For the major bug that Anelka helped the French team win the European Cup in the last chapter, Ice Soul apologizes to you, I remembered wrong, and now it has been fixed, thank you Chinese Cavalry.

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Ling Feng ran back to the inn in a puff of smoke, and the innkeeper was surprised to find that Ling Feng hid in his room like a thief, and had to admire the rich imagination of the French, and he guessed about the same.

Thinking about what happened just now, Ling Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter, that middle-aged man was smashed by the ball so miserably, he immediately flashed after beating someone, I'm afraid none of them have ever seen such a person.

After laughing for a while, I remembered Anelka, a player of his own era, but Anelka's life at Saint-Germain was not very satisfactory, and no one could discover his talent here, until he went to the Gunners and wiped the dust off the pearl.

Ling Feng began to think crankily, he himself could not officially participate in the first-team team until 96 at the earliest, and at that time, although Saint-Germain was a strong European team, and won the European Cup Winners' Cup in the same year, but as the weakest trophy of the three major European cups at that time, the attraction to Ling Feng was not big enough, and there were no big stars in the team at that time, the only people Ling Feng knew were the goalkeeper of the French team at that time, Rama and Cameroon international Mboma.

Ling Feng was a little depressed, it is not unreasonable for the French league to be called the end of the five major leagues, here, it is difficult to keep super stars, and the two most famous players in the history of Paris Saint-Germain are passing by themselves, and it is definitely a huge pity that they can't compete with their favorite stars.

He has played two world footballer awards from Paris Saint-Germain, the most well-known being Ronaldinho, who joined in 2001, but he was preceded by George Weah, who was known as the Black Lightning.

The Liberian star will join Paris Saint-Germain this year and will win the club's second league title next year, and Weah's goal of "walking a thousand miles alone" also left too much shock on the yet-to-be-famous Ling Feng. Unfortunately, in the 1996 season, Weah will leave Paris for Milan, where he will wear the red and black sword stripes and reorganize the "Milan Three" with Baggio and Savicevic.

Such a great star can't compete with him, Ling Feng really feels quite a pity.

After thinking about it for a while, Ling Feng ran out to eat something and rested early, he wanted to recharge his energy and prepare for tomorrow's interview.

At five o'clock the next morning, Ling Feng got up, not because he was too excited, but because he had gone to bed early last night......

At this time, it was summer, and it was already dawn at five o'clock, and Ling Feng couldn't sleep even if he wanted to sleep at this time, so he had to put on his clothes, tie 20 kilograms of lead, and start a morning run that he hadn't practiced for a long time.

After a five-year hiatus from a five-year hiatus in the first two weeks of the Big Mac Cup, it's time to make up for it.

Running to the training ground where he had no intention of "kicking" people yesterday, Ling Feng saw Anelka from a distance, who was practicing juggling the ball alone.

"What a hard worker." Ling Feng thought silently, "Now is a good opportunity to greet your future teammates, and we can't waste it." ”

Ling Feng ran into the field and shouted at Anelka, "Man, let's play together!" ”

Anelka looked up and found that it was the Asian boy who helped him "vent" yesterday, grinning, his dark face showed snow-white teeth, and without saying a word, he passed the ball to Ling Feng.

But the ball is really ...... It was too big, Ling Feng ran twenty meters, and finally unloaded the ball at the first landing point, followed by a long pass with a big foot, and the ball landed right at Anelka's feet.

Anelka was convinced, the Asian boy's skills were much better than his own, from the quick start just now, to the smooth stopping, to the precise long pass without adjustment, the boy who looked about his age actually had the excellent skills of a professional player. However, if he knew that Ling Feng was wearing a 20-kilogram lead block, he was afraid that his jaw would fall to the ground.

Stopping the ball and looking at Ling Feng who was walking towards him, Anelka stretched out his hand: "My name is Nicolas Anelka, your skills are awesome, are you Japanese?" ”

Ling Feng frowned slightly, but he still held his hand and said with a smile, "Feng Ling (Wind Chime?)" You can call me Ling, Chinese, please don't say I'm Japanese in the future, I have nothing to do with that inferior nation. ”

Anelka scratched his head, China? He has never heard of people in Chinese football, and Japan has heard of some of them, but he also doesn't have a good opinion of the culprits of World War II.

"Excuse me, Ling, are you here to visit Paris?"

"Nicholas, can I call you that?" After getting a nod from Anelka, he said: "I came to Saint-Germain for an interview. ”

Anelka's small eyes glared at the thief: "Really? Man, you've got the right guy, I'm part of the Saint-Germain youth team, your skills are so good, I swear that old man is going to love you like crazy. ”

"Old man?" "yes, the one you played yesterday, he was the coach of our youth team – Peter James."

"Oh my God!" Ling Feng had the urge to faint, the first person he hit when he came to France turned out to be the head coach of the Paris Saint-Germain youth team, it was over, this trip to Paris was completely scrapped, Ling Feng's eyes rolled, thinking about which club in France should be better.

"Ling, what's wrong with you?" Anelka looked at Ling Feng with a surprised expression on his face.

"I'm wondering if Saint-Germain can't get in, which club should I go to?"

Anelka clutched her stomach and laughed, tears of laughter coming down, making Ling Feng very inexplicable.

"Ling, you are so humorous, God testifies, ouch my stomach, haha!" Anelka smiled while wiping her tears, making Ling Feng even more inexplicable.

"Do you think that old man will give up on your genius just because you kicked him? Haha, I really laughed at it. ”

"Nicholas, I'm getting more and more confused. Can you laugh when you're done? Ling Feng frowned, interrupting Anelka's crazy laughter.

"I said man, you don't know the shock you gave to the old man yesterday, of course, in addition to the psychological and physical, that old man's nosebleed is really cute."

Ling Feng had the urge to strangle him, Anelka hurriedly said: "Hey man, don't get excited, don't get excited, your foot yesterday was so handsome, that old man was beaten by you and let us look for you everywhere, but you ran so fast, where can we find it?" In order to cooperate, he also shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless movement.

It didn't seem to be so bad, Ling Feng was in a better mood, but Anelka's next words made his mood fall to the bottom.

"But the old man said again, you are too ungentlemanly, you kicked someone and ran away without apologizing, he has never seen you like this. Do you think he's getting kicked for the first time? Of course not, I've kicked him three times, but it's all in the ass, and I'll tell you secretly, I actually did it on purpose. ”

Ling Feng felt that Anelka was very cute at this time, not as outlied as rumored, and disobedient to discipline, of course, there were still some who were unruly.

"Then Nicholas, I want to sign up for the youth team, where can I report?"

"You don't have to go anywhere, just stay here, the old man has stipulated that we practice here at 6 o'clock, and he will come here occasionally, this is our training ground, and he will come in the afternoon. Have you ever been to the Parc des Princes Stadium? Hey, the turf is so much cooler there than it is here. ”

Ling Feng was secretly glad that meeting Anelka had saved him a lot of detours, to be honest, Ling Feng hated those doormen who were dog-fighting.

However, Anelka suddenly thought of a question and asked, "Ling, you speak French, God, you are so good at French?" ”

Ling Feng fell to the ground, Anelka's nerves were really not ordinary, and they had been chatting for a long time before they realized that they were speaking French.

The two practiced passing for a while, and Ling Feng helped him correct a few shots by the way, which made Anelka excited: "I said Ling, you shouldn't be a player, you should be a coach, you are too talented to help people guide mistakes, but you just changed a few actions from time to time, I now have a lot of shooting percentage, look at that idiot old man in the future, I dare to say that I can't shoot well!" ”

"When I retire, I'll consider your suggestion." Ling Feng was accustomed to the French way of thinking, and casually opened a French humor.

After a while, the other young players came to the pitch one after another, and they could see that Anelka was their head, because they had to say to Nicolas: "Good boss." ”

Khan, how does it feel like entering the underworld.

Under Anelka's introduction, everyone got to know this "quasi" Saint-Germain player from China, and they were also sincerely amazed by his skills.

Then, these players started a competition of seven people in groups, Ling Feng and Anelka were in a group, making others complain for days, the two best were in a group, how could they play?

However, Zhongxiao finally succumbed to Anelka's obscenity, and in his words: "Ling is going to partner with me in the club in the future, so let's get a tacit understanding in advance now." ”

There was no referee, and the game began like this, Anelka passed the ball to Ling Feng, who gently passed it back to the midfielder, and then took the initiative to pull to the side.

The blonde young man who received the ball looked a year younger than Ling Feng, and there was a big gap between him and Anelka in terms of technique, and he was cut off after taking a step, and Anelka was angry.

Ling Feng knew that if he wanted to get out in Paris, he couldn't always stay in the front court like in China, so he took the initiative to return to the defense and stuck to a black young man who was about to catch the ball.

The black young man was squeezed out of his position by Ling Feng, and the ball fell at Ling Feng's feet again, this time Ling Feng did not pass the ball, connected two people, and glanced at Anelka in front of the penalty area.

Although he didn't understand the specific meaning of Ling Feng's eyes, Anelka could still guess that this Chinese was going to pass the ball to himself.

He quickly grabbed a powerful position and pressed the defender next to him with his body, at this time Ling Feng arrived just in time with a very beautiful low-arc pass, and all Anelka had to do was throw the ball in with his head.

The ball went in easily, the other party wailed, these two people were perverts, and Anelka ran over excitedly and hugged Ling Feng, and said, "Ling, your pass is really amazing!" ”

"It's amazing!" A middle-aged man next to him walked over with applause, Ling Feng's scalp suddenly tingled, that person was none other than Peter James, the head coach of the Paris Saint-Germain youth team who was kicked by him yesterday.