Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Inside Wulihe Stadium.

It's the last minute of the game.

The Spanish team's offense was wave after wave, seemingly endless.

The Liaodong team was blocked in the half court and defended to the death.

Qin Feng's body was black and green, covered with dirt and grass marks.

Other Liaodong players are not much better.

Zhao Junze's thigh was bruised, Sun Jihai's hair was covered with grass clippings, Grosso's hairstyle was messed up, and Modric's shorts were almost pulled off during the fight.

The Spanish players on the opposite side are also uncomfortable.

A group of players around 30 turned pale and insisted on attacking with only a will.

The game enters the final 30 seconds.

Spain gets a corner from the left.

Even the goalkeeper Canizares rushed to the Liaodong penalty area.

In order to win, they go all out!

Enrique sets the football.

Moved carefully twice.

Looking up, he took a deep breath, backed up, ran up, kicked up.

The football flew straight to the point behind the Liaodong goal.

A group of people on both sides turned their backs.

Zheng Zhi and Alfonso collided, and the two fell outside the penalty area.

The football flew across the head of the leaping Canizares.

At the end, Zhang Anhua and Morientes faced off again in the air.

The two nearly hit the football together.

The football squeezes towards the point in front of the goal.

Raul rushed up to shoot, but he suddenly went limp.

The football was preempted by Pepe, who had been following Raul.

Spain is empty!

good chance!

Seeing Qin Feng's position, Peipei kicked up and passed him a long pass behind him.

As long as this ball rushes up, it is a lore!

Suddenly a white figure rushed up.

It's Alfonso, jumping up to block the passing lane.

With a bang, the football kicked by Pepe hit Alfonso's back and bounced towards the penalty spot.

Ye Luo reacted very quickly and stretched out his foot to poke.

The football passed under the legs of Zhao Junze, who was desperately trying to block it, and crossed Liu Jiansheng's ten fingers, hitting the lower right corner of the goal.

3: 4.

There are 2 seconds left in stoppage time.

The Spanish team once again overtook the score.

After scoring the goal, Hierro was startled, then showed an ecstatic expression, and rushed towards other Spanish players frantically.

Raul, Enrique, Sergi, Echebellia...

Everyone rushed over.

They are no longer the calm look they had when they scored goals.

A group of people huddled together and cheered happily.

The players of the Liaodong team were all stunned.

Especially Pepe who made a mistake.

He still maintained the posture of falling down after passing the ball, turning his head to look at the football in the net with a dull face.

The same is true for Qin Feng outside the restricted area.

His chest felt tight, and his breath was blocked in his throat, and he couldn't get out no matter what.

Look at the other players.

Zhao Junze clenched his teeth, trying to endure something.

Ibrahimovic clenched his fists, competing with himself.

Modric, the youngest, has red eye circles...

Everyone bowed their heads.

Qin Feng noticed everyone's state.

He tightened the captain's armband on his left arm tightly.

"Don't stand still, the referee hasn't blown the whistle, the game is not over!"

"Liaodong team, prepare to attack!"

Roaring, Qin Feng rushed into the goal with a cane on his back, and picked up the football into his arms.

He ran to the middle circle, set up the football, and stood back in his position to wait for the kick-off.

there is no time...

But the game can be lost, but the heart can't lose, let alone hope!

Inspired by Qin Feng.

The players of the Liaodong team raised their heads and lined up quickly.

The Spanish player on the opposite side was stunned.

The Liaodong team is a respectable opponent!

They glanced at each other, stopped to celebrate at the same time, and returned to their own half to stand ready.

The huge Wulihe Stadium was extremely quiet.

All the fans covered their mouths, trying not to let tears fall.

The referee looks at his watch.

The game time has passed 96 minutes.

He sighed heavily and blew the kickoff whistle.

Ibrahimovic knocked the ball and rushed towards the Spanish half.

Modric made a long pass to Ibrahimovic, and the football was first hit by Spanish defender Nadal.

Hierrod gets the ball.

Qin Feng, Zhao Junze, Zheng Zhi... all rushed forward to encircle them.

beep!

The whistle was harsh.

The referee gritted his teeth and signaled the end of the game.

Otherwise, what should I do? It's been 97 minutes...

The sound of the whistle made Qin Feng's heart tremble heavily.

Other Liaodong players sat down on the turf.

Worked hard the whole game and lost the game at the last minute.

Everyone feels bad.

Ibrahimovic clasped his hands on his knees with a lonely expression. He scored two goals in this game, but he still couldn't change the ending.

Zhao Junze buried his head between his legs, and his shoulders kept shrugging.

Modric finally shed the tears he had endured for a long time. He frowned deeply, gritted his teeth and stared at the Spanish goal.

The most unbearable is Pepe.

Sitting on the ground, he clenched his fists tightly. Tears had already flowed all over his face, and the gauze on the top of his head was faintly showing bright red.

He is blaming himself...

Qin Feng looked at the status of the players.

Walk to Pepe on crutches.

squat.

Clutching Pepe's head to his chest.

"Pepe, heroes are human too..."

Hear Qin Feng's comfort.

Pepe couldn't bear it any longer, and wept bitterly.

"Mr. Qin, it's my fault. The gauze blocked my eyes. I didn't see anyone coming up. I didn't see..."

Qin Feng's chest was moistened quickly.

He hugged Pepe's head even harder, "Silly boy, you are only 15, which hero didn't make mistakes when he was young..."

Pepe cried even louder...

"Pepe, swap jerseys?"

Raul came up suddenly, leaned over and patted Pepe on the shoulder, "You boy, you seem to want to eat people when defending me!"

Glancing at Raul, Qin Feng chuckled.

He got up and pulled Pepe vigorously, "Go, be more graceful..."

Pepe had snot and tears on his face. He wiped his face with the front of his jersey, blew his nose twice, and then nodded and took off his jersey.

Raul was taken aback.

Or pull off the jersey and hand it over.

The two exchanged jerseys and got together to talk.

Qin Feng has already stepped aside.

The respect of the opponent is the best comfort for these boys!

In the middle circle, Hierro found Modric.

He took off his jersey and handed it over, "You are not bad, I hope to see you in Real Madrid one day!"

Modric quickly wiped away the tears on his face, took off his jersey and exchanged it with Hierro.

"I'm a player from Liaodong. If we meet again, I will be an opponent!"

Hierro smiled and held out his right hand.

The two clapped their hands lightly.

On the other side, Enrique found Zhao Junze...

Grosso and Echeberia come together...

Only Ibrahimovic.

Rejected Abelardo's kindness.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Next time, you wait for the next time!"

After losing the game, Ibrahimovic was depressed, he was not convinced!

At this moment.

A loud roar suddenly came from the loudspeaker in the stadium.

"Liao... Dong... Liao... Dong!"

Sun Fenglin stood in the middle of the podium with a microphone in his hand.

His face was full of tears, and his voice was hoarse!

Both the fans and the Liaodong players on the field were stunned.

Sun Li's crying voice came from the speaker again.

"Liao... Dong... Liao... Dong!"

Now the fans reacted.

Everyone jumped on their seats and yelled, "Tiger soars!"

"Liao... Dong... Liao... Dong!" The roars of Sun Fenglin and Sun Li sounded at the same time.

"We are connected!"

Li Wenkang, "Lombardo"...

Everyone was crying and screaming.

"Wind and rain, green grass, my heart does not change, Liaodong Liaodong, you have no limit!"

"Believe in dreams, go forward bravely, Liaodong Liaodong, you never give up!"

"Sorrow and happiness, let's face it together, Liaodong Liaodong, you will move forward forever!"

"..."

Wulihe Stadium.

5 fans, standing in seats.

They put their hands on the shoulders of the person next to them.

5 people connected into a circle.

The heaven-shaking singing was unified.

Singing and singing, they shed tears and danced to the rhythm.

The whole stadium was bright red, like a rising flame!

Inside the Longvision studio.

Sun Shengping's voice choked up: "Liaodong Ibrahimovic, 18 years old, Modric, 18 years old, Zhao Junze, 19 years old, Xu Bo, 18 years old, Zhao Jiayi, 18 years old..."

"Chairman Qin Feng is only 18 years old!"

"Youth will inevitably have regrets!"

"Facing the mighty Spain, they..."

"Defeated is glorious!"

On the side, Han Qiaozheng had already burst into tears.

"Guys, don't cry, the fans won't blame you, no one will blame you!"

"You are still young!"

"Your future is like the sea, and the future will be long!"

None of the fans in front of the TV did not cry.

At the TV counter of a shopping mall in Shengjing, several porters blushed and yelled along with the fans.

Beside them, there were a few salesgirls who kept wiping tears.

In the cafeteria of Yenching University, a group of heavenly beauties cried and shouted "Liaodong Liaodong"!

An ordinary family in Yangcheng.

An older sister who accompanied her son to watch the football game was pulling tissues one by one, "It's not easy, it's not easy, the children of the Liaodong team are all doing well!"

Similar scenes happened in various cities of the Dragon Kingdom.

Everyone is feeling sorry for the Liaodong team.

No one blames them, everyone is cheering for the Liaodong team!

Wulihe Stadium.

The Spanish team has already retired.

They know that the next is the moment for the Liaodong team alone.

Qin Feng held back his tears.

Pull up the Liaodong players one by one.

Cruyff and the substitutes also came up.

Under the sunset.

Everyone lined up shoulder to shoulder under the South Stand to thank the fans.

The fans in the stands responded with the most enthusiastic singing...

"Wind and rain, green grass, my heart does not change, Liaodong Liaodong, you have no limit!"

"Believe in dreams, go forward bravely, Liaodong Liaodong, you never give up!"

"Sorrow and happiness, let's face it together, Liaodong Liaodong, you will move forward forever!"

"..."

Looking at the enthusiastic fans and listening to the passionate singing.

The tears I had just held back flowed out again.

A group of people clapped vigorously to the stands.

What greeted them was the heroic singing that soared into the sky.

Next is the North Stand, behind the goals on both sides...

The Liaodong team circled the field for a week.

In the applause.

They exited with their chests out.

Qin Feng fell to the end.

Enter the player tunnel.

He slows down.

Go to an empty corner.

The tears that have been held back still flowed slowly.

They are all young people, and no one wants to accept failure.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, he is unwilling to...

At the post-match press conference.

Spanish coach Clemente praised the Liaodong team.

He called the Liaodong team an unexpected treasure for the Dragon Kingdom.

Rexach praised Qin Feng intentionally or unintentionally.

Unexpected, stunning, almost turning the tide...

Straight to praise Qin Feng to the sky.

Qin Feng pursed his lips and didn't give Rexach a good face.

What kind of buddies are you for making such a big deal and not even saying hello in advance...

Next to Cruyff is still very personable.

"The Spanish team is a traditional strong team in Europe, and they have played their due strength."

"Although the result of the game is regrettable..."

"But I'm proud of my players!"

"..."

Cruyff expressed the aspirations of most people present.

Many reporters applauded vigorously.

Qin Feng also announced the phone account of the Kunpeng Charity Sports Development Foundation in due course.

All the charitable funds raised in this competition will be used for the flood in Longguo.

People from all walks of life are welcome to donate enthusiastically.

In the future, the foundation will devote itself to the development of sports infrastructure in Longguo.

Mainly football, of course.

Back to the Liaodong team training base.

Qin Feng immediately organized manpower overnight and used the 560 million ticket income in advance to purchase supplies.

Floods wait for no one.

The 2800 million yuan donated by enterprises will not arrive so quickly, and we cannot wait forever.

"Tents, medicine, drinking water, medicine, food..."

"These emergency items are purchased first!"

"The first expenditure is recorded. When the time comes, the Kunpeng Foundation will announce the whereabouts of the donation to the whole society. Don't give me eye drops!"

"Insufficient manpower, contact the local civilian rescue team!"

"Make sure that the supplies are actually delivered to the first victim!"

"..."

A series of orders issued.

the next day.

The staff of the Liaodong team went to the disaster-stricken places to purchase supplies nearby.

The 560 million ticket price bottomed out in an instant.

Facing relentless floods.

Everyone exploded with amazing efficiency.

this afternoon.

The affected people near Liaodong have received the first batch of supplies.

When I heard that it was a donation from Liaodong Football Club.

A group of people applauded loudly.

Now even people who are not fans know about the Liaodong team.

The reputation of the Liaodong team has risen to a higher level.

sitting in the office.

Qin Feng keeps receiving information from all over the world.

Everything is in order.

He was also relieved a lot.

At this time, General Manager Qian Zhisong came in to report.

All 2800 million of the enterprise arrived.

Even more amazing.

Today, as soon as the Kunpeng Charity Foundation's account was released, it immediately received a steady stream of donations.

Before 4pm.

Within 6 hours after the account was released, a total of 460 dragon coins were credited.

This number is still increasing.

Qin Feng was startled.

so much?

Although compared to the population of Dragon Kingdom, this amount of money is nothing.

But it's too scary to receive so much money in such a short period of time?

When he was wondering.

The desk phone rang.

It is Liu Qianhong, the long-lost host of LongTV's "Football Night".

"Director Qin, congratulations!"

Listening to Liu Qianhong's hearty laughter on the phone, Qin Feng became even more suspicious.

"You don't know yet, do you?" Liu Qianhong continued: "You played against the Spanish team yesterday."

"In the second half, you caught up to 2:3, and the ratings reached 1.8."

"You evened the score, and the ratings directly broke 2."

"Wait until the end of the game, the fans sang in chorus."

"The ratings reached an astonishing 2.4!"

Knowing that Qin Feng doesn't understand these professional numbers, he continued to explain, "This means that the number of people watching your game in real time is estimated to reach 1560 million!"

"Longvision's leadership has made a decision to broadcast all the games of the Liaodong team live from now on!"

"Your Liaodong team is on fire!"

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Feng suddenly realized.

No wonder the donations are increasing so quickly.

The trouble for a long time was the performance of the Liaodong team yesterday, which moved all the fans watching the game.

1560 million households.

In terms of the number of viewers, there should be more than this!

After all, it is rare that there is only one person in each household.

These people will become fans of the Liaodong team!

Qin Feng has this confidence.

Coupled with today's major media reports.

The news of the Liaodong team's glorious defeat against Spain will continue to ferment.

What's more, Longvision will live broadcast all the Liaodong team's matches in the future...

The figure of 1560 million will soon become history.

The number of fans of the Liaodong team will reach a new high.

A new era belonging to the Liaodong team is coming!

But on second thought.

Qin Feng felt depressed again.

LongTV will broadcast the entire Liaodong game live.

How much is the rebroadcast fee!

LongTV replaced the five-year broadcast rights of the Longguo League One with the advertising time.

No matter how many games the Liaodong team is broadcast live, they still won't get a penny for the broadcast fee!

Distressed!

Fortunately, this year is the last year of the five-year contract.

If Longguo football wants to develop, it can't sell itself so cheaply.

League broadcast matches in other countries are the bulk of the team's income!

If the team is not allowed to make money, who can really engage in football?

I was thinking of going to the wrong way...

Gritting his teeth.

Rexach knocked on the door and entered the room, smiling all over his face.

Qin Feng made a serious face on purpose.

Yesterday was a child's temper, he didn't blame Lei Zi for a long time!

If it weren't for Spain's real skills, how could the Liaodong team have such a big harvest!

Jokingly dismissed Lei Zi a few words.

The two got along as good as ever.

Rexach also heaved a sigh of relief.

This time the Spanish team came to the Long Guoyi Tournament, and it also gained a lot.

news from across the country.

Not only Real Madrid and Barcelona, ​​but also every other La Liga team, the number of fans has increased to a certain extent.

And through this trip to the Dragon Kingdom.

Rexach saw Qin Feng's strength clearly.

His Liaodong Football Club is a rising star!

The Liaodong team, Qin Feng, will definitely become Barcelona's most important international partner.

Rexach didn't want to affect his relationship with Qin Feng because of a little misunderstanding.

"Lei Zi, don't talk nonsense, what's the matter with you?"

Qin Feng asked with a smile.

Sitting on the sofa and drinking water.

Rexach said his intentions seriously.

"Qin, we in Barcelona want a player from Liaodong!"

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