football career from scratch

The mountain-moving team was formally established.

This is a big event for Ningshui underground football.

Although this news is only limited to the underground football circle, and most people don't know it at all, but after a long time, the origin of the Qianshan team has become something that many people are interested in.

But now, they are just a team with only twelve people, and the training ground and accommodation are rented.

Although this team has severely shocked the underground football world.

"Young Master Jiang, the money has been returned to you. Now, let's settle the matter." Zuo Feng handed Jiang Shangyun the leather bag containing 200 million cash, and said expressionlessly.

"I'm not some young master Jiang." Jiang Shangyun took the purse, handed over the contract, and said with a sigh, "You really don't want to come to our Haifeng? You know, Haifeng's first team also has a place now. You can enter, and then you will be the members playing football in Hall No. [-]."

There is no doubt that this is a very tempting bait.

Don't look at the fact that the moving mountain team won 300 million rewards in the last game. In fact, this is not the norm. First, this game itself brings a different kind of excitement. Second, Bu Qingyun's performance in the game A few gorgeous actions also filled the audience who had no hope at first with new feelings, so that a brand new record was created in one breath.

Being able to exceed the original record by more than 500 million is enough to prove that this game is just a special case.

And what about the game in Hall No. [-]?It is normal to reward more than [-] million yuan. Even if there is a share from the group, the group will not take much from a strong team like Haifeng's first team. Most of the proceeds belong to the players.

If Zuo Feng and Dong Lin went to the first team of Haifeng, their income might be more than that of the Qianshan team.

Zuo Feng glanced at Jiang Shangyun, but didn't speak.

"Zuo Feng, I know you're a smart person. Dong Lin isn't here, so you can let go if you have anything to say." Jiang Shangyun laughed.

"Sorry, I can't do this kind of thing." Zuo Feng shook his head.

"Do you really think that the Qianshan team can do well in the No. [-] Guild Hall? Don't be kidding, you will encounter a lot of difficulties, and no group will just watch you make money in the No. [-] Guild Hall. Do you understand? Only by following us, Haifeng, will you two have a future." Jiang Shangyun smiled slightly.

Zuo Feng remained silent.

"As long as the two of you are willing to come over, 500 million each will be credited to your account on the same day." Jiang Shangyun threw out his trump card.

"500 million is really a lot." Zuo Feng raised his head and smiled.

"That's right, even if you are a player in the No. [-] Guild Hall, you may not be able to earn so much in a year." Jiang Shangyun shrugged: "Let's not talk about you moving the mountain team."

"Master Jiang, do you think that when a person has 100 million, will he have a special need for 500 million?" Zuo Feng asked with a smile.

The smile on Jiang Shangyun's face gradually disappeared: "500 million is always more than 100 million."

"It's much more comfortable to take 100 million with peace of mind than to take 500 million with conscience."

"For a villain, is there any difference between the two?" Jiang Shangyun sneered: "I can see your character very clearly. You are just a villain. Body, it's you!"

Zuo Feng laughed: "Master Jiang, I am a villain. I don't deny this, but even a villain still has some vision. Now that I'm with you, how many years can I earn? Maybe just one In [-], it was worthless, so I was dumped by you Jiang Dashao, and in the Qianshan team, I think I can play for at least five years."

Having said that, Zuo Feng stood up and tore the contract to pieces: "Young Master Jiang, let's see you in Jianghu."

Zuo Feng felt that he had never been so elated.

Then he saw Dong Lin.

"What do you see me doing?" Zuo Feng asked strangely.

"I wonder if that Jiang Shangyun said anything else to you." Dong Lin replied.

"I told you, I said that I would recruit the two of us to Haifeng's first team, and I also said that I would give each of us 500 million yuan." Zuo Feng laughed.

"You agreed?" Dong Lin asked nervously.

"Why, do you think I will agree?" Zuo Feng asked back.

"Well, you look at the money like you see your life, so it's easy to agree." Dong Lin nodded honestly.

"Damn it, you don't believe me so much!" Zuo Feng jumped up and punched Dong Lin's knee: "I refused, damn it, working for others, how can I be my own boss! Ouch!"

Dong Lin looked at Zuo Feng who was touching his fist and screaming in pain, and laughed with his mouth open.

"Stop laughing, it's getting more and more silly when you laugh." Zuo Feng waved his hand: "Let's go, go back to training, I still have a few training sessions to finish today."

"Well, I want to train too, why don't you come and fight against me."

"I don't want to be knocked out by you..."

In the training hall, practice is in full swing.

Everyone has a strong fighting spirit and a desire to train actively.

The training that Bu Qingyun arranged for them was mainly aimed at their weaknesses.

The training that is arranged now is more conventional, but it is very professional training.

No one knows why Bu Qingyun knows so many training methods, almost out one by one, some are specific to individuals, some are group training, and there are various small-scale tactical drills. It is very delicate, obviously not something that ordinary people can take out.

Zuo Feng once asked Bu Qingyun, but Bu Qingyun smiled mysteriously, and then remained silent.

As for Bu Qingyun himself, he seemed much busier.

Every day he will come to the training hall to train with other people. After the training in the morning and evening, he will go to school and learn English—English is the foundation. In fact, there are no English courses in the base, but Bu Qingyun Almost all of his energy during the time was spent on playing football, so that he had no foundation in English at all.

Thanks to the teachers in the noble schools, they are very patient. At least, Bu Qingyun seems to be easy to learn, and he also paid enough tuition fees, so the teacher didn't care.

The one-on-one teaching is not yet ready for results.

But Bu Qingyun got started very quickly. He was originally a guy with a very flexible mind. Such a person would not be slow to learn anything.

"Do you think we have already lived the life of professional players?"

After the day's practice, Pony asked a question.

The others looked at each other, and Da Liu nodded: "I think it counts."

"It's about the same. The life of professional players is similar to ours, but they are more beautiful. And when they will have a game, we know from the beginning. We still have to wait for the news." Niu Hong said with a smile.

The others laughed one after another. It has been ten days since that game, but there is no news about the next game. If it wasn't for the pleasant training during this period, many players would be worried. Started to have some ripples.

"We are a new team, so the game must come out a bit slower... You must know that the underground football game does not have a league, but a challenge to each other. At the same time, it depends on whether there is enough attraction. The itinerary is arranged according to the time of the audience, so sometimes it is normal to not wait for the game in ten and a half months."

Meng Zhaohui reassured everyone that he knew quite well about the underground football affairs.

"That's right, don't worry, there are games to play anyway... Everyone has trained very well these days. If you adjust your state and improve a bit, then we will be able to sweep the entire Hall No. [-]." Bu Qingyun slapped his hands. After that, he said indifferently.

"You...are you trying to go to Guild Hall No. [-]?" Meng Zhaohui was taken aback.

"Is it difficult? Don't forget that we defeated Rongxing. Rongxing's strength is considered the best in the No. [-] Guild Hall. It won't be difficult for us to win nine games in a row." Bu Qingyun smiled. said.

"That's right, it must be easy. We defeated Rongxing. If it weren't for their ups and downs sometimes, I heard that Rongxing would have won ten games in a row and made it to the No. [-] club." Zuo Feng waved his fist and shouted.

"Uh, is the team in Hall No. [-] more aggressive?" Gu Peng asked.

"It's more fierce, but if you win the game, you will earn more. Otherwise, why do so many teams from the No. [-] clubhouse want to squeeze into the No. [-] clubhouse." Meng Zhaohui nodded.

"Then can we beat it?" Gu Peng asked cautiously.

"Then we have to fight." Bu Qingyun laughed: "If the team in the No. If we get good grades in the No. [-] Guild Hall, then there will definitely be a place for us in the No. [-] Guild Hall!"

Gu Peng saw what the glasses were counting, and asked curiously: "What are you counting, your hands seem to be cramping."

"I'm counting. If we can win most of the games in Hall No. [-], will we earn less money than going to Hall No. [-] but not winning too many games?" Glasses said seriously.

"We're professional players now, so we shouldn't think too much about money, we need to think more about a player's pride and honor!" Gu Peng waved his fist.

Bu Qingyun laughed: "That's right, we can think more about this aspect now... Yes, we are all amateur players, unlike them, although we are not professional players, we are basically eliminated from all echelons Those who come down are at least players who have received professional training for a long time and have rich game experience... Let us pull them down one by one! Let us turn Ningshui City's underground football world upside down!"

"no problem!"

Everyone started waving their fists and shouting. Bu Qingyun's words made them feel enough excitement.

After all, they didn't intend to make much money in underground football!
Zuo Feng slapped his hands with a smile, then turned his head and looked at Dong Lin.

"Jiang Shangyun, I went to Haifeng, can I have a chance to participate in such a thing? You really underestimate me!" Zuo Feng thought in his heart while clapping his hands.