinese football is sorry for the majority of fans who support them behind it, then those players who forget their roots after becoming big names are even more sorry for the teachers who have worked hard to cultivate them.

Shaking his head, Ling Feng walked back to his home, it was already the semi-finals, the remaining two opponents were adult teams with an average age of 22 years and above, in order not to leave regrets for his last game in China, Ling Feng decided to gradually exert his strength in the remaining two games until 100%.

At the same time, Ling Feng's next opponent's team leader had a cold battle for no reason.