Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 64 The Situation of Silence

Steven Gerrard's penalty sealed the final result of the game at 3-1, and Liverpool took a surprise victory in the case of a large rotation.

Although Rogers was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, when he stood in the interview area, he still acted calmly:
"I told these players that chances are always reserved for those who are prepared. They lived up to my hopes and they also proved that they are worthy of the jersey they wear."

The reporter asked a question:
"The first half of the game was a bit difficult, who changed the situation?"

Rogers replied without hesitation:

"Obviously Gerrard came on and turned things around, he was a leader in midfield, the first goal was a direct assist from him and the third penalty was also his own. , such a header player, the club should try their best to keep it!"

He took a breath, as if remembering something:
"In addition to Steven, another key player is Lu Feng. He supported our offensive line with his speed and calmness. I am very relieved. And with such an outstanding young man, he will definitely be a valuable asset for Liverpool!"
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"Among the three substitute players, Gerrard's appearance certainly stabilized the morale of the army, and Sterling also made great contributions on both offensive and defensive ends, but it was the Chinese teenager Lu Feng who really broke the deadlock."

"Equalizing the score, creating an own goal, making a penalty kick, and sending off Ramos... Such a performance is worthy of 10 points!"

"Calm, composed, focused, brave, and even a little cunning, Lu Feng's Champions League debut is perfect!"

"The Champions League debut is an away game against Real Madrid. May I ask which player can deliver such a result under such circumstances?"

"The Chinese striker conquered the Bernabéu! [-] Meilingers are convinced!"

"Barcelona calls him by name! Liverpool please cover your pockets!"

"Bayern Munich throws an olive branch! He is the natural successor of Robery!"

"Wenger pointed at Lu Feng: Young people should come to the arsenal to hone their skills!"

"Juventus: young boys are best for experienced old women!"

"Paris Saint-Germain: Do you want to experience the life of the rich?"

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Although most of the touting news is groundless or even forcibly fabricated, it is undeniable that defeating Real Madrid, the main force in the Champions League, has undoubtedly won Lu Feng unprecedented attention.

Although he only scored one goal, he is not as good as the one-pass Gerrard in terms of direct statistics, but as long as he is a fan who has watched the goal highlights, he will not deny his talent.

Especially... the own goal he made, the moment he observed Ramos' position, Lu Feng, who was only 18 years old, acted like an old fox who had been in football for 20 years!
If Lu Feng had a professional agent, this match would be enough to contact more than ten clubs, but... his mother is just a former primary school teacher, and she doesn't have any connections or channels in the entire European football world. It's impossible for Lan to use the phone number he found on Google to sell his son to those strange clubs one by one, right?
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"You're even hotter than Raheem (Sterling) right now, bro."

In the hotel room in Madrid, Jordan Ibi expressed his congratulations to Lu Feng sourly.

Lu Feng smiled and threw a bottle of water to him:

"Actually, Raheem could have killed the game, but ... he was just too happy to shoot."

What he said was not a lie. Sterling did not do nothing after playing. He was extremely fast, flexible, and sharp dribbling. The happy England teenager is always a little short, and such performances always make Rodgers and Liverpool fans love and hate.

But Ibby was still relentless:
"This is the Bernabéu, you overthrew their vice-captain Ramos! This is the best publicity!"

He was still chattering when the phone in the room rang.

Lu Feng made a "shut up" gesture to him, then picked up the microphone:
"Hello? What did you say? We don't understand Spanish and we don't need any room service, thanks."

There was silence on the phone for three seconds, and then switched to a slightly broken English:

"Hello, I'm sorry to interrupt your rest. There is a Mr. Mendes who wants to meet with Mr. Lu Feng. Yes, Jorge Mendes."

This time, it was Lu Feng who was silent.
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Who is Jorge Mendes?

A Portuguese football agent.

Two of his most famous clients are:

Cristiano Ronaldo, Jose Mourinho.

Now, this football predator who is less than 50 years old is sitting in front of Lu Feng.

When Lu Feng walked into this exquisite private living room, a faint smile naturally appeared on Mendes' face.

He stood up from the sofa, took two steps forward and stretched out his hands:
"Excuse me, I hope I didn't make you feel uncomfortable, Mr. Lu."

Although he is a Portuguese, his English has a more London accent than Lu Feng who lives in Liverpool, a suburb of England.

Lu Feng smiled and shook hands with him:

"Mr. Mendez, nice to meet you, flattered to see you."

The two sat opposite each other, and Mendes pointed to himself:
"I don't know if you know me well, do I still need to introduce myself?"

Lu Feng shook his head:

"I don't think there's a footballer who hasn't heard your name, even in closed circles like England."

Compared with La Liga, Serie A, Ligue [-], and Portuguese Super League, the British Isles are indeed relatively closed and independent, and the market for players and coaches is also divided up by local agents. He has already reached out his hand when he was rising, and now he still has a lot of influence in giants such as Chelsea, Manchester United, and Manchester City.

Saying that Mendes is the number one agent in football today, there probably won't be too many objections.

Mendez poured himself a glass of wine with a smile, and asked:
"A really good wine from a Portuguese winery, drink some?"

Lu Feng shrugged his shoulders and poured himself half a glass of lemonade:
"Thanks, but I'm really not used to drinking."

Mendes nodded and pushed the bottle aside:
"You're very frank, Mr. Lu, so let's have a frank conversation.

You have excellent talents, and you have a huge market with unlimited potential behind you, but with all due respect, your current agent, or your mother, cannot fully help you take advantage of these advantages.

Therefore, I hope you can become my client. In contrast, I will use all my contacts to assist you to become a top superstar, just like another client of mine, Cristiano Ronaldo. "

Lu Feng was not angry because Mendes "criticized" his mother, because he knew very well that letting his mother act as his manager from the beginning was not a long-term solution.

So he took a sip of lemonade:

"I am very grateful to Mr. Mendez for his evaluation of me. It is indeed a compliment to me to be able to receive your appreciation.

But before that, I would like to hear, have you considered my future development plan? "

When it comes to business, Mendes exudes a confident domineering:
"If you want, I can get Real Madrid to sign you now."

He saw that Lu Feng wanted to speak, so he smiled and shook his fingers:
"But you wouldn't agree because, you know, Real Madrid is ten times more competitive than Liverpool."

Lu Feng nodded silently.

Yes, he has to compete with Sterling and Coutinho in Liverpool, but Real Madrid's left winger...is Ronaldo!

Argentina's "Angel Wing" Di Maria and Welsh's "Monkey King" Bale were all pushed away by him. How could I have the confidence to compete with the Portuguese King for the same position?
Mendes took a sip of the wine, then wiped the corner of his mouth gentlemanly:
"Are you happy with where you are at Liverpool?"

Lu Feng was silent for three seconds, then shook his head honestly:
"No one wants to be on the bench all the time."

Mendes snapped his fingers:

"Thank you for your frankness, you didn't tell me that you wanted to be the second Guti and would rather sit on the bench for ten years than be the core of another team.

Don't worry, everything will be run by me. Within a week, you will see that all leagues will send you invitations. Your future is not just a club of Liverpool. "

Lu Feng's throat moved, and he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it anyway.

Mendes seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and raised his glass with a smile:
"Of course, the person who can ultimately decide your future will not be me, nor anyone else, but only you."

(End of this chapter)