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Chapter 23 Starlight Does Not Ask the Travelers

A goal brings a point, and the system points become 5.

After scoring four consecutive games, some people still say that Yang Feng was lucky or sick.

Even if it's a neuropathy knife, the time for him to lose his nerve is much longer than other neuropathy.

Stevens naturally praised Yang Feng at the press conference after the game, and he did not forget to create a Bole personality for himself.

"The first time I saw him was the youth team playing. His fast speed and sharp movement made it hard for me not to notice him. Although he was a little uncomfortable at first, he was obviously getting better and better. Well... Did you say anything to him at halftime? Of course I did, I helped him as much as I could, that's what I should do, glad he listened..."

Coach Libison also mentioned Yang Feng, "When people mention young players, they always like to emphasize his potential, but I want to say that Yang's strength is already very good. If he continues to improve, I really can't imagine How strong will he be?"

Life is low-key, and the scene is bright, especially from obscurity to sudden explosion, an inspirational label must not be escaped.

The next day, Yang Feng accepted an exclusive interview under the arrangement of the club.

The interviewer is Zhang Li, a reporter for the domestic "Sports Weekly" and "Football Weekly". This gentleman graduated from BJ University and has been stationed in Germany for football reports and interviews for a long time. He has made outstanding contributions to the establishment of friendly relations between Chinese football and German football among the people. .

In the era when the Internet was not well developed, Zhang Li's articles for "Football Weekly" were one of the important ways for Chinese fans to get in touch with and understand the international football world. I already wanted to interview him, but I didn't expect to be able to do so until now.

"Hello, Yang Feng." Zhang Li stretched out his hand from a distance, and the excitement on his face was obvious.

From Yang Chen to Xie Hui, from Shao Jiayi to Song Junmin, Germany has always been one of the important copies of Chinese players studying abroad, but no one has ever had a starting point as high as Yang Feng's, and even looking at the whole of Asia, it is difficult to find one A player who has reached this height at the age of 17.

Hearing the familiar mother tongue, Yang Feng also felt a long-lost kindness, and stretched out his hand: "Hello."

Zhang Li was afraid that Yang Feng might have a German name that he hadn't found out, so he asked, "What should I call you? Can I just call you Yang Feng?"

"Of course," Yang Feng pointed, "Sit."

"Thank you," Zhang Li sat down, took out the recorder and signaled, "Shall I start now?"

"it is good."

"Let's just be old-fashioned, first congratulate you for scoring another goal, and then talk about the feeling of starting for the first time?"

"Nothing special, just play, run hard, score a goal, and call it a day," Yang Feng said, "It's almost like everyone clocking in to work."

"Are you saying that all this is normal for you?" Zhang Li smiled, "You probably don't know how great you have achieved now."

"It's not about the results," Yang Feng said, "Scoring goals is the striker's job, I just did what I should do."

"Ok."

Zhang Li quickly wrote down a key word in his small notebook, modest.

After thinking about it, I added a question mark after it.

"This is your fourth year in Germany, right? Do you usually miss home?"

"Of course, it did feel lonely at first, but now I'm getting used to it."

"Do you have a girlfriend? What kind of girl do you like?"

"No, it's eye-catching."

"Who is your idol? What are your hobbies? Do your parents support you in playing football?"

"I like a lot of players, but to say that I have risen to the level of an idol... I don't think I have. I like football. My parents support me very much, and I hope to become their pride one day."

"You are their pride now, do you have anything to say to the domestic fans?"

"Thank you for your support. I will work hard and live seriously. I hope you will do the same."

"What is the goal at this stage?"

"Goal, goal, goal."

"What's the secret to your success?"

"Am I considered successful? If it's the right thing...Train hard and cherish every opportunity on the court... Doesn't it look funny when I say this sentence?" After all, for a long time, wasting opportunities Almost the most eye-catching label on him.

"of course not…"

Hearing this, Zhang Li quietly jotted down a few more words, "I can see it openly", but after thinking about it, I crossed it out again, and re-wrote a few words: "Evaluate in the unexpected world", "Dare to face up to shortcomings".

"The next game is going to be against Bayern Munich. Do you have any requirements for yourself, or do you have any expectations?"

"Play, score, win."

"It's almost there." Zhang Li looked at the time, then looked at his shorthand notebook, "Finally, is there any motto you particularly like that you can share with your fans?"

"The stars live up to the passers-by."

It's ironic for a person who can get ahead by cheating to say this, but Zhang Li's heart was moved.

There is a title for this issue.

In short, after simple contact, Yang Feng gave Zhang Li the impression that he didn't seem to have a very personal appearance, but he didn't seem to be particularly honest. On the whole, he was healthy and uplifting, and the interview was completed smoothly and happily.

Consecutive goals bring about an improvement in status, and Yang Feng can clearly feel this when he walks into the training base again.

Even the doorman had a smile on his face when he said hello.

Before he could change into his training clothes, the phone rang.

Looking at the name on it, Yang Feng's face was a little weird.

Schalke sporting director, Helter.

"Yang, why didn't your damn agent answer my call?"

"... Is there such a possibility that he is in arrears?"

Helter's voice was very cautious, "This is a very serious question, and this is not the time for joking."

"Okay," Yang Feng said, "He told me that he won't answer your calls until the end of the season."

"Yang, you can't do this!" Helt said anxiously.

Yang Feng corrected: "It's him, not me."

"Then tell him, let him come to the office to find me," Helter's voice was firm, "tell him, I agree to his terms!"

Helter had to admit his mistake. Song Junmin's experience did not apply to his compatriot, because in just a few days, three Chinese companies have come to discuss business sponsorship, and the annual salary of 200 million is nothing.

"I'll tell him..."

Domestically, before Sunday's focus match, the new issue of "Football Weekly" actually caused a wave of panic buying, which is unimaginable now that the Internet is becoming more and more developed.

The reason is just because of a cover.

The picture above is the picture of Yang Feng kicking a Coke bottle to pieces. Everyone is tired of seeing it on the Internet, and some people have even turned it into a computer desktop.

What really attracted the fans were the four characters above: Interview with Yang Feng.

To the surprise of the readers, the magazine also included a large poster of Yang Feng, which was almost exactly the same as the action on the cover, except that the Coke bottle was replaced by a football, which was the scene of Yang Feng scoring a goal on the 23rd.

I couldn't wait to turn to the interview page, and the title in bold font came into view: Starlight Lives Up to Passers-by.

What a big bowl of poisonous chicken soup.

(End of this chapter)