I spend crazy money in football

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"Son, today's game was great, I knew you would succeed!"

As soon as she got home, Ivana gave Ye Feng an excited hug.

As Ye Feng's mother, she would naturally pay attention to Ye Feng's game all the way, especially after Ye Feng scored a goal, the excitement was no less than Ye Feng's.

"Basic operation, calm down, mom, you should have more confidence in me!" Ye Feng said with a smile on his arms.

"I knew my son would definitely become a big football star!" Ivana let go of Ye Feng in satisfaction and sat on the sofa, but the pride in her eyes still couldn't be hidden.

However, at this time, his father Ye Cheng's expression was a bit complicated.

"The game was indeed good, but you really don't think about it anymore?" Ye Cheng obviously didn't give up. "Actually, playing football is not interesting. Why don't you learn how to be a chef with me? In the future, my Chinese restaurant will definitely be handed over to you." your!"

It's as if the Chinese restaurant is the country that his father, the emperor, brought down for Ye Feng.

Ye Feng would listen to similar words almost every day, and every time Ye Feng would be dumbfounded.

Although on the surface his father is very supportive of his hobbies, in fact, his father never gave up the idea of ​​training him to be a cook.

"What's so good about playing football, what's so great about being a chef!"

Every time he faces his father's tricks that influence him subtly, Ye Feng can't help but think of Yuzhu in the hands of the slam dunk. If he can't make any progress on the basketball court, he can only inherit his father's restaurant. The sense of déjà vu...

Such a picture involuntarily emerged in my mind. I was wearing the shop waiter's clothes, standing like a dog's leg at the door of the shop. Every time a customer came in, I would yell in a strange voice: "Guest officer, please come inside!"

Unable to bear a chill, he shook his head vigorously to dispel this absurd picture from his mind.

I can't help feeling resentment. Many players in football are like "If you can't play well, you can only go home and inherit hundreds of millions of property". Why did it become "If you can't play well, you can only be a cook" when it comes to me?

However, when he thought that many young players from poor backgrounds could only drive big trucks, work as carpenters, or shave their heads if they couldn't play well, Ye Feng felt a lot more balanced.

"Dad, I will never be a cook in my life. Even if I can't get kicked out and starve to death here, I will never be a cook!"

"Then what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to learn about excavators!"

Saying that, Ye Feng went upstairs with a playful smile.

"This bastard has quite a unique hobby!" Ye Feng's father scolded with a smile.

Then, my mother couldn't help but give my father a white look, "Is it because of you that I bought so many excavator models for Ah Feng when I was young, or else my child can have this hobby?"

"That's better than buying him a doll, right?" Dad said unconvinced, but under the warning eyes of his mother, his tone became weaker and weaker, and finally there was no sound.

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Ye Feng was born in a Chinese family. His father came to Germany to work hard in his early years and opened a Chinese restaurant in Munich. His mother is a native of Munich.

He once asked Dad this question: "How the hell did you manage to get Mom?"

Then, his dad answered him like this: "There is nothing that one Chinese meal can't handle! If there is, then three meals a day!"

This is probably a classic case of food crossing borders.

How else to explain that a mother who is taller than her father will marry her father?

Although Ye Feng is of mixed race, he almost inherited his appearance from his father. From the outside, there is no obvious difference between him and the Huaxia people, except that his hair is a little light yellow, and his eyes have a touch of blue.

However, his mother did not pass on some genes to him. His physical fitness, as strong as a calf, was a gift from his mother, so since he was 14 years old, he has been able to look down on his father.

Ye Feng has shown a good football talent since he was a child. Enlightened parents will naturally not hinder the development of their children's interests, so they sent Ye Feng to the youth training camp of Bayern Munich.

In a flash, many years have passed, and Ye Feng has not been eliminated by Bayern's strict selection standards. He has just been successfully promoted from the U19 youth team to the Bayern second team. In the new season, he will participate in the German third league with the Bayern second team.

He was promoted to the second team together with striker Thomas Muller and central defender Bud Stuber. In addition, although Alaba also trained with the second team, he mostly participated in U19 games. After all, his The grade is still young.

However, because of the upper limit of talent, the assessment of Ye Feng by the Munich Youth Academy is that the future will probably be at the Bundesliga level, or as a substitute in the middle and lower reaches of the Bundesliga. It is difficult to achieve any major achievements.

Therefore, if there is no system, then Ye Feng may face the embarrassment that Bayern Munich has never given him a real professional contract even after reaching the age where he can sign.

But with the system, Ye Feng knew that the professional contract that he had been looking forward to was actually not that important anymore.

At night, with my hands behind my head, lying on the bed facing the monotonous ceiling, looking at the worn-out ball hanging from the ceiling with a rope, I couldn't help feeling dazed, my thoughts drifting away.

"Pass the ball over here!"

"Shoot!"

"Don't try to get past me!"

No matter the ice and snow, no matter the scorching sun, on the grass, on the side of the road, in the stadium of the community, and on the playground of the school, there are shadows of him playing football happily everywhere.

This ball was the first football his parents bought him when he was a child, and it was also the beginning of his love for the sport.

From being a toddler to entering the Bayern youth training camp, this ball accompanied him through most of his childhood. This memory is pure and beautiful.

After playing for many years, the ball was finally broken and completed its glorious mission.

But Ye Feng didn't throw it away, but kept this little guy who brought him into the green world, and put it in the most conspicuous place.

Perhaps, this is to remind myself not to forget the original heart.

Because, every time he sees this mottled ball, Ye Feng will think of his dream, the dream of running wildly on the green field.

Even though he knew that he might not have the talents of those superstars, that he would not be able to become a dazzling presence on the pitch, and that he would not even be able to gain a foothold in the top league in the future, but he never gave up.

"come on!"

Clenching his fists and secretly cheering himself up, Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes.

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0005 10 times factor task

Training every day, repetitive and monotonous.

But Ye Feng knows very well that if there is no effort, there must be no return, unless...you have a system...

Wasn't Ye Feng just hit on the head by a big system?

It's just that what I'm most afraid of is that I already have a system, and I don't forget to work hard.

During the training, Ye Feng is extremely active. He believes that even with the assistance of the system, if he trains hard, he will still have additional improvement.

The teammates have slowly accepted the fact that Ye Feng seems to have suddenly enlightened. No matter in training or competition, Ye Feng's performance is very shocking.