genius creator

Chapter 43 The ghost behind the scenes
In the first match, Rongcheng showed 100% of his strength. Since Ling Feng was not present, the main scorer was concentrated on Yang Luo.

At the beginning, Yang Luo opened the scoring first, and the opponent then launched a fierce attack. Just like Ling Feng's father said, playing football at school is completely different from playing outside. The opponent is obviously stronger than these children in terms of physical confrontation and speed. .

But they still struggled to resist. Although the opponent scored a goal in 22 minutes of the game, Yang Luo's iconic heavy shot pierced through the opponent's goal again.

In the second half, Yang Luo had limited physical strength and was substituted. Li Rong relied on his fast speed and good physical strength to run back and forth in the frontcourt with the ball. The team won the first game.

The group of kids who won the game jumped up excitedly. In their eyes, being able to beat the amateur team was nothing short of awesome. The amateur team was strong everywhere, but the Little Tigers were stunned. If someone wins the kick, you say it's good or not.

Off the court, Lao Wang walked up to Ling Feng's father, and asked with a surprised face: "Old Ling, you are really rich, where did you dig that No. 11? It's so powerful, I dare say, then The kid has a bright future."

Ling Feng's father also turned his head to Yang Luo. That's right, from the first time he saw his iconic heavy shot, he asserted that this kid will definitely be a character in the future. If he develops well, he can even affect the entire Chinese football.

"Old Ling, how about discussing something with you," Lao Wang said mysteriously.

Needless to say, Ling Feng's father also knew what the other party wanted to say, so he simply waved his hand and said: "Old Wang, you also know that it is hard to find a lot of money. Blame me."

Lao Wang can only blame himself, why didn't he find such a good seedling.

With the experience of the first game, Ling Feng's father began to contact the game a lot. In half a month, the game continued. The team also made a name for itself.

It is said that a big tree attracts the wind, and seeing piles of banknotes continuously falling into Ling Feng's father's pocket, some people are jealous.

In an abandoned park, a group of youths with dyed red and green hair were sitting bored on the grass. One of them, a tall man with curly hair, said, "Brother Xiang, I heard that the guy surnamed Ling has formed another ball team." The team, and the players are the boys who played against us that day, it is said that the record is good, and they have won 15 games in a row."

Brother Xiang held Sprite in his left hand and a cigarette in his right hand, and said with an uncertain expression: "You still have the face to say that last time I was kicked like a grandson by a group of children, and I lost all face. Now What face do you have to tell me this?"

Lao Wu was a little aggrieved when he heard it, and quickly said: "Brother Xiang, you don't know, those kids are too good, that No. 11 kicked the ball like killing people, kicking the ball on him is like death, brothers They are all flesh and blood."

Brother Xiang ignored it at all, and saw that the 30 in his mouth disappeared all of a sudden, how can he not be angry!Moreover, the opponent was still a group of children.

"Brother Xiang, we haven't been able to make appointments for the past few days. I think it has a lot to do with that surnamed Ling." Lao Wu said affirmatively.

Brother Xiang nodded. In recent years, as football has become more and more standardized, the black ball market has become smaller and smaller. Although the commission for the winning team is astonishingly high, the process is too cruel after all. Broken legs and arms are commonplace, so the market is shrinking year by year.

In order to turn the situation around, Brother Xiang resorted to shady tricks, intimidating and luring amateur teams. In the end, those teams were not only burdened with debts, but also disbanded, and the black ball market began to recover, but the good times did not last long. The Little Tigers were reborn, and many teams have sprung up recently, and the market has been snatched away again. Brother Xiang is also worried about this.

"Old Five, go and warn that Ling, if you dare to lead someone to play football, you will break his leg."

Lao Wu was delighted when he heard it, he was most willing to do this kind of thing, "Brother Xiang, don't worry, my brother is good at this kind of thing"

Brother Xiang nodded, and added, "Also, help me find out which school those children are from. I don't believe that I can be cured by a group of children!"

After school in the afternoon, the team members walked out of the school one after another after training. Everyone was talking and laughing, and they didn't look like they had just finished training.

"Hey, brat, where are you going after school so early?" A few men in black T-shirts with colorfully dyed hair asked jokingly at the door.

"You don't need to talk to me, just keep going." Chang Yang's expression turned serious, and he commanded among the crowd.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then continued talking and laughing as before, without taking those people seriously at all.

On the court in the backyard of Ling Feng’s house, when everyone sat down to prepare, Chang Yang’s face never eased, “During this time, everyone should be careful, it’s best to go home in groups after school, don’t leave alone, especially Yang Luo, you understand ."

Yang Luo nodded, and Yang Luo also recognized these people. It was the game that he gambled for Ling Feng's father half a month ago. Those people don't seem to want to let it go.

"I'm sorry, this incident has caused everyone to suffer." Along the way, Ling Feng was holding back his anger. He knew that Brother Xiang was not a person who would give up easily. Today, it seems that it is so, but he didn't expect that the other party would be able to give up. Find the school.

"Ling Feng, stop apologizing, we are one, and no one can be bullied anymore." Yang Luo said.

Yang Luo's words were quickly recognized by Chang Yang, "That's right, Yang Luo is right, everyone is a whole, there is nothing to be afraid of, as long as they dare to mess around, we will fight them at worst, there is nothing to be afraid of."

At this time, Ling Feng's father rushed over, seeing the urgent expression on his face, Ling Feng stood up and asked, "Why, what happened?"

Ling Feng's father nodded and said, "Zhao Yixiang and his gang have started to play tricks again. The team that originally played against us today temporarily canceled the game. I called several other team leaders, and they seemed to be avoiding me deliberately."

"How do you know it's Zhao Yixiang's gang," Ling Feng asked.

Ling Feng's father smiled and said: "In this area, who else can have this ability except him, especially in the past half a month when we have a good record, he must be jealous, so he used such a despicable method, I knew they were going to do it."

"Then what should we do, report him?" Ling Feng asked hastily.

Ling Feng's father shook his head, and said: "We have no evidence, no evidence, what kind of sue, I'll think of a way."

Ling Feng sat down with a worried expression on his face, and Chang Yang asked after seeing it, "What's the matter?"

Only then did Ling Feng tell what happened just now, and everyone's eyes lit up after listening to it. This is a group of kids who are passionate about football. If they are not allowed to play football, it will be worse than death. Now it is even more annoying to hear someone interfere with their football.

"There are cheap people, but I have never seen such a cheap one. My brothers just go up and fuck him upside down, I don't believe it." At this time, Chen Long's fiery temper flared up again.

"Yes, what Chen Long said is right, with so many of us, how can we still not be able to do those non-mainstream?" Li Rong also stood up and shouted.

Under the instigation of Chen Long and Li Rong, a group of people also became emotional.

But at this time, a group of people suddenly appeared outside the stadium, which aroused everyone's attention.

"Who is not the mainstream?" A tall man with curly hair walked in, followed by a dozen people, all of them shaking their heads, with cigarettes in their hands, it was not a good thing at first glance .

"Old five!" Ling Feng's father recognized him at a glance, and hurried over.

"Old Five, what are you doing?" Ling Feng's father shouted urgently.

Lao Wu looked at the players on the field and couldn't help being a little surprised, "There are more people than last time, that's okay." After speaking, he unconsciously looked around the crowd, and soon found Yang Luo.

"Boy, come out." Lao Wu pointed at Yang Luo and shouted.

Yang Luo was stunned for a moment, and his heart began to become nervous. Although there were many people around him supporting him, the feeling of being watched still made him feel uncertain.

"Yang Luo, just sit here for me." After speaking, Chang Yang stood up first, staring at each other, and then Ling Feng, Li Rong, Chen Long and other team members also stood up.

More than 20 people stood up at once, absolutely overwhelming each other in momentum.

The fifth child nodded and said, "Okay, you guys are kind." After speaking, he pointed to Ling Feng's father and shouted, "I came here today to warn you. If you dare to play football with these kids again, I will interrupt you." Your legs." After speaking, Lao Wu threw the cigarettes on the lawn, and more than a dozen people behind him also threw cigarettes on the ground, watching the smoke rising from the grass, let alone how angry they were.

But Ling Feng's father stood in front of the fire and kept pressing the fire, without saying a word.

In this way, after a few minutes, Lao Wu took the people away, leaving only this group of angry children.

Ling Feng quickly led someone to pick up the cigarettes from the grass, threw them out, stood up and shouted angrily: "This group of people is too bad, we can't compromise."

"Yes, we can't compromise, we have to follow what he said." The team members shouted unconvinced.

But the matter is far from being resolved by the whims of these children. Obviously, they don't understand the society yet. "Children, we may have to rest for a while." Ling Feng's father said with a look of disappointment.

"Why, we are not afraid of them." The team members shouted.

Ling Feng's father shook his head, forced a wry smile on his face, and said, "I'll think of a way in the next few days, everyone, let's take a break for a while."

"No, we will come here every day, I believe there will be good news." The team members insisted.

Ling Feng's father could only shake his head helplessly. This society is inherently complicated. If it can be solved according to their methods, there will be no difficult things in the world. But there are some things that cannot be said to these children, because they I don't want to destroy the children's good vision for this society, so the competition can only be concluded for a while.

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