Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

One layover in London.

At 9:00 am the next day, Qin Feng and others got off the plane.

The heat wave hit his face in Male, with a high temperature close to 30 degrees, and Qin Feng felt sweat on his forehead instantly.

After picking up their luggage, a group of people hurriedly found a place to change into short-sleeved pants.

After leaving the airport, Qin Feng and the others were no different from the bustling tourists around them.

Out of the airport, across the road is the sea.

The sea water is emerald green, dazzling like gemstones.

It was the first time for Qin Feng and others to see such a colorful sea.

Enjoy for a while.

Zheng Wen found the pick-up staff at the Robinson Hotel.

Following the guidance of the staff, Qin Feng and his party walked to the terminal next door and transferred to the seaplane.

The plane started roaring, drew two waterlines on the sea, and rushed straight into the sky.

Maldives, known as the "country of a thousand islands", is known as "God's lost pearl necklace in the Indian Ocean."

View from the sky.

The boundless blue and emerald waters, with islands floating on it, are really breathtakingly beautiful like strings of pearls sprinkled on the blue velvet.

Zheng Wen, Zhang Yulin and others all took out their cameras and desperately pressed the shutter.

Qin Feng was also fascinated by watching from the porthole, and put down his unhappiness for a while.

Almost an hour.

A drop-shaped island appears below.

Under the dense palm trees, many wooden villas are looming.

In the center of the island, you can see a rectangular football field with green grass, a middle circle, a restricted area, and a sideline.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes.

Around the island for a week.

The seaplane landed steadily in the center of the turquoise and tranquil waters of Kaafu Alifu Atoll, which belongs to the Robinson Island of the German Hotel Group.

Get off the plane.

At the end of the pier trestle, there is a simple bar.

The staff of Robinson Island Hotel will welcome you here.

After a simple and very local welcome ceremony.

Qin Feng wore a hand-woven necklace of palm leaves on the island and sat on the sofa outside the hotel lobby.

The sea breeze is gentle, the opposite is the turquoise and clear water, and the sandy beach is white and soft under the feet.

Hold up a glass of iced champagne on the coffee table at hand and put it in front of your eyes.

The liquor is pale yellow, and the outside of the cup is covered with water droplets. Looking through the past, the whole world is distorted and bizarre.

For some reason, from the distorted world, he saw the Dragon Kingdom players who were struggling on the field.

He raised his glass and took a sip.

The wine is cold, bubbly and choking, and a little sour.

Qin Feng sighed...

The rest of the Liaodong team will not land on the island until afternoon.

Qin Feng had no appetite to eat, so he went back to his room to rest.

3 pm.

Four speedboats, from far to near, slowly docked at the pier of Robinson Island.

Due to the large number of people, the rest of the Liaodong team did not choose to fly to the island in a water that could not accommodate a few people. Instead, they first took a domestic flight in the Maldives and then transferred to a large speedboat to land on the island.

Qin Feng was dressed in casual clothes, and was waiting in the simple bar before.

Zhou Xiaochun, Sun Li, Ibrahimovic, Helena, Modric's family, Messi's family plus Di Maria, Liaodong first-team players, and many family members of players that Qin Feng doesn't know...

There were more than 60 people, and they disembarked in a mighty way.

When everyone saw Qin Feng, they raised their hands and cheered from a long distance away.

Qin Feng finally showed a smile, feeling inexplicably more at ease.

Zhou Xiaochun ran the fastest.

When they got close, the two were about to talk, when Qin Feng's eyes froze and he looked behind Zhou Xiaochun.

A middle-aged man who looked about 50, with a rosy complexion, was extremely thin, with a Taoist bun on his head, with a black wooden hairpin on it, and his whole person was full of ancient charm.

Beside him was a tall and handsome young man with extremely fair skin, wearing trousers, leather shoes and a short-sleeved shirt, very formally dressed.

The middle-aged man stabbed coldly with his eyes like a knife.

The young man looked at Qin Feng and smiled softly.

"My father and my brother..." Zhou Xiaochun said carelessly.

Qin Feng's heart beat faster...

dinner time.

The Liaodong team occupied almost one-third of the restaurant.

While everyone was sitting around chatting and laughing, almost everyone had nothing to do and glanced at the corner of the restaurant, and Ibrahimovic and Pepe smiled from time to time.

In the corner of the restaurant by the sea.

The four of them sat on the table and stared at each other.

"Well, Uncle Zhou, I would like to toast you when we meet for the first time."

Qin Feng got up, took the red wine glass with both hands, and lowered it to Zhou Chuanqiong.

Without raising his head, Zhou Chuanqiong stared at the knives, forks and spoons on both sides of the plate and said, "Foreigners break too many rules when eating."

As he spoke, he grabbed a pack of convenient chopsticks from his satchel, pulled out a pair of chopsticks and broke them with a click, the two chopsticks rubbed against each other, and picked up a piece of fish on the plate and munched.

Ignored by Zhou Chuanqiong, Qin Feng either sat or sat, and looked helplessly to Zhou Xiaochun for help.

Zhou Xiaochun received it immediately, his almond eyes stared and he was about to speak.

A red wine glass next to him was suddenly raised.

"Qin Feng, let's drink."

Qin Feng was stunned, and smiled gratefully: "Editor Zhou, I always wanted to come to pay my respects, but I didn't expect you to be Brother Xiaochun."

The one who rescued Qin Feng was Zhou Mingshi, the editor-in-chief of "Football Practitioners" and Zhou Xiaochun's own brother.

"Hehe, it's not too late to know now."

Seeing that Qin Feng didn't move, Zhou Mingshi took the initiative to clink glasses with Qin Feng, then glanced at Zhou Chuanqiong, "Old man, I'm giving you a toast!"

Qin Feng was taken aback.

The son and the father talk like this?

Zhou Mingshi, the editor-in-chief of the big newspaper, looks at his image and temperament, he is definitely not a mixed person, but what?

Doubt.

On the opposite side, Zhou Chuanqiong actually listened to his son's words, raised his wine glass, and touched Qin Feng.

Now Qin Feng is even more confused.

But with the steps, he quickly drank the red wine in the glass and sat down.

After looking at Zhou Chuanqiong who still ignored him.

Qin Feng simply poured red wine and held it up to Zhou Mingshi.

"Editor Zhou, let me toast you again."

"Thank you for always speaking out for the Liaodong team!"

Qin Feng said this sincerely and respectfully.

Zhou Mingshi's "Football Practitioner" always stood up at the critical moment to uphold justice for the Liaodong team and Qin Feng himself.

And this is the future uncle.

Zhou Chuanqiong, the future father-in-law, doesn't seem to want to see him, and he is probably stupid if he doesn't try to win Zhou Mingshi's favor.

"Qin Feng, you are too slow to realize, kid."

Zhou Mingshi didn't look outside at all, and he spoke with the ease of a literati, "Xiaochun and I both have the surname Zhou, and we have no relatives or relatives, who will help you?"

"But you don't have to thank me."

Clinking glasses lightly with Qin Fengding, and drank it all in one gulp, Zhou Mingshi continued: "The Liaodong team and you yourself deserve praise."

"I'm also seeking truth from facts, not intending to help!"

"Yes, Qin Feng."

Next to him, Zhou Xiaochun was biting a piece of shrimp, and said vaguely, "I'm asking my brother to help you."

"But brother said, it doesn't matter if you give it a little convenience, but for the Liaodong team and you, their newspapers will definitely report it truthfully."

"Because of this matter, I even had two days with my eldest brother."

I am usually too busy.

I didn't expect this girl to do so many things behind her back.

"Thank you, Xiaochun, too!" Qin Feng giggled.

"Who needs you to thank!"

Zhou Xiaochun stared wide-eyed, turned his head and pretended to be angry.

"From now on, we will be a family, and then say thank you, and you go to the table next to you to eat!"

Zhou Mingshi also raised his glass high beside him: "Men, you should be more chic, don't be mother-in-law and mother-in-law all day long, and have a small belly."

Zhou Mingshi's words seemed to mean something else.

Qin Feng glanced at Zhou Chuanqiong, who was only eating and didn't say a word, and didn't dare to answer, but just clinked glasses and drank.

"Qin Feng, take a look at the report in our newspaper yesterday."

Putting down his wine glass, Zhou Mingshi took out a crumpled newspaper from his pocket, "For this Asian Games, the football management department recruited overseas players to participate. What do you think?"

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