Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

May 5, Saturday, Dragon Boat Festival.

Early in the morning.

Qin Feng sat down in the office.

Today is the day when the 10th round of the league starts.

There are too many things to deal with.

I just opened the file in front of me.

Liu Xin, the manager of the operations department, walked through the door with a girl.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and looked.

The girl is about 1.6 or [-] years old, and her eyes are about [-] meters long. She is a small one.

She looks good, without much makeup, but she looks exquisite.

Take a closer look, baseball cap, ponytails, and a pair of big headphones hanging around his neck.

A big T-shirt with wide-leg pants and a pair of AJ sneakers.

It made her look even smaller.

Who is this?

Qin Feng turned his head and cast a questioning look at Liu Xin.

"Director Qin, this is Sun Li. Didn't you tell me to hire an on-site commentator for Wulihe?"

Liu Xin hurriedly reported, "Mr. Qian asked me to bring someone to show you."

she?

On-site commentator?

Qin Feng looked at her in astonishment, is this girl an adult?

And judging by the attire, it would make sense to say it was from a dance troupe or a bar dj.

Football commentator?

Totally out of touch!

With his hands in his pockets and chewing gum, Sun Li was also looking at Qin Feng.

Glancing twice, she coolly stretched out her little hand.

"Sun Li, Shengjing Conservatory of Music, 19, sophomore."

Qin Feng came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to shake her, and then he noticed.

Sun Li's right hand is a little below the tiger's mouth.

I have a tattoo of colorful carrots, but I don't know what it means.

"Well, we are recruiting football commentators..."

Withdrawing his hand, Qin Feng frowned and looked at Liu Xin, wondering how Qian Zhisong and Liu Xin were locked up, wouldn't this add to the confusion?

Liu Xin chuckled.

"Dr. Qin, you can mobilize the atmosphere and understand the game. Sun Li is the best candidate. Why don't you give it a try?"

What do you want me to try!

Qin Feng rolled his eyes, just try it, "Do you know football?"

Sun Li said nothing, put his hands in his pockets and nodded.

"Football match, how many players are there on both sides?" Qin Feng opened his mouth and asked.

"..."

Gouging out Qin Feng's eyes, Sun Li left his head and looked out of the window.

That expression is obvious, the one who asked this mentally handicapped question must not be a fool, right?

Take a deep breath.

Sun Li interrupted Qin Feng who was about to speak.

"I know the rules of football."

"Professional dj."

"Can use eight foreign languages ​​to attack people."

"Three generations of my family are all Liaodong fans."

"Is it enough?"

seem……

enough.

Looking at the cool and sassy little Sun Li, Qin Feng nodded blankly.

It seems that I have found a treasure!

……

in the afternoon.

Qin Feng accompanied the team bus to Wulihe Stadium.

Weekend ball market.

Very hot.

Outside the stadium, there was a long queue of fans entering the stadium in an orderly manner.

Before a group of people entered the arena, they were already singing and dancing, making the gongs, drums and horns they carried with them loudly.

Scalpers waved tickets and peddled among the crowd.

From time to time, I bargained with fans who didn't buy tickets.

Seeing this scene, Qin Feng nodded.

The ball market in Liaodong can be regarded as starting.

As long as the Liaodong team does not make major mistakes, there is no need to worry about the box office for the time being.

Pass the empty franchise store.

Qin Feng smiled wryly again.

This is the situation of the Dragon Kingdom.

Pirated jerseys are flying all over the place. Although the quality is not high, it cannot be cheap.

There are still a few fans who are willing to spend as little as 200 to buy authentic jerseys!

Looking at the crowd outside Qing Yishui wearing the Liaodong red home jersey.

Qin Feng gritted his teeth in distress.

It's all money!

When I have time, I have to find a way.

Into the field.

Most of the fans are already seated in a circle of stands.

Especially the Liaodong Fans Association led by "Rosie" Li Wenkang.

They occupy the entire South Stand.

This will be an active atmosphere in that serious.

But the effect...

Really limited.

A bunch of old men, shirtless, with paint all over their faces, yelling and knocking, what's there to see?

The fans in the other stands all pointed to Li Wenkang and they were surprised.

Those who were close still hid straight back.

Li Wenkang and the others must feel that they are quite cool.

Qin Feng watched happily, and applauded to the south stand from a long distance away.

As long as the fans are happy, let them be.

At this moment.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

In the dozens of large speakers surrounding the stadium.

Suddenly there was a rhythmic heartbeat.

Everyone in the arena froze for a moment.

I haven't waited for everyone to recover.

A burst of majestic orchestra sounded, like the horn of the expedition before dawn, and with the faster and faster heartbeat, it instantly struck everyone's heart.

"Fans and friends of the Liaodong team!"

"The battle is about to begin!"

"you!"

"Are you ready to go to the battlefield!"

It's Sun Li.

Her voice is impassioned and gritty.

Wait until the voice falls.

The explosive electronic music continues seamlessly.

The audience suddenly burst into cheers.

Almost everyone jumped up to the rhythm.

The huge Wulihe Stadium was too hot to get under.

Qin Feng also recovered from the shock, went outside and looked up.

Inside the window of the studio.

A petite figure, wearing headphones, is dancing to the music.

The players and coaches of the Liaodong team also came out to watch the surprise.

Sun Li obviously noticed this.

"The warriors of our Liaodong team have come out!"

"Please give the warmest applause!"

"Help them... a battle to butcher the bull!"

There was a storm of applause from the audience.

Looking around at the boiling red Wuli River, he looked at Sun Li in the studio.

Qin Feng had a good time.

I really found a treasure!

Soon the two sides warmed up.

locker room.

Cruyff made corresponding tactical arrangements, clapped his hands and said loudly:

"Boys, we're third in the league right now."

"Is there anyone who doesn't know that only the top two can advance?"

There was a chuckle in the locker room.

Cruyff pressed his hands down and continued:

"21 points behind No. 15 points behind No. [-]."

"It's not a big difference."

"I don't think you'd like to discredit Johan Cruyff Sr. either?"

The laughter grew louder.

Qin Feng sat in a corner of the dressing room, staring at Cruyff's every move.

There are so many things to learn from this old man.

Boosting morale, Cruyff announced the starting lineup.

As in the first game of the FA Cup, there is no change.

Qin Feng couldn't sit still at this moment.

Originally, the football management department had just announced to rectify the field discipline, and the Liaodong team should rest easy.

But Zhang Anhua and Sun Jihai arrived at this time.

But it was tantamount to sprinkling salt on Wang Ke's wound.

This grandson won't jump over the wall in a hurry, regardless of playing tricks on the court, right?

The more you think about it, the more likely it is.

Qin Feng took Cruyff to the corner.

"John, let Pepe start this time?!"

……