Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 5 If God opens his eyes... (Please collect)
Without much conversation, Chen Yufeng sat down next to Ranieri and started the press conference.

"Kante, we all know that you have just come from the French club Caen. Do you have any expectations and prospects for a new start in the Premier League?"

"Mr. Ranieri, there are rumors that it was the team's director of football, Walsh, who strongly recommended you to sign Kante many times, which led to the signing. Is the news true?"

"Do you think Kante will have a stable position in Leicester City in the new season? Or do you think Kante can contribute to the team?"

"..."

In Chen Yufeng's perception, this press conference was very fast.

He didn't even think at all, he just went through the whole process in a daze.

because……

Not a single reporter asked him any relevant questions!
Not even a single reporter is curious about his business attributes and his career that has suffered repeated defeats.

The focus of the entire press conference was on Kanter and Ranieri. He was ignored by reporters as if he was a transparent person.

In the fiercely competitive European football world, this situation is indeed something Chen Yufeng often suffers from.

The media really doesn't need some boring gossip and the pleasure of making fun of a complete loser.

The cruel football world has no need for weaklings, and they don't even deserve the chance to have their names remembered.

Chen Yufeng has adapted to this feeling.

He just sat silently and watched Ranieri and Kanter's answers with a smile.

Few people noticed that the corner of his mouth actually looked a little lonely and bitter, and the desire to achieve results was even stronger in the depths of his eyes.

He must carve out a place of his own in this glamorous sport!

Make yourself the center of attention!

Soon, the press conference came to its final moments.

Chen Yufeng, who didn't say a word, moved his mouth away from the microphone, stood up, picked up a jersey belonging to his new team, and came to the center of the podium to take a group photo with everyone.

This is the No. 66 jersey he chose before. There is nothing superfluous about it, he just hopes that the season will go smoothly.

"Crack!"

With a burst of flashes from the media, the press conference officially ended.

The media walked sparsely toward the door. Kanter put down the jersey in his hand and walked to Chen Yufeng's side.

"That feeling is uncomfortable. I hope you won't encounter it again."

Kanter came to Chen Yufeng's side with a somewhat sympathetic expression, patted Chen Yufeng's shoulder, and said something in English that was not very proficient.

Because he was short and looked thin, he also suffered many dark moments in his career. At one time, he had no future and could only work harder to catch up.

He understood quite well what Chen Yufeng had just experienced, and he could also feel Chen Yufeng's loneliness in some of his micro-expressions.

Ranieri also walked over and gently patted Chen Yufeng on the shoulder, "I hope you have a happy stay in Leicester City."

Ranieri, who has been used to failure and has experienced countless failures, is really in no mood to comfort others too much.

Moreover, his current positioning of Chen Yufeng is just a business choice.

Not long ago, after learning about Chen Yufeng's age and experience, any illusions he had about this player were shattered.

Well, it does look like a business option and nothing else.

The only thing that moved Ranieri's heart was that from the player's resume, he seemed to have a persevering character and extraordinary willpower.

This is also somewhat similar to him.

Repeated battles and repeated defeats, repeated defeats and repeated battles.

However, as a coach, the older you get and the more experience you have, the more likely your coaching ability will gradually increase.

In the words of the players...

That would be impossible.

Looking at Chen Yufeng's face, Ranieri finally stepped forward and hugged him with some distress, "If I have the opportunity, I will definitely try to give you some playing time."

"I will fight for it myself." Chen Yufeng naturally knew what Ranieri meant and said with a smile.

Chance to play?

Yes, this was indeed what he had dreamed of.But he will take these opportunities with his feet!

Ranieri was stunned for a moment, raised his brows and then smiled.

Even though he didn't believe it, he still said: "I hope so."

…………

in the afternoon.

After helping Chen Yufeng negotiate the club contract, salary and bonus, Chen Binghua said goodbye to Chen Yufeng beside the training ground.

The contract negotiations went smoothly. Given Chen Yufeng's current situation, they themselves could not expect high remuneration and bonuses.

In addition, the family itself is not short of savings and is basically financially free.

On this aspect, it naturally got over quickly.

Finally, under Vichai's smile, Chen Yufeng signed a two-year player contract with a weekly salary of [-] euros.

It includes a bonus of 15 euros for ten appearances in a single season, and a bonus clause of 50 euros after scoring five goals.

Of course, except for Chen Yufeng who thinks he can try this bonus clause.

Others must have thought it was just a line.

Seeing the indifferent expressions of Vichai and other staff members, Chen Yufeng felt that one sentence was very appropriate to describe their views on him.

If he is worth 50 euros, then 100 million euros must be the Chinese fan market behind him.

The player's ability is owed 50.

Of course, this is just how others view him now.

He will definitely not belittle himself and underestimate his current abilities and attributes!
With a reasonable basic value, and with the Bayesian Arc, he has a moat of his own!
From being uncompetitive to possessing expertise and characteristics!
"Let's train hard next. I will arrange the house and some basic daily necessities before tonight."

Seeing the increasing vicissitudes of life on his son's face, Chen Binghua felt a little distressed when he thought of his wandering career as a player without ever succeeding.

Especially after watching the press conference, my son sat beside me lonely and embarrassed for 10 minutes.

"Well, don't worry." Chen Yufeng smiled.

"Have a good relationship with the coach and don't let others bully you. If someone messes with you, hit back hard."

Chen Binghua seemed worried and said: "But don't take the initiative to stir up trouble."

"Hahaha, my ears are getting calluses from listening to it, Dad."

Chen Yufeng smiled and shook his head, but he could still feel his father's heartfelt worry and concern.

At 30 years old, he definitely doesn't need these words.

However, this may be Chinese fatherly love.

No matter how old I am, I always feel like a child and I can’t rest assured.

"Okay dad, I'm going to be late if you don't go. It's the first day of training. I don't want to be treated like a typical example by Ranieri."

Chen Yufeng waved his hand, turned around and walked away with his sneakers, leaving behind a figure behind him.

Chen Binghua also turned around and walked away. After walking a few steps, he looked back again. He looked at her for a long time.

Looking at his son's lonely figure, who was drifting away, the corners of Chen Binghua's eyes couldn't help but feel moist.

He knew that if he persisted with all his might this time, there would be a high probability of failure.

He admires his son's courage and tenacity and is deeply proud of it.

But as an old father, why wouldn't he feel distressed?

Although he was born in a well-off family, he chose the most difficult path.

"If God opens his eyes, let him succeed once, just once."

Chen Binghua, who had never prayed to gods or Buddha or been superstitious in his life, now began to pray in his heart that God would open his eyes.

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