Lu Feng got up at 7 o'clock the next day, took football and went for his morning jog.

Near the apartment where Lufeng lives, there is a medium-sized park. Lufeng had already planned it when he returned home last night, which was where Lufeng was preparing for a morning jog.

Running with the ball, especially when Lu Feng’s legs are tied with 5 kilogram sandbags, it is particularly physically exhausting.

After running for half a circle in Lufeng Park, he felt like his legs were filled with lead and could no longer move. Lufeng had to sit on the grass and prepare to rest and run again.

An old man about 60 years old also ran by Lu Feng in the morning. When he saw Lu Feng lying on the grass, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Why are young people nowadays so weak? Is it so difficult to run?"

The old man's emotion made Lu Feng feel indescribable. I don't know if he should be angry or sad. Lu Feng really wanted to say, uncle, I still have such a heavy sandbag tied to my legs, why don't you try it?

Forget it, accept your fate, Lu Feng shook his head. It’s still not that his physical fitness is strong, and he can’t even run a lap. It’s really useless. As expected, this kind of training is correct.

After the rest, Lu Feng insisted on running for a lap, and was so tired that he walked back to the apartment slowly with the football in his arms. Compared to the fact that he trotted away with the football when he came out of the apartment, the difference was obvious.

After finally returning to the apartment, Lu Feng threw the football away and fell down on the bed like a dog, never wanting to move anymore. He couldn't figure out that he wouldn't feel too tired even if he played a 90-minute game, so how could he take the ball around the park and run around the park?

When the phone rang, Lu Feng answered the phone weakly. At this time, what Lu Feng wanted to do the most was to sleep.

"Hey, who?"

The other end of the phone was obviously surprised by Lu Feng's tone, "Have you got up yet, Lu Feng."

Lu Feng heard it, this was the voice of head coach Curry.

"No, coach, I just came back from a morning run and was a little tired."

"Will you be so tired in the morning running?" Curry's tone was full of doubts. How could he believe that professional players were so tired in the morning running?

Lu Feng was too lazy to explain the specific situation to Curry. He didn't want to reveal his personal training plan so early. He was ready to tell everyone after the training was effective and shocked his teammates on the court.

So Lu Feng avoided this topic.

"Well, it's just a morning run. By the way, coach, what's wrong with me?"

"You come to the club at 10 o'clock. The officials investigated by the Football Association are here and I want to have a conversation with you." Although Curry was curious about what Lu Feng was doing, he didn't ask much. After all, this is Lu Feng's private life.

"So fast?" Lu Feng's voice suddenly became several decibels higher.

"Do you think that the outside world is so concerned about this matter now that the Football Association dares not delay it. Besides, it will not be of any benefit to you if you continue. Do you want to play the game forever?" Curry's voice was concerned.

"By the way, do you know what to say when facing the Football Association officials?"

"I know." Lu Feng said subconsciously. "Shift the responsibility and push all the responsibility to the other party."

"No, first of all, you must be sincere, then you must admit your mistakes, and finally you must be blamed on the other party. Because according to the evidence, both parties have responsibilities, and it is not good to blindly shirk responsibility."

"I understand, coach, I'm ready to come here." Lu Feng suddenly turned over on the sofa. Unfortunately, compared with the sofa and the bed, the space was much smaller. Lu Feng fell directly to the ground after turning over.

"Ouch." Lu Feng screamed, and his cell phone flew out of his hand and fell far away.

Lu Feng hurriedly endured the pain and went to check the phone. Fortunately, it had not broken yet and the screen of the phone was not broken. It was so dangerous. After taking the phone, he saw that Curry had not hung up the phone, and Curry's voice came from the phone.

"What's wrong, Lu Feng."

"It's okay, coach." Lu Feng replied hurriedly. "I just fell down on the sofa by accident."

Curry suddenly fell silent. It seemed that he was speechless to Lu Feng.

"Be careful, you are an athlete, be careful in your daily life and don't hurt yourself."

"Thank you, coach, I understand." Lu Feng hung up the phone, rubbed his left arm, and just fell from the sofa, his arm was hit hard.

After looking at the time, it was only less than 8:30. Lu Feng quickly took a shower, changed his clothes and had breakfast, and rushed to the club.

..

At this moment, on the Santos training ground, Lu Feng's teammates were training. After seeing Lu Feng, their teammates looked at Lu Feng with concern. Curry and Pedro were standing on the sidelines, supervising the players' training.

Seeing Lu Feng arrive, Curry and Pedro walk to Lu Feng's side together, and Curry speaks.

"Let's go, go to my office first. It just so happens that I have something to say to you."

"By the way, Lu Feng, I heard that you found a beautiful agent and you still have some relationship with him that I can't explain clearly." Pedro asked Lu Feng with a smile.

Lu Feng was shocked and before he could even say anything, how did they know, Lu Feng looked at Pedro suspiciously.

Pedro smiled even happier when he saw Lu Feng's expression.

"That's true. You guys are OK. In just a few days, you not only got the agent, but also the beauty. I think if Curry gave you a month off, maybe the media will be full of your gossip."

Lu Feng was so embarrassed, he asked with his nose touched.

"How did you know?"

"Hmph." Curry snorted softly. "Do you think you've kept it very well? How can you hide such a thing from a reporter? By the way, how did you offend the female reporter named Dai Weisi? He even dug up every bit of your past. The public opinion guidance these days is very unfavorable to you."

When Lu Feng heard this, he felt a headache. Sure enough, reporters are all creatures with no moral integrity, especially such female reporters. Lu Feng felt so frustrated. Didn’t he just refuse the other party’s interview? As for this kind of revenge?

"I just rejected her interview request. Maybe I was talking too much when I refused."

Lu Feng looked helpless.

Curry looked at Lu Feng and said, "I told you not to have any contact with the reporters. Now, the negative news about you reported by the media will have some impact on the Football Association's handling decision."

Lu Feng was about to defend himself when Curry's phone rang. Curry answered, and after answering twice, he turned his head and said to Lu Feng.
Chapter completed!