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World Football Program Coming Soon! !

It didn't take long to spread through Li Cheng and Li Cheng's roommates.

Most Huaxia international students at King's College are aware of the news.

Even some Chinese students who were not football fans felt a little happy and proud.

In football, the world number 1 sport, Asians have always suffered too much prejudice and humiliation.

This time, Lu Chenfeng finally gained some face for the Asians in terms of coaching!

Although it is only a fourth-tier league, as long as it exists, it is a good sign!

After the news spread.

Soon, the sound of the phone rang in the apartments of many Huaxia international students at King's College.

"Xiao Fei, did you know I was in England? Don't you watch football often? Believe it or not, our Chinese have become trainers in England!"

"Dad, isn't your brother a football coach? Just ask how hard it is for us Asians to be coaches in England!"

"Chinese football man has stood up! Nine wins in a row! She's definitely not just a family relationship, she's got something!"

"Who said a coach other than a top league is rubbish. Come and try! Moreover, he was very young, what would happen in the future was uncertain!"

"If we can see him in a higher level league in the future, it will really give us face. I won't say anything, just wait."

"..."

Many international students relayed the news back to their countries and told their father or relatives and friends who were fans.

For a time, there were many football posts and forums in the Chinese beginner period.

The post about Lu Chenfeng slowly fermented.

However, since the current Internet penetration rate is not high, only a few people with better family conditions can use it.

Moreover, Lu Chenfeng was merely the head coach of a fourth division league team.

The news did not spread massively.

Few people know that in the far corner of England, there is a head coach from China who secretly survives in a foreign land!

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Tianxia, Kyoto.

DDTV headquarters, a small office.

Duan Xuan lived in the same office as his superior, tracing the news about the post bar.

"Xiaoxuan, do you want to see this person at the event we prepared?"

The leader pointed to the post on the ancient computer screen and looked up to ask Duan Xuan.

"Good addition."

Duan Xuan nodded, "Although it's only the fourth level, but with his pioneering Chinese soccer player, there are definitely a lot of Chinese fans who want to know the story."

"Then add it."

The leader made a decision and said again: "By the way, DDTV program time is very expensive. You should press the part as much as possible, so as not to affect the original broadcast."

"Okay, I know."

Duan Xuan nodded seriously again.

They talked about the fact that DDTV5 decided to add a new program from two thousand years ago.

Football world!

This is a soccer program that was launched specifically for domestic football fans. The plan will be broadcast every Monday between 7:30 and 9:25!

"Leader, or I'll set out with someone as soon as possible, and do an understanding earlier."

Duan Xuan suggested loudly.

"OK, get ready tomorrow, and go the day after tomorrow."

The leader waved his hand, "The money will be broadcast to you at night, you must do it carefully."

"it's good!"

Duan Xuan turned around and left the headquarters, and returned to improve the preparations.

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Two days later.

night time.

Duan Xuan, the main host of the World Football Program, along with reporters and photographers finally arrived in Morecambe, a small town in the northwest of England.

Shortly after, the group got off the bus at a relatively distant place.

"Sister Xuan, are we too anxious? We need to rest now."

A companion reporter asked.

"Let's see first."

While rushing towards Morecambe's training base, Duan Xuan said; "The main reason is that they have a League Cup match against a League Two side tomorrow. I think I can communicate with them today, and I can report the match in person tomorrow. It's a game."

"That's it, then go in."

The escort reporter nodded and followed Duan Xuan towards the training base.

As soon as they made their way to the gates of the Morecambe training base, the guards in charge of guarding the Morecambe training base stopped them.

"What are you doing here?"

The guard at the Morecambe training base was an old man with a somewhat unfriendly tone.

At this moment, what are so many people trying to do here?

"Hello, we are reporters from Huaxia DDTV5. We are planning to create a new football program and would like to interview the team's head coach, Lu Chenfeng."

Duan Xuan could speak English fluently and immediately replied.

"Huaxia? Fellow wind?"

The old man's guard's eyes moved slightly, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then wait a moment, I'll call you. I wonder if Feng will be home."

"Okay, thank you."

Duan Xuan thanked him and looked at the old man expectantly.

The old man turned around and went back to the little clerk, and dialed the home phone number on the table.

Immediately, the phone connected, and a tired voice sounded.

"What's wrong?"

"Zach, are you going to be there in the office?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Have the wind gone? There's a reporter from their country at the door who wants to see him."

"I'm not leaving. I'm gonna go up and ask if I can see a reporter."

"it's good."

The old man's guard held the phone and waited.

Shortly after, Zach's voice sounded again.

"Wind let them in."

"understood."

The old man's guard nodded, put down the phone, and looked at Duan Xuan and his entourage, "You haven't left yet, you enter, go straight, and find the administration building with the lights on."

"it's good!"

Duan Xuan immediately brought the reporters and photographers and walked gallantly towards the training headquarters.

Not long after they walked, they saw a small administrative building with lights on.

"It should be here."

Duan Xuan still remembered the words of the guard and walked towards the door of the administrative building.

Before taking a few steps, he saw a group of people in neat suits coming out of the building, seemingly coming to greet them.

After walking further, he was able to confirm that this person was Morecambe head coach Lu Chenfeng.

"Hello Director Lu."

Duan Xuan immediately smiled, took a few steps forward and extended his hand.

"Hello."

Lu Chenfeng also reached out and shook hands with Duan Xuan.

Hearing a reporter from Huaxia come, his first impression was that he was a little surprised by the speed of the news.

The second feeling was that I was a little curious as to who was coming.

It would be out to see, of course, it was Duan Xuan's face.

How could Lu Chenfeng, who was a devoted fan of football in the world in his previous life, not know of the image that had been entrenched in the hearts of domestic fans for decades?