Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Monday afternoon.

There are not many people at Tiexi Workers Community Stadium.

Qin Feng got out of the car, holding on to the iron net and looking inside.

A space in the middle.

Liu Jiansheng, wearing the red summer training uniform of the Liaodong team, stood on the turf and glared at the team in front of him.

"When you build a team, you have to play well, don't always think about having fun!"

"You're still laughing. Since you asked me to guide you, I will be responsible for you!"

“If you don’t train seriously, do you still want to be laughed at at the Huanggu Community Stadium?!”

"..."

Across the street, there were more than a dozen old men of different ages, wearing white and black pants from the Shengjing Tiexi Workers’ Team, and they didn’t dare to show off their arrogance.

This is? !

Qin Feng laughed dumbly and walked into the stadium.

"Brother Six, have you been promoted to coach?"

Before he could get closer, Qin Feng raised his hand and shouted.

Liu Jiansheng turned around in surprise when he heard the voice, "Director Qin, why are you here?"

A group of Tiexi Workers' players also looked happy when they saw Qin Feng, and greeted Qin Feng messily.

Qin Feng responded with a smile.

Then he turned to Liu Jiansheng and teased: "Brother Six, if I don't come, you will lead the team to win the Amateur World Cup, right?"

"Director Qin, how can you be so good at burying people..."

Liu Jiansheng laughed.

Qin Feng looked up and down.

After resting for half a year, Liu Jiansheng has become much whiter, has gained weight on his body, and his complexion is rosy. It seems that his previous drug addiction has been basically eliminated.

"What do you want to do if you haven't returned to the team yet?" Qin Feng asked deliberately.

"Director Qin, I don't blame Lao Liu, I was the one who found him."

Next to him, Zhao Junze’s father and the leader of the Workers’ Team, Zhao Xinnian, stood up and said, “An amateur team has also been set up at the community stadium in Huanggu. Not long ago, those boys came over to have a barbecue and drank a few bottles of beer. It was a good meal. Kill our workers team."

"The owner of the barbecue stall is the defender of our team. I heard you."

"When both sides hold fire, it's a competition."

"result?"

Qin Feng was happy.

There are two community golf courses in Shengjing.

One is located in Workers’ Village, Tiexi District.

One is located near Beiling Park in Huanggu District.

It is different from Tiexi, an old industrial area.

Huanggu District is the core office location of the party, government and military in Liaodong Province, and there are mostly disciples from large courtyards in the surrounding area.

They also formed an amateur team?

Moreover, Lao Zhao's face turned dark.

Needless to say.

The Tiexi workers team lost!

Sure enough, Zhao Xinyin said in a deep voice: "We lost by 3 because we were not careful!"

"Is there a conflict?" Qin Feng asked again.

"That's not the case. Those guys are quite polite on the outside, but they look down on people and it's disgusting!" Zhao Xinyin answered truthfully.

Qin Feng was relieved.

The community court had just been built.

If it causes any negative impact on society, it will inevitably be attacked by those who are interested.

In the Dragon Kingdom, this kind of thing can be big or small.

Although I am not afraid.

But after all, it is better to do less than to do more.

"So Director Qin, I'm looking for Lao Liu to help us improve, and we'll start from the middle of the month."

"Yes, Director Qin."

Liu Jiansheng also said at the side: "I must give Uncle Zhao some face!"

"And I happen to be very nimble, so I took the opportunity to practice with the workers' team so that no one in the team would laugh at me!"

"Come on, Sixth Brother Liaodong, who dares to laugh at you!"

Qin Feng didn't mean to blame Liu Jiansheng at all. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "It is more standardized to go back to the base to train. You are willing to help Uncle Zhao and the others organize the team. You have enough spare time."

Tiexi Workers Team is an amateur team.

A group of people all have daily livelihoods.

It’s simply impossible to train every day.

Even if Liu Jiansheng returns to Liaodong.

There is also enough time and energy to help the workers' team train.

"Okay, Director Qin, I'll go back to the base tomorrow!"

Liu Jiansheng agreed, "I happened to hear that the team is on holiday, so I took advantage of the time when Lao Hei and Fatty are not back to practice hard!"

He pinched the fat on his belly, making the people around him laugh.

"Brother Six, by the way, you've been leading the workers' team for half a month?"

Qin Feng asked curiously: "How was the result?"

"I'm just giving directions blindly, what's the result..."

Liu Jiansheng, who has always been good-looking, is rarely humble.

On the other hand, Zhao Xinyin praised Liu Jiansheng from the side.

the end.

He said: "Director Qin, today we have another appointment with Huang Gu's gang. If you have time, can you stay for guidance?"

The crowd cheered loudly.

Qin Feng also became interested.

He didn't have much expectations on the technical and tactical level.

But two amateur teams born out of community courts "arranged a fight."

He has already thought of the prototype of the Dragon Country Amateur League!

dinner.

Qin Feng followed the Tiexi Workers' Team players and took a bite of a box lunch on the sidelines.

Six o'clock in the evening.

Nearby residents gathered from all directions.

A group of people sat on the ground holding homemade slogans and waving Tiexi Workers' Gear flags.

Soon the area around the community court was filled with water.

According to Zhao New Year's explanation, everyone got the news and came specifically to cheer for the team.

Qin Feng is even happier.

Teams rooted in the community are inherently cohesive.

Even if they are not fans, if they know that their friends, neighbors, and colleagues are going to play against other teams, they will still bring their families to support them.

See Qin Feng.

Everyone cheered and took out their pens and papers to sign. Many people even trotted home, saying they wanted to take a photo with Qin Feng with their cameras.

6:30 pm.

It's getting dark.

All lighting equipment in the community stadium is turned on, and everything is as bright as day.

More than 10 minutes passed.

Several car lights cast beams of light in the distance.

It seems like a convoy is coming!

Only when they got closer could everyone see clearly.

It was two Toyota Coasters and a bus, driving over with their headlights on.

What a big battle!

More than a dozen young people got out of the two vans. They were all dressed in red jerseys and white shorts. They had a well-proportioned figure and a straight waist. From a distance, they looked a bit like football players.

on the bus.

Then more than 50 people came down, wearing the same jersey, both men and women, waving red flags made in the same way, and started singing as soon as they got off the car.

"The Shengjing Imperial Aunts' Alliance, the glorious Shengjing Imperial Aunts' Alliance!"

"We are a red team and we want to plant red flags all over the world!"

"Go forward bravely, be invincible, the glorious Shengjing Princess Alliance, and never give up..."

"..."

The singing is magnificent and the melody is heroic.

It sounds like it was made by a famous artist.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows.

Shengjing Royal Aunts Alliance...

We have the team song!

The lyrics are loud enough, and the content also has the characteristics of a big boy.

It’s just a bit of an imitation of the Premier League’s “Red Devils” Manchester United…

A group of people approached.

Qin Feng looked around.

The same red jersey and white shorts as Manchester United's home uniform, with "Hachioji Soda" printed on the chest, and a yellow shield-shaped team emblem with a red background on the left chest, with Shengjing written on the top and Huanggu United written on the bottom.

In the middle of the words, the pen tip is exposed and the rifle with the bayonet overlaps each other, looking sharp and sharp.

A group of people are all in their 30s and [-]s.

Look at the muscles and energy on the body...

Needless to say.

At least half of them have been professionally trained.

Let’s look back at the Tiexi Workers Team.

They are all different in height, short, fat and thin, and in different ages.

The corner of Qin Feng's mouth twitched.

No wonder Lao Zhao and the others lost.

Although Shengjing Huanggu United is an amateur team, it already has the prototype of a football club, and even brings its own fans to away games!

On the other hand, the Tiexi Workers' Team is still a grass-roots team model.

No need to compete.

The gap in strength between the two sides is already clear.

"Chairman Qin Feng?"

It adds up.

The young man leading the Huanggu Alliance came towards us...

……