Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

When receiving the news, Qin Feng was sitting in the office holding a newspaper.

Yesterday, the Liaodong team's championship celebration was grand, and the major media rushed to publish the news on the front page.

"Carnival of 10 people, what magic power does the Liaodong team have? "

"The Liaodong team won the championship ahead of time, the inspiration for Longguo football. "

"There is no one before, and it is hard to come. The Liaodong team's championship celebration has [-] spectators. "

"..."

The titles vary, but the content is basically the same.

The newspapers didn't pay much attention to yesterday's game itself, but instead focused on the Liaodong team's championship celebration. They expressed their shock at the fact that there were [-] fans watching the ceremony on and off the field.

They believe that the number of fans of the Liaodong team is second to none in Longguo, and it will be difficult for other teams to achieve such an achievement.

At the end of the article, they also highly praised Qin Feng, chairman of Liaodong.

I think it was his birth that brought the Liaodong team, which had shown signs of decline at the beginning of the season, back to life.

Qin Feng pouted.

Someone praised him, of course he was happy.

But Qin Feng was not flustered.

A hero with three gangs.

Just like what Qin Feng said at the celebration yesterday, the results of the Liaodong team are the result of the joint efforts of all the staff of the club.

Just by yourself?

Stop it!

Throwing away a few newspapers in his hand, Qin Feng picked up "Football Practitioners" again.

Compared with the previous ones, he was more curious about which angle Editor-in-Chief Zhou would report on this matter.

Editor Zhou and his "Football Practitioner" did not disappoint Qin Feng.

They first paid attention to the match between Liaodong Team and Rongcheng Wuniu, saying that this duel was one of the most exciting matches in the Dragon Country League One this season.

On the one hand, there is a celebration, Liaodong, which is bound to win, and on the other hand, Wu Niu, who must win the battle of life and death in order to avoid relegation.

In this situation, both teams played at a high level.

"The Wuli River in Shengjing was precarious, Wuniu once saw the light of day, and they even had a chance to tie the score in the first half..."

"But in the second half, the Liaodong team found the beacon of victory..."

"Bless the Liaodong team, have a bright future, wish the five bulls in Rongcheng, and make a comeback..."

Qin Feng nodded straightly.

The Wuniu team played well yesterday. If it weren't for the limited strength, the Liaodong team would have been really difficult.

"Football Practitioner" is indeed the most professional football newspaper in Longguo. It is no wonder that it is loved by fans for being able to write such articles.

Looking down again, Qin Feng's eyes lit up.

The big picture is the periphery of Shengjing Stadium, where countless fans wearing Liaodong red jerseys stood in the wind and rain, raising their hands and cheering at the game screen on the big screen.

This photo is captured very well. Under the gloomy sky, the Wulihe Stadium is magnificent and desolate. There is a red figure at the bottom, and countless hands are waving in the air.

Qin Feng even heard the roar of these fans through the photos.

"In this game, more than 40000 fans were unable to enter the stadium to watch the game. The practice of the Liaodong team taught all clubs in Longguo a lesson. 』

"All Longguo teams should understand how important fans are..."

"Qin Feng, chairman of Liaodong, deserves the title of "Dragon Country Football Conscience"..."

After the text, "Football Practitioners" interviewed the live fans gathered outside the stadium to watch the live broadcast as usual.

"What do you think of this game? If it wasn't for Chairman Qin thinking about us, we wouldn't be able to see anything!"

"Since when have we fans been taken so seriously!"

"I am a fan of the Liaodong team. From today onwards, my son, my grandson, my grandson's grandson...all must be fans of the Liaodong team, otherwise it is unfilial!"

"Thank you to the Liaodong team, thank you to Chairman Qin Feng..."

"..."

Looking at the plain language of the fans, Qin Feng pursed his lips, his shoulders were heavy.

Looking down again, Qin Feng was extremely moved.

"Football Practitioners" introduced in detail the whole process of Liaodong's championship celebration after the game, accompanied by many color photos.

Some fans cried and yelled, some fans waved their hands and laughed from ear to ear, some fans danced to the music...

"Liaodong will not wither, Liaodong will always move forward!" 』

In the final concluding remarks, "Football Practitioners" quoted Qin Feng's original words.

Coupled with a five-mile panorama inside and outside the river.

The wide-format color photo of [-] Liaodong fans raising their arms and opening their mouths at the same time made this sentence completely sublimated.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Feng wanted to put down the newspaper, but found that there was a short paragraph of text at the end of the article.

Digression?

"At the end of the ceremony, Chairman Qin Feng of Liaodong sang loudly, drawing a perfect end to the whole ceremony. It is reported that Chairman Qin's singing voice shook the world and wept ghosts and gods, making the audience of [-] fans fall into silence for a while. 』

"Qin Dong, you sang well, don't sing again in the future!" 』

Hello, editor-in-chief of the week!

Qin Feng didn't come up in one breath, and almost fell off the chair.

If Aunt Guifen, the secretary, hadn't come in and said that the bus sent to pick up the team around the island would arrive in 10 minutes, Qin Feng would have liked to go to Editor-in-Chief Zhou to discuss it immediately.

What's wrong with my singing?

10 people applauded, okay?

Enraged enough, Aunt Guifen, the secretary, came in to report that the bus from the round-the-island team would arrive at the base in 10 minutes.

Swallowing his breath temporarily, Qin Feng got up, straightened his clothes, and went downstairs on crutches.

When the ally came, he, the chairman, would always greet him personally...

at the same time.

Inside the bus where the Liaodong team is responsible for picking up the plane.

Several people complained around Cheng Penghui, the general manager of Qianwei Huandao.

"Cheng Zong, what is there to learn from the Liaodong team's operating model?"

"That's right, I don't know what President Huang thinks. With such a big background, we still need to learn from Qin Feng, who is half a child?"

"Anyway, if we have money, if we buy a few more big-name players, will we still worry about our performance?"

"I think President Huang has made a foolish move this time..."

"..."

Cheng Penghui's face darkened at the sight.

"The Liaodong team is so prosperous, Chairman Qin Feng must have something special."

He glanced at a few of his subordinates, "When it comes to other people's chassis, be more modest!"

Those who complained silently retreated to their seats.

Judging from their expressions, they were still not convinced.

Cheng Penghui was also helpless about this.

These people are middle-level cadres in the club, either transferred from state-owned enterprises, or from public institutions under the Ministry of Public Security.

I am used to sitting in the office, so I naturally brought some habits to the team.

I have just arrived here, and this group of people are friendly on the surface, but they are not disobedient at all.

Liaodong Qin Feng's temper is well known in the football circle.

Whoever plays football in Longguo counts as the number one, who dares to fight against the football management department, and can gain the upper hand without losing money. Qin Feng is the only (poisonous) one of "Scorpion Baba".

I really want to annoy him, and everyone can't eat and walk around.

After thinking about it, Cheng Penghui turned back and emphasized, "Remember, listen more, watch more, and talk less!"

"President Huang attaches great importance to Director Qin of Liaodong. If you can't get results this time, you should think about the consequences yourself."

Hearing that Cheng Penghui moved out of Huang Fusheng, the group of people finally corrected their faces, but the inadvertent disdain from the corner of their mouths still betrayed their thoughts...

In a few minutes.

The bus drove into the Liaodong team training base...

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