Full-level pass: Lukaku also feeds Harland

Chapter 32 Qin Feng, No. [-] in Europa League history?
The training match is over.

Team B finally lost to Team A 2:4.

The brave Lukaku finally scored two goals under the unlimited feeding of vice-captain Coleman.

It's not that Lukaku is not capable. On the contrary, in Conte's view, Lukaku is the top existence in today's Everton team, whether it is consciousness or technology.

But this guy, for some reason, always felt a little lacking in front of the door.

On the contrary, Qin Feng played steadily as always, helping Team B's substitute striker McCallney complete his first brace of the new season.

As soon as the training match was over, McCallney rushed to Qin Feng's side in a hurry.

McCallene, who was born in 1992, is only 19 years old this year. At this age, being able to enter the Premier League's first team, even as a substitute, is enough to show his talent.

But unfortunately, his talent is at the genius level in China, but it is in England.

It can only be said that he is a relatively fast young player.

In today's training match, McCalany, who has always had no confidence in his future, suddenly found his way.

"Hey, Qin, your passing is so comfortable!"

"You know what? With those two passes of yours, I didn't even have to make any adjustments to hit the goal."

"At the first kick, I thought it was just a coincidence. After a few passes, I realized that this guy really passed the ball according to the frequency of my running!"

Holding Qin Feng in his arms, McCallney started to compliment Qin Feng with a smile on his face.

McCallene is not stupid. Although Qin Feng is just like him as a substitute for Team B, but soon, probably within half a season, Qin Feng will definitely squeeze out Coleman, who has eyes above the top. main lineup.

If you don't have a good relationship with Qin Feng at this time, is it possible to wait for him to become the main force before licking your face?

"Thank you, McCallney!"

"Haha, Qin, don't go to the cafeteria at noon. I know there is a Chinese restaurant that tastes great. I invite you to eat there."

"Hi! Qin, let's eat western food at noon. I've already found out the best western food restaurant in Liverpool!"

McCalene was inviting Qin Feng, but he didn't expect Lukaku to join him.

"I'm sorry, the boss just asked me to go directly to his office, I guess I won't be able to eat lunch at noon! Let's try another day!"

Looking at the two standing beside him, one tall and one fast, Qin Feng quickly moved Conti out.

In other words, Qin Feng himself knew the charm of his passing, but suddenly he was
Qin Feng himself felt a little embarrassed.

Seeing that Qin Feng had something to do, Lukaku could only scratch his bald forehead, shrugged regretfully and left.

And McCallney gave Lukaku a disgusted look.

What a great opportunity, it was ruined by this idiot.

Qin Feng smiled apologetically, turned around and walked towards Conte who was still waiting for him on the sidelines.

Soon, the two came to Conte's office.

Inside the office!

Conte didn't hide it either. After watching Qin Feng sit down, Conte straight to the point talked about Qin Feng's contract.

"Qin, you are still under a youth training contract, and your ability has far exceeded the value of that contract!"

Conte kept asking Qin Feng to sign a new contract.

But Qin Feng is not in a hurry at all.

Especially now that Qin Feng doesn't even have a manager.

I signed a new contract casually, and when I wanted to transfer or something, I was blocked by the new contract, how passive.

It's not bad to maintain the current state. I am happy to play here, so I will continue to play. If one day I am not happy, I can pay the termination fee of hundreds of thousands of euros out of my own pocket.

of course!

Qin Feng also guaranteed in front of Conte that he would definitely stay at Everton in the new season.

Now the whole world is saying that Arsenal, Liverpool, etc. have taken a fancy to me.

However, until now, no club has taken the initiative to find them.

Besides, Qin Feng is not stupid. Obviously, at Everton, he will definitely have a chance to play steadily in the new season. If he suddenly goes to Arsenal, who can guarantee that he will have a chance with Wenger? Got playing time?
that's it!
Qin Feng left Conte's office.

Looking at Qin Feng's leaving back, Conte felt distressed.

Originally thought that as soon as the head coach of his team came out, young people like Qin Feng immediately re-signed the contract with him gratefully.

Who would have thought that that kid would have seen through everything from the very beginning.

He also said that he does not have an agent now, and when he has an agent, he will immediately sign a new contract with the team.

Is there an agent who has an impact on the signing?

"Hey!"

After taking a long breath, Conte sat back in his office and studied the upcoming Europa League qualifying lineup.

October 2011, 7!
A civil airliner that took off from Liverpool, England, landed steadily at Vienna International Airport, the capital of Austria!

With the opening of the hatch.

Soon, all the players and staff of Everton's first team walked out of the hatch one after another.

Qin Feng was the last to appear.

In front of him is McCalene who has been pestering Qin Feng for the past few days.

"Qin, is this your first time in Austria?"

"right!"

"After the game is over, I'll take you to have fun in Austria!"

The two of them got off the plane together talking and laughing.

However, there are some surprises.

It's right there at the airport exit.

There were actually a few reporters shouting there with cameras on their shoulders.

As soon as Conte, who was walking in the forefront, saw the reporter, he immediately tidied up his wrinkled collar because he was crowded in the economy class.

A reporter picks up the plane!
For Conte, it is quite gratifying.

He thought that with Everton's current strength, the reporters simply wouldn't bother to care about them.

In this way, Conte showed his signature smile again and walked towards the reporters.

However.
"Hey!"

"That fellow Qin Feng has come out!"

"Qin Feng!"

"Qin Feng!"

"We are reporters from LeTV Sports, can we interview you for a few words?"

Yes!

Conte, who took the initiative to walk over, was ignored!

None of the black-haired reporters looked directly at him. Instead, they all shouted at Qin Feng, who was at the end of the line.

Although he can't understand Chinese, he may understand Qin Feng's name!
The reporters shouted.

The Everton players, who were exhausted with backaches and backaches, began to follow the reporters' eyes and looked at Qin Feng.

And Qin Feng also heard the familiar mother tongue just now.

"Qin Feng, become the No.1 Chinese in the UEFA Europa League. Do you know how many fans across the country are looking forward to your UEFA Europa League debut?"

Grooving?

what's the situation?
As soon as he walked to the reporters, Qin Feng heard what the reporters said!

This.
Is he actually No.1 in the China Europa League?

in history.
hiss!
It seems that there was really no Chinese who appeared in the Europa League before!
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