At the same time, the city of Leicester, England.

During a press conference at Leicester City's training base.

The team's Chinese-American owner, Vichai, is smiling as he holds up a Leicester City home shirt with Claudio Ranieri's name on it.

Beside him, an old man with eyes and a smile so kind that he looked a little shy also held the jersey.

"Welcome to Leicester City, Mr. Ranieri." After a moment of flashing media lights, Vichai dropped his shirt and held out his right hand towards Ranieri.

Due to the sudden scandal of the previous team manager before the season, Wichai had to quickly search for a suitable head coach in the football world.

With little time left, he ended up choosing a less satisfying, but acceptable, option.

That is the Ranieri in front of him, known as the 'tinkerer'.

He may not be the most suitable person and does not have the ability to lead Leicester City to glory.

However, at least in terms of relegation and acting as a firefighting coach, this Italian with a fairly stable coaching record is trustworthy.

Or, to put it another way, Vichai doesn't have a lot of options.

He had to make a decision that made sense, even if it was a passing grade in his mind.

"It's a great honor."

Ranieri held out his right hand towards Vichai.

The two shook hands, and soon sat down at the table and began to sign the contract.

Ranieri is well aware of the task of Leicester's arrival.

He is also very clear about his position, just a mediocre, tinkering potmaker.

No one would believe what a great result he could play and what glory he would take a team to.

Looking at his career, his performances are indeed worthy of his current awkward position in football.

In addition to his early success in Carraria, he had only two less important cup titles in the next two decades.

Compared to bringing La Liga giants Atletico Madrid to relegation, Chelsea, who spent a lot of money, is a mess.

Those goosebumps can't support his resume at all.

In recent years, his offers have become less and less, often taking up the post in the heat of the storm, and being dismissed in a hurry after the team has stabilized.

A failed coach, a coach who has been abandoned by football!

This is what Ranieri often says when he laughs at himself.

The corners of his mouth often smile self-deprecatingly, as if he has looked down on everything.

Although his face was still full of smiles, it had already lacked a bit of the former glow.

But, how is this possible?

For the career he has insisted on all his life, how can he give up like this?

Who is born to be labeled as mediocre and tinker?

Who is still holding on and doesn't believe that miracles are ahead?

At the very least, Ranieri, who was 64 years old at the time, wanted to go further, even if it seemed to outsiders to be just an extravagant hope.

"Okay, for me, my mission here is to stay relegated."

"So, I thought ahead that if we get 40 points, we're hopeful of doing that."

"That's what I'm here for, thank you."

Moments later, Ranieri spoke to reporters something more in line with his stereotype of modesty and mediocrity, and the press conference ended abruptly.

"Mr. Ranieri, regarding the first team of the team, I and the management of the team will not interfere in anything, at most it is just a suggestion, and in the end, it is up to you to do it."

As they were about to part, Vichai spoke to Ranieri.

"I hope to get my mission done, hahaha." Ranieri shrugged and laughed.

"Oh yes, I might apply for a commercially selected player for the first team, just maybe."

Vichai seemed to suddenly remember something, and said: "I have some plans for the team's brand influence in Asia, this is no problem, right?" ”

"Of course there is no problem with a spot." Ranieri didn't care about anything, shook his head and didn't say much.

"Come on."

"Come on."

The two fists bumped fists one last time and parted ways at the door of the press conference.

Naturally, Wichai still has some coordination work on the transfer budget and so on.

As for Claudio Ranieri, he is about to go to the team's office to get some information about the general physical condition of the players.

Then, after a few more days, the pre-season recovery training and some warm-up games will begin.

…………

Time flies, in July, the busiest summer month in European football.

Chen Yufeng also spent a month in hard physical training.

In the days of endeavor, life is always very fulfilling, and it will also pass quickly.

August 3rd.

On this day, Chen Yufeng, who was in London, finally came to Leicestershire with his father Chen Binghua.

The club's various procedures were still a little slow, including Chen Yufeng's personal physical reasons, and finally they agreed on this day for the report.

'There's a press conference for new players coming in later, and you're with a midfielder from Caen.

In the taxi, Chen Binghua was explaining to Chen Yufeng.

In fact, there is no need to say much about these things.

Even if Chen Yufeng is still a little transparent in the current European football, he is a stealth player who has never had a stable performance and stable playing time.

But he has been in so many teams over the years, and he still has experience in all aspects.

"I see."

Chen Yufeng nodded slightly, and then looked out of the car.

Soon, the vehicle was driving outside the King Power Stadium, Leicester City's home stadium.

King Power Stadium is not a large stadium, but because it is built on a stream and the surrounding greenery is very good, it still looks like a different charm, at least it is more comfortable.

For Leicesters who have put football into their lives, there's nothing more exciting than watching a home game last weekend.

Just passing by, Chen Yufeng can already imagine the tens of thousands of Leicester City fans that this place attracts at the weekend.

When the time comes, it will be flooded into a sea of blue.

"You have to play in this stadium."

Looking at the Imperial Power Stadium and thinking of the light and glory of this stadium at the end of the season, Chen Yufeng secretly set a goal for himself in his heart.

He believed he could do it.

It didn't take long for Chen Yufeng and Chen Binghua to arrive at the training base in Leicester City.

It was still the same place where Ranieri's joining press conference was held before, and Chen Yufeng quickly walked to the scene with the club's staff.

There, Chen Yufeng saw two unattractive faces at a glance.

One, naturally, is the legendary coach of Leicester City, Claudio. Ranieri!

The other is the French defender who is also very familiar, N'Golo Kante.

Seeing Chen Yufeng's arrival, Ranieri nodded slightly, and pointed to the seat next to him to signal Chen Yufeng to come in.

Kanter, next to him, smiled shyly, as if he was still a little unfamiliar with his Asian face.

Seeing that he finally ushered in the moment of joining a great season, Chen Yufeng was a little excited at this time.

Even though, no one would believe he could play at Leicester City.

So what is it?

Now, will anyone believe that Claudio Ranieri will lead the Foxes to snatch the title from the mighty Premier League?

Let's go one step at a time until we reach the end......