Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Digression (text follows):

This chapter is specially added for the 07 old aunt.

Thanks to Baozi for his big sword support.

To be honest, Potato Cakes can’t wait for more updates every day, so I can tell everyone the story in my heart as soon as possible.

But there are indeed too many things at home these days, so I am sorry to say potato pancakes here!

I'm sorry for the treasures who have been supporting this book!

In addition, I would like to take this opportunity to thank Zhan'er who likes anti-game cats, thank you for Ah Lingtong who likes Yujian, thank you for Yan Shishi who likes brown sugar, thank you for the sweet bunny, thank you for the golden house in the book, and thank you for this morning For not eating, thank you Daxuan, thank you for being so tall and strong Di Yun, thank you for Xi Xiaodan who likes Baishilan, thank you for scolding the dog-guarding sailors, thank you for Xiangcui who loves fried river shrimp with leeks, thank you for eating fruit juice, thank you The most infatuated Yun Tianming of the Three-Body Problem, thanks to those who like to play football, thanks to Daomen Yongchang!Thank you Nazhe who loves seafood fried udon, and thank you Nangong who loves noodle batter...

And all the treasures who have always supported this book and potato cakes!

Many thanks!

By the way...

Potato cakes take this opportunity to answer your questions.

1. Regarding the 6% battery, there are still many Baozi said that the plot progress is too slow, and Chapter 56 has been looking for foreign aid.

Hash browns are considered this way.

These players are real people.

Back then, Modric became a refugee during the war.

At a young age, he had to carry the burden of life at home, and couldn't even afford a pair of leg guards. How did he feel in a small town in Croatia?

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Proud Da Bongxian Ibrahimovic.

Living in the Rosengard refugee area in Malmö, how did he find the courage to refuse the invitation of the wealthy Arsenal, and how did he stay with his girlfriend who is 11 years older than him?

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In 1998, 11-year-old Messi.

Suffering from a serious illness, his father was unemployed and unable to afford medical expenses.

His dearest grandmother also left him at this time

Faced with the loss of a loved one and the abandonment of all the teams, how desperate should this child be?

When life suddenly turned around, how did he spend his whole life to repay this kindness?

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There is also Grosso, who has jumped from an amateur player to a professional player.

How ecstatic was he?

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Pepe, 1998, 13 years old.

On the poor court in Brazil, facing the opponent's provocation, he almost lost his career with a punch and went to drive a taxi.

At that time, he held the sneakers his father had saved for him for three months, and sat at his home in the slums of Maceió. Did he shed tears?

There are also some representative stars in the follow-up...

These, Potato Cake wants to use the stories written in the pen to show the treasures one by one!

Of course, not only the 6% battery has been mentioned by a treasure, but the rhythm is slow.

In this potato cake promise, we must pay attention to it in the future and try to speed up the pace!

Always support Qin Feng and potato pancakes!

2. About Kaka

The addition of Kaka was considered by Potato Bake in the outline, and related plots will definitely appear in the follow-up.

3. About Ronaldo.

The president and Boss Mei are peerless twins. Potato cake will introduce Ronaldo at the right time.

He is also a bitter child. What kind of experience has made a generation of strong men?

4. About Qin Feng playing football in the country.

This is a sensitive topic. Domestic football, national football, etc. are regarded as the biggest poisonous point of football writing.

Why is this happening?

Love to hate!

It's not that the people of Longguo can't handle football well, but for some well-known reasons, the people of Longguo have made the street stinky by some black sheep, and everyone shouts and beats them.

Longguo fans are the cutest fans and the most professional fans!

But such a group of people were stabbed again and again by Longguo football...

In the novel, Qin Feng will use his own way to break the shady scenes of the Dragon Country football, at least in the novel, let the Dragon Country football, and let the Dragon Country fans see a glimmer of hope.

Dragon Kingdom will win the World Cup eventually, but not now.

The players trained by Qin Feng will never make wedding dresses for corruption and darkness.

5. Ideas about the follow-up plot.

To overthrow the Longguo football management department and break the main line of the Longguo football shady scene, let's not mention it for now.

Now Qin Feng is equivalent to forming the Avengers Alliance and returning to China to form a group to fight monsters.

Around 2000 was the most prosperous period in world football.

Every country and every team has its own representative star, which can be called a fight between gods.

When Qin Feng recruited future big cows in advance...

Messi and Ronaldo will fight against the masters of this era one by one.

Modric, Ibrahimovic, Pepe and others will face Manchester United's 92 golden generation,

Messi, Ronaldo, Kaka, Modric, Ibrahimovic, etc., the seven superstars of Real Madrid Galacticos...

Whether the older generation of stars is stronger or these future talents are better, there will always be a day when it will be revealed.

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Finally, I hope that Baozi will always support potato cakes and Qin Feng.

Please give more valuable advice!

Thanks a hundred times!

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ps: There are two more chapters today!

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Qin Feng smiled warmly, but his words were extremely cold.

The temperature in the international arrivals hall plummeted.

The circle of reporters in front shuddered and subconsciously took a step back.

They retreated, and Qin Feng immediately moved forward with a smile.

"who is it?"

"Who said the Liaodong team is a stadium garbage?"

"Who told me, Qin Feng, to get out of Dragon Country?"

Three sentences, every time Qin Feng asked a question, he smiled and took a step forward.

On the opposite side, the reporters on the inner three floors and the outer three floors all took three steps back.

Finally, a reporter couldn't hold back, gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand.

A recording pen hit Qin Feng's face.

"This is the voice of fans all over the country. Chairman Qin, please respond to the question just now."

"National fans?"

Qin Feng glanced at the work card on the reporter's chest, and asked in surprise.

"You Yanjing Sports News represent the national fans, or do you personally represent the national fans?"

"Do they know they're being represented?"

The reporter from Yanjing Sports News froze for a moment, his lips moved but he didn't speak.

This is different from the imagined script!

Ordinary people, shouldn't they be afraid to answer, and run away under the siege of reporters?

When the time comes, I will write a random manuscript, saying that Qin Feng, the chairman of the Liaodong team, has a guilty conscience and avoids interviews.

My own red envelope is also solid.

But why doesn't this Qin Feng play his cards according to the routine!

Ask if I can represent the national fans?

Who can I represent? The wife at home has the final say...

At this time.

A faint voice came.

"It seems that you can't represent anyone. Does it not count if you talk at home?"

"Yeah, how do you know?"

The reporter answered subconsciously, and then made a big blush.

Qin Feng smiled, leaning on a cane and passing the reporter from Yanjing Sports News.

"next."

After saying a word, the audience was silent at first, and then there was an uproar.

Qin Feng is going to...

Want to have a verbal battle against the Confucians?

Even reporters and fans holding banners at the scene, at least a hundred or so.

One spit star can drown a person!

There is only one person, Qin Feng!

How dare he!

After Qin Feng's death, old handsome Shang Yin was also anxious.

"Mr. Qin, don't be impulsive. Fighting is not just our side's business. These reporters must be paid, so that the public opinion can be one-sided."

"There are also those fans in the back. It looks like someone bought fakes with money."

"Don't talk nonsense, and then follow their ways."

"I informed Mr. Qian that they are here to pick up the plane. Our people will arrive in a while and protect you and leave first."

Zheng Wen also chimed in, "That's right, Director Qin, journalists are masters who don't think things are too big, let's rush out!"

Zhou Xiaochun didn't say anything, just stretched his neck to search around, as if he was looking for someone.

Looking at the anxious people, Qin Feng shook his head.

"I understand what you're thinking."

"But if I hide today, the Liaodong team will never be able to raise their heads again."

"The stadium is the players' battlefield. In the face of injustice, no one in the Liaodong team has ever counseled."

"Today, here is my Qin Feng's battlefield, and I can't be cowardly!"

While speaking, Qin Feng leaned on a cane and stood in front of everyone.

Opposite, is the crowd.

He raised his head high and smiled at the crowd: "Who else is next?"

A group of reporters have long been driven mad by Qin Feng's arrogance.

They have always been the only ones who ask questions arrogantly. How have you ever seen a counter-pressing reporter like Qin Feng?

"Chairman Qin, you said we can't represent fans across the country, but what about them?"

A reporter from Suzhou Sports Daily stood up and pointed to the banner "fans" behind it.

"Look, Director Qin, that's the voice of the masses!"

Dozens of big men in the back were named, and immediately shouted with banners.

In an instant, Qin Feng got out, and the shouts of the Liaodong team to get out, mixed with national curses, resounded through the airport hall.

Qin Feng curled his lips, raised his eyebrows and looked back.

"You, the one who scolds the loudest, come here."

Qin Feng pointed to a big man with a red cloth wrapped around his head and shouted, "Don't look, it's just you, the one with the bald head, wearing the Liaodong team jersey."

The bald man stared and squeezed his stomach.

"Why, I scolded you, what do you want?"

"Let me tell you, since I dare to come, I'm not afraid of your revenge."

"I just want to seek justice for the fans all over the country, the stadium is rubbish, get out of Dragon Country!"

The bald man had a fleshy face, and when he spoke, he exhaled a smell of smoke and garlic.

Qin Feng was almost hit by this smell.

"Ahem, bald, are you a fan?"

He covered his nose and asked, "Fans of the Liaodong team?"

The bald man froze for a moment, looked down at the red home jersey of the Liaodong team on his body, and then called out:

"Yes, that's right, what's wrong with my Liaodong team fans?!"

"Qin Feng, you cripple, get out of the Liaodong team!"

Hearing this, Qin Feng's face turned cold.

"Liaodong fans, whose jersey are you wearing?"

"Whose jersey..."

The bald man twisted his neck and couldn't see the name on the back, so he pointed to the number on his chest and called out, "Number 10, what's wrong?"

"Number 10!"

Qin Feng said coldly: "I don't know, let me tell you, number 10 is Zhang Yulin's number!"

"In the last round, he was tackled by the opponent and broke his leg, and he was seriously injured!"

"You are wearing his jersey now, cursing lame, you tell me you are a fan of the Liaodong team?"

"Put Nima's shit!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Feng turned to the other side regardless of the bald man who was scolded speechlessly.

There, there are more onlookers.

"In the last round, what happened to the Liaodong team is obvious to all!"

"Who is the instigator of the violence, who is the real stadium garbage, I believe that real fans have a steelyard in their hearts!"

"No matter what happens, I'm proud of my team, I'm proud of my players!"

"that's it!"

When Qin Feng's words fell to the ground, applause broke out suddenly.

There were also fans among the crowd. They took the lead in applauding, and many of them had their hands red from exerting too much force.

"That's right, from the referee to the opponent's players in the last round, what are they all about!"

"That's right, it's too bullying!"

"Not to mention the players of the Liaodong team, if I was there, I would have to roll up my sleeves and fight with them!"

"Chairman Qin, well done, we support you!"

"We will always support the Liaodong team!"

"..."

Shengjing is the capital of Liaodong Province. Here, the once brilliant Liaodong team has a deep fan base.

There are many discerning people.

Many people know what happened to the Liaodong team.

For a while, the crowd in the hall was full of enthusiasm, and the scene was full of voices supporting Qin Feng and the Liaodong team.

In the applause that shook the sky.

Qin Feng bumped away the bald head in front of him, and walked towards the outside of the airport with his head held high.

Under his leadership, Zhou Xiaochun, Shang Yin, Zheng Wen...

Everyone, with their chests straight, strode forward.

A bunch of unscrupulous reporters and fake fans were dumbfounded.

The group of people backed away guiltily.

The person who wronged you knows how wronged you are better than yourself.

Facing Qin Feng, he has no shame in his heart.

Facing the loud voice of the crowd.

They are scared!

in the crowd.

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, greasy hair and pink face pursed his lips, his eyes rolled around.

He pulled the big man with sideburns beside him.

The two whispered a few words.

The bearded man nodded and walked into the crowd of fake fans.

After a few seconds...

"No, I can't let him go without an explanation!"

"The team is rubbish, and the chairman is also rubbish!"

"It's reasonable to fight on the court, who gave him the courage!"

"..."

A group of reporters also gathered around from behind.

"Chairman Qin, just now you said that you are proud of your team players, are you encouraging violence on the court!"

"Chairman Qin, we are very sorry about Zhang Yulin's incident, but it was a normal court collision. Afterwards, the Liaodong team beat someone for real!"

"Chairman Qin, are you running away from the truth now?"

"..."

Qin Feng and others who were about to walk out of the airport were completely surrounded.

The front and back of Qin Feng's body are all covered with recording pen microphones, making it difficult to move an inch.

On the periphery, a group of big men holding banners also squeezed forward, threatening to attack Qin Feng if he didn't apologize in public.

Qin Feng and his party are like a flat boat in a storm.

There is a possibility of overturning at any time.

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