Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

The visitor was in his fifties, with curly gray hair combed back neatly, revealing a smooth forehead, and big brown sunglasses, which almost covered half of his face.

"Bundesliga giant" Bayern Munich football club chairman.

"Football Emperor", Franz Beckenbauer!

The undisputed No.1 in German football.

He has won numerous honors in his career and created the "free man" tactical play on the court.

He is the first football "god" in the world to win the World Cup as a player and a coach respectively!

In the ranking of the greatest players of the 20th century in world football, he even surpassed Cruyff, who coached the Liaodong team.

Now Beckenbauer should have entered politics and is serving as the vice chairman of the German Football Association.

How could they follow the German team to the Maldives?

Are you on vacation?

and……

The other two who disembarked with Beckenbauer also looked familiar.

Stare at the tall, white and fat old man beside Beckenbauer for a few seconds.

Qin Feng was startled, and hurriedly opened the system panel to search.

It's him!

The current president of UEFA and the father of the UEFA Champions League.

Swede running for FIFA presidency, Lennart Johansson!

This is a real football boss, stomping his feet will shake the world football three times.

It is rumored that he has great respect for the stars and has an excellent relationship with Beckenbauer, Pele, Cruyff and others.

Seeing how Johansson and Beckenbauer got off the boat talking and laughing, I think the rumors are true.

How did he get to Robinson Island?

Digesting the shock in his heart, Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the last person.

This is an Asian face.

He looks like he is in his 40s, tall and thin, still wearing a suit and tie on a hot day, and has very light eyebrows, only half of them.

What impressed Qin Feng the most.

It was this man with a long ass face and a fake smile on his face.

This is……

Korean Jung Mong-joon!

Qin Feng didn't pay too much attention to Korean football.

In his mind, the Japanese football, which is working hard and secretly constantly improving its strength, is the biggest enemy of Dragon Kingdom in Asia.

Yelang's arrogant Korean football is nothing to be afraid of.

And at present, he has not even straightened out the various disadvantages of Longguo football itself, and it is useless to think too much.

But since Changshan in Hebei Province played against South Korea's Guo Shao.

Especially after learning about the various actions of the South Korean national team in the 02 World Cup.

He has become obsessed with the insidious Korean football.

Open the system panel again to confirm.

Qin Feng frowned tightly.

Chung Mong-joon, one of the three major chaebols in South Korea, the sixth son of the founder of Hyundai Group, the president of Hyundai Heavy Industries, a member of Congress, the owner of the Ulsan Hyundai Club of the Korean K-League, and the chairman of the Korean Football Association...

The long list of titles all prove the great strength of Zheng Mengzhun's family and himself.

What Qin Feng cares most about is.

In 1994, Chung Mong-joon defeated Japan Football Association Chairman Tadao Murata and others in the election, and was elected as the vice-president of FIFA representing the interests of the Asian Football Federation.

In order to win the election, he visited all 32 AFC member countries and regions to canvass votes in half a year.

Ju said that Long Guo is also one of Zheng Mengzhun's supporters...

This made Qin Feng speechless for a while.

Those in power in the Dragon Country football management department probably haven't thought about how much change it will bring to Dragon Country football if they have the right to speak in FIFA.

In their eyes, it is only one-third of an acre of land for their own family, and their wives and children are hot on the kang.

Three words flashed in Qin Feng's mind... Wo Liheng!

Shaking his head, he continued to check Zheng Mengzhun's information.

Sure enough, the first thing Chung Mong-joon did when he took office was to attack Japan, which had secured the right to host the 2002 World Cup.

He relied on his keen political sense, got the support of the UEFA President Johansson in front of him, and added a lot of money to open the way.

South Korea abruptly snatched half of the right to host the World Cup from Japan, which was supported by FIFA President Havelange.

In 1996, FIFA unanimously approved that South Korea and Japan jointly host the World Cup.

The 2002 World Cup in Japan, which was a foregone conclusion, has also become the 2002 World Cup in Korea and Japan.

Seeing this, Qin Feng also had to admire.

Can achieve this level in just two years.

Jung Mong Joon's wrist is indeed superhuman.

If Qin Feng didn't know, he would manipulate the results of the 2002 World Cup in the future, helping South Korea hack Italy and Spain, and make the South Korean national team win the unprecedented World Cup No.4.

I'm afraid that Qin Feng would also look up to Zheng Mengzhun.

now...

In Qin Feng's eyes, Zheng Mengzhun is just a clown who destroys the fairness and justice of the game for the benefit of Korean football.

if not?

Bribing referees, under the noses of fans all over the world, allowed the Korean team, which is obviously not good enough, to beat European teams in a row.

Do you think fans are blind?

But looking down again, Qin Feng was startled.

2002 was the presidential election year in South Korea.

After the World Cup, Chung Mong-joon took advantage of his enthusiasm to lead South Korea to the fourth place in the World Cup, and participated in the election for the president of South Korea...

After arguing for a long time, Zheng Mengzhun made such a big circle in order to control the whole of South Korea!

What a big ambition!

A good trick to "curve to save the country"!

What a madman!

Qin Feng took a deep breath, just for the sake of his own political future, he did not hesitate to make the entire Korean football world suffer.

This kind of person is rich, cunning, daring to think and act, and extremely dangerous.

Look up.

Qin Feng's eyes unconsciously passed the "football emperor" Beckenbauer and European football leader Johansson, and landed on Zheng Mengzhun with a humble smile on his face.

Just had a fake smile.

In Qin Feng's eyes, it turned into a poisonous snake's smile.

Johansson is planning to run for the president of FIFA, and Chung Mong-joon is his staunch "supporter".

He followed him to Malweve, fearing that he was here to flatter Johansson...

The three got closer and closer.

The German national team players who went to the island before were attracted by the beach football game played by Messi and others.

Surrounding the beach, exclaiming from time to time.

Beckenbauer and the others also walked up curiously.

On the court, Di Maria continued to ride a bicycle and won a lot of applause.

"Frantz, it's not bad, isn't it?"

The tall, white and chubby Johansson is the most talented. Seeing Di Maria's actions, his eyes lit up, "This little guy must have received professional training."

"It's okay."

Beckenbauer chuckled lightly, looking absent-minded, his eyes wandering around, as if he was looking for someone.

"It looks normal to me."

Zheng Mengzhun, who came up from behind, approached and said, "The Republic of Korea catches a lot of children of this level."

"Really? Zheng, congratulations to you Korea!"

Johansson laughed out loud. He has long been used to the arrogance of Koreans, and he just thought he was listening to a joke.

Beckenbauer showed a slightly disgusted expression.

At this time, the crowd cheered again.

On the field, Messi dropped his shoulders and changed direction, successfully broke through and scored a goal.

"nice shot!"

Johansson followed suit, his cheeks trembling with excitement, "Frantz, I bet you can't guard against this kid at the same age!"

"This kid is good, but he can't compare with Mr. Beckenbauer..."

Zheng Mengzhun neither denied Johansson's words, but also praised Beckenbauer by the way, but he stared at Messi, but couldn't hide the shock on his face.

Beckenbauer has already set his sights on Messi.

He frowned, as if he was really thinking.

If you met Messi in his prime during your peak period, would you be able to prevent this shoulder-sinking change of direction?

The field is re-kick-off.

Chen Tao moved forward slowly with the ball.

After another team Di Maria and Messi's performance.

Everyone applauded the oriental boy with the ball.

"Come on beautiful!"

"Like those two South American kids just now, beat your opponent!"

"Don't be afraid, child, we applaud you!"

"..."

On the sidelines, a group of "predecessors" from the German national team gave the greatest encouragement to the "children" who were playing selflessly on the beach.

It doesn't matter whether the other party understands German or not.

They applaud Di Maria and Messi for their brilliant performance.

Also cheer for Chen Tao loudly.

"Chen Tao, come on, don't embarrass Long Guo!"

Many Liaodong players also gathered around to watch the fun.

Although many of the German players around are world football superstars.

But at this stage, the Liaodong players are extremely confident. They don't have any star-chasing behavior, and they cheer Chen Tao loudly.

List?

Dragon country people?

Beckenbauer and Johansson, who were hiding in the crowd, understood Chen Tao, the name of the Dragon Kingdom.

The two looked at each other, their interest greatly increased, and they watched Chen Tao's movements closely.

"Dragon country people?"

Beside the two of them, Zheng Mengzhun curled his lips into horoscopes and said disdainfully:

"What kind of football the people of Longguo can play will always be defeated by the Republic of Korea!"

Hear this.

Johansson smiled, noncommittal.

On the contrary, Beckenbauer said displeasedly: "Mr. Zheng, you don't have to be so hostile to a child."

"In my opinion, your Korean football level is comparable to that of Longguo, and you should develop together!"

"And they have two players now, doing well at Barcelona and Ajax."

Hearing Beckenbauer's words, Zheng Mengzhun's eyes flickered coldly, but he didn't open his mouth to refute.

"Frantz, Zheng, there's no need to argue over several children."

Seeing that the situation between the two was not right, Johansson smiled and acted as a peacemaker, "What you said makes sense, let's watch the game!"

On the field.

Chen Tao suddenly started.

He stopped suddenly, turned sharply, changed direction twice and broke through the defense line at high speed. Facing the last defender Pepe, he slowed down.

Just when everyone thought that Chen Tao would use his skills to surpass others again.

Chen Tao suddenly split the ball to the right.

Xu Bo, who followed him, scored the goal cleanly.

There was thunderous applause from the sidelines.

Johansson cheered excitedly as if he had scored a goal, and gave Zheng Mengzhun a meaningful look.

Zheng Mengzhun frowned, with worry looming in his eyes, and murmured: "There is no need to argue, it's just children's games."

"The Dragon Kingdom children on the field are ordinary, very ordinary..."

But at this time, Beckenbauer was surprised:

"Both skill and practicality, not being influenced by the cheers around you to express yourself deliberately, but making the most correct choice in an instant, a rare sobriety!"

"This kid must be a professional player!"

"He reminds me of your German genius midfielder Pierre Litbarski!" Johansson laughed and said, "I don't know if Pierre has such strength at this age?"

"Pierre, I understand."

Speaking of Litbarski, who was once one of his own men, has retired, and is preparing to serve as an assistant coach in Yokohama in Japan, Beckenbauer laughed.

"When he was more than 10 years old, if he could have two-thirds of this kid's strength."

"In the 1986 World Cup final, we would not have lost to Maradona's Argentina in the Aztec!"

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Both Johansson and Zheng Mengzhun's eyes widened.

Neither of them thought of it.

Beckenbauer didn't pay too much attention to the two talented South American kids, but he admired the boy from Longguo who calmly passed the ball at a critical moment just now.

What is his name?

List? !

Is this seemingly inconspicuous little player from Longguo really as powerful as Beckenbauer said?

"Frantz, you must be joking!"

Johansson exclaimed: "The boy is all right, but not as good as you say."

"In my opinion, the South American kid who moved extremely fast on his feet just now is even more powerful."

"Yes, Mr. Beckenbauer."

Zheng Mengzhun also followed suit, "There's no need to push an ordinary kid from Longguo to such a height just to fight against me."

"It's still the same sentence, children of this level, we in the Republic of Korea will catch a lot of them!"

Johansson's question was fine.

But Zheng Mongzhun's arrogance made people's brain hurt.

Beckenbauer frowned and was about to speak.

"Oh?"

Behind the three of them, a beating voice suddenly sounded, "Mr. Zheng Mengzhun, do you have any children of this level in Korea?"

"Back then half a year ago, you South Korea would not have lost to our Dragon Kingdom 5:0 at the Dragon Japan Korea Sports Conference."

"Almost forgot, you also lost 2:0 to Japan."

"Dragon, Japan, South Korea and the Three Kingdoms, you are at the bottom!"

The three of Beckenbauer turned around in astonishment.

In front of him was a young man with an oriental face, casual attire, black hair and eyebrows, a pair of crutches in his hand, and a harmless smile on his face.

Johansson showed doubts on his face, not understanding why a young man suddenly appeared and was not polite to Zheng Mengzhun.

Beckenbauer glanced at Qin Feng's cane and the smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a playful look.

"Longguo, Mr. Qin Feng!?"

Zheng Mengzhun, who was stunned, narrowed his triangular eyes.

It was Qin Feng who came.

He had long been hiding behind the three of them.

Previously, when Beckenbauer commented on Messi and Chen Tao, they all talked in English.

He stayed behind and listened to every word.

Don't tell others first.

Zheng Mengzhun slandered the Dragon Kingdom again and again, and Qin Feng was really angry.

"Mr. Zheng Mengzhun, do you know me?"

Qin Feng laughed and said: "That's easy. If you say that Longguo players are not good, what are you guys who lost 5 goals?"

This was said very rudely.

Qin Feng also knew that he shouldn't be an enemy of Zheng Mengzhun, who has a lot of wrists.

Not to mention the football management department in Longguo, no matter how high-level it is, there is no existence that can compete with Zheng Mengzhun in international football.

But he just couldn't stand it.

"Mr. Qin Feng, of course I know you."

Zheng Mengzhun has recovered from the surprise, "The Korea-Japan Dragon Sports Conference, the match between the Republic of Korea and the Dragon Kingdom, I have a deep memory."

"But Mr. Qin Feng, all the players we send are ordinary domestic players."

"Unlike your Dragon Kingdom, you must be elites selected from various teams. Your Dragon Kingdom has always been like this."

"Besides, at the Korea-Japan Dragon Sports Conference, the players are all children, just like the beach football in front of us. It's just a children's game. There is really nothing to be proud of."

"At the adult national team level, you have lost 20 and drawn 10 against the Republic of Korea in the past 5 years."

"In the Hanlong match that started in 96, your best result was a 1:1 draw with the Republic of Korea."

"In this situation, Mr. Qin Feng is still so confident."

"It's really distressing..."

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