324 invitations from the club

Zhang Dongxue quietly held the ball and watched the game on the TV screen, while watching himself ponder and learn some of the movements and links in it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the middle of the night, the man behind him quietly appeared in the dark, and he looked at Zhang Dongxue, who was learning in front of the TV screen, and the corners of his mouth were slightly the same.

However, Ouyang Qingfeng, who was far away in Madrid, Spain, was different, they also got four days of rest because of the promotion, and finally had time to skip training.

During this period, he went to find Li Yuyi, accompanied her to go shopping and bought a lot of clothes, which was also relaxed and happy.

Brazil won their last ticket to the last four.

Sure enough, as Brooke expected, the host Spanish Kings team said goodbye to the footballking program team here. The Samba Army finally summed up the situation in the last six with a proud score of 4-1.

Everything is back to its normal flow.

The Argentine youth team, the Japanese dream team, the Chinese dream team, and the Brazilian samba team.

The 18 knockout rounds and brawl matches of the junior teams from the four countries have come to an end, and the next is only the final match of the semifinals, and who can win the ticket to the finals on August 8 depends on the formation of each team.

Eighteen games, the birth of the top four, but also let the world football know that there are still these outstanding talents in these countries, whether they are eliminated or left to the end, their performance is great, I believe that there will be a new situation soon.

Ouyang Qingfeng is undoubtedly one of the eye-catching.

Some figures in the New World are optimistic about Gong Jizun of the Chinese Dream Team, Mongla, Zhou Mingkai and Namakri of Brazil, and Lee Yuhao of the South Korean team. Kim Ki-kun, Argentina's Maceslano and Samfer, as well as the Spanish kings' Gelchte, these people's level is completely beyond the level of amateur players, the secretary general of the world football president said in an interview, this group of teenagers from different countries, with different football styles and technical levels, but it does not affect their game performance, I have watched their games, the performance is very good, they have entered the level of professional players, and even exceed the level of some professional players of the same age, they are the future of world football, he is very optimistic about these children, and also hopes to grow up rapidly in the future。

At that time, this passage also inspired many of these players, comparing the words of the big man to the words of praise for themselves.

On Yang Desheng's third day in Madrid, he continued to ask Ouyang Qingfeng out for dinner.

There was also old Moralette who came over, and this time it was embarrassing.

He only refused last time, slipped away halfway, and now he was caught again and looked very helpless, he looked at Yang Desheng with angry hatred, but was diluted by his eyes full of vicissitudes and wisdom, Yang Desheng gently patted the back of Ouyang Qingfeng's hand and smiled lightly.

Although he didn't know what kind of medicine this old guy bought in his gourd, Ouyang Qingfeng's heart relaxed a lot when he saw the eyes that Yang Desheng gave him.

Old Moralete is very good at taking the initiative to ask the younger generation to eat, and this Ouyang Qingfeng is one of them.

He remembers the last time he had dinner with a young man was four years ago, when he was at the club, and he asked a player named Peter.

Although Ouyang Qingfeng was embarrassed, the etiquette was still in place, and he picked up a small cup, which was a glass of lemonade, "Old Moralette, I respect you!"

Although there are not so many rules on the wine table abroad, he is also used to it, at least everyone drinks to relieve the embarrassing scene. Old Moralete took a sip of the liquor in the glass, "ah", squinted his eyes very comfortably, and said, "The Chinese liquor you brought is really delicious, and over the years, I still like this liquor with you!"

Old Moralete is talking about Yang Desheng.

Yang Desheng laughed and poured himself a glass, "This wine is more mellow the longer it lasts, although you drink either wine or foreign wine in Europe, but it doesn't taste as fragrant as our Chinese liquor!"

"Ahaha!" Lamor Wright smiled and put down his glass, "Although your wine is delicious, I still have to say that our European wine is the best in the world!"

"No, no, old Moralette, your European wine doesn't taste good at all, it's not good wine at all!" Yang Desheng shook his hand and vetoed the other party's words.

"Old thing, you haven't drunk the good wine from my cellar......!

"You don't have to say, I haven't drunk any wine, you say, what wine do you have in the cellar that I don't have?"

"Come, let me tell you, do you have the king of 82 years, Lafite?"

"This?" Yang Desheng was embarrassed when he heard this, he had a lot of Lafite, whether it was 82 or 94, he had to go, but the king Lafite, he really didn't, I heard that this wine was still limited edition at that time, and there seemed to be only seven bottles in the world.

But Yang Desheng, who refused to admit defeat, would not stop there, and asked rhetorically, "Do you have Moutai for the state banquet in 86?"

Old Moralette's old face darkened, and he didn't have this thing.

“......”

“......”

Ouyang Qingfeng sat between the two of them and was decisively speechless, the two of them should be one hundred and thirty or forty years old together, and now they are fighting for inventory like a child, and he doesn't know the names of many wines, and the year of any bottle is older than his age, not to mention those millions of limited editions for a long time, there is no one.

"Stop!" Ouyang Qingfeng shouted and stood up, "Otherwise, you go on, I'll go back first." ”

When the two of them saw Ouyang Qingfeng say this, they smiled awkwardly, "Don't, Ouyang, Old Molett still has something to do with you!"

"If you have something to say, don't show off your wealth like this!" Ouyang Qingfeng said, "I'm poor, I can't listen to what you are talking about here, that wine, this wine, it's amazing, if you pee in your stomach, there's nothing!"

Ouyang Qingfeng's words made Yang Desheng and old Moralelet laugh, indeed.

Although what this guy said was vulgar, it was not unreasonable.

"Okay!" Old Moralete was serious for a moment, and then said seriously, "Ouyang Xiaoyou, I have watched your last few games, and I think you are still very good, but you lack some systematic professional guidance, and then like this, our Valencia Club welcomes you to join!"

"What?" Ouyang Qingfeng was directly stunned after hearing this.

"Of course, I'm not talking about the second-tier team of the Valencia Academy, but the first-tier team!" Old Moralete smiled lightly, with an incomparable pride and pride, "Of course, the premise is that after you pass our professional guidance and training, you can integrate into the first-team team and gallop your dream on the field of La Liga!"

After Ouyang Qingfeng listened to Old Moralette's words, his whole face was hot, his heart was hot, his body was hot, all of this was hot.

Is this a joke?

He thought he was dreaming, he pinched himself, and the feeling of pain made him realize that he was not dreaming.

How many Chinese players dream of training in the European echelon have to choose a variety of qualifications to train here, and how can they mix with the main team of the club after they go back, but what is in front of them now is not the luxury of echelon training, but a more luxurious and extravagant accident, playing in the first team of La Liga.

God, wouldn't that be the same as Peter or Mayoral.

God, he couldn't believe that the elder Moralete would invite him to join Valencia's club. (To be continued.) )