I spend crazy money in football

Well, Ye Feng knows that now he has no time to worry about other people's affairs, and he is still in a state of desperation!

I can't tell others about this matter yet. Ye Feng doesn't know anyone who has got Guardiola's guarantee, but he doesn't have one anyway.

Regarding this matter, Ye Feng felt that Guardiola did not do well, and he didn't even have any emotional intelligence.

Whether you plan to reuse me or not, a phone call is not too much, right?

You can dislike my playing style, but does this communication matter?

Anyway, Ye Feng didn't know what Guardiola was thinking.

Maybe he was unwilling to even the most basic perfunctory.

"How many goals do you plan to score in the new season?" Just when Ye Feng was in a daze, Gomez came over with a glass of wine, "If you think the golden boots are crooked, then I don't mind at all!"

Looking at Gomez's eager look, Ye Feng couldn't help laughing.

You are so swell!

It is true that Gomez had the opportunity to compete with Ye Feng for the Bundesliga Golden Boot last season, but the gap between the two is a bit big, which cannot be fully reflected by the scoring statistics.

Don't look at the difference between the two in the scorer list in the end, but if you count the playing time as a whole, Ye Feng's scoring efficiency far exceeds that of Gomez.

After all, Ye Feng almost scored 20 goals in the Champions League, and his energy was mainly released in the Champions League. Naturally, the league will inevitably be negligent.

However, Ye Feng felt that Gomez was very courageous.

A striker who doesn't want to win the Golden Boot is definitely not a good striker!

"Then you have to work harder. Don't let me play a game. The goals you have saved in a few games will be surpassed by me. That's so boring." Not like encouragement.

Gomez was so shocked and felt so heartbroken that he couldn't help sighing.

Just fucked up!

Besides super wingers, which center isn't the team's top shot?

But Bayern is an exception. With Ye Feng as an unreasonable all-round midfielder, what's the matter with the striker?

"Look, I will definitely hold more parties to invite Frank and Aryan to play, and then let them assist me with their lives." Gomez still refused to admit defeat with his neck stuck.

Ye Feng wanted to laugh even more.

"You think your party is more fun than mine?"

In a word, Gomez was defeated, which he really couldn't compare.

Gomez's appearance of defeating the rooster aroused the interest of other players, but they knew that the challenge of Ye Feng, who was beyond his control, had already become Gomez's repertoire.

Don't look at Gomez who is very depressed now, but after a while, he will probably be alive and kicking again, so don't worry about it at all.

After a while, Farfan came over, having a good time, he finally remembered his business.

"Guardiola told me that I am an important part of the team lineup and will play a very important role. Although I may not be the main force, it is definitely an important rotation, and I will have a high degree of tactical freedom when I play." Farfan scratched his head and asked Ye Feng: "Do you think he is lying to me?"

Ye Feng sighed, not for Farfan, but for himself.

Sure enough, Guardiola had already called Farfan, but he just didn't call himself.

I really don't want to do any face-saving work.

"Shouldn't be lying to you!"

"I said last season that Bayern's lineup is not reasonable, the main lineup is strong, but the bench is lacking."

"Once there is a wave of injuries, the formation will be stretched, and the rotation can only go to the second team to find someone."

"Your versatility in the frontcourt is destined to have enough playing time, and even the sum will not be less than the main players."

"Of course, the importance of the game cannot be guaranteed."

"So you don't have to worry at all, all you have to do is maintain your body."

"You have to know that in Bayern, players will always get injured for no reason. If you can't avoid it, then there is nothing you can do."

Ye Feng told Farfan frankly that Bayern is indeed in this situation at present.

Last season, the frontcourt was a little better. The center had Klose as a substitute, and the midfield had Kroos and Tymoshchuk, but the wings and the back line were full of people. Let alone qualified substitutes, if someone was injured Yes, the starting lineup is not complete.

Farfan is coming in the new season, whether Ribery or Robben is injured, Farfan can go up, even if Muller is injured, Farfan can also play as a cameo midfielder.

His versatility determines his importance.

Whoever is the head coach will like this kind of player.

Of course, when the main players are not injured and the rotation is not considered, Farfan should still be able to sit on the bench. After all, it is still difficult for him to compete with Robben Ribéry for the starting position under normal circumstances.

Among other things, the price difference is more than half, how can it be compared?

Farfan left very comfortably, maybe he also knew the situation, but speaking from Ye Feng's mouth would make him feel more at ease.

The party had a lot of fun, everyone left contentedly, and then agreed on when the next party would be, completely ignoring Ye Feng's feelings as the host.

Ye Feng: ? ? ?

Co-authors, you only need the venue. It doesn’t make any difference whether I, the host, have one, doesn’t it?

Made!

And throw a lonely party!

move place!

Finally, the day for Bayern to report on the training camp has arrived.

Outside the training base on Sebena Avenue, countless fans gathered here, and many reporters also squatted here, hoping to report first-hand news materials.

Ye Feng drove the newly purchased Aston Martin one77 to the training base, which naturally attracted screams.

As soon as he got off the car, he saw a few teammates rushing over enthusiastically, looking like they wanted to hug, Ye Feng's mood was much better.

However, as soon as Ye Feng opened his arms, he was pulled aside by Mu Le.

Muller lay on the hood of the Aston Martin, caressing his lover affectionately, which made Ye Feng waste his feelings.

Feelings, you really like cars!

piss off!