Ling Feng sat in the classroom and recalled the scene of "then" with interest. Uncle Wang of Fatty was really a good person, and his wife was also very good. In the early 1990s, when the public had a weak legal awareness, it was not a very wise choice to resolve disputes through lawsuits. "Fatty Wang" was also well-known in the "gangster" of the city. The first thing he did when he came out was to talk about his will. Although he was not like the underworld in Hong Kong, the word "spirit" was always the first.

Uncle Wang greeted all the "big brother" figures in the city, and everyone refused to show Ling Cao's actions. After learning about this, acquaintances of the Public Security Bureau were even more furious and even wanted to report to the municipal party committee. Uncle Wang stopped them for only one reason.

"This matter is Xiao Lingfeng's housework, and Xiao Lingfeng voluntarily gave his passbook to his uncle. It has been four years since then. Xiao Lingfeng has suffered for four years. Reported to the Municipal Party Committee? Is it solved by legal means? It takes time and effort. The money spent on the lawsuit is still Xiao Lingfeng? Even if you win and ask them to pay back the money, the money you deserve is what Xiao Lingfeng deserves. Then isn't Xiao Lingfeng's suffering for the past four years in vain?"

No matter when, no matter what country it is, the official is not necessarily the best way to solve the problem. Fat Uncle Wang knew this deeply, threatened and intimidated everything. Finally, when Ling Cao begged for the world and had no way to pay his respects, he finally got back 20,000 yuan in cash and moved all the valuable electrical appliances at home. Ling Cao felt distressed, but he did not dare to sue him. He was guilty and his acquaintances of the Public Security Bureau ignored him, just as he watched a group of hooligans move away all his "hard" income.

Is it okay to take the things back? Of course it is impossible. Under the instruction of the fat man, an anonymous letter was sent to Ling Cao's unit. The leader of the unit also heard the news and responded extremely quickly. He directly fired Ling Cao and couldn't steal the chicken and cut the rice. This is Ling Cao's last mentality.

"I wonder how Uncle Wang is doing now. Has his football team earned him or lost him?" Ling Feng thought unconsciously that if he hadn't followed Uncle Wang's football team to fight, he wouldn't have accumulated so much practical experience and exercised such a strong body.

"Maybe, I should go and help Uncle Wang in the league in the city next year." Ling Feng's mouth curled up.

"Idiot!" Han Jing, a deskmate, whispered. It's strange that Ling Feng is excellent in all aspects. He is the darling in the eyes of the teacher and the hero in the hearts of the classmates. But this deskmate just doesn't buy his account and likes to go against Ling Feng in everything. But the teacher transfers them to the same table. Ling Feng couldn't help but grit his teeth, this little girl, I'll mess with you!

Of course Ling Feng would not say it. His principle was that he could not afford to be hiding women, so Ling Feng shrank his head back and took out a French original copy of "Notre Dame de Paris" from the table and flipped it.

Han Jing is a very outstanding girl. Although she is still young, she cannot cover up her stunning appearance in the future. She is beautiful, has good grades, and has good family conditions. Her father is the first group of stock traders to "go to the market". All of this makes Han Jing love her all together. She also thinks so, but Ling Feng's appearance greatly frustrated her confidence.

Ling Feng is not a good student because his behavior is completely unrelated to good students. He doesn't listen to classes in class, read other books or sleeps, but his grades are so good. He goes to play football after class, and he is covered in sweat. It's fine. The most important thing is, the most important thing is... he actually ignores himself! This is simply unforgivable!

Although everyone is still young, they are now in a state of puberty. There is more or less a meaning in that aspect when they get along with each other. However, Ling Feng, a stupid cow, doesn't care about himself at all, never talks to him on his own initiative, doesn't look at other boys, and looks secretly at him during class. It's really a big wooden man.

Ling Feng suddenly felt chill all over and turned around to look around. The classmates were listening carefully. The teacher was also talking about "Zhihuzhe" with great enthusiasm. I didn't have anything to do, continue reading, Paris...

The bell rang, Ling Feng was still immersed in world famous works. Quasimodo was really miserable, and the gypsy girl Esmeralda really had a personality...

Suddenly, a cold voice rang in my ears: "Student Ling Feng, I hope you don't do things that are irrelevant to your studies in the future, as this will disturb others." I raised my head and it was Han Jing.

The expressions of our future superstars look very rich. They squinted their eyes and looked like they were thinking hard. Maybe he was thinking about how he disturbed others. Han Jing looked at Ling Feng's thinking and couldn't help but feel proud: "Let you think about it carefully, why did you offend me."

Ling Feng frowned and gritted his teeth and thought for a long time, and finally expressed his question: "Student, what's your name?"

"..." Han Jing was almost crazy, but he didn't expect that he and his deskmate who had been with him for half a year would not know his name. This was simply unforgivable to her eldest lady.

If Han Jing was a violent Siamese Tyrannosaurus, then the poor Chinese Hope Star would have been ruthlessly crushed by her. Unfortunately, this prehistoric creature has been destroyed, and their substitutes now know how to hide themselves. Han Jing tried his best to suppress the urge to get angry, and threw out a "hum" from his nose, shook his head away, leaving only the silly Ling Feng innocent guess: "She seemed angry, it seemed that I caused it, it seemed that I did nothing."

"Damn Ling Feng, damn it, damn it!" Han Jing returned home angrily. Her pouted little mouth was so scared that her mother was shocked, "He will pay the price!" Han Jing swore in her heart.

For no reason, Ling Feng, who was walking home, had a cold war, "It's cold, I need to add another piece of clothing when I go back." Ling Feng rubbed his nose and said to himself.

Ling Feng didn't expect that he would bring so much trouble to his future life because of his words. He couldn't think of so much, because he only had one thought in his mind, that is, how to repay Uncle Wang.

Now let’s recognize Uncle Wang? God, it’s weird if someone doesn’t think you are an idiot, what should I do? Ling Feng struggled to think about the scene since he met Uncle Wang, and finally figured it out, haha! Just use the old method.^_^

From that day on, Ling Feng would play football at the football field where he knew Uncle Wang from school. He had made up his mind to attract Uncle Wang's attention as before and successfully enter their circle through his superb football skills.

The idea is good and very feasible, but he ignored one problem. His skills are so good!

Ling Feng is derived from his previous experience and training in this life, which makes him who is already perverted even more perverted. He is 165cm tall and has a slightly thin body. For a child who is just 11 years old, there is huge room for growth and his potential is endless. Ling Feng played in that football field for three days, and almost everyone who often plays football knows this freak. Many people of the same nature as Uncle Wang invite him to join his team. Everyone knows the effect of such an excellent player joining his team, which is definitely a geometric number.

These people are easier to deal with. Ling Feng made a good study, and his daily upward sign blocked their mouths. However, Ling Feng's excellence attracted another group of flies and it was not so easy to solve. Those people were professional scouts.

Although the professionalization of Chinese football has not yet been formed in the early 1990s, the charm of football is unstoppable. Many cities and even cities spontaneously held leagues. It was not until the A-A officially started in 1994 that China had the first formal professional league. However, if there were no spontaneous private leagues in the past, the opening of A-A would only be empty talk. Compared with A-A before 1994, these leagues before 1994 were not only a leading institution.

These scouts are very, very dedicated. If we compare them with another profession, then it is easy to think of the most unpopular professions of the late 1990s when celebrities gathered in the late 1990s - the paparazzi.

As a scout, interpersonal communication is very important. After many people learned about Ling Feng, a talented 11-year-old player, they called their scout friends. For a moment, all the ace detectives in the city's slightly large teams met in this inconspicuous small court.

There is a saying that hearing is not as good as seeing. As an excellent scout, his skills may not be very good, but their vision is absolutely first-class. Hearing the friend described how excellent this young player was on the phone, "He can even use his butt to slam the ball!" They were not completely convinced by such words. Half the reason for coming here was to try it out, and the other half was to satisfy his curiosity. However, when Xiao Lingfeng's excellent ball skills came, his eyes fell to the ground. People around him couldn't help but complain: "Originally, this stadium was broken enough. Now there are so many glasses, how can people play football."

The competition in the scout profession is very fierce, and its degree is far more cruel than insurance sales. Digging a good player means generous bonuses and an improvement in identity. After the player becomes famous, he can also boast: "XX big-name players were discovered by me in the past." This itself is a golden sign. Although Ling Feng is young, his superb skills, superhuman consciousness, and excellent speed undoubtedly made the scouts pick up treasures.

In order not to let such a beautiful jade "bury" in other teams and for his generous bonuses, the scouts made great efforts. On the one hand, they studied and investigated Ling Feng's family background and took corresponding measures to communicate with his parents, and on the other hand, they were retaliatory against their opponents.

To achieve the goal, this famous saying has been fully verified. We can see some clues from this set of data: 11 scouts came to the field on the first day, and these were the first batch of workers who arrived at the site to excavate. The number of scouts on the second day increased to 23, doubled. There were only 4 people on the third day. On the fourth day, the court suddenly became deserted, with only 9 people left, and on the fifth day, only four people left.

Why? Then I will explain that the scouts who came on the first day had a relatively low status and were part-time scouts in some small and medium-sized teams, so they acted the fastest and rushed immediately as soon as there was news. The second day was the semi-pro scouts in some teams with some backgrounds. These people often felt that they had some identities, but they were busy without falling when their peers confirmed it. The characters who came on the third day were the real big names. These people were professional scouts of large football teams in the province. They arrived at the stadium after confirming the authenticity of the news. When these giant-level figures came, the young fish and shrimps came early and didn’t even have to eat leftovers. Everyone knows that the level of the team determines the salary of the players. These large football teams have large enterprises to provide financial support behind the scenes. They usually pay for their players’ training. How many small teams have to get a prize to get a prize to maintain the basic expenses of the team.

Those who are tactful left secretly. Those who are smart can think of using the information they just checked to sell for a small amount of money. It is not in vain for this trip. Of course, there are also stupid people who are stubborn and will not leave, which will annoy these big-bowl scouts. Those with better tempers will tell you clearly that I will decide this player and I don’t want to see you tomorrow. Those with bad tempers will just find a few street gangsters behind their backs and knock them over, and when they wake up, they lie in the hospital.

Ling Feng was so annoyed by these old foxes that he couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to temporarily give up the plan to wait for Uncle Wang on the court and hide at home for a few days, but the old foxes were old foxes. Ling Feng thought it would be fine if he didn't play football? How could it be possible! They had already checked Ling Feng's family background completely, especially when they learned that Ling Feng's parents had both died.

Don't get me wrong, it's not a gloating, because they feel that a child without parents naturally has no source of income. Why do you say that children from poor families have become their families early? Because they have no money, they want to make money for their lives. These big bowl scouts can come up with a contract at this critical moment: "Look, what a good condition, and you can continue to study, and you still have money to make money in daily life. If you score goals in the game, it would be even better! Look, how much is it!"

No one will be unable to get along with money, especially when he needs money, but Ling Feng doesn't think so. He doesn't like this kind of team that makes money, especially for young players, who give so much money as a condition for playing football. As an amateur player, this professional salary policy does not work. You don't know how to cherish what you get. If the money comes too easily, you won't know how to cherish it. This practice of some big-name teams will make many young players lose their enthusiasm for football and replace it with the pursuit of money. Anyway, you can get a salary by training. Why do you still fight to play football? What should you do if you are injured? Players who cannot play the game get very little money. As long as you can get a chance to play, why should you be so serious?

Many players have fallen in such a financial football environment. Money was originally the driving force to promote players' progress, but now it has played the opposite role. I am afraid that those who conceived this idea would not have thought that there would be such a situation today.

Of course, if Ling Feng joins these teams, it does not mean that he will fall into depravity like others, because he has decades of experience. Joining them will definitely have much better training for Ling Feng than Ling Feng himself, and Ling Feng's chances of showing his value will increase. However, Ling Feng always has a shadow in his psychology, that is, his experience of being out of place in the professional team. A very outstanding player has only two results in the team. One is to completely establish a core position and let everyone listen to you, and the other is to be excluded, just like Ling Feng used to. But if there are no good teammates, even if they are the core in the team and a hero in the hearts of the fans, so what? Always support the entire team alone, but they cannot get corresponding rewards. Unexpectedly, Ling Feng remembered Batistuta, the "God of War" in Argentina in Fiorentina a few years later.

Gabriel Omar Batistuta, the player with the most goals in the history of the Argentina national team, has two top scorers in the Copa America and has scored hat tricks twice in the 94,98 World Cup. The record of 13 goals in 11 consecutive games in the Serie A is still unmatched.

Batistuta is one of the most comprehensive shooters in the world and is a recognized genius. He can shoot hard with both left and right feet, and his header is also very good. Free kicks are known for their fast speed and sharp angles. In the game, he always charges in front, with long hair and beautiful mane storm and whistling down the whistling of a horse. He is brave and good at fighting, ravaging the nerves of powerful enemies with powerful rushing. His male voice drowns the green field. His powerful shot, the thunder strike, made the defender tremble and the goalkeeper terrified. The fans affectionately called his goal "BATIGOAL" - a Bati-style goal

Batistuta is Ling Feng's favorite contemporary player. Not only because of his superb skills, his reputation as a "God of War", but also because of his incomparable loyalty, he has contributed everything to Fiorentina in the past nine years. He knows how to get along with his teammates and how to bring joy to the people of this city. Every year, people who ask Florence clubs to ask Bati to join are everywhere, but even in the era when the Purple-Clothed Legion was demoted to Class B, Bati did not abandon his fans. He firmly believes that the flower of life blooms in the persistence of faith, and only when it is full of love will be full of power.

The day when Bati left Fiorentina in May 2000 finally came. After hearing the news that Bati had transferred to Rome, Roma fans were delighted, while Fiorentina fans were crying. Although he had ended his nine years in Fiorentina, the days he spent with Fiorentina fans were unforgettable. Bati said: "Fiorentina fans have always loved me. I put on the Roma jersey in the new season, but my heart is always in Fiorentina. If possible, I want to come back, and I hope that the people here will still love me at that time."

After joining Rome, Bati became the world's highest-paid striker. So the sad Fiorentine fans called him a miser of money and pushed the statue of Bati who they had erected himself. In response, Bati defended: "I didn't leave for money, I just wanted to win a championship. Is this wrong?"

In the 2000-2001 season, Batti stood at the Francis Stadium again and heard the cheers of the Fiorentines again. The fans did not forget everything he did for the team. Batti "repayed" the fans' love with a goal. This time, he did not cheer or celebrate at the corner flag point. He just buried his hands in his palm and wiped his tears silently.

The importance of modern football is far less important than that of collective. Football is a team of eleven people. No matter how strong a person is, he will be collectively banned by several defensive players on the opponent. The team needs a protagonist, but supporting roles are also indispensable. A top player who cannot get a commensurate honor is definitely the most painful thing. Ling Feng secretly made up his mind that if he has the chance in the future, he must compete with Barty.

No matter how much the thoughts are, the old men at the door were not just given up. Ling Feng has tasted their hard work these days. Ling Feng couldn't help but secretly hate his cleverness, just like a beautiful woman waiting for someone on the street. As a result, the person who should come did not come, and the perverts who should not come came, which is reasonable.

What should I do? I am a child, and nothing I say is worthwhile. Child, by the way, I'll find an adult! Ling Feng called his "guardian" - the group of leaders in the city. The next day, the old fried dough sticks at the door disappeared. A farce ended with heavy thunder and light rain.
Chapter completed!