super football star

Chapter 830 Rejecting Van Gaal's Invitation

However, Li Feng still lost in the end. Although Li Feng didn't want to admit it, he knew very well in his heart that he was indeed inferior to General Fan in ping pong.

Van Persie's table tennis level is definitely at the top among amateur players, and Li Feng even doubts whether this guy spends all his spare time playing table tennis continuously.

"Hahaha~~~ I'm in a much better mood now. Although I lost in the competition for the Golden Boot, it's good to win back in table tennis." Van Persie was unexpectedly upright.

"Feng~~~ I hope we can cooperate happily in the new season," he said, walking to Li Feng's side and extending his hand.

"It will definitely be very enjoyable, but since you won the table tennis, the golden boots for the new season will still belong to me." Li Feng has never been one who will suffer losses.

"Dude~~~You're embarrassing us forwards, the Golden Boot should be the honor for forwards," Van Persie said with a depressed face.

As a striker, he hasn't won the league golden boot yet, but the guy in front of him has won the league golden boot in three leagues in four seasons, the Bundesliga won two small steel guns in two seasons, and the Premier League last season.

Listening to the two bosses discussing the issue of the Golden Boot, the two younger brothers listened enviously. The two of them knew very well that the most important thing for them in the new season was to gain a firm foothold in Manchester City.

In the end, after visiting all the places, Li Feng took the four of them out for food. As a senior foodie, Li Feng knew a lot about Manchester, and this time the place he went to was very special to Manchester City. Not only did the food taste good, but the owner was also a fan of Manchester City.

After a pleasant lunch, Li Feng parted ways with the four of them. Li Feng went home, and the four of them had to return to the club because there was still a press conference in the afternoon.

Back home, Sylvia wasn't there, so Li Feng, who had nothing to do, was going to turn on the computer in his room to play games, but sometimes things were so coincidental.

When Li Feng had just logged into the message, his phone rang. When he saw the call, he immediately aroused curiosity, because the caller ID was Van Gaal.

You know, Van Gaal has just taken over the Dutch national team not long ago. At this time, he should be dealing with the mess left by his predecessor instead of calling him.

"Head?" But Li Feng didn't hesitate at all.

"Are you in Manchester?" Van Gaal asked quite directly.

"Yes," Li Feng replied.

"Well, I'm getting ready to board the plane now, and I'll arrive in Manchester in two hours. I have something I want to talk to you about," Van Gaal said.

"I'll pick you up at the airport later that night" a short phone call.

Since Van Gaal was coming, Li Feng gave up the idea of ​​playing games. He first confirmed with Sylvia that he would not have dinner at home, and then Li Feng couldn't help thinking about what Van Gaal said.

It's not that Li Feng is too sensitive, but that Li Feng really has to think a lot during this period of time. What's going on with him is very clear, even the whole world knows, and the Chinese Football Association has already shamed the whole world because of his relationship.

It is really hard to imagine that a player who is almost on the top of Europe has never been able to be selected for the national team. From the perspective of Europe, this cannot be described as weird.

After an hour of this, Sylvia came back, pushing a small cart into the house, and cleaned the goods. In addition to the necessary daily necessities, there were also snacks and food.

After tidying up their things, the two of them went out together. Naturally, it was impossible to drive a sports car to pick them up. Not long after the two of them arrived at the airport, Van Gaal arrived on time.

It can be seen from Van Gaal's expression that the recent Van Gaal must have a lot of troubles, but this is not surprising. In charge of the national team has never been an easy task, and even the pressure is greater than that of the club.

Moreover, the Netherlands was too chaotic before. This is not only the conflict between the head coach and the players, but also the players.

When he came to the car, Van Gaal didn't even try to hide it, "I think you probably already guessed what I want to say, right?"

Li Feng nodded, while Sylvia started the car.

"Actually, in the history of Dutch football, there was a Chinese-Dutch player," Van Gaal said.

"Eh?" Li Feng was taken aback, he really didn't know this.

"His name is Lin Qiuli. Speaking of which, you are still from the same hometown, and his grandfather is also from Wenzhou, Zhejiang, China," Van Gaal explained to Li Feng.

"He was at Ajax for seven years, he was team-mates with Johan Cruyff and he played for the Dutch national team," Van Gaal continued.

"But, boss, I'm different from him." Hearing what Van Gaal said, Li Feng took out his mobile phone and searched for the name on the Internet.

Lin Qiuli is only a quarter of Chinese blood. He was born in The Hague, the Netherlands, and has lived in the Netherlands since he was a child. To put it bluntly, he is no different from a real Dutchman.

"Of course I know, but the wind? Don't you want to stand on the highest stage in the world? Don't you want to touch the trophy that fascinates countless people?" Van Gaal's words were full of temptation.

"As long as you want, the Netherlands will completely revolve around you to choose the new national team, and I also believe that if you really join the Netherlands, two years later, we will be the most favorable contenders for that trophy," Van Gaal continued to seduce.

"I also know that it is impossible for you to be called due to your relationship with your national football association, and I know even more that even if Chinese football has you, at most it will only go to the World Cup for a round, which is really a pity for you."

This is a cruel fact. Indeed, if Li Feng does not change his nationality, he will never be able to touch the Hercules Cup in this life. Moreover, with Li Feng's current bad relationship with the Football Association, whether he can enter the national team in the future is a problem.

"I am very grateful for the trust of the head. I also know my current situation, but even so, I still have no thought of changing my nationality or joining other national teams, not even the slightest idea."

"I am proud of being Chinese. Indeed, in football, we are not a strong country, or even the bottom, but this does not hinder my love and admiration for my country, nor is it a reason for me to change my nationality, even if I will never be able to participate in the World Cup," Li Feng said firmly.

"So first~~~ I'm sorry, I can't agree to the matter of changing my nationality to join the Dutch national team, and I can't agree to it," Li Feng finally said.

(End of this chapter)