Full-level pass: Lukaku also feeds Harland

Chapter 36 What?Wenger is calling
Qin Feng quit the system in a daze.

As soon as he packed his things, McCallney walked to Qin Feng with a smile.

"Hey, Qin, Fellaini asked me to call you to hang out tonight!"

Hang out together?

Fellaini shouted?
Qin Feng's mind is now full of the legendary skills of the King of Adversity.

Well said, legendary skills, how come this thing came in the end.

At the beginning of other people's time travel, they are full-level burst shots, all kinds of record-breaking goals.

When it came to him, this shitty system gave him some sort of King of Desperation.

Is it possible that Everton is always desperate to play in the Premier League?
Cough!

Thinking about it carefully, the current Everton senior group seems to be, really fucking possibly all hopeless.
"okay!"

Originally, Qin Feng didn't even want to go, but after all, it was the first time a teammate of the first team called him out, so he had to integrate into the team, right?
Besides, his body is enough to be an adult at the age of 18.

Even if those bastards have some unhealthy activities, at least he can justly say... refuse, right?
reject?

Is it better to refuse, or to pretend to be forced?
Just when Qin Feng was in the locker room complaining about the legendary skills he had drawn.

The post-match press conference not far from the locker room.

Conte's little heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Yes!

Conte, who was sitting at the press conference, really regretted why he brought Lukaku to the scene.

If you look at the excited looks of the reporters on the scene, you will know what Lukaku is like.

"Yes, I came to Everton to bring victory to Everton!"

"In the new season, my goal is to help Everton enter the top three in the league."

"At least, next season, I want Everton to appear in the Champions League."

"Top scorer?"

"I can't guarantee it, but I can only say that I will do my best!"

"what?"

"Facing Chelsea?"

"I have seen the schedule, we will go to Stamford Bridge in the fourth round of the league!"

"I love that stadium and I love the Chelsea fans."

"But I'll be there to tell someone what he missed with the goal! We're going to win!"

Kong Er was stupefied and wanted to cry.

This is the fucking first game of the new season, even though they won.

But his opponent is not even comparable to the bottom team in the Premier League.

There are still big problems with the team's lineup and tactical play.

He doesn't even know what goals he should set for Everton in the new season.

Unexpectedly, Lukaku directly set the goal for him.

Enter the Champions League!

At least the top four in the league.

With this lineup, he even felt that he might not be able to keep relegation, and he was still in the top four of the fucking league?
"Monsieur Conte!"

"Do you also think that Everton's goal for the new season is the top four in the league?"

Got it!
Sure enough, after listening to Kaku's blow, the reporters immediately turned their targets to themselves.

"Well! That's it!"

"Everton are a great team!"

"They have a glorious history!"

"I'm here to bring victory to all Everton fans!"

Lao Kong determined Lukaku's season goals without changing his face and heartbeat.

It's all laid out on this one.

Lao Kong always said no, no, no, I don't have that confidence, and I plan to avoid relegation in the new season.

If so, it is estimated that Everton will be able to get rid of himself at night without waiting until tomorrow.

that's it!
The reporters were happy.

Kaku watched his head coach support him so much, of course he was also happy to show his signature silly smile.

Only Conte gritted his teeth and walked out of the press conference silently.

After returning to the hotel, Conte locked himself in the room and went to study tactics again.

As for the members of Everton's senior group, they naturally went out in twos and threes to find a place to spend the night.

Qin Feng went to the game of Fellaini's group with McCallini.

Fortunately, it is different from the kind of crowd gathering that Qin Feng imagined.

Fellaini just took Rodwell and Leighton Bynes for a night of drinking.

Although, the last few people didn't know why they sneaked away ahead of time.

When Qin Feng and McCallney returned to the hotel, it was already past one o'clock in the middle of the night.

Qin Feng, who was a little drunk and hazy, closed the door and fell asleep.

However, when Qin Feng was sleeping soundly.

Huaxia thousands of miles away!
Qin Feng's name once again appeared on the headlines of the major sports media!
Sports Weekly!

The most popular sports newspaper in China, his entire front page is full of reports on Qin Feng's Europa League debut.

A huge photo of Qin Fengwai's instep long pass was published there.

"Huaxia teenager explodes the Europa League, assists Da Sixi to break the record of the strongest debut in the history of the Europa League! "

The Sports Weekly not only reported Qin Feng's miraculous performance in this game in detail, but also wrote Qin Feng's exaggerated data of five assists in two games in the English Youth League.

Not just a sports weekly!
Qin Feng's Europa League debut was reported on Sina Sports, Sohu Sports and even YangTV's Sports Morning News.

This is 2011!

In this era when there is no player in the whole of China who can play in the top overseas leagues!
Suddenly, someone appeared in the UEFA Europa League, even more exaggeratedly sending out four assists in half time.

This epic performance naturally made countless people focus on Qin Feng again.

Post it, forum!
Everyone began to look up Qin Feng's information on the Internet.

With the soaring popularity of Qin Feng, almost all mainstream media began to send reporters to England.

The next day!

Before ten o'clock, Conte led the Everton team on the flight back to Liverpool.

After all, it was the second day after the game, and Conte did not arrange training tasks for the players.

Qin Feng returned to the dormitory of his youth team.

This guy Ross Stern isn't here.

Originally, Qin Feng wanted to say goodbye to Ross Stern.

Looking at the dormitory where he lived for less than a month, Qin Feng still packed his luggage silently.

The main reason he lived here before was to get acquainted with his teammates as soon as possible, but who would have thought that he only stayed in the youth team for more than ten days.

It's not interesting to live here now, and the first-team dormitory is as deserted as a haunted house.

Qin Feng just carried his luggage and returned to his mansion alone.

but!

Just after Qin Feng threw his luggage to the servant that his cheap father provided him, his phone rang suddenly.

an unfamiliar number.

After thinking about it again and again, Qin Feng still connected the phone. Not many people knew his number.

only!
Just connected!
An unexpected voice came from the other end of the phone!

"Hello? Is it Qin Feng?"

"Well! Yes, you are?"

"Oh, I'm Arsene Wenger! Any time for a chat?"

What the hell?

Wenger?

real or fake?

Did Wenger call himself?
(End of this chapter)