Ling Feng sat in the classroom and recalled with great interest the scene of "back then", the fat man Uncle Wang is really a good person, his wife is also very good, in the early 90s, when the legal awareness of the masses was relatively weak, it was not a very wise choice to resolve disputes through lawsuits, and the "fat king" was also well-known in the city's "underworld", and the first thing to mix out of the mix was to talk about spirit, although it was not like the underworld in Hong Kong, but the word spirit was always the first.

Uncle Wang greeted all the "big brother" level figures in the city, and everyone despised Ling Cao's actions, and the acquaintances of the Public Security Bureau were even more furious when they learned about this incident, and even wanted to report to the municipal party committee, but Uncle Wang stopped them for only one reason.

"This matter is Xiao Lingfeng's housework, and Xiao Lingfeng voluntarily gave his passbook to his uncle, it has been four years now, and Xiao Lingfeng has also suffered for four years, and reported to the municipal party committee? Is it resolved by legal means? It takes time and effort, and the lawsuit costs Xiao Lingfeng's money, isn't it? Even if they win, let them pay back the money, damn the money that Xiao Lingfeng deserves, so isn't Xiao Lingfeng's suffering in the past four years in vain? ”

No matter when, no matter what country it is, the official is not necessarily the best way to solve the problem, but the fat man Uncle Wang knows this very well, threatens and intimidates everything, and finally finally got back 20,000 cash when Ling Cao had no way to worship and no way, and moved all the valuable electrical appliances at home. Ling Cao was distressed, but he didn't dare to sue, he was originally a thief, and his acquaintances in the Public Security Bureau ignored him, as long as he watched a group of hooligans move all their "hard-working" gains.

Do you forget about getting things back? Of course not. At the behest of the fat man, an anonymous letter was sent to Ling Cao's unit, and the unit leader also heard the rumors, and his reaction speed was amazing, and he directly dismissed Ling Cao, stealing chickens and rice, this is Ling Cao's last mentality.

"I don't know how Uncle Wang is doing now, has his football team earned him or lost money?" Ling Feng unconsciously thought that if it weren't for Uncle Wang's football team, he would not have accumulated so much actual combat experience and exercised such a strong physique.

"Perhaps, in the league in the city the year after tomorrow, I should go and help Uncle Wang." The corners of Ling Feng's mouth curled up.

"Idiot!" Han Jing, who was at the same table, muttered quietly. It's also strange to say, Ling Feng is excellent in all aspects, the darling in the eyes of the teacher, and the hero in the hearts of his classmates, but this tablemate just doesn't buy his account, he likes to go against Ling Feng in everything, but the teacher transferred the two of them to the same table, Ling Feng couldn't help but grit his teeth, this little girl, I recruited you to provoke you!

Of course, Ling Feng would not say it, his principle was that for women, he couldn't provoke him to hide, so Ling Feng retracted his head, took out a copy of the original French version of "Notre Dame de Paris" from the table and flipped it over.

Han Jing is a very good girl, although the grade is still young, but she can't hide her stunning appearance in the future, she is beautiful, her grades are good, her family conditions are good, her father is the first batch of "going to the sea" stock speculators, all of this makes Han Jing a collection of thousands of favors, she herself thinks so, but Ling Feng's appearance has greatly frustrated her confidence.

Ling Feng is not a good student, because his behavior is completely in harmony with that of a good student, he doesn't listen to classes in class, he either reads other books or sleeps, but his grades are so good; I went to play football after class, and I was sweaty, and that's it, the main thing is, the main thing is...... He ignored himself! This is simply unforgivable!

Although everyone is still young, they are now in a state of ignorance in adolescence, and boys and girls will have some meaning when they get along together, but Ling Feng, a stupid cow, doesn't care about himself at all, never takes the initiative to talk to himself, doesn't look at other boys, and secretly looks at himself during class, really, it's really a big wood.

Ling Feng suddenly felt chills all over his body, turned his head and looked around, the students were listening carefully to the class, and the teacher was also talking with great interest, "Zhihu is also", nothing to do with me, continue to read, Paris......

When the bell rang for class, Ling Feng was still immersed in the world classics, Quasimodo was really miserable, and the gypsy girl Esmeralda really had a character......

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in my ears: "Classmate Ling Feng, I hope you don't do anything unrelated to your studies when you go to class in the future, which will interfere with others." Raised his head, sure enough, it was Han Jing.

The expression of our future world superstar looked very rich, squinting his eyes, looking like he was thinking hard, maybe he was thinking about how he could disturb others, Han Jing looked at Ling Feng's thinking appearance and couldn't help but secretly proud: "Let you think about it, how did you offend me." ”

Ling Feng frowned and gritted his teeth and thought for a long time, and finally expressed the question in his heart: "This classmate, what's your name?" ”

"......", Han Jing almost wanted to go crazy, but he didn't expect that he didn't even know his name when he was at the same table with him for half a year, which was simply unforgivable for her eldest lady.

If Han Jing had been a raging Siamese Tyrannosaurus, then the poor Chinese star of hope would have been ruthlessly crushed by her, but unfortunately this prehistoric creature has disappeared, and their substitutes now know how to hide themselves. Han Jing tried her best to suppress the urge to go crazy, and her nose shook out a "hum", and shook her head away, leaving only the stupid Ling Feng innocent guess: "She seems to be angry, as if I caused it, as if I didn't do anything." ”

"Damn Ling Feng, damn it, damn it!" Han Jing returned home in a huff, and her pursed mouth could hang an oil bottle, which made her mother startled, "He will pay the price!" Han Jing swore secretly in her heart.

For no reason, Ling Feng, who was walking on the way home, shivered, "It's cold, I want to add one more piece of clothing when I go back." Ling Feng rubbed his nose and said to himself.

Ling Feng didn't expect how much trouble his words would bring to his future life, and he couldn't think of so much, because he only had one thought in his mind now, and that was how to repay Uncle Wang.

Go and recognize Uncle Wang now? God, it's no wonder that people don't think you're an idiot, so what should you do? Ling Feng struggled to think about the scene since he met Uncle Wang, and finally figured it out, haha! Just use the old way. ^_^

From that day on, Ling Feng would go to the football field where he knew Uncle Wang to play football every time he got out of school, and he had already made up his mind, just like before, to attract Uncle Wang's attention through his superb ball skills and successfully break into their circle.

The idea is good and very feasible, but there is one problem he ignores, his ball skills are too good!

Ling Feng's experience from the previous life and the exercise of this life made him even more perverted, 165cm tall, although the body is slightly thin, but for a child who has just 11 years old, the room for rise is huge, and his potential is also infinite. Ling Feng played in that football field for three days, almost everyone who often went to play football knew about this freak, many people of the same nature as Uncle Wang invited him to join his team, everyone knew the effect of such an excellent player joining his team, it was definitely geometric.

These people are relatively easy to deal with, Ling Feng smashed out the sign of studying hard and going up every day to block their mouths, but Ling Feng's excellence attracted another batch of flies It was not so easy to solve, those people were professional scouts.

Although in the early 90s, the professionalization of Chinese football has not yet been formed, but the charm of football is unstoppable, many cities and even cities have spontaneously held leagues, until the official start of the A-League in 94, China has the first formal professional league, but if there is no previous spontaneous league of these people, the opening of A-A can only be an empty word, and these leagues before 94 years are only a leading institution in addition to the scale and influence of A-A.

These scouts are very, very dedicated, and if we were to compare that to another profession, it would be easy to think of the least popular professions of the late '90s when the stars were all over – the paparazzi.

As a scout, interpersonal communication is very important, and many people called their scout friends after learning about Ling Feng, a talented 11-year-old player, and for a while, all the ace scouts in the city's slightly larger teams converged on this inconspicuous small court.

As the saying goes, hearing is better than seeing, and as a good scout, maybe his skills are not very good, but their vision is definitely top-notch. Hearing a friend describe on the phone how good this little player is, "He can even juggle the ball with his ass!" They were not completely convinced, half of the reason for coming here was to give it a try, and the other half was to satisfy their curiosity, but when Xiao Lingfeng's excellent ball skills came, his eyes suddenly fell to the ground, and the people around him couldn't help but complain: "Originally, this stadium was broken enough, but now there are so many glasses, how can people play football." ”

The competition in the profession of scouting is very fierce, and its degree is far more cruel than insurance sales, digging a good player means a generous bonus, an increase in status, and after the player becomes famous, he can also swear to boast: "XX big name players are discovered by my own eyes back then." "That's a sign in itself. Although Ling Feng was young, his amazing skills, superhuman consciousness, and excellent speed undoubtedly made the scouts pick up the treasure.

In order not to let such a beautiful jade "bury" in other teams, and for their own generous bonuses, the scouts worked the one hand, to study and investigate Ling Feng's family background, so as to take corresponding measures to communicate with his parents, and on the other hand, to retaliate against their opponents.

In order to achieve the end of the means unscrupulous, this wise saying has been fully verified, we can see some clues from this set of data: the first day of scouts came to the field was 11 people, these were the first workers to rush to the site to excavate, the number of scouts on the second day increased to 23, doubled, on the third day only 4 people, on the fourth day the court suddenly deserted, only 9 people remained, on the fifth day only 4 people remained, on the fifth day only four people remained.

Why? Then I will explain that the identity of the scouts who came on the first day was relatively low, and they were part-time scouts in some small and medium-sized teams, so they acted the fastest and came as soon as there was news; The next day came some semi-professional scouts from some facade teams, who often felt some identity, but were also busy when their peers confirmed it; The characters who came on the third day are the real big shots, these people are professional scouts of large football teams in the province, and they rushed to the stadium after confirming the authenticity of the news, and these giant-level characters came, and the small fish and shrimp who came early didn't even have leftovers to eat, everyone knows that the level of the team determines the level of player salaries, these large football teams have large enterprises behind the economic support, and people usually pay wages for player training, These small teams depend on how many places they win in the game to get a prize money to maintain the basic expenses of the team.

The intellectuals left secretly, and the smart ones could think of using the information they just checked to make a small amount of money, and it was not in vain to make this trip, of course, there are also stupid ones, and if they don't leave, they will provoke these big bowl-level scouts. If you have a better temper, you will tell you that this player is going to be decided, and I don't want to see you tomorrow; The bad-tempered person directly found a few street thugs and knocked them on the back with a stick, and woke up and lay in the hospital.

Ling Feng couldn't stand being annoyed by these old fritters, so he had to temporarily give up the plan of waiting for Uncle Wang on the court, and hid at home for a few days, but the old fritters were old fritters, Ling Feng thought that if he didn't play, he would be fine? How can it be! They had already investigated Ling Feng's family history, especially when they learned the news of Ling Feng's parents' death, they were very excited.

Don't get me wrong, it's not schadenfreude, because they think that a child without parents naturally has no financial resources, why say that the children of poor families are in charge of the family early, because they have no money, they want to make money in order to live, and these big bowl scouts can come up with a contract at this critical moment: "Look, what a good condition, you can continue to study, and you usually have money to make, if you score in the game, it will be even better!" Look at it, how much is it! ”

No one will have trouble with money, especially when he needs it, but Ling Feng doesn't think so, he doesn't like this kind of team with money, especially for young players who give so much money as a condition for playing football. As an amateur player, this kind of professional salary policy will not work, I don't know how to cherish what I have, and I don't know how to cherish the money if it comes too easily, and this practice of some big-name teams will make many young players lose their enthusiasm for football, and instead of chasing money, anyway, as long as you go to training, you can get a salary, so why do you still work hard to play football? What should I do if I get hurt? Players who can't play get very little money, so as long as they can get the chance to play, why take it so seriously?

Many players have fallen in such an environment of money-worshipping football. Money was supposed to motivate players to work hard, but now it has the opposite effect, and I am afraid that the person who conceived the idea would not have imagined that this situation would be like this.

Of course, if Ling Feng joined these teams, it didn't mean that he would also fall like everyone else, because he had decades of experience, and joining them would definitely have a much better effect on Ling Feng's training than Ling Feng's own training, and Ling Feng's opportunities to show his value would also increase. But there has always been a shadow in Ling Feng's psychology, that is, his experience of being out of the group in the professional team, a very good player, there are only two results in the team, one is to completely establish the core position and let everyone listen to you, and the other is to be excluded, just like Ling Feng did before. But if you don't have good teammates, even if you're the core of the team and the heroes in the hearts of the fans, so what? It's always one person who supports the whole team, but doesn't get the corresponding reward. Unconsciously, Ling Feng remembered the Argentine "God of War" in Florence a few years later, Batistuta.

Gabriel Omar Batistuta, the all-time top scorer of the Argentine national team, is the top scorer of the Copa America twice and scored two hat-tricks in the 94 and 98 World Cups, and the record of 13 goals in 11 consecutive games in Serie A is still unmatched.

Batistuta is one of the most versatile goalscorers in the world and is a recognised talent, with a powerful shot from both his left and right feet, a very good header and a free-kick that is known for his speed and angles. In the game, he always charges ahead, his long hair and beautiful mane take the road and split the wind, leaving behind a roar of the dust, he is brave and good at fighting, with a powerful rush to ravage the nerves of strong opponents, his male voice drowns the greenery, his powerful shot, thunder blow makes the defenders tremble, makes the goalkeeper fearful, the fans affectionately call his goal "BATIGOAL" - Batti style goal.

Batistuta is Ling Feng's favorite contemporary, not only because of his superb skills, his reputation as the "God of War", but also because of his incomparable loyalty, in the past nine years, he has contributed everything to Fiorentina, he knows how to get along with his teammates, and he also knows how to bring joy to the people of this city. He firmly believes that the flower of life blooms in the persistence of faith, and it is full of power when it is full of love.

When the day finally came when Barty left Fiorentina in May 2000, Roma fans were delighted when they heard the news of Barty's move to Roma, while Fiorentina fans were in tears. Although it ended 9 years in Florence, the days spent with the Fiorentina fans were unforgettable. Barty said: "The Fiorentina fans have always loved me and I wore the Roma shirt for the new season, but my heart will always be with Fiorentina. If possible, I would like to come back again, hoping that the people here still loved me at that time. ”

After joining Roma, Barty became the highest-paid striker in the world. So the sad Fiorentina fans called him a miser of money, and pushed the statue of Barty that they had erected themselves. In response, Barty defended: "I'm not leaving for money, I just want to win a championship, is that wrong? ”

In the 2000-2001 season, Barty once again stood at the Franzi Stadium and once again heard the cheers of the Florentina people, the fans did not forget what he did for the team, and Barty "reciprocated" the love of the fans with a goal. This time, he didn't raise his arms to cheer, nor did he go to the corner flag to celebrate, he just buried his hand in his palm and silently wiped his tears.

The importance of the individual in modern football is far less important than the collective, football is a team of eleven people, no matter how strong a person's ability is, it will be collectively blocked by several defenders of the opposing team, the team needs a protagonist, but the supporting role is also indispensable. A top-notch player, not getting the honor commensurate with it, that is definitely the most painful thing, Ling Feng secretly made up his mind, if he has the opportunity in the future, he must compete with Barty.

Thoughts are thoughts, the old men at the door are not just sent away, Ling Feng has tasted enough of their soft grinding and hard bubbles in the past few days, Ling Feng can't help but secretly hate his own cleverness, just like a beautiful woman who went to the street to wait for someone, but the person who should have come didn't come, and the pervert who shouldn't have come came came came a bunch, which is also a reasonable thing.

What to do? I'm a child, and it's not enough to say anything, kid, by the way, then I'll find an adult! Ling Feng made a phone call to his "guardian", the group of leaders in the city, and the next day the old fritters at the door disappeared, and a farce ended with thunder and rain.