Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

The more Qin Feng thought about it, the more confused he became.

Ibrahimovic was born in 81 and is only 17 years old now.

This age should not be so decadent.

It's not Qin Feng's character to speculate randomly. He was just about to ask a question directly when an angry roar suddenly came from the inner bedroom.

The pronunciation is very similar to Croatian, but Qin Feng can't understand it.

Ibrahimovic on the sofa turned his head and also yelled in response.

Turning around, he looked at Qin Feng, showing embarrassment for the first time.

"It's my dad. He drank too much again. Don't pay attention to him."

Nodding his head, and then looking at the wine bottles on the ground, Qin Feng suddenly realized.

Alcoholic father, the house is in such a mess, and it doesn't look like there are women.

It is also difficult for Ibrahimovic to grow up in this environment.

"Let's go out and talk about something."

Getting up resentfully, Ibrahimovic went out first.

It could be seen that he didn't want to stay in this house for a second longer.

There was another roar in the room, and Qin Feng had followed Ibrahimovic downstairs.

The two walked out of the block with seven turns and eight turns.

There is a bicycle parked on the side of the road.

Ibrahimovic ran over, raised his foot and kicked the car lock, stepped on it, and walked to Qin Feng's side.

"Get in the car and treat you to something to eat. You know, I have clear grievances and grievances."

Heh... this kid is quite cute.

He didn't care whether the bicycle was stolen or not, so Qin Feng sat directly in the back seat.

Ibrahimovic's expression softened a bit.

The bicycle passed through the fine snow, and after two streets, Ibrahimovic stopped.

Qin Feng got out of the car slowly and followed Ibrahimovic into a small restaurant.

The two took their seats.

Ibrahimovic threw the menu over and said generously, "Order whatever you want."

After glancing at the pictures on the menu and at the faded coat on Ibrahimovic, Qin Feng smiled.

"I don't know Swedish, you can order, I'm not picky eaters."

"alright."

Ibrahimovic picked up the menu and looked back and forth several times, then raised his hand and called the waiter.

The waiter came over, and Ibrahimovic pointed to the menu to order.

The strange thing is that the waiter didn't record it, but said something in a bad tone.

Ibrahimovic's face turned red and white.

He peeked at Qin Feng, and then argued with the waiter again.

The sarcasm on the waiter's face was even heavier.

Even if he can't understand what the two of them are saying, Qin Feng can still make a good guess.

Because of the waiter's expression...

Qin Feng has seen it.

After thinking about it, Qin Feng took out 500 crowns, "Zlatan, this is your money."

He just looked at the vegetable prices, and the money is enough.

Ibrahimovic froze for a moment, hesitated for a few seconds before taking the money, and raised his hand at the waiter.

The waiter put on a smile immediately.

Snorting angrily, Ibrahimovic took the menu and ordered a few more dishes.

Wait until the waiter leaves.

Ibrahimovic said: "I borrowed the money from you, I just happened to use up my salary."

Shrugging indifferently, Qin Feng said: "Zlatan, what happened just now? Is that girl your girlfriend?"

"Uh……"

After pondering for a while, Ibrahimovic said: "You have seen it too, it's just a bunch of punks who can't get on the stage."

"As for Helena, I've been chasing her for a long time, but she's not my girlfriend yet..."

When saying this, Ibrahimovic looked a little lonely.

After a pause, he raised his head, his eyes sparkling.

"Not now, sooner or later."

Qin Feng was taken aback.

On the opposite side, Ibrahimovic suddenly exuded strong confidence.

This is just like the future god...

Qin Feng smiled, just about to talk, the food was served.

Salmon, salads, steaks, seafood platters... healthy and hearty.

"Eat, I'm never stingy with my friends."

Ibrahimovic grinned and ate and drank, and at the same time said vaguely: "By the way, brother, what's your name, what's the matter with me?"

It seems that Ibrahimovic seems to be in a good mood. Qin Feng first introduced himself, and then expressed his intention to invite Ibrahimovic to join the Liaodong team.

"Dragon Kingdom? Liaodong team?"

With a piece of steak in his mouth, Ibrahimovic was dumbfounded.

half an hour...

He suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard growing up."

Ibrahimovic exaggeratedly wiped the corners of his eyes, "It's more ridiculous than Uncle Hyde vomiting canned herring for three days and three nights."

He swallowed the steak, and his smile suddenly disappeared.

"Qin, I don't want to go to the Liaodong team. I was born for the rich."

After finishing speaking, Ibrahimovic emphasized his tone again, and said word by word:

"Born to conquer them!"

Hearing this, Qin Feng's face turned cold.

Qin Feng understands Ibrahimovic's arrogance from the system and is mentally prepared.

It can be said that the Liaodong team is shit...

This is unbearable!

Putting down the knife and fork, just about to have an attack, suddenly the restaurant door rang behind, and a group of people came in hula-la.

Qin Feng turned his head to look.

The head of a person has gray hair, is tall and thin, and has sharp eyes like a falcon.

Looking at the iconic hooked nose, Qin Feng recognized the person at once.

The head coach of Premier League Arsenal, known as the professor Arsene Wenger.

Why is he here?

While wondering, Qin Feng suddenly thought that since Arsene Wenger coached Arsenal in 1996, he likes to use young players the most.

so……

He is also here for Ibrahimovic!

This is bad!

It's really not that Qin Feng underestimated himself. The Liaodong team at this stage is not at the same level as the Premier League giants Arsenal.

They want to get in the way, but they can't do anything about it.

Sure enough, it was the same as what Qin Feng thought.

Wenger glanced at the door and walked straight over.

"Mr. Ibrahimovic, and this gentleman, mind if I sit down?"

Qin Feng wanted to say he minded, but Ibrahimovic had already nodded.

Wenger sat down and said with a smile: "Mr. Ibrahimovic, you must know me?"

Qin Feng rolled his eyes.

This is not knowing what to ask!

Anyone who plays football doesn't know the manager of Arsenal.

but……

Ibrahimovic, who was still smiling, put on a straight face.

"I'm Zlatan Ibrahimovic, who are you?"

What?

Qin Feng almost didn't laugh out loud.

It must be Wenger's arrogant attitude that annoyed Ibrahimovic.

It really is Da Fengxian, crazy enough.

Aside, Wenger did not expect to hear such an answer.

The old man frowned into Sichuan characters, introducing himself formulaically.

At the end, he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Ibrahimovic, I would like to invite you to Arsenal."

Ibrahimovic's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face.

Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

It's over, Ibrahimovic is flying!

The corners of Wenger's mouth also curled up.

No youngster would turn down an olive branch from Arsenal.

The arrogant kid in front of him was no exception.

"Mr. Wenger, your proposal is very attractive."

Ibrahimovic picked up a shrimp and munched, "I only have one question, go to Arsenal, do you need a trial training?"

"Tryout?"

Wenger didn't expect Ibrahimovic to ask such a question.

"Of course, every young man who comes to Arsenal needs to pass the trial training. This is also a way for us to increase our understanding..."

"okay!"

Ibrahimovic suddenly interrupted Wenger, "What shit is Arsenal, I won't go, let me tell you..."

He took a sip of water and said coldly: "Ibrahimovic, never try out!"

Everyone was stunned.

No one expected that Ibrahimovic would reject Wenger for this reason.

That's Arsenal!

On the side, Qin Feng suppressed his laughter and felt uncomfortable.

In Ibrahimovic's mouth, Arsenal is also bullshit.

Speaking of which, he didn't hate the Liaodong team when he said shit just now.

And Zlatan Ibrahimovic never tried out...

How domineering!

It seems that there is still a way to introduce Ibrahimovic.

Qin Feng felt a little relieved.

Wenger's face was livid.

He stood up without saying a word, nodded to Ibrahimovic in a gentlemanly manner, then turned and left.

The restaurant was quiet again.

"Puchi..."

Qin Feng couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Looking up, he was meeting Ibrahimovic's puzzled gaze.

"It's okay Zlatan, let's continue the topic just now."

Qin Feng straightened his face, "That's right, the current Liaodong team is not strong yet, just like Arsenal, it's bullshit."

He made a joke and continued: "But let me tell you, the Liaodong team will one day become a giant that won't lose to anyone, and a giant that will crush all strong teams!"

"And you, Zlatan Ibrahimovic, are the founders of the giants!"

Qin Feng threw out all his ideas about the Liaodong team in his heart.

On the opposite side, Ibrahimovic frowned and thought, noncommittal.

But it can be seen that he is more interested in leading a team from scratch than an arrogant giant team.

It seems there is a door!

Then add more fire!

Qin Feng took a deep breath and said seriously: "Also, if I have a way to help you deal with Helena, would you consider playing for the Longguo Liaodong team?"

Upon hearing this, Ibrahimovic suddenly raised his head, his eyes lit up, "Do you have a solution?"

But soon he regained his arrogance.

"The matter between me and Helena is not that simple, you can do it, let's talk about playing football in Longguo."

……