Football: The King of Efficiency, the Ball Must Go in the Small Penalty Area

The 90% equity of the Serie B team Padova is all under the name of Liu Gang Department Store?

Liu Suyujia, the boss behind the scenes of Padua?

This news shocked Xu Feng directly.

Xu Feng looked at Liu Suyu with a look of proof.

The latter nodded embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry, Xu Feng, I wanted to tell you, but I haven't found a good opportunity."

"Actually, this is what Uncle Xu meant. He said he understands your character."

"You want to take care of the professional leagues of Daley."

"It must depend on its own strength."

"My family is the biggest shareholder of the team."

"But my father never got involved in the club's affairs either."

"The Padua Club has never known the close relationship between you and me."

Xu Feng sighed and nodded: "The old man did the right thing. I want to be famous here, and I can only rely on my own strength."

Xu Feng smiled in his heart.

Although there is such a relationship with the Liu family.

But in any case, he will not rely on these relationships to directly enter the professional team.

In the last life, in the Dragon Kingdom's league, in the Dragon Kingdom's national team.

Haven't seen enough of such a thing?

Relying on relationships and money to pave the way, squeeze out the good seedlings who were really talented.

The superiors are all affiliates.

How could Xu Feng become the person he hates the most?

Perissier also smiled and said, "It seems that Miss Liu also took into account Xu Feng's feelings, so she didn't mention it directly."

"But we have also seen Xu Feng's strength, let alone Serie B Padova."

"It's Chievo who is now in Serie A, and he's the one with the most outstanding performance!"

"Real gold, nothing can stop his light!"

Xu Feng smiled angrily: "Okay, stop talking."

"I see that you are alive and well today, and it doesn't look like you are injured and can't play!"

Talking about the topic that can't be played.

The atmosphere in the room was a little dull.

Perlisier sighed: "The next round against AC Milan will undoubtedly be a tough battle."

"As captain, I can't lead by example and do it with my brothers on the pitch, I'm embarrassed."

Xu Feng shook his head: "What are you talking about, injuries and illnesses, no one can predict."

Pelissier looked at Xu Feng: "The most uncomfortable thing is that even if I don't play, there is still you on the front line."

"Everyone has seen it in these few games, Xu Feng, you are a genius and a scorer we can rely on."

"But Cesar is also injured and that's a problem."

"Don't look at him being old-fashioned all day long, but he is actually the most stable part of our defense."

"Andreoli is still too young and needs to grow up."

"The other two backup centre-backs can't be counted on."

"The next game will be difficult for us to play."

The crowd was silent for a while.

Xu Feng smiled and said, "There's nothing to be afraid of."

"Don't they all play football with two legs and one head? Just do it with all your strength."

Pelissier looked at Xu Feng approvingly and said with a smile: "Well said, as expected of the person who wears the half-court captain's armband, he is as energetic as me in terms of fighting spirit!"

Xu Feng smiled helplessly.

"However, most of the teammates don't seem to be in good condition."

Perissier nodded: "Yeah, not every player has the fighting spirit like you."

"Competitive sports, strong is strong, weak is weak."

"But the strong doesn't always have to beat the weak."

"Xu Feng, you are the most fighting young player I have ever seen."

"Kick Genoa, without you, Chievo will not reverse."

"The same in Naples, we wouldn't be at a draw without you sticking to the last minute."

"Just by virtue of your fighting spirit, you will definitely achieve extraordinary things in the future."

Pelissier sighed and looked out the window.

"I'm 31 years old and I've played for Chievo for eight years."

"I have seen all kinds of storms, Chievo is a small club in Serie A."

"It's not uncommon to be beaten by those big teams with 3, 4, or even 5 goals."

"But I don't regret it, and I don't have any regrets."

"Because I know that every game I give my best."

"Even in front of the star defenders of the big teams, I may only have one or two shots in the whole game."

"But these are the only opportunities, and I will try my best to fight for them."

Pelissier turned his head to look at Xu Feng.

"Xu Feng, professional player, winning or losing is very important."

"But it is more important to play a game that I will remember for the rest of my life, and I will not regret it."

After Pelissier finished speaking, a smile appeared on his bearded face.

"Did I say something too serious just now?"

"Did it make you nervous about what you said?"

Xu Feng shook his head: "You are right. What you said is what I thought."

Perlisier hummed: "If the mental power of the entire team can be like yours, that's fine!"

Xu Feng and Liu Suyu stayed for a while before leaving.

On the way back, Liu Suyu looked at Xu Feng with a worried look.

It seems that Pelissier's words just now made him think a lot.

It seemed that he had to change his mind.

"Xu Feng, have you visited Verona?"

Liu Suyu asked.

Xu Feng was startled and shook his head slightly.

"Then as the host, take me for a walk?"

Xu Feng finally showed some smiles on his face.

"Okay, then I'm probably the most misnamed host."

"However, I have also learned a lot of Italian during this period of time."

"I can recognize words like restaurant, mall, bathroom."

Liu Suyu smiled playfully and said, "That's enough, if you don't understand, I'm your best translator, let's go!"*