The leader of the big man in the purple sweatshirt replied in a deep voice: "It's on this friend—"

Qin Hong smiled slightly, and took out the "Blue Lake Ring" again.

The middle-aged man, who was called the deputy village chief, turned his eyes sharply, and after taking a closer look, he suddenly shouted in a sad voice: "Old village chief! I see your old man again......"

At the scream, he slowly fell to the ground as if he was overwhelmed, tears welling up in his eyes.

At this time, the figures swayed, and the more than ten figures that fell behind had already rushed to the front and stood aside in astonishment, but when they saw the "Blue Lake Ring" in Qin Hong's hand, they couldn't help but lie on the ground in unison, tears and choked voices mixed together.

Half a day——

The middle-aged man, who was called the deputy village chief, said with tears in his eyes: "Brother, the 'old village chief' is still in the world? ”

Qin Hong waited for everyone to calm down a little, and then he told him in detail how he met Pirlo in Rome, how he got his guidance on football since he was a child, and how he was finally entrusted by him to come to Iceland to find the Blue Lakers, and told him from beginning to end, just concealing that he got the magic toe ring from the old shoemaker Machiavelli.

In the end, Qin Hong carefully took out the wallet he carried in his bosom, took out a note handed to him by Pirlo, and held it in front of the deputy village chief with both hands.

As soon as he saw the handwriting on these notes, the deputy village chief couldn't help but burst into tears, and sobbed: "Yes, this ...... It was the handwriting of the old village chief, and I remember it clearly, and I will never be mistaken. I still remember him once said that if he couldn't find the new king who was enough to dominate world football - to revive the majesty of the 'Purple Light Wings' football team, he would return to his hometown without shame, and decided to quit football and go to find a place where no one would ever find him to spend the rest of his life, he would live vigorously and die in obscurity, yes, he really did it......"

As he spoke, the deputy village chief joined the crowd in crying, and convulsed in grief.

Tears are tangible, it represents the deepest emotional outpouring of human nature, and the wounds in the heart can flow out of tangible tears.

And just like that, it passed silently for a while......

The guide, Karlssson, stood by with an inexplicable expression, looking blankly at everyone present, and thought to himself: "Strange, why are they crying so sadly?" Although the old village chief has left, isn't the newly arrived little brother Qin Hong more energetic? ”

At this time, everyone's choked voices had slowly subsided, and the sad element in the air was quietly weakening, and the tall, majestic-looking deputy village chief stood in front of Qin Hong, silently but profoundly staring at the young man in front of him—the face with distinct lines.

Another strong man in his thirties with a red beard suddenly asked in a dumb voice, "Deputy village chief, is this little brother—"

The middle-aged man, who was called the deputy village chief, suddenly glared angrily, turned his head to him and said, "Shut up! How dare you call the man who inherits the position of master a brother? ”

The red-bearded man's face was slightly hot, and he hurriedly lowered his head and retreated, but Qin Hong hurriedly said, "No, Mr. Deputy Village Chief, how can I be the master?" Everyone meets in the water, how dare I be presumptuous? The old village chief is highly respected in the Blue Lagoon in Iceland, and I am young, how can I replace his old man's position here? This ......"

The tall and majestic deputy village chief didn't wait for him to finish speaking, suddenly raised his arms high, and gave a slow order: "James Song, the second-generation deputy village chief of the Blue Lake, respectfully respects the old village chief's message and welcomes the new master of the Blue Lake!" ”

The atmosphere turned solemn in an instant, and under the leadership of James Song, all the purple-shirted people present had all bowed respectfully on the ground.

No one had the slightest disagreement or disobedience, and the frank and sincere reverence was revealed from every face, as if the person they were worshipping at the moment was not a strange boy from the East, but the "old village chief" himself who had been deeply rooted in his heart for decades.

Even the guide, Karlsson, was so impressed by the atmosphere that he crouched down on the side, full of joy and heartfelt joy for the new master in everyone's mind!

This wonderful fact came too quickly, although it had been expected by Qin Hong, he still had some unbearable feelings, he swept away his usual lazy expression, his face turned red, and he walked forward quickly almost at a loss, hurriedly helping everyone who was lying down one by one.

The deputy village chief, James Song, is full of joy and sadness, happy that the position of the new owner of the Blue Lagoon has a successor from today, but the sad thing is that the old village chief and his nephew Pirlo may never come back......

At this moment, he began to respectfully introduce everyone to Qin Hong.

The four young men with stern expressions and calm demeanor are the "four main defenders" of the "Purple Light Wings" football team. The other three middle-aged and young people with different fat and thin faces and heavy faces are known as the "three heroes in the midfield".

James pointed to the strong man with a red beard just now and said: "He is the Irkusson of the team's double forwards, and I ask the master to forgive him for the crime of being disrespectful." ”

Qin Hong didn't dare to say anything, at this time, he already knew a little bit that everyone standing in front of him was the main player of the "Purple Light Wings" football team.

James Song, the deputy head of the village, said: "Our football team, including the list of substitutes, is a total of 40 people, and some retired veterans are all included in the 'coaching staff'. ”

Qin Hong groaned slightly and asked, "So, how many people are on our coaching staff?" ”

James, the deputy village head, said: "In addition to the general team leader, six team doctors and assistant coaches, there are still three veterans of the team in the coaching staff. ”

The two talked for a while, Qin Hong basically had a general understanding, and under the respectful invitation of the deputy village head, Jamesson, he and Karlssson and his party slowly walked towards the small white foothills on the shore of the Blue Lake.

This white mountain is not very majestic, but in the geothermal steam rising everywhere, there is an indescribable spirit of beauty. Along the undulations of the mountain, there is a wide road, the side of the road is full of succulent plants, and the red leaves on both sides are shady.

This house stretches for miles, and it is like a secluded idyllic mountain villa beyond the world.

In front of the first tall and majestic, palace-like giant house, at this moment, there were dozens of men in purple sweatshirts, each with a polar bear embroidered on the chest of the purple sweatshirt, and each of them had a sincere admiration on their faces. They are all the backbone of the "Purple Light Wings" football team founded by the "old village chief", and at this time, they have already received a notice to welcome Qin Hong, the new owner of the Blue Lake and the captain of the "Purple Light Wings" football team, in a special mood.

So, accompanied by the deputy village chief James Song, Qin Hong came with a smile on his face, and in a choked cheer, all the people fell to the ground completely.

After James Song's introduction, Qin Hong knew that the majestic palace in front of him was the "Blue Lagoon Cathedral".