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Chapter 24 Poor Professor Wenger, Qin Feng with five assists in two games!
Temporary dressing room for Everton U18s!
Ivo Hobbs, who had just walked into the room, looked at Laier whose eye sockets were dark, and his emotions, which were finally calmed down, were overwhelmed again.

"Fuck!"

Kicking hard on the cabinet, Ivo Hobbs turned around and planned to go to the next door to have an offline 1VSN with the guys from Arsenal!

Fortunately, the assistant coach Melson hugged Ivo quickly, otherwise, the old man might have confessed here today.

Although it is possible for Melson to become a regular directly, but after following Ivo for so long, Melson still can't bear it.

"Boss, forget it, that guy should be worse than me, at least I don't have to worry about whether I can still use it!"

Laier's words were like a palliative, as soon as the words came out, everyone who was still panting with thick necks burst into laughter!

"Boss, you didn't see, this guy Qin was too dark, that Arsenal's No. 5 got hit, and then he didn't get up again. Not only No. 5, but also No. 12, Qin Yihei Elbow!"

"Yes, yes, yes! At first, we all thought that Qin would be cold after being hit so badly, but we didn't expect that it was this guy who hit people the hardest!"

"It's that Yennaris that I haven't met, a son of a bitch, next time I meet him, I'll shovel him to death!"

"Antonio, come on, you were the fastest to hide in the fight just now!"

"Bah! I was hiding? I was retreating tactically. Didn't you see the Arsenal substitutes come up!"

The crowd laughed and chattered like this.

They are all [-] or [-] year olds, they can accept losing the game, it's a fight!

They never admit that they will lose.

No, after defeating the youngsters at Arsenal, they didn't think about what kind of punishment they would receive. They were still thinking about whether they were fierce or not just now.

"Okay, shut up!"

After listening for a long time, Ivo Hobbs finally gave a loud shout to silence the crowd.

"Pack up your things quickly and go back to the club!"

"Boss, it's getting dark here, stay overnight and leave tomorrow!"

"Yes! Boss, it's hard to come to London, and I'm going back so soon. I still want to see my friend!"

"Tch, Antonio, do you want to meet friends? You want to go"

"Shut up you, Marquis!"

"Shut up and reply directly, you haven't had enough trouble yet!"

Ivo Hobbs is annoying enough, how dare these young people stay in London for another night.

If something else happened to this, he, the head coach of the youth team, would have no choice but to do it.

However, the old man still smiled gratifiedly when he thought about the unity of his group of young people on the court just now.

Although the grades may not be the best, but at the very least, the group of young people trained by themselves are the most bloody. Even if they are at a disadvantage in number, no one is afraid.

On the other side, in the Arsenal club building at this time!

Wenger, who had returned to the club long before the fight, was happily discussing with the staff of the team's operations department the balance of Arsenal's transfer funds this season.

Suddenly the phone rang!

"Ok?"

"what?"

"A fight?"

"The game is over?"

"what happened?"

"Cause of Yennaris' tackle behind the back?"

"Who did you shovel?"

"number 23?"

"fuck! How are you all right?"

"Damn it, I'm not asking about Yennaris, I'm asking about the number 23!"

"Yes, I'm talking about the number 23 from Everton, the guy with the black hair, all right?"

Ola Huerta, director of operations, is a little confused!
Although he couldn't hear Wenger's voice on the phone, he could hear Wenger's words.

By the way, what about your head coach?
Obviously my team had a fight with someone, why didn't I ask my team members what's going on, instead I always cared about No. 23?
Or a player on a garbage team like Everton.

Ah!
Although Aola Huerta is also in charge of player transfers, he usually only cares about top players who fit the aristocratic temperament of Arsenal.
Uh. To be precise, some leaks among the top players!

Like a young man who suddenly rose to fame in the youth league, Aola Huerta didn't have the slightest thought of paying attention.

"Oh, all right!"

"I see. For other matters, you can contact that guy Venkassh. I still have something to do, so I will hang up first!"

After that, Wenger frowned and hung up the phone.

After waiting for a while, Wenger suddenly raised his head and looked at Aola Huerta who had been waiting for him.

"Oh, where did you just say Hurta?"

"Well, it's about how much money we have left in the transfer!"

"Is that left over?"

"Mr. Wenger, after we bought that Park Joo-young, we have already run into a deficit! If the team has no players to sell, theoretically speaking, the team basically has no possibility to strengthen personnel!"

"I knew it, well, Hurta, so be it!"

Hearing this, Wenger covered his forehead in distress.

He regrets it now!

Yes!

Not long ago, he spent 200 million euros from Monaco in Ligue [-] to buy South Korean striker Park Joo-young to use him as a substitute for Van Persie.

It was this Park Juyong who asked him to spend all the transfer funds, and there was nothing left.

In the previous game, Wenger had already confirmed that Qin Feng was the only candidate he could use to replace Cesc Fabregas just for that pass.

Moreover, according to the current situation that Qin Feng is still in the youth team, even the termination fee will only be 200 million euros at most.

Just for that pass, Wenger knew that Qin Feng was worth so much money.

But now comes the problem.

That guy Pu Zhuyong spent him 200 million, so he doesn't have a penny to dig Qin Feng now.

Most importantly, after today!
It shouldn't be said that starting now, that guy Qin Feng will definitely be known by the head coaches of all Premier League teams.

He was not afraid that Arsenal would not be able to attract Qin Feng, but he was afraid that Qin Feng was still young and would be polluted by those upstarts who only talked about money.

I'm worried!

The assistant knocked on Wenger's door.

Without speaking, the assistant put the latest newspaper on Wenger's desk.

Just a glance!
The professor's brain suddenly exploded.

For no other reason!
The top page of the London Football News is the photo of Qin Feng that I have been thinking about.

And the title is - "China's magical boy, U18 made a shocking debut with one goal and five assists in two games! "

Not only is it a huge photo, but a paragraph of extremely gorgeous words is used under the title to describe Qin Feng's five unimaginably beautiful assists!
Finally, the London Sports News even gave Qin Feng the title of New Harvey!
Ok!

The professor knows.

It's time to come.

The seedling that he managed to squat down should be looted again.

(End of this chapter)