Football: 100 million simulations, I have become the king of football.

Chapter 340: The Future Is Yours!!

Su Long saw the ccVV four typing of the microphone in her hand at a glance, this is the big guy.

Su Long then remembered that cVV had reached a plan with the club before, and would record a show together tomorrow, which could not help but give face.

Su Long pushed away the other crowded sweaters and directly faced the girl in the long blue and white dress.

“What do you want to ask, ask.”

The girl was still a little flattered, and her big clear eyes stared at Su Long for a second before she spoke, and it seemed that she had only been doing this for a few days.

“Me…”

“Well, yes!”

Su Long replied firmly, and the other reporters cast a look of jealousy.

“I’m Xu Siyue, a reporter for cVV, how do you feel about following the team back to Longguo to see your fans at this moment?”

“Well, I feel very happy, the fans are very enthusiastic, more than I thought.”

“How is your recovery from injury?”

“My injury has almost recovered, and now I can walk, but the ball game can’t be mentioned, and it depends on the situation!”

Spell.

Su Long and other players and executives were interviewed by a crowd, and the sky was completely dark.

The streetlights on the side of the road lit up, and the high-level said a word, and everyone began to withdraw from the battlefield.

The next day’s activities went on as scheduled, and after the match and exchange, we came to the CCTV program, and the Manchester City players came to the youth training site of Longguo and watched some children’s football matches.

The purpose of the recording of the program is to let people see the future of Dragon Country football, and the future lies in this group of children on the court.

Under the video camera, Manchester City players personally came on the field to interact with the children, teaching some practical tips.

Su Long knew in his heart that his injury had actually recovered almost completely, and he also came to the field to show some simple actions for the children’s door.

The reporter of the program group sat enthusiastically to broadcast the news.

“We can see that this is the hope for the future of Longguo football, and this group of children is the main force of the future national football team!”

‘We are now at the academy of the Dragon Country professional team, and we can see that many of Manchester City’s professional players are personally on the field to teach the children technical movements and enter football to seek knowledge.

“Among them, there is no shortage of a new generation of ball kings born and raised in our dragon land, Su Long!” His body is already eager to play with the children before it has fully recovered! ”

At this time, the camera switched over, aiming at Su Long, who was playing with the children and playing monkeys, who was just teaching technical movements, and in the blink of an eye, he had entered the ‘actual battle’…

Su Long is unaware of the twisting of the camera and is immersed in the joy of the moment…

It took a long time for the camera to switch.

“The kids still seem to love Manchester City, and many of them are big fans of Manchester City!”

The academy players are all going all out to show their hands in front of their idols and play very seriously…

Finally, Su Long said a word of encouragement to the young children and prepared to leave.

Although they are very reluctant, but the show time has also arrived.

Before leaving, Su Long met a young Dragon Country professional player, how does it feel familiar to look at the face?

“What’s your name?” How old is it? ”

Su Long asked at the player, who looked very young.

The young man looked very proud, patted his chest and said confidently, “My name is Wu Lei, this year fourteen!” ”

Su Long suddenly realized that it was him.

“Entering the profession at such a young age, your future is very good, and the future Dragon National Team will depend on you!”

“Really?”

“Haha no problem, believe me, believe in yourself!”

Su Long gently patted the teenager’s shoulder…