Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Chapter 44 Becoming the Best Player in the World

That's right!

He has won numerous championship trophies, won the Ballon d'Or 7 times, won the World Footballer 6 times, and was selected into the best team of the year by FIFA and the International Professional Players Federation 15 times...

Lead Argentina to the World Cup title in 2022.

Following Pele from Brazil and Maradona from Argentina, another world-recognized football champion.

Lionel Messi!

Now he is still a shy 11-year-old boy.

Qin Feng stared at Messi in the corner, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He always felt that the thin boy in front of him was indescribably lonely.

When Qin Feng was thinking about how to strike up a conversation, a cup of black tea was handed to him.

"Handsome guy, my brother is a football genius, you really have vision!"

It was Messi's sister, Maria, who spoke.

The little girl is eccentric and a natural beauty.

When Qin Feng took the teacup, Maria pulled Qin Feng to turn to the TV.

"Look, that's my brother. He's ridiculously strong. Players much older than him are no match for him."

Qin Feng was dragged around in circles, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Messi's younger sister, Maria, is a natural social cow!

Maria is still trying to sell her brother.

Suddenly, Messi from the corner jumped up and turned off the TV with a snap.

"It's useless, no team will sign me!"

He bit his lips tightly, glanced at Qin Feng, and walked away with his head down.

On the other side of the living room is a sliding door leading to the backyard.

Messi walked over, slammed open the sliding door, and ran out without looking back.

The door slammed shut, causing dust to fall from the top of the door and the wall.

The living room fell silent.

"Ah..." Messi's mother, Celia, had red eyes, put down the tea tray, and sat on the sofa, sighing.

"sorry sir."

Messi's father Jorge also whispered: "I believe you can also see that our family conditions are average."

"I work in a steel company, and my wife is just an ordinary worker."

"We can't afford Lionel's medical bills."

"Growth hormone deficiency was diagnosed 3 years ago, and he became reticent."

"Especially after his grandmother passed away, the child became even less talkative."

"But I promise, Lionel is a good boy."

"I'll go talk to him."

"..."

As if he was afraid that Qin Feng would be offended and change his mind, Jorge explained for a long time flatteringly, and then ran to the backyard.

Qin Feng waved his hand to stop Jorge.

"It's okay, I'll go talk to him."

Speaking of which, Qin Feng opened the sliding door and came to the backyard on crutches.

The backyard is not big, but it is neatly tidied up.

On a brick wall, a goal was painted.

Messi is bouncing the football.

On his feet, the ball became a docile cat, clinging to Messi's feet and acting like a baby.

It's amazing!

Qin Feng admired secretly, Messi's current height seems to be less than 1 meters, but he has already shown an unparalleled sense of the ball.

It's hard to imagine that this kind of genius was almost buried.

Seeing Qin Feng coming, Messi stopped quickly, walked to the side with the football in his arms and sat down without saying a word.

Ha ha……

Qin Feng smiled and leaned on crutches, "Lionel, pass the ball!"

Messi looked up, startled, and looked curiously at the crutch in Qin Feng's hand.

"Look what, a little guy can play football, and I can also play football with a cane!"

Qin Feng pretended to be stern and made a joke.

Hearing this, the corner of Messi's mouth twitched, and he quickly put it away.

He got up, dropped the football, raised his foot and gave it a nudge.

The football flew to Qin Feng obediently.

The height just reaches Qin Feng's chest.

Qin Feng laughed again.

This kid was afraid that my legs and feet would not be flexible, so he passed the ball in the most comfortable position for me to catch the ball.

But Qin Feng does not have a regular chest stop.

Quickly took two steps back, he propped up his whole body with crutches, stretched out his right foot and weighed down on the ball, unloading the ball lightly along with the force of the football falling.

The ball suddenly landed at Qin Feng's feet.

There was a surprised expression on Messi's face. He didn't expect that Qin Feng, who was on crutches, could stop the football with his feet.

Still so beautiful.

Qin Feng's performance is not over yet.

Stretching out his feet, the football leaped up. He bounced lightly twice, swung his legs and kicked the football vigorously.

The soccer ball soared high into the sky.

In the afternoon in Rosario, the sun is very bright.

Messi set up a pergola to watch, and the football became a small black spot under the sunlight.

After more than 5 seconds, the ball fell.

Under Messi's surprised gaze, Qin Feng adjusted his position, bent over and weighed heavily.

The ball landed on the back of his neck without bouncing back.

Raise your neck, and the football leaps again.

This time Qin Feng bounced the ball with his shoulder.

The left shoulder, the right shoulder, and the top of the head stop the ball.

After a pause for a few seconds, the football rolled down Qin Feng's forehead.

Qin Feng exerted his strength with both hands, supported the crutches and volleyed in the air, circled the falling football with his right foot, and caught it firmly again.

bang bang bang...

Qin Feng is leaning on crutches, his feet don't touch the ground, the football is bouncing back and forth on his right foot and knee, like a naughty elf.

At last……

Qin Feng raised the ball high and shot in the air.

With a bang, the football hit the upper left corner of the goal on the wall, bounced back and was stopped by Qin Feng again.

Messi froze.

Qin Feng was very satisfied with Messi's reaction.

You're so small, you'll recognize your elder brother without accepting your head!

After a while, Messi came back to his senses and clapped his hands.

"Sir, your two actions are very similar to juggling on stilts on Longguo Street. I've seen them before, and they are very powerful!"

What?

This time it was Qin Feng's turn to be dumbfounded!

Although leaning on crutches, the feet are off the ground, which is a bit like walking on stilts.

It can be said that I juggle the ball like a juggler...

Qin Feng suddenly smiled.

Worthy of being the future champion!

It seems that I can't get into his eyes these two times.

Swinging his legs to pass the ball, Qin Feng smiled and said, "You say I'm a juggler, try it!"

Messi pursed his lips, tipped his toes, and lifted the rolling football high.

Stopping the ball at high altitude, bouncing the ball with the shoulder...

A set of movements is smooth and flowing, no different from Qin Feng.

There are several young people who are not victorious.

Messi has a serious face and extremely serious actions.

Finally, he stepped on the football and raised his eyebrows to look at Qin Feng.

"Papa papa!" Qin Feng clapped vigorously, "Just like me, they are all jugglers."

"Ha ha."

Messi smiled for the first time, and he pointed to Qin Feng's crutch.

"Sir, you are better than me!"

The boy was quite modest, and Qin Feng leaned on a cane and sat down on the stone steps with difficulty.

"Lionel, I'm seven years older than you. At your age, I can't do this."

Patting beside him, Qin Feng signaled Messi to sit down.

When Messi sat down, Qin Feng said softly: "Lionel, I want to sign you to play in Longguo, would you like to?"

"Go to Long Country to play football?"

Messi was taken aback, showing a surprised expression.

But then he lowered his head, "Sir, the doctor said I am not tall, and all the coaches said I have no future..."

Messi's voice became lower and lower until it was silent.

He first looked up at the sky, then buried his head between his legs.

A muffled voice came from between the legs, "When I was 5 years old, my grandma led me to the football field."

"She pointed at the players on the pitch and said, Lionel, listen up, one day, you're going to be the best footballer in the world!"

"I've always thought so, but now that she's gone, I'm not tall enough to continue playing football, so I dare not tell her..."

gone?Qin Feng asked subconsciously, "Where did she go?"

As soon as the words came out, Qin Feng remembered that Jorge just said that Messi's grandmother passed away.

Just about to change his mouth, Messi opened his mouth to explain.

"Heaven."

Messi made a cross on his chest and pointed to the sky, "At the beginning of the year, Alzheimer's disease..."

Qin Feng was silent.

After a while, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, sir." After Messi finished speaking, he buried his head between his legs again.

Qin Feng frowned.

It can be seen that Messi has a deep affection for his grandmother.

After thinking about it, Qin Feng got up, hooked the football and passed it to Messi.

The football hits his leg and Messi looks up.

"Lionel, shoot, top left!" Qin Feng took a step back, pointing at the goal on the brick wall and shouted.

Messi got up subconsciously and shot on the spot.

The football is centered in the upper left corner of the goal.

"Yes, that's it, let your grandma see, top right!"

Hearing Qin Feng's shout, Messi, who didn't know what happened just now, froze.

Take a run-up step, and shoot hard against the rolling football.

With a bang, the ball hit the upper right corner of the goal impartially.

"Great, your grandma is watching you from heaven, and he's watching you become the best player in the world!"

Qin Feng shouted: "Shoot, right in the middle!"

Messi, who was running, gritted his teeth, volleyed sideways, and volleyed vigorously.

The football turned into a white light and hit the center of the goal with a bang.

The brick wall shook and dust rained down.

"Yes, that's right, tell your grandma that you can still play football, and you will definitely succeed!"

The football bounced back and rolled past Messi.

He leaned on his knees, panting.

immediately……

Messi made a cross on his chest, kissed his right hand, and then raised his hands high, with his index finger pointing to the sky.

He looked up, muttering to himself.

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, glistening in the sunlight.

Behind Messi, Qin Feng pursed his lips tightly and said softly:

"Lionel, when you score in the future, you celebrate like this!"

"Even someone like me with a cane can play football, why can't you!"

"Go to Dragon Kingdom with me, and become the best player in the world!"

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