"Shh!!!"

After Liu Feng scored the last goal of the game, the time had reached the end. The referee did not let the players of the two teams stand back to kick off, but directly blew the whistle to the end of the game.

At this moment, the cheers of the fans of Piacenza in a corner of the stadium have not even dissipated.

"Feng! This is really cool!!!"

After a brief sentimental end, Liu Feng quickly left Milan and returned to his teammates in the first half. For a moment, the other players of Piacenza quickly surrounded him, and Scapelli jumped and supported himself on his back.

"A big four, if I remember correctly, this is Feng's first big four in Serie A, right?"

Cassia also smiled and communicated with Naingran.

"Yes, this is the first one, and it's against Milan, Feng, you're already a superstar."

"Super feng, what a suitable title."

"Come on, let's lift our heroes to end with the fans."

Finally, someone shouted in the crowd. Liu Feng was lifted up by his teammates for the second time in this game. Piacenza and his group quickly came to Piacenza's expedition fans in the stands and kept throwing Liu Feng to greet the fans.

“the kingpiacenza! the kingpiacenza!”

In an eager atmosphere, the banner closest to the players in front of the stands seemed so eye-catching. When Antonio and the diehard fans around him began to shout their latest titles for Liu Feng, a uniform voice began to come from the entire stands.

"There is no doubt that Afeng has received the love from everyone in Piacenza. For the audience, let us give our praise to this Chinese player."

During the commentary, watching the scenes on the court, Liu Jianhong's heart was shocked again. He had emphasized more than once before that Liu Feng's position in Piacenza has surpassed any Chinese player who once or in the five major leagues.

At this time, when the shouts of the King of Piacenza resounded throughout the San Siro Stadium, this statement was greatly confirmed.

On the court, when Liu Feng was thrown to the highest point by his teammates, he also saw Yuan Xiao, who was waving Piacenza's scarf to greet him. Looking at the girl who was proud and proud of him from the bottom of his heart, his inner sadness gradually dissipated.

From today on, he will no longer be the football boy who still holds his fantasy of his idol.

Because in the future, countless people will regard him as an idol.

Because it was really away at this time, Piacenza's celebration did not last long. When everything was settled, the Milan players had not even left the stadium.

"Pipo!"

In the stands of Piacenza, who shouted, everyone's attention was shifting to Inzaghi, who took off his jersey and stood quietly on the side watching Piacenza's celebration.

"Okay, brothers, put me down, El, don't you still want to exchange jerseys with Maldini? Go quickly."

Liu Feng waved his hand and asked his teammates to put him down. Then he took off his jersey with a smile and stared at his muscles with beautiful lines and explosive lines. He walked to Inzaji with a smile, and then scanned behind Inzaji: "Hello, Mr. Philip, hasn't Kaka come?"

"Haha, that guy didn't come, he just asked me to bring you a word."

Inzaji, who was standing beside him, obviously expected Liu Feng to ask this question and smiled: "He said that he would definitely defeat you in person next time."

"Well, okay, I'm looking forward to the next fight."

When Liu Feng heard what Jiu Ye said, he was stunned at first and then thought of the direct conversation between him and Kaka on the court in this game, and couldn't help but shrugging: "Then, Mr. Philip, please allow me to call you Jiu Ye in Chinese! Please exchange jerseys with me."

"Long time, yeah? What does this mean?"

"This is the nickname given to you by Chinese fans because of their love for you, and it comes from your number Nine in Milan."

He reached out and handed out his jersey. Liu Feng solemnly took the jersey handed over by Inzaji. He respected this forward senior who was 36 years old but still had a place in Milan. He also loved Inzaji's style of ravaging the opponent's offside line with his agile running position.

"Is that so? It's very interesting. Maybe one day I'll go to China to see it and be able to train players like you. I guess the football environment there will not be too bad."

"Uh... maybe."

When both of them got each other's jerseys, a photographer carrying a camera came over, and Inzaji took the initiative to pull Liu Feng over and take a photo with him.

"Feng, you are one of the most powerful strikers I have ever met. Even Alexander is a little worse than you now. Maybe you can consider coming to Milan. I think my teammates will be looking forward to your arrival."

After taking a photo together, Inzaji revealed his inner thoughts during a chat: "We old guys are all very old. Milan needs young people now. There are still too few young people like Kaka and Alexander. If you are willing to come, I think the club will vigorously promote this matter."

"Well, thank you for your invitation to Pipo, but I haven't considered the transfer yet. I'm very happy in Piacenza. Maybe it would be better to talk about this after the season ends?"

Inzaji listened to Liu Feng's answer without missing a trace and smiled slightly: "A word is determined, Feng, Milan is a very warm club. Of course, it also has enough strength and ambitions. I think if you can come, you will definitely gain a lot."

"I know this, after all, I'm your biggest fan."

"The super fan who staged a big four-game? Hahaha... Good luck, boy!"

"Thanks."

When Inzagi smiled and walked back to the Milan players with his jersey, the embarrassment on Liu Feng's face slowly disappeared. He scored seven goals in two rounds of the game against Milan this season, which is really not like a super fan would do.

Perhaps, this is the deep love and the deep responsibility?

Shaking his head and throwing away the messy thoughts in his mind. Liu Feng remembered the date he had made with Yuan Xiao before coming to Milan. His mood suddenly became urgent. After simply dealing with the rush of reporters, he quickly returned to the locker room.

After packing up his things and saying hello to Conte, the excited Liu Feng left the stadium through the side door of San Siro with a gust of smoke.

At this moment, the joy of the senior four or the situation is no longer so important.
Chapter completed!