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Chapter 15 The Unpredictable World

In the normal weather and practice, everything is the same as usual, but Ling Feng, a person from the future, did not expect that something unusual would happen today.

Ling Feng practiced passing with Anelka as usual, but at this time, Fernandez, who was late, brought bad news.

"Nicholas, as decided by the club, you will transfer to Arsenal this week."

It seemed like a bolt from the blue, Anelka and Ling Feng were both stunned. According to Ling Feng's memory, Anelka would not go to the Arsenal youth team a year later, but why is Wenger eager to recruit him now?

Anelka was stunned for a long time and suddenly cried: "Coach, I don't want to leave. Please tell the boss that I don't want to leave Paris."

Fernandez sighed, he was also optimistic about this disciple. Jean-Lucco sold the genius to the Gunners for only 4 million pounds. Don't he know that the 16-year-old player Wenger bought for a high price can be an ordinary person?

After patting Anelka's head, Fernandez said kindly: "Nicolas, I know you can't bear to leave here and friends here, but I have no choice. I am just a club coach. My task is to get good results for the team. Arsenal has paid £4 million on you. The club cannot refuse such a huge amount of money. Besides, even if you stay here, you will not have many opportunities to play in the future."

Anelka raised his head in confusion. He had a chance to play in these games. Although he didn't play the whole game like Ling Feng, he had more or less time to show his talent. He also proved himself through two goals (the goal scored on his butt is not counted). Why did he have no chance in the future?

Fernandez saw Anelka's doubts and just whispered: "Jean Luco spent two million to buy the top scorer of last season - Loco."

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That night, Ling Feng and Anelka drank a drink happily. Djokaf, Lai and Mbma also came. The group was drunk with Xili, and Anelka cried even loudly...

It seems that no matter which country you are from, drinking is always a means of venting.

Anelka left in a hurry. On the third day after drinking, he boarded the plane to London.

Looking at the shadow of the flight away, Ling Feng silently wished his life at Arsenal would be better than before. After all, Wenger is a coach who knows people.

"Maybe the arsenal is the destined starting point for Nicholas, just like I chose Saint Germain." Ling Feng sighed and said quietly.

"Ling, stop being sad. You have to believe Nicholas. He will make a fortune in the gunman." The big brother Layi patted Ling Feng's shoulder and forced a smile. He saw such scenes more and gradually became a little numb.

"Well, you're right, of course I believe him. One day, he and I will meet again on the court."

Anelka left, and Ling Feng didn't want to live in the player's dormitory alone, so he rented an apartment near Prince Park Stadium, two bedrooms and one living room, just like his previous home in China, except that Anelka was missing and his stinky socks were replaced every day, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Looking at the photos with Anelka on the table, Ling Feng was still a little sad. After all, he lived together for three years and was his first friend in France, but he would become a terrible opponent in the future.

Friend? Opponent? This idea flashed in Ling Feng's mind, and Ling Feng seemed to be stunned by lightning. Is Anelka an opponent or a friend? If it is a friend, then what about Henry and Trezege?

They are not familiar with them, so they are real opponents, but why do they have to take serious measures against them? In order to attack future opponents and prepare for the future national team meeting?

Joke, how many opportunities did China and France have to fight? Meeting by chance at the World Cup? Don’t joke! If you want to meet in the World Cup, 1998 is impossible. At the earliest, you have to wait until 2002. The question is whether the South Korean and Japanese World Cups are used to take action? France has not qualified in its own group!

If you deliberately destroy France's golden front line, it's better to think about an idea to get Ronaldo together! But isn't this too despicable? You should defeat your opponent with your real strength, rather than attacking them when your opponent is not growing.

Ling Feng was sweating profusely. Since he came into contact with the tricks on the football field, he was unknowingly affected. It is necessary to use some tricks when necessary on the court, but if this trick can occupy his whole heart, what kind of person will he become?

Ling Feng's mind was fighting with heaven and man. The Bull Demon King with two horns was fighting desperately with the archangel Migale, and it was hard to tell the difference for a moment.

"Forget it! I still don't want to." Ling Feng picked up the ball like an escape and ran out. He wanted to use intense exercise to make himself avoid this problem.

The European Cup Winners Group Stage has been held in one round, with Saint-Germain defeating Leverkusen 1-0 at home, and will move to London in the second game to face Tottenham Hotspur.

Loco and Djokav are old acquaintances. They play for the French national team at the same time. Ling Feng knows better than anyone else. Loco should have come to Saint-Germain, and this is something that no one can stop.

It was precisely because of the arrival of Loco and Leonardo next year that Mbma gradually lost his position and switched to the Japanese League, beginning a turning point in his life.

It seems that the world is really small. Not long after Anelka went to London, St. Germain also had to go to London to pull the thorns together. Anelka told Ling Feng on the phone that he would come to watch with his new boss's head coach Wenger.

Tottenham is a veteran team in Premier League history and is also recognized as the first team to take the lead. In 1978, the club signed a contract with Argentine Osvaldo Aldisle and Licardo Villa, which finally had a real foreign aid on the British Islands. In 1994, Tottenham introduced German star Klinsmann from Italy, and this time it set off a transfer frenzy of world-class stars flocking to England.

But the first one to eat crabs may not necessarily be the biggest crab. The Premier League in the 1990s was the Red Devils and Manchester United. They won a total of six league championships in ten years, one of which was the triple crown.

But Tottenham's current strength should not be underestimated. Although Klinsman left, their forward line was left with Sheringham, and Andton and Evonson in the midfield, their attack power was objective. However, what Ling Feng noticed the most was Tottenham's defense line, and a superstar was rising, and he was Saul Campbell.

At 8 p.m. on Wednesday, Ling Feng's first battle at the European arena officially kicked off, at the White Harrow Harbor Stadium in London.

The warm-up before the game is a very interesting part. In addition to its original meaning, there is also a part of the significance of the demonstration. Of course, it is also a good opportunity for the stars to perform their skills to shock the entire audience.

When he is away, the best way to relieve the pressure on players is to establish his authority. Although Ling Feng is away from home in a foreign game for the first time, he is well aware of this principle.

Looking at Campbell opposite, Ling Feng didn't say anything but a powerful long shot from thirty meters away. The target was not the goal, but the crossbar.

The ball hit the crossbar as expected, making a dull collision sound, and the entire goal was hit and vibrated.

The noisy court suddenly became silent. The goal just now seemed to hit the hearts of home fans. Everyone was thinking of a question: "If it were during the game, could Wallkell (Spurs goalkeeper) hold such a ball?"

Looking at the surprised expressions of the audience and opponents around him, Ling Feng stretched his legs and shook his head with satisfaction. This is the effect he wanted!

A middle-aged man wearing a hat in the stands said in surprise and said to the black man beside him: "You are right. This Chinese boy is indeed a rare genius. In addition to his outstanding skills, he also has excellent psychological qualities. In addition, he knows to increase the morale of his teammates at the right time."

"Of course, Ling is the best." The black guy looked at Ling Feng on the court, his eyes full of envy.

"No, you have to know that you will not be worse than him." The middle-aged man's tone revealed unprecedented seriousness, "You are the hope of France and Arsenal, you have to know the burden on yourself, Nicholas!"

That's right, these two people are Arsenal head coach Wenger and his new disciple Anelka. They came to watch Saint-Germain's game, to be precise, to see Ling Feng.

This is not Wenger? People believe that it was a smuggling person. A brown coat covered the whole body, and the British gentleman's hat completely covered his face. If it weren't for close look, no one would recognize him.

Some people say that the same city is an enemy, but this is true. Several London teams are enemies. Now that the Arsenal head coach has come to Tottenham's home court, it is better to be low-key.

Anelka nodded and suddenly remembered something: "Coach, what do you mean by Ling at the right time to increase the morale of his teammates?"

"Nicholas," Wenger patted Anelka's head lovingly: "You should learn from him that in such a road game, the morale of the away team will be affected by the audience. Ling's shot just now was purely aimed at the crossbar. It's really unbelievable that he can improve his morale through this method."

"I'm not asking you this, I mean, did Ling kick the crossbar on purpose?"

"Yes!" Wenger did not notice the murderous aura on Anelka's face.

"Ling, I'll mess with your grandma!" Anelka jumped up in a burning butt, causing a gaze around him. Wenger immediately shrank his head back, not wanting to be discovered.

However, Anelka's words resonated with Tottenham fans in the distance. For this almost perverted Chinese boy, Tottenham fans responded to Anelka's call and shouted collectively: "Ling, I'll torture your grandma!"

The shouts of more than 10,000 people at the same time made Ling Feng extremely depressed. Why are the British so rogue? So rude, he deserves to be the boss among football hooligans... More importantly, the blow to the other party that he worked hard to manage was eliminated, which is really depressing.

Wenger pulled Anelka down and complained, "What are you doing?"

Anelka didn't expect that he would have such a great influence. He said depressedly: "I just realized just now that he deliberately kicked the post that day and then hit my butt and bounced in!"

Wenger:...

If Ling Feng knew that Anelka would cry more unjustly than Dou E when she thought about it, how could he have imagined such a fierce competition?

Ling Feng's shot also attracted the attention of a man from Wenger's left back. He whispered: "What a good boy. I can think of such a way to improve my morale. Unfortunately, I was disturbed by this black guy."

Anelka and Wengerzi looked back and saw a man dressed like Wenger. He couldn't see his face clearly. Wenger's face showed a surprised expression. Anelka couldn't help but mutter: "Is it the coach's brother who has been separated for many years?"

Wenger left the seat, walked to the man, and smiled and said, "Did you also come to see that Chinese boy? Marco...Basten?"

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I said, Ice Soul's popularity is not that bad. It must be because everyone didn't see the group number. The group was filled in one day yesterday... Sweat... The other brothers couldn't add it, but unfortunately Ice Soul could only build one group. I'm sorry everyone
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