Florence Ling Feng's home.

Every night when he comes home, the virtuous Siyue will always prepare a table of delicious food waiting for Ling Feng, and today is no exception.

After having dinner as usual, Ling Feng and Siyue hugged each other on the sofa and watched TV, some Italian bloody TV series.

To be honest, Ling Feng didn't feel anything about this kind of TV series, and Siyue didn't focus on it. The purpose of the two was just to experience this warm and romantic moment.

It’s just a pity that since Ling Feng and Siyue determined their relationship, Lele has become a lonely person. In the past, Siyue took it to sleep, but now Siyue and Ling Feng slept together, and Ling Feng didn’t want Lele to be a light bulb, so he locked this guy outside the door.

At first, Lele was not used to it, and kept crying, wailing, and howling wolf howling - ineffective, and finally had to accept this cruel reality helplessly - sleeping in a nest specially built for it in the living room.

It can also play a certain role in guarding...

"Yue'er," leaned against Siyue's warm arms, Ling Feng said: "Mar United's Charlton talked to me yesterday. He hoped that I would join Manchester United next season."

"That's great," Siyue's bright big eyes flashed with cuteness: "Manchester also has a training base for our youth. Moreover, in the UK, Manchester is one of the famous industrial cities. Their team is also the top European strength. If you go there, you will definitely make many good friends."

Seeing Siyue so innocent, Ling Feng felt a sense of amusement and crying. Has this girl never thought about her?

"What do you do?"

"Me?" Siyue blinked in surprise: "Of course I'm with my brother!"

Although the relationship between the two has been established now, Siyue still habitually calls Brother Ling Feng, but it seems that it is a normal thing for her to say this.

"Can you go with me?" Ling Feng was very surprised: "You are the chairman of Florence, how can you run with me?"

"What's wrong with the chairman? I'm still a director of Dell!" Siyue smiled and said, "It's different that I don't stay on Wall Street. This is called marrying a chicken and following the chicken. Marrying a dog and following the dog."

Taking the opportunity to hurt Ling Feng, Ling Feng smiled and squeezed his head tighter to Siyue's warm chest: "You have been running around with me in the past few years, so you are so tired."

Siyue smiled gently: "No, it's great to travel around like this. Looking at the customs and customs of various countries, it's also a good thing to meet so many fun friends!"

"That Yueyue, what is your biggest wish now?"

"The biggest wish?" Siyue raised her head cutely and pressed her fingers on her lips: "It's just that my brother and I can always be together like this!"

Looking at Siyue with an intoxicated look on her face, Ling Feng really felt sorry for this girl who loved her so much. Siyue's wish in the past was probably to be with her and then avenge her mother. Now that her mother's revenge has been avenged, she feels that she will be the happiest life to be able to continue like this.

Siyue can think this way, but Ling Feng cannot. If a girl who has paid so much for her, if she cannot give her more happiness, it will be a waste of her.

"Yue'er, I promise you," Ling Feng held Siyue's hand and said seriously: "In 2002, I received the World Cup as our wedding gift, and then we went around the world for our honeymoon. In the next year, I will not play football anymore. I will accompany you to travel around the world. If the time of one year is not enough, then it will be two years, or three years, but the fourth year, that is, before 2006, I will come back because I will spend a year to recover and face the World Cup in 2006, in Germany..."

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I called my teammates and asked them to have a drink at the Westin Hotel. A group of guys thought the sun was coming out from the west today, and they ran over without caring about having just had supper.

After dinner, I can drink more wine, but I eat less food, but it seems that wine is much more expensive than food...

Ling Feng went to take a shower and poured his hair with water under the spray head to make his mind clearer.

I am leaving again and going to the next site. Maybe I should really win all the trophys of the five major leagues, because I once told the media before coming to Fiorentina that I want to win the trophy of the five major leagues, and this promise still needs to be fulfilled.

I just don't know what these teammates will say...

Ling Feng stood under the fountain, pouring himself with hot water, and his thoughts flew to when he came back from Mayus' house yesterday, when he was in Cantona's car...

"Since you have decided to make a comeback, why did you retire last year?" Ling Feng was really shocked when Charlton said Cantona's name just now at the Massives home.

Charlton is right. No one can make Cantona come back except Manchester United. But does Cantona want to learn from Jordan and come back after retirement?

When dinner was over, Cantona finally drove here. Unfortunately, what was waiting for him was a table of chicken bones and a few plates stained with greasyness...

The poor Manchester United king could only stare at the leftovers on this table, his eyes lit up...

The following chat was very pleasant. Cantona also expressed that he hoped to be teammates with Ling Feng. As long as Ling Feng was willing to join Manchester United, he would definitely make a comeback. If Ling Feng and Cantona came to Manchester United at the same time, this news alone would allow all Manchester United fans to go to the street to celebrate for three days.

"Manchester United is actually a very commercial club," Cantona suddenly said on the way back: "The reason why I retired at that time was that the club's senior management arranged commercial games in various aspects for the players all day long, completely ignoring the players' feelings. I ask you, in addition to necessary games, which teams have you played with?"

Ling Feng scratched his head, it seemed that there was no, and the holiday would be on the end of the season. As for normal times, fighting on the third line is a hard work. In addition, the World Cup is coming, and the club cannot arrange other games for the players - Besides, Fiorentina is not short of money now...

"But Manchester United is not," Cantona sneered: "Did you know, just last year, before the FA Cup final, the club actually arranged a warm-up match with a club in Malaysia. The reason was that the opponent was willing to pay 500,000 pounds, but the premise was that we had to go to Malaysia and all the main players had to play."

"This is outrageous!" Ling Feng jumped up in the seat and accidentally hit the carport: "Is the 500,000 pounds important or the FA Cup championship important?"

"Because the club thinks that the FA Cup opponent West Ham United is too far from us, and that game was scheduled a week before the finals, saying that the remaining week is enough for the players to make physical adjustments."

"Why don't he die?" Ling Feng cursed: "When you go to Malaysia, take a plane and come back again. You're so tired."

"That's what it means," Cantona said coldly: "My influence in the team can only affect Ferguson at most, but I can't affect the decisions made by the club's senior management. Although the game was postponed to the FA Cup final under the protests of all the players, I think that Manchester United can no longer stay like this, and I don't want to join other teams, so I have to announce my retirement."

"Why are you going to make a comeback now? Are you tired after a year of rest?" Ling Feng asked curiously.

"You guess." Cantona continued to hold the steering wheel without looking back.

Unexpectedly, the King of Manchester United also likes to make people play puzzle games. Ling Feng bulged his cheeks and thought for a long time: "Is your maternity leave over?"

With a "bang!", the car hit the electric pole on the roadside without any obstacle...

"You bastard!" Fortunately, both of them tied their seat belts, and there was no accident. Cantona was not fast. Otherwise, Manchester United's grand plan had not been realized yet, and the most important two people would have to GAMEOVER.

Cantona cursed angrily: "It's not because of you."

Ling Feng's pupils immediately magnified...because me? Could it be that the king of Manchester United is the legendary...glass?

"I really want to say something," Ling Feng said hesitantly: "Maybe you are going to be disappointed. I really like women..."

-_——, The roar of the Red Devil King came from the empty outskirts of Manchester: "If I don't beat you today, I will not be Cantona!"

Although Cantona is very good at playing, Ling Feng is not a fuel-efficient light. When Cantona re-opened the car and was knocked out of the car, the people in the front seats had become two pandas...

"When I retired, you kid just won the treble crown for Hamburg," Cantona said slowly. "Although he is not famous, he doesn't take it in my eyes. It was not until last year when you made such a big result in Fiorentina that I felt that it was really a pity not to fight with you on the court."

"I'm very sorry, too." Ling Feng smiled, turned his head and cursed inwardly: "It's all my fault that Ice Soul, who is so dying that I can even remember Cantona's retirement time wrong!"

Ice Soul:...

"Who are you talking to?"

"Nothing, you keep going."

"If I just don't fight you, then I'll go to Fiorentina to find you to compete. There's no need to break my promise and play a comeback. Do you think I really want to learn from Jordan?" Cantona said: "The main reason is that if you join Manchester United, under the influence of your girlfriend, the club's senior management will not dare to arrange some so-called commercial games at all. This is my real purpose."

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"What? Are you going to leave again?" Maradona asked lazily in the Westin Hotel, while the other teammates worked hard to solve the delicious food worth a thousand gold.

"Why did you say nothing?" It's Ling Fenghuo's turn now. I remember the scene of saying goodbye when he announced that he was leaving at Saint-Germain. Now, now, it seems that he doesn't have the steak on the table yet attractive...

"Even the ghost can guess you're leaving." Effenberg said vaguely as he chewed the steak in front of him: "Or would you be so conscious of us here for dinner?"

"Didn't you see that you and Reinkell get in the car?" Barty also savored the red wine and said, "I don't know anyone, I have to know England's number one shooter back then."

"This guy is gone, okay, you're gone," Carlos muttered while trying hard to eliminate the whole roasted lamb in front of him: "Look at how strong we are now. Damn, we have never lost the ball since we got together. Is this normal? There must be a winning or losing game when playing football. What's the point of winning or not losing? It's not that exciting at all now..."

"Yes, yes!" Cannavaro also spoke from the side: "The attack in the frontcourt is too fierce. If it weren't for a decent opponent, there would be no chance to bring the ball to the backcourt. At Sandro and I were in a hurry every day. Xiao Ka was impotence without passion. You wouldn't let us be like him..."

Ling Feng fell to the floor as soon as he suddenly fell, these guys were so fucking unintentional!

First, he helped Xiao Ka press Cannavaro to the ground and beat him up. Ling Feng then beat Xiao Ka again. Carlos was so angry that he kept shouting to burn the bridge across the river.

"Ling, that's your goal, and we can't persuade you," finally, the good-looking man Baggio said human words: "We have discussed it before coming. You'd rather choose to continue your five major leagues. We have nothing to say. Fiorentina is indeed too strong now. This situation is not what we want to see. There must be wins and losses on the court to be exciting, and we are also looking forward to playing against you."

Baggio is still a good person. Ling Feng was moved and burst into tears. But he didn't know that Baggio's next words would make him so depressed.

"Besides, we are not without a choice if you leave. Those Chinese guys who cannot play every day are very skilled. It is definitely enough to let them take turns to play to replace you."

The implication is that Ling Feng, you have no value for use, so you should get out of here...

Ling Feng was in tears. Are these bastards really not in love?

"Actually, I thought a lot," a timid voice sounded at this time. Shepchenko stood up with a drunken face and said, "I want to leave next season, too..."
Chapter completed!