Chapter 452: Pit My Club
452 pit my club
Ouyang Zhentian didn't go home directly at first, nor did he drive in the direction of the company. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Ouyang Qingfeng was a little curious, and kept asking on the way, "Lao Tzu, where are we going now?"
"Can you call me Dad, it's strange to call me Lao Tzu! I'm your Dad, my own Dad......
"I'm a little unaccustomed, I've never called this word in eighteen years, and suddenly asked me to call it, it's very awkward! Give me some time!" Ouyang Qingfeng said dissatisfiedly.
"Damn! You are my Ouyang Zhentian's son, everything you do must be neat and tidy, twist and pinch like something!!Man, you have to be domineering! Yes, no, no, no, you can't even call your father, how can you achieve great things in the future!" Ouyang Zhentian said while driving.
was said like this, oops, Ouyang Qingfeng couldn't stand it, what he couldn't stand the most was that others provoked him.
"Dad......"
"Hey, good son!"
"Then can you tell me where we're going now?" asked Ouyang Qingfeng.
"Blue Moon!"
"Blue Moon?" Ouyang Qingfeng suddenly thought of the contract that Duterresa had shown him before, and the last name of the club was Blue Moon, "Football club?"
"That's right!" Ouyang Zhentian smiled confidently, "It was formerly a second-class team, because of the company's poor management, resulting in a lack of funds, unable to pay salaries, players have no intention of playing, and finally the results plummeted, and it has been removed from the second division this year!"
"You still accept such a club?" asked Ouyang Qingfeng.
"Yes, it would be better for me to rebuild a club, but I didn't do that! It's really not very good at the moment, but the Blue Moon is still there, and it's not his team that I look at, it's the culture behind it. Many Ludao people, and even Chinese people have been influenced by the Blue Moon culture, although the second level, but they are standing at the peak of the second division, the battle for the first class is still fresh in the memory of many people, there is such a group of fans, plus our later efforts, if you want to quickly put the blue moon on the right track, it is much easier!"
Ouyang Zhentian explained.
Ouyang Qingfeng instantly understood what was going on, and nodded, "Then I'm going to play in it too?"
"Of course!"
"Class B, no, it's Class C, an amateur team, Dad...... There are a lot of people looking for me to go to La Liga?" Ouyang Qingfeng said with a sigh.
"So what?" Ouyang Zhentian said very domineeringly, "No matter how good La Liga is, it is also someone else's, no matter how bad Blue Moon is, it is also your Ouyang family!"
"Looks like that's the case!"
"If you can bring Blue Moon back to the second grade, then you will play your worth!"
"Dad, you look down on me too much......"
"What? You still want to be first-class?"
"Is it the man I want to stand on the top of world football, and a second division can keep me?" Ouyang Qingfeng said confidently, "I want to surpass Ronaldo and Messi!"
Ouyang Zhentian laughed, "Hahahaha! I knew that your kid was ambitious, don't worry, I will let you get the best training resources!"
Blue Moon Club.
Ouyang Zhentian stopped the car, "You go in first to have a look, I'll park! Remember, don't run around!"
"Got it!"
Although he was nagged, Ouyang Qingfeng was very happy in his heart, because he at least had a feeling of being cared for by his family.
A three-story building was broken, Ouyang Qingfeng walked up and found that there was no one inside, the door of an office was open, and the teacups on the table were still steaming, it should have just left.
There was a whistle and a shout, and he clearly heard the sound of the football hitting the post, and in his heart, he immediately went downstairs and walked directly to the place he longed for the most.
Training pitch.
The training ground is behind a building behind the office building, there are immediately several people kicking the ball, the door is tightly locked, the door is not high, more than three meters in appearance, Ouyang Qingfeng looked around, took two steps back, suddenly a run, and then jumped, put one hand on the top of the door, shook his body, and jumped directly over the gate.
In less than two seconds, he landed steadily.
The training pitch was still a distance of one or twenty meters from Temen, and he put his hands in his pockets and walked happily to the training ground.
As soon as he arrived on the sidelines, he rolled his eyes directly, this Nima ...... It's a training ground, although he is not hypocritical, but he is also a little dissatisfied in his heart, this is obviously the loess land!
There are faint green grass in a few places on the field, and the rest of the place is loess, and there are even some potholes on the ground.
Several men in training uniforms shouted there.
Similarly, a few sat on the sidelines smoking cigarettes, and some even played with their mobile phones. Several men were at least playing on the field, but Ouyang Qingfeng really couldn't be sure if they were playing football or ......
I saw a teammate pass the ball out, the striker ran up to answer, the ball speed was not fast, the defender was not fast, but the ball arrived, the striker had not arrived, and when the defender arrived, he collided with the striker.
"Damn, are you going to pass the ball?" the striker scolded complainingly.
"Nima, you are blind, you won't hide away when you see me coming?" the guard also scolded!
The man who passed the ball looked disappointed and tried to say something but never spoke.
"! I forgot to say that you are so stupid, the ball is gone, why are you running to hit me?" the striker got up and pushed the opposing defender directly.
", it's obvious that you're slow to react......"
"Nima ......"
"Nima ......"
The two big men were pushing and shoving over there, and no one stepped forward to stop them, as if they were relieved that they would not fight, and sure enough, after pushing for a while, they still didn't fight, and there Nima ...... Nima's mouth watered.
Ouyang Qingfeng covered his face and really couldn't stand it.
That state can't be described as sluggish, one by one looks sluggish and depressed, "Nima, this is the so-called strength that was once the peak of the second grade......?"
Ouyang Qingfeng sneered, and suddenly, a man standing in the middle saw Ouyang Qingfeng, walked over, and asked, "Who are you?"
Ouyang Qingfeng didn't know this person, but he knew that this ball was the person who passed the ball just now.
"I'm passing by, come in and have a look, I came in through that gate!" Ouyang Qingfeng pointed to the gate behind him and said, "Seeing that you guys are playing football, I will come and have a look." ”
"Oh!"
The man just shook off for a moment, and then continued back into the field.
"No, according to the development of the plot, shouldn't these people treat themselves as thieves or bad guys or something like that, and then surround themselves and ask about the situation? Why don't you play cards according to the routine?" Ouyang Qingfeng kept asking himself in his heart.
"Are you playing football?" asked Ouyang Qingfeng.
"You're blind, aren't we playing football, are we still playing with our sisters, I'm the main striker here!" the striker said mockingly.
"Are you sure you're playing football?" Ouyang Qingfeng sneered, "A striker who is as fat as a pig, can't run, can't catch the ball, what big thing is he talking about?"
"Boy, what are you talking about?" The striker stepped forward and walked up to Ouyang Qingfeng, looking at the young man very angrily.
"The ball, it's not kicked like this!" Ouyang Qingfeng looked at the man in front of him, with more than eight heads of one meter and eight heads, and the fat on his stomach must have weighed thirty pounds.
"Huh...... Hahahaha!" the striker laughed, "Kid, you were still in elementary school when I played football, and I still need you to teach me Huang Haowu to play football...... Don't interfere with our training!"
"I didn't plan to teach you, you can't learn from me with your stature!" Ouyang Qingfeng said very calmly. (To be continued.) )