Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

That night.

Inside the Ajax training ground.

Notices to prepare to return to China tomorrow have been sent out, and the entire Liaodong team is packing their bags excitedly.

Qin Feng walked towards Zhou Mingshi's room.

Ever since the Asian Games in Bangkok, Qin Feng opened a column in "Football Practitioners" and criticized the foot management department.

His "Qin Feng Shuo Qiu" has been updated every three days.

The content is mostly about popularization of football knowledge, or advanced experiences in operations and training of major European teams.

Bayern, Barcelona, ​​Numancia, Ajax...

Qin Feng described the current situation of each European team one by one.

The information in front of us is not very developed yet.

"Qin Feng Talks about Football" has become one of the few windows for Long Country fans to understand the development of European football.

"Football Practitioners" also took advantage of this "spring breeze" to become the leading football newspaper in Longguo.

This made Zhou Mingshi very happy.

He has been encouraging Qin Feng to change "Qin Feng Shuo Qiu" from every three days to every day.

Qin Feng sternly refused.

He is still self-aware of the bit of ink on his chest.

Every day?

Absolutely impossible!

Even if I update every three days now, it almost kills me.

If Zhou Mingshi hadn't been helping with revisions, he wouldn't have been able to complete the task.

Today is another submission day.

Qin Feng held a few crumpled pages of manuscript paper and reached out to press the doorbell.

The finger was about to fall.

He paused again and put his ear to the door.

Not bad, there was no sound of quarreling inside, which proves that Mr. Zhou Chuanqiong is not here...

The two father and son are incompatible.

It has become the norm to have a big quarrel for three days and a small quarrel for the next two days.

Now Qin Feng is not surprised at all.

What he was afraid of was that he would be dragged into judging by the two of them!

And speak up.

When they arrived at Ajax, this strange father and son seemed to have no more quarrels.

The quarrel turned into a cold war.

More dangerous...

Qin Feng curled his lips in disgust and reached out to ring the doorbell.

Wait until the door opens.

Qin Feng was stunned.

The person who opened the door turned out to be Mr. Zhou Chuanqiong.

"Uncle Zhou?"

Qin Feng came back to his senses, stretched his neck and looked inside the door. Fortunately, Zhou Mingshi was sitting inside and was not "killed and silenced" by the old man.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, surprised that the father and son were in peace when they stayed together.

"Boy Qin Feng?"

Zhou Chuanqiong was also startled, and then he opened the door and said, "Looking for Akashi? Come in."

He glanced at Zhou Chuanqiong and then at Zhou Mingshi who didn't look back in the room.

Qin Feng came in confused.

Seeing Qin Feng, Zhou Mingshi reached out his hand and said without politeness: "Where is the manuscript?"

Then, without waiting for Qin Feng to answer, he snatched the crumpled manuscript paper from Qin Feng's hand and started typing on the computer.

"This sentence doesn't make sense!"

"How can the word harmony be used here!?"

“There’s no sense of expectation at all, and readers won’t like it!”

"..."

No accidents.

Zhou Mingshi kept commenting on Qin Feng's manuscript and revised it on his hands.

Qin Feng's brain went numb when he heard it.

Writing your own columns is not as good as you literati.

But it’s not that bad!

After all, I am also a top academic figure who skipped two grades in a row and graduated from high school early!

"Akashi, you are right!"

Next to him, Mr. Zhou Chuanqiong also came over and said, "The article written by Qin Feng is so bullshit and can be used in every wrong way..."

Zhou Mingshi laughed.

Qin Feng was completely dumbfounded.

Not only did this father and son not quarrel, but they also lived in harmony and put on a pair of pants?

It seemed that Qin Feng was confused.

Zhou Chuanqiong coughed in embarrassment, "Well, Akashi, I'll leave first. You pack your things and don't lose them..."

"The article by Qin Feng is about the same. Don't be tired."

Two words of advice.

Zhou Chuanqiong quickly left the room.

Seeing that the two of them suddenly became a loving father and a filial son.

Qin Feng sat on the sofa, looking messy.

"strangeness?"

Zhou Mingshi seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, staring at the computer screen without looking back: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you for this!"

"no need thank me?"

Qin Feng was even more confused.

I have no involvement in the family affairs of these two fathers and sons. If I don't handle it well, it's easy for them to be different from each other inside and outside.

Qin Feng felt clear in his heart.

I am not a superman!

The father and son have had a long-standing feud. Could it be that they could resolve it with just a few words?

Don't even think about it!

The trouble should end it.

In the end, the two of them have to figure it out on their own and talk things out...

Think of this.

Qin Feng was startled.

Could it be that the two father and son figured it out on their own and settled their differences?

"In all these years, the old man and I have never been together for so long."

Zhou Mingshi still didn't look back, "So thank you Qin Feng."

"In the end, none of us apologized to anyone."

"It's..."

"Let's even it out!"

Qin Feng's mind turned quickly and he suddenly understood the meaning of Zhou Mingshi's words.

Just like Qin Feng thought before.

Whether it's Zhou Chuanqiong or Zhou Mingshi, both of them have their faults, so no one should blame the other.

But anyway.

It's always a good thing that a pair of stubborn donkeys have come to their senses now because they have been together day and night for 2 months.

When Zhou Mingshi said thank you, he meant that he created opportunities for them to get along...

"Brother Zhou, you really can't thank me for this!"

After understanding the whole story, Qin Feng didn't take any credit, "It's because you and your son never had an overnight feud."

Hear Qin Feng say so.

Zhou Mingshi smiled, said nothing more, and concentrated on revising the article.

A column article introducing Ajax youth training is less than 1000 words.

It took Zhou Mingshi 15 minutes to complete the modification.

Qin Feng leaned over and looked at the screen, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched.

In addition to the title of the article "Progress and Growth, the Main Theme of Ajax", and the two paragraphs in the article...

"Every youth training student has his own development plan to ensure that he will eventually become a talent step by step. 』

"Ajax's various levels of echelons are not to win any championships, but to focus on cultivating successful individual players. The more the better..."

Except these are my own original texts.

The entire article has been changed beyond recognition.

But professional is professional.

After Zhou Mingshi's revision, the central idea of ​​the entire article has not changed, but it is more compact and easy to understand.

The two chatted a few more words.

Qin Feng said goodbye and left.

"Qin Feng, when you return to China, you can visit the old man's traditional Chinese medicine clinic when you have time."

When going out.

Zhou Mingshi suddenly said: "The old man asked me to tell you, it's up to you whether you want to go or not!"

when saying this.

Zhou Mingshi also winked at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng also blinked. He didn't understand the meaning of Zhou Mingshi's eyes.

"Should be..."

Give a vague answer.

Qin Feng closed the door and left.

Zhou Mingshi was the only one left in the room.

He edited the revised article into an email and muttered while pressing the send button.

"One day, he kept mumbling. If he didn't say what he had to say directly, he would try to find someone who was destined to live with him and not follow his wishes..."

the other side.

Qin Feng walked out of the room.

I'm going back to my country tomorrow.

His luggage has not been packed yet.

Walk quickly towards the stairs.

In the dim light of the stairwell ahead, there was a figure standing with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Boy Qin Feng, what did Akashi tell you?"

"Uncle Zhou?"

Qin Feng was startled and said subconsciously: "Why do you always talk so mysteriously... No, I mean, why do you always appear and disappear?"

……