Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

"Three heads and six arms are not..."

Qin Feng whispered: "But he is indeed a great left back."

Fabio Grosso!

It became a blockbuster in the 2006 World Cup in Germany in later generations.

In the knockout match with Australia, a penalty kick was created to lead Italy to a successful breakout.

In this game, Wang Qianxiang, the sports commentator of Longvision, left classic commentary words such as "he is not alone, possesses a soul, and is a great left back".

In the next semi-final, Grosso scored the winning goal in 118 minutes of extra time to eliminate the hosts Germany.

In the final against France, he scored the final penalty kick to help Italy win the Hercules Cup for the fourth time.

Since then, Grosso's reputation as a great left back has spread throughout the country.

Now, he's just a 21-year-old amateur.

Grosso is also one of the big-name stars of the future that Qin Feng can think of, and can be introduced without spending a transfer fee.

These big-name players are basically talented, anyway, there is a system that can add points to enhance their strength.

Qin Feng is not worried about Grosso's growth at all.

What to worry about is how to persuade him to go to Longguo!

Through the guidance of the owner of the fishing tackle shop just now, who is also the general manager of Renato Curry Club.

Qin Feng and his team came to Pescara D'Annunzio University.

On the playground of the Department of Physical Education, two teams are having a contest.

Qin Feng pointed to a tall black-haired young man on the field and said, "That's Grosso."

it's him?

Find a seat on the sidelines and sit down, and the three of Shang Yin wait and see curiously.

Is this person really as powerful as Qin Feng said?

After watching for a while, Shang Yin frowned...

"Dr. Qin, is this the great left back you mentioned?"

Shang Yinhu questioned: "He seems to be playing in the midfield position?"

On the court, Grosso frequently appeared in the shadow forward position.

Also scored a goal.

Qin Feng curled his lips and said: "What's all the fuss about, the left guard with a knife, cool group!"

According to the system records, Grosso was indeed a striker at the beginning, and then he really shined as he moved to the left back.

So now that Grosso is in the forward position, Qin Feng is not surprised at all.

"Okay, guard with a knife..."

Shang Yin laughed angrily, and gave up the treatment directly: "Anyway, the Liaodong team is yours, so what do you say?"

The game is over quickly.

Before the final whistle, Grosso scored another goal.

On the sidelines, Qin Feng stopped Grosso who was hanging shoulder to shoulder with his friends.

"Hey, Fabio, the game is good, are you interested in playing in the professional league?"

Following Zheng Wen's translation, Grosso's eyes lit up.

"Of course, which team are you a scout for, Roma or Lazio, or Juventus..."

"Er...neither."

Qin Feng touched his nose in embarrassment, directly revealing his identity.

"Longguo, Liaodong team?"

Grosso exclaimed, "Do you Long Kingdom people also play football? Dragon Kingdom also has a professional league?"

This was not very polite, Qin Feng frowned and said in a deep voice: "Of course, Fabio, you should study history carefully, our Dragon Kingdom is the birthplace of football."

Xu Shi noticed Qin Feng's displeasure, and Grosso quickly apologized.

"Excuse me sir, if I offend you, I apologize to you. It's just the first time I heard that Longguo people also play football, and I'm a little surprised."

Qin Feng snorted coldly and didn't speak any more, he accepted Grosso's apology.

In detail, Grosso's reaction is not surprising.

Who let Longguo Football fail to live up to it!

Glancing at the carefree Grosso, Qin Feng was discouraged for a while.

Will a person who doesn't even know if there is a professional league in Longguo go to the Liaodong team?

On the opposite side, Grosso stroked his wet hair upwards, and looked back and forth at Qin Feng and the others.

After a while, he suddenly smiled, showing his white teeth.

"As long as I can play professionally, let alone Dragon Kingdom, I dare to go to hell!"

"Hurry up and take a look at the contract. If there is no problem, I will sign it immediately."

"Have you started the Dragon Kingdom League? Can I still catch up with the first round?"

"..."

Zheng Wen listened and translated while Grosso was still chattering.

Grosso is willing to join the Liaodong team!

Qin Feng was overjoyed.

But what is this kid talking about?

"Stop, Fabio, listen to me."

He hurriedly interrupted: "Signing is no problem, but the team will ask you to play left back, can you accept it?"

Ugly things still have to be said first.

Qin Feng didn't want Grosso to misunderstand that he was fooling him.

Hearing this, Grosso said loudly without any hesitation:

"Sir, as long as I can go to a professional team, let alone play left back, I am willing to be a goalkeeper."

"My only hobby is playing football. I've had enough of living in the amateur team every day now."

"I have finished my studies a long time ago. If I didn't have many friends in school, I would have left here long ago and went to Rome and Milan!"

"Also, the beauties in our school are pretty good..."

"..."

Grosso was elated and spitting.

Qin Feng and others were dumbfounded.

This kid is the opposite of the low-key Modric, a talker!

On the opposite side, Grosso has already talked about his glorious deeds in picking up girls in kindergarten.

Unable to bear it any longer, Qin Feng hurriedly said: "Well, Fabio, let's talk later, we are short on time."

"You go home and discuss with your parents, then look at the contract, and sign if there is no problem."

Hearing this, Grosso smiled indifferently.

"I'm an adult and able to make decisions about my own life.

"Let me look at the contract first, and then go home and tell them the good news after signing."

"I tell you..."

Well, here we go again!

Qin Feng pulled out the contract and blocked Grosso's mouth, "Fabio, read the contract."

After receiving the contract, Grosso looked through it, and then said cautiously:

"Sir, I'm not very good at English. I need a friend to help me translate."

"Tomorrow at noon... No, I will give you an answer tomorrow morning."

"and also……"

Seeing that Grosso was going to be endless again, Qin Feng hurriedly asked Zheng Wen to leave the address of the pre-booked hotel, and fled with a few people.

After leaving the school gate, the four of them settled for dinner at a nearby restaurant casually, and then returned to the hotel.

Running around for several days, even the most energetic Zhou Xiaochun couldn't bear it.

Old handsome Shang Yin sighed even more, his whole body hurt everywhere.

The four of them went to bed early and had nothing to say all night.

At dawn the next day, Qin Feng woke up.

Turning his head to look, Zhou Xiaochun put a big character on the single bed next door, sleeping soundly.

The quilt fell to the ground, revealing a little spring light.

Shaking his head, Qin Feng lightly covered her, then changed his clothes and left the hotel.

At 6 am in the old town of Pescara, the old goose-yellow houses are shrouded in mist, with spiers faintly exposed.

The whole city has not yet woken up, and it is very peaceful and peaceful.

Qin Feng walked along the street leaning on crutches, and soon came to a football field sandwiched between the communities.

Here, he found it on the way to the hotel yesterday.

Looking at the crowd running back and forth on the green field, Qin Feng smiled.

Lifting his feet up, the turf was soft, Qin Feng squatted down and stroked it, it turned out to be competition-level artificial turf.

No wonder the level of football here is high.

Even a community court can be paved with game-specific turf.

While sighing, a football rolled over.

It was hitting Qin Feng's feet.

On the court, a tall and thin man called out, "Hey, friend, help kick the ball over!"

Qin Feng couldn't understand the words of the thin and tall man, but he could guess well after thinking about it.

He glanced at the football and smiled.

Stand up and pick up the football with your right foot.

When the football landed in the right position, Qin Feng supported it with both crutches, and jumped up horizontally, volleyed and hooked sideways, and slammed the ball with his right foot.

A muffled sound.

The black and white soccer ball drew an arc and crashed into the goal 40 meters away.

The tall, thin man who asked for the ball was halfway running, and suddenly froze.

He looked at Qin Feng who was propping up his body on crutches with a smile, and then looked back at the football still spinning in the net, his face full of disbelief.

It wasn't just him, both sides of the game stopped.

Everyone stared at Qin Feng, mouth wide open and speechless...

……