Iron Man on the pitch

Li Ling, who finally landed on both feet, was hugged tightly by head coach Paul Bento: "Li Ling, you really, really... I thank you so much!"

"Don't say that, we are helping each other. I also want to thank the coach for your training, otherwise I would not have performed as I am today." Li Ling responded politely, but his eyes saw the player's passage entrance, and he used it together. The lonely eyes looked at the figure here.

Arsenal players all lowered their heads, and by the side of the old man with gray hair, his thin and tall figure was indescribable.

Seeing that the players were almost venting, Paul Bento asked everyone to go back to the locker room as soon as possible. After all, this was away game, and it would be too arrogant. British football hooligans are specialties.

When all Sporting Lisbon left the court, there were still several players in Arsenal who stayed on the court, but what was waiting for them was not the enthusiastic encouragement of the fans, but the alternative kind of greetings.

"Young man, you're playing very well." Wenger took the initiative to speak when Li Ling passed by Wenger.

Although I won, I had no grudges or grudges with each other. Li Ling's attitude was still very humble: "Professor, hello, although I like your football philosophy, since I match it, if I can win, I don't want to lose."

Arsenal's lineup has many flaws, not to mention that it has systematic help.

"Hahahaha, young people have a good attitude, come on!" Wenger laughed heartily, and then suddenly asked for help, "After the end of this season, you probably won't stay in Lisbon, right?"

Li Ling was stunned when he heard this and chose to refuse politely: "Professor, you are a good coach, but this Arsenal is not a good club to me."

"Hahaha..." Wenger's smile was a little bitter, he patted Li Ling on the shoulder, stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for the last few players to leave the court.

After washing up quickly, Sporting Lisbon players boarded the bus and immediately set off for the airport as soon as Paul Bento, who had the press conference, came back.

Although the wine of victory is mellow, it is only the middle of the season. Stage victory is not worthy, and the intensive schedule does not allow everyone to taste it carefully.

But the media are different.

The next day, on the afternoon of March 11, he returned to Lisbon day and night. When Li Ling, who had just woken up, went out from his rented apartment to find something to eat, he welcomed almost everyone's attention along the way.

Because it was almost time for dinner, Li Ling went directly to the restaurant where he often went to eat big meals, preparing to make lunch and dinner to treat himself well.

Just as Li Ling was thinking about how long he would practice before he could digest the excess fat from the food he ordered, the restaurant owner happily came to Li Ling's dining table with a stack of newspapers.

"I'll treat you to this meal today!" The boss put the newspaper on the table boldly, and while proclaiming loudly, he patted his chest hard.

"Hey, Fernando, don't do this!" Li Ling was interrupted by the boss just as he was about to speak.

"Haha, I'm happy, I'm happy!" The restaurant owner couldn't stop smiling, raised the top newspaper and handed it to Li Ling. The front page of the newspaper is a photo of Li Ling running wildly with his arms open and chasing.

The eye-catching title reads: "Portuguese supernova reverses the situation and eliminates Arsenal! 》

Immediately afterwards, the restaurant owner picked up the second newspaper, which was the moment when Li Ling scored the final goal.

"Amazing bounce of two and a half meters! Portuguese bombers destroy Emirates Stadium! 》

Next is the third and fourth...

"Super unpopular! Why did Sporting Lisbon counterattack? 》

"Wenger should bear the responsibility for the Emirates Stadium's loss? 》

"With the match against Arsenal, Li Ling booked the European Golden Boy Award! 》

"Li Ling! Wenger is a person who wants but cannot get it! 》

"Li Ling! The cornerstone of Portuguese football in the next decade! 》

"Almighty Star"! The peak of his debut! 》

...

"What's up!" Li Ling saw these amazing titles and was careless and swallowed the Portuguese egg tart that was delivered to his mouth in one bite.

"Don't be surprised, I think your performance deserves these praises." The restaurant owner leaned on the chair with a smile. "It's really hard to imagine that more than a year ago, you were just a hobby that had never received professional football training. ”

"Hehe." Li Ling touched his nose.

"Hey, the system, it shocked the world so much. Can't you give a reward for fame value?"

The system responded coldly: "The home victory over Arsenal and got a 2 million fame value. The away loss to Arsenal was, and it should have a 1 million fame value. Please check your account."

Only then did Li Ling notice that he had a total ofIt has a reputation of 4.25 million. It seems that although I lost this game, I gave myself the rewards I won.

It is precisely because of the characteristics of the system that every influential event is settled on the spot, and you cannot rely on an earth-shaking event for several years. That's why I chose to play football because there are games every week.

But after savoring the various experiences and feelings during and after the game, hard work and passion, and the warmth and encouragement felt after scoring an own goal, Li Ling felt that he really wanted to devote himself to this sport now. .

“This feeling is really good.”

Thinking of this, Li Ling raised the lemon juice at his hand and touched the boss holding the wine bottle.

As the delicious dishes were served one by one, Li Ling started to eat.

But Li Ling soon regretted why he turned on his phone. The continuous phone calls made Li Ling uneasy for the meal.

The first call I received was from my agent Jorge Mendez.

"Congratulations, Li Ling, your wonderful performance! I have received offers from 5 major clubs since the morning. Although I have told them that you will discuss your transfer matters after the World Cup, Now……"

Li Ling quickly swallowed the roasted suckling pig in his mouth: "No, I still stick to my previous idea and will talk about the transfer after the World Cup."

"You are really confident that the two clubs in Milan City have already given quite high treatment. If it were me, I would definitely be tempted."

"Italy? The development there may not be too good in the next few years."

"That's true," Jorge Mendes agreed. "There are several new commercial endorsements, and I contacted them as you think. Next, my assistant will notify you to shoot. But you really Do you don’t consider endorsing any technology products? Samsung phones have given a very high quotation.”

"Sorry, Mendes, I still stick to my previous attitude and don't endorse any technology products."

"Okay..." Jorge Mendes' voice was full of helplessness, "By the way, there are some British media who are deliberately hyping up your Chinese identity. How do you want to deal with it?"

"Corresponse? No, but thanks for reminding me, I will pay attention to these tabloids." Li Linghun didn't care, "As long as their reports are true, I'm too lazy to care, but if there is something to add fuel to the fire, I'll trouble Mendes. You negotiated on my behalf.”

"OK."