Football: The god-level goalkeeper makes the whole Europe call him brother

Torres and Bianchi said hello, and except for Franco, who was sullen, everyone else laughed and prepared to go out that night to relax and celebrate.

Petrov, Calvo, Lucin and other old oilers naturally choose nightclubs to have fun, some young ones make an appointment to go to Sanatogran to soak in the hot springs, and the rest follow Torres to eat hot pot! Today's hot pot team is getting stronger and stronger, tonight Torres, Pablo, Perea, López, Verasco, Gabi, Kaizman are all going, Li Ming is not a word, just thinking that it is good that Pablo said to pay in advance, otherwise so many people, they will really eat bankruptcy!

Everyone came to the Alcalá Gate restaurant that never closes, this time even the number of copper pots increased, Gabi and Kezhman were originally quite disgusted with this way of eating hot cooked food, but Gabi said to Li Ming that he would be the old captain of Atletico Madrid in the future, and Kaizman was as a Serb, full of another level of good impression of Li Ming's eastern face.

In the big box, the steam is fragrant, but Li Ming is taking care of his three brothers in the dormitory, and recently, Jill and Regalon have not played in the B team and the U18, and Bernavi is still competing fiercely with Cuillar in the B team, and no one's life is good. While complaining, everyone congratulated and envied Li Ming's progress, and Jill sighed: "I am also 18 years old, but my height is not yet 180, and this goalkeeper cannot be played."

Regalon smiled and laughed at himself: "Nothing, it's similar to me, but the template I have in mind is Inter's Cordoba, unless I don't love football anymore, I will definitely find a chance to play."

Li Ming praised: "Well said, unless you can't get fun, there is always a chance to persist!"

Pablo comforted them: "Don't worry, I also played from the lower leagues, if you really can't get mixed up, I will contact you with the professional teams in the B or C division." "

Jill and Regalon quickly thanked one after another, after all, the main players of La Liga, as long as they are willing, can buy a lower team!

A few people were pushing their hearts, but the waiter walked in, looked around, found Li Ming, and said in a low voice: "Sir, someone in our other box wants to see you."

Li Ming looked confused, looked at his mobile phone, and no one called, could it be that Ronaldo regretted chasing him over here to let himself treat the hot pot? He was heartbroken, but he still wanted to find out, so he said to Bernavi and the others: "I'll go back, you wait for me."

Li Ming followed the waiter, went out in several circles, and came to a small private room. There was only one person sitting in the room, the heavenly court was full, his face was warm, his hair was slightly gray, and under a pair of gold-wire glasses, his eyes were full of peace, fortitude, wisdom, and the courage to kill.

Li Ming was so shocked that his jaw couldn't close, why did the president of Real Madrid, Florentino, also appear in this restaurant, and named me?

Fu Ye saw Li Ming coming, showing a hint of a smile, Li Ming saw that he was panicked in his heart, what ecological niche he still carried, why did he have to meet with this kind of political and business predator at such a beautiful moment as eating hot pot.

Fu Ye saw Li Ming's concerns, but he reached out and poured a cup of black tea, put it opposite him, and said with a smile: "Young man, sit down, our conversation does not involve Atletico, I just came to ask about something!"

Li Ming smiled dryly, silently sitting opposite Fuye, Yu Guang glanced at Fuye, and suddenly felt an endless sense of oppression rushing to his face. Li Ming immediately took two sips of tea and calmed himself down as much as possible: "Mr. President, I know you, if you want to talk about my transfer, I will leave."

Fu Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "No, we have Cassie, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to introduce other goalkeepers for many years to come."

Fu Ye said "difficult to introduce" instead of "no need to introduce", Li Ming heard the strangeness, but did not dare to say more, could only ask in a low voice: "Then what are you looking for me?" Fuye

: "Please teach you."

Li Ming: "What if I don't want to?"

Fuye: "I will pay you, I can give you what you want."

Li Ming: "I don't even know what I want, how do you know!"

Fuye: "I know what you're staring at Zidane tonight for."

Li Ming was shocked in his heart: "Tell me why?"

Fu Ye: "I have studied Eastern cultures, and in your philosophy, there is a correlation called qi luck, if you can meet you who are interested, your qi luck will rise."

Li Ming: "That doesn't mean anything, I'm just bragging." "

You only stare at Ronaldo and Zidane and completely ignore the superstars such as Raul, Guti, Carlos and so on." So your luck is choosing who you chat with, let's say, what are the common characteristics of the people you want to talk to? World Cup winner? Ballon d'Or and World Footballer of the Year? Or will it be enough to go down in the history of football?

Li Ming broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this, wondering if this old man wanted to bluff me, but looking back, what kind of status and influence Fu Ye had, maybe he could rely on him to inspire more hidden tasks!

Li Mingyi gritted his teeth and simply admitted: "You are so powerful, I just want to talk to the epic level of football, which will help enhance my love for football." Li

Ming's words came out, he felt that he couldn't do it, he wanted to improve his ability but couldn't say clearly, what kind of love to talk about, he really used love to generate electricity.

Fu Ye: "Well, as long as you can answer one of my questions, I will give you what you want."

Li Ming: "Then why do you think I can answer your question?"

Fuye: "My intuition tells me that maybe you are a prophet."

Li Ming: "Well, if you say so, then I will consider myself a prophet, will I summon a ghost wolf, or put a lightning chain, and if the level is high, I can also summon a volcanic earthquake." "In the era before Li Ming's travel, games were strange, mainly to test the heat dissipation of mobile phones or desktop graphics cards, but in this era, getting a computer to play Warcraft 3 is already a very happy enjoyment, and everyone's understanding of video games is still so simple. At least, the era of krypton is far from coming.

Fu Ye was stunned, and let others say such nonsense, it is estimated that he would have been thrown on the road by Fu Ye's subordinates long ago.

But when Fu Ye thought of the strange person saying some nonsense, he could also understand: "Very good!" After snapping his fingers, the waiter outside brought a pot of brewed green tea, and he continued: "This is the West Lake Longjing of the East, taste it, I think you are already a lot unfamiliar with the traditional atmosphere of the East."

Li Ming was motionless, and asked a little impatiently: "What are you in a hurry, I still have to rush back to eat hot pot." Fu

Ye's eyes suddenly became cold, and gradually soothed, and there seemed to be a frightening wave hidden under his warm face, and he said while pouring tea: "My question is, do you think I will leave Real Madrid?" Li

Ming was shocked in his heart, you can't leave you to make your own decision, ask me what to do. Fu Ye did not hesitate and continued: "Many times, I don't know where the problem is, I feel that my galaxy battleship is about to end, and I am hesitating whether to stand on my battleship and sink, or jump out of it and prepare to build another one.

Li Ming saw that Fu Ye's attitude was indeed sincere, and he also said faintly: "You can leave if you want." But in his heart was secretly bitter, really wanted to end early, back to the hot pot world

River Ye did not seem to be surprised, but also had a sense of relief, he silently looked at Li Mingliang for a long time, slowly took out a delicate box, inside two cigars of unknown brand: "Want one?"

Li Ming: "I'm an athlete, how can I smoke this thing!"

Fu Ye smiled slightly: "It's okay to taste cigars occasionally."

Li Ming: "That's not okay, if I smell of smoke, Brother Tuo will definitely talk about me."

Fu Ye laughed: "You are much more disciplined than the stars on my side."

Li Ming: "It's nothing, I'm leaving!"

Fu Ye waved his hand, signaling him to continue to sit down, and the momentum was so coercive that Li Ming was uncomfortable: "How much do you pay a week?"

Li Ming: "Not much, but confidential, hehe!"

Fuye said with a smile: "Among the young people, the highest salary should be Jeremy Mene of Monaco and Cesc Fabregas of Arsenal, with your talent, a weekly salary of 2,000 euros is really a talent."

Li Ming was shocked: "How do you know my weekly salary!" Fu

Ye: "In Europe, what I want to know, there will be a result within half an hour, including your contract details, how about it, come and help me do things, you can fill in the salary yourself!"

Li Ming: "Didn't you say that with Cassie, there will be no more goalkeepers?" I'm still happy if you're interested in my goalkeeping talents, but I won't come to Real Madrid, otherwise Togo will ignore me in the future!

Fu Ye nodded and said with a smile: "It may not be a goalkeeper, if you want to enter the political and business circle, it won't hurt to do things with me early!"

Li Ming: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested, I just want to play well."

Fu Ye smiled, and was also quite satisfied: "If you want to do something with me, call me at any time." Li

Ming thought to himself, I don't have your phone number, and I still make a woolen phone.

Fu Ye seemed to have mind reading: "I will call you tomorrow morning, and I will give you the promised payment!" You can go back and celebrate your trivial victories!

Li Minggang wanted to say two words, but when he saw Fu Ye's posture, he didn't dare to say more, and muttered in his heart: System sister, hurry up and prompt.

The royal sister voice system was also quite helpless at this time: "The opponent's aura is too strong, we good men don't suffer the loss in front of us, it's better to withdraw first!" Back

in Atletico's box, Li Ming's whole person finally relaxed again, just kept thinking, what will Fu Ye pay me?