Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

"bet?"

Wang Qianlin raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, Qin Feng, if you Liaodong can beat Tianda at home and away, and win by 3 goals, I will give you free for your Spanish stadium renovation!"

"If not, Bincheng Tianda team, you take over!"

Play so big?

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth curled up.

He pushed away Qian Zhisong who jumped up to dissuade him.

"Okay, that's it for Wang Dong!"

Seeing Qin Feng agreeing, Wang Qianlin's cold face suddenly warmed up, "Okay, let's eat, Xiao Liu, take the porridge down and heat it up, and then put on two drawers of steamed stuffed buns, Qin Dong likes it!"

aside.

Qian Zhisong slumped back to his chair, it was over, Mr. Qin was too young to drink Lao Wang's footwashing water!

Qin Feng was also taken aback.

Stimulate the law?

Such a big chairman, still playing this game?

Slowly sitting back in his seat, Qin Feng stared at Wang Qianlin without speaking.

Wait until the waiter in a short skirt delivers the buns.

Qin Feng grabbed one, stuffed it into his mouth steaming hot, and took a bite.

"Wang Dong, your Tianda buns are really delicious!"

Wang Qianlin smiled, and took a sip of cold porridge, "That's not what I said, it won't be long before you're the god of heaven!"

Be proud!

Laugh!

When the game is over, you won't be able to laugh!

Qin Feng bit off the remaining steamed stuffed bun, got up and said goodbye.

Got into the car.

He sucked his teeth straight.

The meat in this bun is real, Sai Ya.

A toothpick was stretched out from the side, "Dr. Qin, I just picked it up from the table, so I knew it would be useful for you!"

old money?

After taking it, Qin Feng turned his head to look.

Qian Zhisong had a bitter old face, "Tianda is like the minced meat in a steamed bun. You can't see it, but it tastes delicious."

"Wait to bite down, tnnd, stuffy teeth!"

Qin Feng was amused by this metaphor.

He knew that Qian Zhisong was secretly reminding himself that he shouldn't be so impulsive.

But are you impulsive?

It seems that everyone is still ignorant of the strength of the Liaodong team!

Taking the toothpick, "Old Qian, it's true that the tooth is plugged, but as long as it's such a small toothpick..."

Pick out the minced meat between the teeth, open the window and spit it out.

Qin Feng pursed his lips in satisfaction, and threw the toothpicks out of the window together, "Things that can be solved with a toothpick are not troublesome!"

"Don't worry, go to Southwest Road Primary School first, talk to my old principal about the campus football, and the match against Tianda is still half a month away!"

"Ugh……"

Qian Zhisong sighed, the words had already been released, and it was useless to say more now, all he could do was pray that the Liaodong team would explode in the game.

But Bincheng Tianda is not a meat bun that everyone can bite into.

There are so many international players in the Tianda team, and the three foreign players are all strong players.

Especially their midfielder, Jack's foreign aid Vaclav Nemecek, nicknamed "Wawa",

He is the captain of the Czech national team, and one of the biggest contributors to the Czech Republic reaching the final in the European Cup in 96.

Faced with this kind of midfielder who can attack and defend well, the Liaodong team can't do much.

Not to mention that Tianda still owns the so-called No. [-] striker in the Dragon Kingdom...

If you want to beat Tianda at home and away, you need to win by 3 goals...

Qin Dong is probably not crazy!

At that time, if you lose the bet and take over Tianda, the Liaodong team will suffer!

Qian Zhisong frowned.

Qin Feng also frowned.

But his worries were different from Qian Zhisong's.

Tianda is strong.

Don't forget, both Zhang Anhua and Sun Jihai were dug to Liaodong by themselves.

Tianda lost half of its main defense line.

under these circumstances.

Liaodong can't even win it?

Old Wang, just wait for the bleeding!

What Qin Feng is worried about now is.

How to solve the dilemma of Longguo campus football!

At this stage.

Longguo campus football is in its infancy.

It is a good sign that all places are beginning to pay attention to campus football planning.

Taking Bincheng as an example, basically every school has a school team, and there are football matches between schools every year.

All seems to be thriving.

But at the same time of development, it also gave birth to many corresponding problems.

In school team selection.

Generally, the physical education teacher selects from the appearance.

Those who are tall, strong, and fast will be given priority in joining the team.

But are these children really suitable for playing football?

Not necessarily!

According to this standard, little Messi, Ronaldinho, La Masia's little Bubu, little Fa...

A genius like this can't even get into the school team in Longguo!

This is obviously unscientific.

Another thing is to eat and take cards...

If you enter the school team, you can get extra points.

If you play well, you still have the opportunity to take a professional path.

Let's not talk about the upper level.

Start with the selection of the school team.

What training fees, merit selection fees, material selection fees...

There are many fees and charges. In fact, if you want to play football, you just need two words, "Get the money!"

Longguo football has rotted from the bottom, can it still be good?

Where there are interests, there will be corruption.

This is inevitable in all walks of life.

However, if you want to promote football at the children's level, this is an unavoidable hurdle.

The question now is how to reduce this bad thing from a common phenomenon to an isolated phenomenon, and then basically eliminate it.

Difficult!

Look at the time, it's almost noon.

Qin Feng ordered the driver to go straight to Laojin snack bar on Feixia Road.

I didn't eat anything at Wang Qianlin's place, so I was already hungry.

After dinner.

The two went straight to Bincheng Southwest Road Primary School.

Qin Feng looked out the window, still worried.

Longguo's campus football has formed an inherent routine.

Its atmosphere cannot be changed in a short while.

I don't know if the old principal has any good ideas!

Are worrying.

On a middle school playground by the side of the road, a dozen small figures running and footballs flying in the sky attracted Qin Feng's attention.

Tell the driver to slow down.

On the court, both sides of the competition are not very old, they seem to be elementary school students.

Qin Feng's sharp eyes immediately recognized that one of the goalkeepers was Huang Dalei, the future national gate of Longguo, who almost stayed abroad in Ligue [-].

Check the time, two o'clock in the afternoon?

Big Wednesday's.

Why don't these boys go to school?

Pat the driver on the shoulder.

The black crown pulled over and stopped.

Qin Feng got out of the car with crutches and walked to the sidelines to watch the game.

A sand court with no nets for the goals.

The children on both sides of the court were of different ages, the older ones were in their teens, the younger ones were seven or eight years old, some wore Real Madrid jerseys, some wore AC Milan jerseys, and some wore Sampdoria jerseys.

Of course, more is wearing the jersey of Bincheng Tianda.

After all, it is a local team, so there are many fans!

But what makes Qin Feng happy is.

There are also three children, wearing Liaodong team jerseys.

Goalkeeper, 9-year-old Huang Dalei is one of them.

On his upper body is Liu Jiansheng's No. 1 red jersey, and on his lower body is a No. 1 black shorts of Bincheng Tianda goalkeeper Han Wenhai.

On the feet, a pair of black "pimple shoes" were badly worn.

Be a goalkeeper.

Huang Dalei bowed slightly and stood in front of the door, squinting his eyes, ready to fight.

Qin Feng noticed that this kid didn't even have gloves and protective gear.

"Naked guard"?

He has guts!

I am admiring.

The young player on the opposite side made a strong shot.

Huang Dalei is not tall, but his movements are extremely fast.

He quickly moved two steps sideways and flew sideways.

Looking at the action, it is already quite professional.

The football hit Huang Dalei's palm and flew out of the touchline.

Huang Dalei hit the ground with a bang, jumped up immediately, and shook his finger at the little shooter.

"You can not!"

Teammates ran up to celebrate, Huang Dalei smiled and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm.

In an instant, his face was covered with blood.

The teammates were taken aback.

But Huang Dalei didn't care, he ran to the sideline to pick up the ball with a smile.

off the line.

A football printed with "Flying Fire Meteor" is jumping happily between a big foot and a cane.

Stared at the football and crutches for a while.

Huang Dalei raised his head in doubt, and then showed a surprised expression.

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