"Okay, stop."

Looking at the players of the Red Team who were panting and red in their eyes just thirty minutes, Xu Genbao knew that the game was no longer necessary to continue, so he blew a whistle to indicate that the training match could end early.

Soon, a group of players surrounded Xu Genbao.

However, this time, the atmosphere seemed very quiet. Except for Liu Feng, who was worried about whether he was acting too ruthless, everyone lowered their heads and dared not look at Xu Genbao standing in the middle.

This old man has spent countless energy on cultivating them over the years, but they are acting in a mess at this moment.

"Everyone raises his head, this is normal. You face it. But China has never produced a super genius for hundreds of years." Xu Genbao sighed and knew that he would not speak anymore. These young people who were obviously not yet mature in their minds could really be autistic.

"Uh..." Liu Feng also realized what he needed to say. He stood beside Xu Genbao and waved his hand, but the more he said, the more he felt that he should not speak: "Everyone, you have performed very well..."

"Okay, okay, don't be depressed. It's not unfair to lose to Liu Feng. I have discussed it with Liu Feng. Now you can sign and take a photo together." After clapping his hands, Xu Genbao tried to bring the atmosphere in the area: "It won't be overdue."

After Xu Genbao finished speaking, the staff beside him brought a marker to Liu Feng.

The awkwardness of the young people always passes quickly, not to mention just a game. After a while of autism, although the players did not look as enthusiastic as they were at the beginning, the players actively flocked to Liu Feng.

Xu Genbao is right. Liu Feng is now the most successful player in Chinese football, and he is still so young. His future is even hard to imagine.

There is a chance to have close contact with him at this moment, and if you miss it, you may really never have a chance again.

So, the sidelines finally became lively again for a while. Liu Feng patiently signed the jerseys handed over to the players. He did not have the cold and fearful momentum on the court, but instead seemed very easy-going.

In the end, Wu Lei finally ran to Liu Feng with his jersey: "Brother Feng, you are really amazing. I am so much different from you..."

"You are very good, too."

Proficiently signing Wu Lei's jersey, Liu Feng smiled and took out a Piacenza uniform that he had prepared in advance from the bag Li Peng had just handed him: "This jersey is for you to train well, and play well, and you can become very powerful in the future."

"Yeah! Thank you Brother Feng." Wu Lei was very surprised to get a Liu Feng jersey. After taking the jersey, he was frustrated and his eyes looked at Liu Feng again, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit: "I will work harder in the future!"

"good!"

The lively autographs finally ended. After Liu Feng signed the autographs for all the players who wanted to sign, an hour had passed, and the players of the East Asian team were very satisfied.

Afterwards, Liu Feng packed up his things and walked out of the court with Li Peng and Xu Genbao.

"Old Xu, no need to send it to us, we can just go back by ourselves."

The three of them walked through the player passage and entered the office area. They were about to reach the gate. Liu Feng turned around and signaled that the old senior could stop.

"I, alas..." But Xu Genbao seemed to have something to say, and for a moment he seemed to want to speak but stopped.

"Do you have something to do? "Are you happy to help me?" At this point, Liu Feng still didn't understand that the old senior wanted to ask him for something but was embarrassed to speak: "Don't worry, as long as I can do it, I'm happy to help."

"That's right, Xiaofeng, you saw it today. Although these guys are pretty good in China, the gap with you and Europe is still very obvious."

"So, I want to ask you something, can you arrange a few kids to go to Piacenza for a trial."

After Xu Genbao stood still, he looked at Liu Feng seriously: "Don't worry, it's just a trial training, not asking you to stuff people inside. I really have no connections there, so you can see if you can help. If it doesn't work, we won't force it."

Looking at Xu Genbao who was cautious in his words, Liu Feng could feel the expectation in the old man's heart and voluntarily sending his talented players abroad. This is not something that any team coach can do. Xu Laowei can only be the future of the players.

How could Liu Feng bear to refuse such a senior? And he does have this ability: "Old Xu, the players in the first team are all very saturated, and..."

Halfway through, Xu Genbao understood what Liu Feng meant, and his team members obviously did not meet the standards of Piacenza's first team.

"However, I can still arrange the trial training for the reserve team, but it may take a long time to play in the first team after passing it."

Liu Feng said as he took out a pen and paper and wrote Francini's phone on it: "This is the coach when I first went to Piacenza. Now he is the club's consultant. He is a very responsible coach. As long as you can pass the trial, you don't have to worry about the development and progress of the players."

"Okay, I understand." After taking the note handed over by Liu Feng, Xu Genbao thanked: "Thank you, Xiao Feng. With your example for setting up a role for Chinese football, I think there will definitely be more players who are willing to play overseas in the future."

"I hope so."

Shaking his head, Liu Feng expected that all the coaches in China would be as upright as Xu Genbao in front of him. If this is true, why can't Chinese football rise? Unfortunately, there are more maggots like Sun Shaobo.

"I will say hello to Mr. Francini in advance, and I will also go and see it if I have the chance."

"Yeah, OK."

With the wish in his heart satisfied, Xu Genbao became transparent, and his smile when he just met Liu Feng again appeared on his face: "When will we have a chance, let's have a meal together and have a good chat."

"Okay!" Nodded, waved goodbye to Mr. Xu, and Liu Feng got into the car that had already started outside: "Mr. Xu, please go back."

The vehicle drove away from the Genbao base, and the only thing that Liu Feng had in Shanghai was left was the opening of "Fengwei Pavilion". After he finished his work, he could officially go home.

Three days later, he waved goodbye to Chen Xu and Li Peng from the airport. Liu Feng boarded the plane back to Wancheng. After leaving his hometown for a year, he heard the news of his destination coming on the plane that he felt ripples in his heart.

A busy year passed quickly and we were finally home.
Chapter completed!