Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 285 The hype in Asian football! An $800 million endorsement for generations! League progresses, European competition resumes.
With the conclusion of the fourth round of the Asian qualifiers for the 2022 FIFA World Cup.

All eyes in Asian football are on the Chinese team.

They were incredulous at how the Chinese team, which was ranked eighth in 2015, had surpassed strong teams like South Korea and Iran to become number one in Asia in just a year and a half.

This is an absurd thing no matter how you look at it.

Was it the change brought about by superstar players, or was Perrin's tactical approach sound?

They arrived at the answer almost without thinking.

The vast majority of the reasons lie in the former.

Qin Ming's season with Wolfsburg left a deep impression on Bundesliga fans and the club, paving the way for players like Wu Lei and Zhang Xizhe.

Although it ultimately depends on individual ability, it saves a lot of trouble.

This is the benefit he brings to the other members of the national team; the more direct benefit he brings to the national team is the improvement of its strength.

Moreover, it is by no means an improvement in technical aspects, but a revolutionary impact on all aspects of the national football ecosystem, from selection criteria to competitive strength.

The Japanese magazine "Elgolaso," also known as the "bible for hardcore football fans," devoted a full fifteen pages to Qin Ming in this issue.

"First of all, it's a game-changer on the competitive level. Qin Ming averages 5+ dribbles per game with a success rate of 76%, allowing him to single-handedly tear apart the opponent's defense!"

"With him on the Chinese team, the number of key passes doubles, and his is four times the average of his teammates, which means he can extend his advantages to every teammate!"

"Like Arsenal, he has also instilled a new spirit in the Chinese team, giving them the courage to move forward again in the face of adversity and setbacks!"

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"Secondly, his restructuring of the Chinese football ecosystem: According to official FIFA data, after Qin Ming transferred to Arsenal, the number of registered football schools in China increased by 417%!"

"What terrifying data is this?"

"Furthermore, the quality of the Chinese Super League today has improved significantly. With the large influx of foreign players and the rule requiring a certain percentage of players under the age of 23, young players have been given opportunities to develop, which has also allowed the league to develop healthily!"

"Attendance rates for China League One, China League Two, school leagues, city leagues, and more are continuously increasing!"

"Qin Ming's international influence is already approaching that of Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi, but his influence in Chinese football will only be greater, and beyond people's imagination!"

"He also gives more players the opportunity to play abroad and learn football in a better environment. Even if they can't become professional players, the experience they gain will contribute to the development of Chinese football!"

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"In conclusion, players like Qin Ming essentially transform the national team from an '11-man team' into a 'one super core player plus ten optimal solutions' core system!"

"He will change and reshape a nation's football DNA, becoming a dream template for street children and a tactical belief for the national team. This influence will not fade until the end of his career!"

"It might even transcend the realm of sports!"

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The praise from authoritative Japanese football media outlets made Asian football fans fully aware of this.

Qin Ming has become a benchmark for Asian football.

Dongqiudi: In a post-match interview, Perrin stated that West Asian referees are always involved in crucial matches, and they simply don't understand East Asian football. The AFC never responds to our protest documents, but this time we will appeal all the way to FIFA. We must restore fairness and justice to Chinese football!

Pengcheng Daily: Our lads made no mistakes, but the referee almost ruined the game! We will always stand behind the Chinese national team!

Soccer Dive: Australia 1-1 Japan. Our tactical system seemed to be countered by Australia's English style of play! But if we have a superstar player, even if the opponent sets up an impenetrable defense, we can still break through it head-on!

Iran 1-0 South Korea! We only managed three threatening shots throughout the entire match! China and Japan are improving, while we're stagnating! There are serious doubts about whether Stielike can successfully rejuvenate the national team!

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Asian media outlets rushed to report on it, and fans kept commenting.
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With four wins out of four and a total of 12 points, they have essentially secured their place in the next round!
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Having missed four World Cups from 2002 to 2018, he is finally able to participate again.
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It's still early.
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[It has to be said that Qin Ming's two free kicks were incredibly skillful; his previous dribbling was so sharp that people overlooked this aspect.]
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Didn't you see that the Uzbekistan team didn't dare to foul afterward?
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FIFA has issued a statement announcing an investigation into referee Pereira.
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Check his and his family's and friends' accounts to see if they have received any illicit funds.
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This guy's really messed up!
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Those people in West Asia are bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong.
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For many years now, tournaments like the Asian Cup have been held in West Asia. I wonder when we'll be able to host them.
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[I was just thinking about what it would be like to host the World Cup in the country.]
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[I can't believe it, but it'll definitely be awesome!]
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【.】

Because the club's schedule isn't too tight.

Qin Ming returned to China with his teammates and attended a celebration banquet, which also served as a way to reconnect with them.

"Your properties in Shenzhen must have appreciated quite a bit, right?"

At the banquet, Gao Lin leaned over and whispered something.

"Okay."

Qin Ming smiled.

With his current income, he doesn't really care about owning several houses in Shenzhen.

Unless it's a housing development.

But he still found several real estate managers to help him find better locations to continue investing.

Anyway, people will never complain about having too much money.

His money is just cold, hard numbers in the bank; he might as well take it out.

"I never thought I would have such a great chance to participate in the World Cup before I retired."

Gao Lin was somewhat moved.

"Then you'd better be disciplined for the next two years, otherwise who knows if you'll be selected after two years."

Qin Ming raised an eyebrow.

He could foresee that as Chinese football continues to evolve, the standards for the national team will become increasingly higher.

There will also be a surge of young and outstanding players.

“What you said is absolutely right!” Gao Lin nodded vigorously.

He didn't want to wait until then, only to be disappointed when he was left out of the national team.

How heartbreaking that would be.

Therefore, even if you are older now, as long as you maintain sufficient self-discipline and do not forget to improve yourself.

Putting aside the starters, the substitutes should be able to handle it.

Even if there are only occasional opportunities to appear, it's still a fulfillment of a childhood dream.

"Damn, your face looks incredibly young from the side!"

Gao Lin suddenly said, "Maybe when my daughter comes of age, you'll still be a starter on the national team."

"Your daughter is only one year old this year, right?"

Qin Ming remembered that Gao Lin's daughter had just been born last year.

"Yes, even in 17 years, you'll only be 37!"

Gao Lin smacked his lips.

“37 years old!” Qin Ming repeated, looking up at the dazzling lights at the top of the banquet hall.

What will I be like back then?

Can they maintain their current level, or will their playing style become more refined?

Thinking of this, he smiled expectantly, finished his soda, and said, "Brother Gao, remember to come cheer me on at the event. Maybe I can win the World Cup."

He said this half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Then I wait for you!"

Gao Lin, however, took it as a joke.

The World Cup Trophy.

As a child, he had fantasized about lifting it, but as he grew older...

This dream has long been extinguished by reality.

Upon returning to London, it was already October 13th, two days before the 8th round of the Premier League.

Qin Ming took a day to adjust to the time difference.

On October 14th, I arrived at the Kearney training facility, and my teammates gradually returned as well.

Chile beat Peru 2-1, and Spain beat Albania 2-0. Sanchez, Morata, and others seemed to be in good spirits.

England were held to a 0-0 draw by Slovenia.

However, Arsenal has few English players, with only a handful including Gibbs.

"The next game is against Swansea. Let's have some team training first to see how you're doing."

Wenger looked relaxed.

Arsenal didn't have many injuries during this international break; Mertesacker suffered a thigh injury and Ramsey pulled a shoulder strain, neither of which were serious.

Moreover, Arsenal's opponents this month are not very strong.

The intra-team training match went very smoothly.

Although we hadn't seen each other for half a month, our teamwork hadn't diminished much.

Morata, in particular, for some reason, has become even more energetic.

"What's wrong with Alvaro? Did he break up with his girlfriend?"

Qin Ming asked curiously.

"No, it was just a national team match, I only played a small part of it."

Morata just couldn't accept it.

They won against Chelsea and performed well themselves.

But the national team coach still chose Diego Costa.

This infuriated him, and he resolved to continue working hard to seize the starting position.

"Qin, if you were on our national team, I would definitely be a starter!"

Morata made a firm promise.

Fun fact: Qin can cooperate very well with any striker.

Cazorla leaned closer and said in a cheeky tone.

"Haha! That's true!"

The other teammates also started laughing.

10 month 15 day.

The Emirates Stadium was packed with people.

After a two-week international break, the Arsenal players were itching to get back to club life.

They want to see their home team win all the way.

"A key match in the 8th round of the 2016/17 Premier League season has begun!"

Arsenal host Swansea!

“阿森纳近5场英超对阵斯旺西仅1次取胜，其余4战1平3负！”

Swansea have remained unbeaten in just four away games at the Emirates Stadium, with three wins and one draw!

"This is the 22nd meeting between the two sides in history. Arsenal has a slight advantage with 10 wins, 3 draws and 8 losses. Wenger continues to field the starting lineup that has been on a winning streak recently!"

"Let's see if the international break will affect this match!"

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"Wow! Arsenal are very aggressive from the start! Sanchez crosses from the byline, Morata's shot from the left side of the penalty area is saved by Fabianski!"

on the field.

Qin Ming stretched his back; the two matches with the national team hadn't put much strain on him.

There were quite a few injuries in the second game.

But since he had the cheat code, he only needed to spend 5 points to fully recover.

It just takes a while to get used to the pace of the Premier League.

"Let's use him as a starting point!"

Qin Ming looked up at Ki Sung-yong, who was also his old rival.

This guy wasn't in great form today, probably due to the high intensity of national team matches and his own age.

“Okay!” Cazorla nodded.

He was matched up against Ki Sung-yueng, and it was quite obvious.

"Arsenal's control is indeed not as good as last month. Swansea's counter-attack just now was quite threatening, and Fer's shot from the edge of the penalty area went slightly over!"

"Hey! Look at Arsenal's wing play, Bellerin looks like he's got a rocket booster!"

"Pass it to Sanchez and then walk back into the penalty area!"

"Sanchez lobbed the ball towards the center of the penalty area, but Amat failed to clear it!"

"Morata got a bargain!"

"Great! Arsenal take the lead in the 38th minute!"

The Emirates Stadium suddenly erupted in excitement. Arsenal fans were truly surprised; while they were still trying to create chances, their opponents had handed them one.

No wonder people often say that competitions are all about who makes fewer mistakes.

Morata lifted Sanchez into the air, admitting that he had more opportunities at Arsenal than at Juventus.

Because the two wingers who were ranked in the top ten of the Ballon d'Or are just too amazing!
"That's exactly the feeling I wanted!"

Morata's confidence soared instantly, and he believed he could compete for the Premier League Silver Boot.

As for why it wasn't the Golden Boot award...

"Qin!"

Morata extended his right hand, gave Qin Ming a high five, and then said, "Come on!"

"Not bad!"

Qin Ming also praised him with a smile.

Although Morata's physique is average and he is not yet fully adapted to the Premier League, his positioning needs to be more agile.

Now I've secured a key position in the team.

This left Giroud relegated to the bench.

This is not good news for Giroud, who wants to go further in the national team and whose career is on the rise.

But that's sometimes how reality is.

Whoever is suitable should be chosen.

The game starts again.

Qin Ming jumped and changed direction, once again nutmegging Ji Sung-yong.

"Don't let him break through!"

Britton shouted sternly.

Ki Sung-yong gritted his teeth and pulled Qin Ming down.

It's impossible to catch up if you try to chase after them.

The only option left is to foul.

"I'm quite familiar with free kicks from this position."

Qin Ming squinted and examined it; it was very similar to the first free kick he took against Uzbekistan.

However, when he chopped the ball towards the upper right corner...

Former Arsenal goalkeeper Fabianski is much better than the Uzbek goalkeeper. He stretched out his body and made a one-handed save, pushing the ball out of bounds.

"As expected, it's impossible to score a free kick easily in the Premier League."

Qin Ming wasn't too disappointed.

"If we can contain him, we still have a chance!"

Fabianski clenched his fist and roared.

He lost his starting position due to injury and had to leave Arsenal in order to secure regular playing time.

To be honest, I'm definitely not happy about it.

"Come on, come on!" The Swansea players were energized by this save.

But Swansea failed to find any chances until the end of the first half, and instead, the increasingly aggressive Arsenal created chaos in their penalty area.

The 70th minute of the game.

Kante intercepted the ball outside the penalty area and immediately looked for Qin Ming on the wing.

"WOW!" The Emirates Stadium erupted in chaos.

Qin Ming glanced at Barrow, who had been beaten, and without giving Norton a chance to help defend, cut directly to the middle.

Ki Sung-yueng's defensive response was quite quick.

Thud! Qin Ming feinted and cut inside again, but actually spiked the ball to the left.

The space has been created.

Seeing the ball already within shooting range, Qin Ming swung his left foot and fired a shot.

Bang! The football flew at high speed toward the goal. Before Arsenal fans could even sigh in frustration after seeing Fabianski make another successful save, a shiny bald head appeared.

Who?
Morata.

This guy appeared at the bargain spot again, giving it a light head shake.

The ball went in!
"Two goals!"

This was Morata's first brace since joining Arsenal.

"I felt my shooting accuracy was pretty good. Could it be that the game against Uzbekistan ruined my touch?"

Qin Ming glanced at the goal, puzzled.

Fabianski looked quite frustrated. He made a very good save, but the only flaw was that he didn't make it far enough or that it went out of bounds.

This gave Morata a chance to snag a bargain.

Dongqiudi: The 8th round of the Premier League has ended. Arsenal defeated Swansea 2-0, with Morata scoring twice! Qin Ming's streak of scoring in seven consecutive league matches has come to an end!
The Sun: Other Premier League strikers can finally breathe a sigh of relief as the 2015-16 Premier League top scorer, who holds the Premier League goalscoring record, has finally slowed his progress!
The Mirror: After scoring twice from free kicks, will Chinese player Qin Ming's goal drought in this match affect his performance?
Is the Mirror trying to get another lawyer's letter?
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[Actually, that's not entirely wrong; not scoring a single goal is also a goal drought.]
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[Next match is against Monaco; I hope to score a few more goals in the Champions League.]
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That kid from Monaco has been performing well in Ligue 1 lately.
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[Another team known for its youthful energy and dynamic style.]
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[Lemar, Mbappe, Bernardo Silva, and others are all very talented young players.]
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If Monaco performs well this season, several of their promising young players will likely be poached by top clubs next season.
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Does Arsenal need it?
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Arsenal needs to replace their defense, not these players.
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There aren't many good full-backs in football right now. I actually think Monreal and Bellerin are pretty good, at least they fit the overall system well.
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Arsenal's squad definitely has the ability to challenge for the Champions League title.
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Before the match against Monaco, Qin Ming and Barnett met with Seth Koffman, PepsiCo's Senior Vice President of Marketing, again.

The two parties signed a five-year contract worth $800 million annually.

However, this does not include bonus terms.

In addition to launching the "Live For Now" series, which features advertisements starring Messi, Suarez, Aguero, and others, Best Inc.

A new series of advertisements will also be created specifically for Qin Ming.

King!

Moreover, Best Sport made even more concessions because Messi recently did not renew his contract with Barcelona, ​​withdrew from the national team one after another, and tax issues were exposed.

Qin Ming wields considerable influence not only in Asia but also in regions like Latin America.

Who can blame him for having such a samba-like playing style?

The positive effects of brands like Volkswagen and Puma inviting Qin Ming to be their brand ambassador are evident.

"I heard that Best and Messi's contract was originally going to be upgraded this year."

Qin Ming looked at Barnett and smiled, "Is it because I delayed you?"

"The people at Best aren't stupid. They know that reinvesting in Messi won't yield much profit, so they'd rather focus their efforts on you."

Barnett raised an eyebrow. "Moreover, Coca-Cola has always sponsored the Champions League, which makes it even harder for them to compete with Coca-Cola for resources. They can only find the spokesperson who has the best chance of winning the Champions League."

He spent most of the day analyzing it from a business perspective.

"Okay. I'm going to Monaco tomorrow, so let's postpone the FIFA cover shoot until the end of the month."

Qin Ming was initially feeling a bit tired, but then he saw the string of numbers on the contract.

Not bad.

“However, endorsing this carbonated beverage would draw criticism from fans for being unhealthy, so I spoke with Best Inc. and asked them to allow us to emphasize the concept of ‘sugar-free cola’ in the advertisements.”

Barnett is very meticulous.

He was considering not only brand benefits, but also Qin Ming's public image.

"Ah."

Qin Ming really hadn't expected this.

But is sugar-free Coke really that good? Aside from occasionally drinking beer, Coke isn't on his drink menu.

He plans to go back and give it a try.

10 month 18 day.

Buzz!
Qin Ming sat in the noisy helicopter, looking out at the azure, shimmering sea.

They are on their way to Monaco.

Monaco is located in southwestern Europe, surrounded by France on three sides and bordered by the Mediterranean Sea to the south.

The total area is 2.08 square kilometers, of which 0.5 square kilometers are reclaimed land.

The Louis II Stadium, which they were going to, was located in the Fontvier district, which was built on reclaimed land.

"I've heard that Monaco has many celebrities?"

Qin Ming asked, wearing headphones.

"Yes! Monaco is a gathering place for the world's rich and famous, and it is probably the micro-country with the highest density of celebrities."

Wenger knows Monaco quite well.

Because he coached at Monaco from 1987 to 1994.

Seven minutes later, the helicopter that took off from Nice landed on the helipad.

Qin Ming bent over and ran quickly into the distance. Only when he could no longer feel the suction from above did he look at the stadium in the northeast.

"It looks like it's only 500 meters."

He shouted at Morata.

"It's quite close. I've heard there are a lot of fun things to do around here. How about we go out for a while tonight?"

Morata rubbed his hands together.

Among professional athletes, quite a few enjoy gambling; some treat it as a pastime, while others are addicted.

"Let's talk after the game!"

Monaco is on a roll lately, making great strides in the league. Arsenal, aiming for first place in their group, cannot afford to relax for a moment.

Otherwise, even if they have a better goal difference than Atletico Madrid after losing to Monaco, they still have one away game left.

"All right!"

Morata also knew what was important and what was urgent.

"Hey, have you guys noticed? There aren't any paparazzi here!"

When Qin Ming goes out, he often looks back and sees several paparazzi wearing baseball caps and holding cameras.

But I didn't actually see it here.

"Monaco places great importance on privacy protection. Paparazzi need a permit to take photos, and violators can be fined up to 50 euros."

Wenger explained.

He looked around at the surrounding scenery, but he could no longer see the scenes from his memory.

"Qin, would you like to walk with me?"

Wenger extended an invitation.

"Of course!"

Qin Ming quite enjoyed taking walks with the professor. When they went to Cambridge and the training base, he could always hear the passage of time in the professor's words.

"Then take them to the hotel first."

After speaking with the team leader, Wenger walked towards the distant seaside, where rows of luxurious buildings stood.

“I remember when I first came to Monaco, I lived in an apartment in that area. There was only a bed, a sofa and a TV in it, and clothes were scattered everywhere.”

Wenger pointed to the building that showed no signs of age, "We won the first round 3-1, and then went on a 12-game unbeaten run, which laid a solid foundation for winning the title."

"Mr. Wenger!"

"Mr. Wenger!"

People often greeted the professor on the street, and he would respond with a light smile and a nod.

Qin Ming listened quietly as the professor recounted his experience.

In those simple words, he heard the voice of young idealists, the twilight of idealism, and unfinished changes.

The two stopped in front of the Louis II Stadium.

Wenger's eyes drifted back to when he first arrived in Monaco, when the stadium was still shrouded in a salty, damp atmosphere.

Prince Albert II had just inherited the mantle of a bobsleigh athlete and had not yet donned the crown.

The roar of F1 engines is far less piercing than it is today.

He brought a Japanese dictionary and a training plan copied from Strasbourg, presenting the 4-4-2 formation to the skeptical players like a wine list.

“You guys can kick like a sunset on the French Riviera,”

He repeated those words to Qin Ming.

“This is what I told Holder before, meaning that it has the strength of England and the elegance of France, but you have to add the creativity of Brazil.”

Wenger smiled.

However, there was a hint of bitterness in his smile. After leading Monaco to victory, the shadow of money began to devour football.

Parisian conglomerates and Milanese big spenders are all vying for a piece of the action, while Monaco's board members are counting casino receipts and debating whether or not to sell George Weah.

"It seems we can't retain anyone."

Wenger recalled his inner monologue after losing to AC Milan in the 1994 Champions League semi-final.

That day he went to the team's trophy room and saw his face in the mirror; the wrinkles seemed to outnumber the empty spaces in the cabinet.

On the day he left office, he drove alone around the port of Monaco, where the masts of yachts stood like a forest.

One of the ships is unloading a Lamborghini belonging to a Russian tycoon.

The radio broadcast a statement from the Monaco board: "Mr. Wenger's philosophy is incompatible with the club's."

He rolled down the car window, intending to throw the stack of handwritten training notes into the sea, but then thought better of it and stuffed them back into his pocket.

These scientific ideas about youth training camps and nutrition were later known in London as "the professor's revolution."

"Old people tend to get sentimental; in your country, there's an idiom: 'to feel emotions upon seeing a scene.'"

Wenger has a good talent for languages; ever since Qin Ming came to Arsenal, he has had a dictionary of Chinese idioms in his bag.

"The scene evoked my emotions."

Qin Ming corrected him.

Actually, he empathized with the situation to some extent.

Because he is a time traveler, he occasionally experiences a strange emotion when he sees those old scenes.

I strolled around Monaco with the professor.

Qin Ming randomly chose a direction to experience the local customs and culture.

"Hey, isn't this Verstappen? What's he doing in Monaco?"

Qin Ming remembers that the Monaco Grand Prix ended in May.

"Hey bro, can I get your autograph?"

However, he used to enjoy watching F1 and was very impressed with Verstappen.

why?
Verstappen's nickname is "Car," because he drives a race car to work and a simulator after get off work.

He's probably the world's biggest car addict.

"Qin!" Verstappen was slightly surprised, but then he immediately understood when he thought about the Champions League schedule.

He watches football games regularly.

My favorite teams are Barcelona and PSV Eindhoven.

The current full-back for PSV Eindhoven is Qin Ming's teammate on the national team.

"The Spanish Grand Prix in May was fantastic!"

Qin Ming said with a smile.

"Not bad, not bad." Verstappen's eyes held a hint of admiration. As the Japanese media had previously analyzed, Qin Ming's influence was gradually crossing over into other circles.

In the world of sports, a 17-year-old minor has delivered phenomenal performances for Wolfsburg, breaking records one after another.

This made him an idol for many young people in the sports world.

Verstappen was no exception; while watching the game, he would sometimes wonder if he could make a name for himself at such a young age, like Qin Ming.

It looks very promising now.

Because in the final stages of the Spanish Grand Prix in May, he held off Ferrari driver Kimi Räikkönen's pursuit.

He won a race in his first appearance for Red Bull Racing, breaking Sebastian Vettel's record for the youngest race winner and becoming the youngest race winner in F1 history.

What a magnificent sight!
"Qin, could you sign my autograph on my helmet? I'm going upstairs to get it now!"

Verstappen completely forgot what Qin Ming had said earlier.

"Then I'll wait for you here."

Qin Ming was both amused and exasperated. He had come to ask for an autograph, but instead, he was the one asking for one.

It seems they underestimated their own influence.

"Tsk tsk!" Qin Ming enjoyed the feeling of being worshipped by Verstappen.

"Qin!"

A few seconds after Verstappenkuku ran away, a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle walked out of the "Mada One" restaurant next door.

Qin Ming looked in the direction of the sound and clicked his tongue again, thinking to himself that Monaco was indeed a place where it was easy to run into celebrities.

"Kyrian?"

"You know my name?"

Mbappe made the same expression as Verstappen, his eyes practically overflowing with admiration.

"How could I not know? You're super popular lately."

Qin Ming assumed a shooting stance. "What are you doing here?"

Mbappe was overjoyed. After a moment, he finally reacted and pointed to the restaurant next door, saying, "Oh! I love this restaurant. I come here all the time when I have nothing to do!"

"Very good, very good."

Qin Ming nodded, and just as he was about to continue chatting with Mbappe, Verstappen ran over breathlessly, only to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Qin Ming was still there.

"Qin, could you please sign this here? I think it will bring me good luck."

Verstappen handed over a gold marker and pointed to the edge of the helmet's chin guard.

This thing can be disassembled.

That way, even if you change your helmet in the future, your signature will still be updated.

"Okay, you can sign my autograph later too, Killian, you too."

Qin Ming smiled as he accepted the marker and signed his artistic name: KING!

He was also wishing Verstappen could become the king of F1.

"Let's all work hard to achieve this goal."

Qin Ming pulled up his shirt hem, gesturing for Verstappen to sign, and after both of them had signed, he also signed for Mbappe.

The three exchanged contact information.

"Good luck at the Brazilian Grand Prix in November, and good luck tomorrow too!"

As they parted, Qin Ming waved and nodded slightly to the two of them.

"I will!"

"Me too!"

Verstappen held his helmet with one hand, feeling a surge of power coursing through his body.

Mbappe too.

Moreover, he wanted to do more, because as a fellow professional player, he not only regarded Qin Ming as an idol, but also as a target for challenge.

(End of this chapter)