Moratti Welcomes Him Personally

After Lin Feng signed with Inter Milan, the club quickly announced the news on their official website.

Although the outside world had long been rumored to be pursuing Lin Feng, similar gossip emerged endlessly every transfer window, making it difficult to distinguish truth from fiction.

Therefore, many people felt this was just a rumor; who would have thought that Inter Milan was actually serious.

Moreover, they moved so quickly; the gossip had been circulating for less than a week, and they had already finalized the transfer.

What kind of speed was this?

Major media outlets, in their shock, reported on this transfer at the very first opportunity.

<Chinese Youngster Lin Feng officially joins Inter Milan!>

<Inter Milan wins the battle for the Youth World Cup MVP!>

<Inter Milan's first deal of the summer transfer window reached!>

<A 20 million Euro investment in a 17-year-old player—another massive gamble by Moratti!>

The man most like Kaka joins the other Milan!

Most of these reports came from local Italian media, which focused their attention on Lin Feng's nationality, his status as the Youth World Cup Best Player, the 20 million Euro transfer fee, and his playing style.

But Lin Feng joining Inter Milan, beyond causing a stir in the Italian media, also attracted attention from other European countries.

Lin Feng chose Inter Milan over Bayern Munich!

<German football talent continues to drain; when will the Bundesliga stand tall again?>

Why can't we in the Bundesliga keep our players?

Don't think that only the Chinese reflect on themselves; the Germans do too.

When they learned that Lin Feng had not chosen to stay in Germany but had instead joined Serie A, many Germans were devastated.

Although Lin Feng was not German, he was a talent cultivated by German football itself.

The fact that such a talent did not stay in the Bundesliga but was so easily poached by another league suggested that the Bundesliga was failing and lacked appeal.

In truth, the brain drain in the Bundesliga had not been happening for just a day or two; many well-known German Star Players in earlier years had also ventured abroad.

One could find German players in Serie A, La Liga, the Premier League, and even Ligue 1.

But times were different now; the Bundesliga had developed better and better over the years, gradually catching up to other leagues and even showing signs of potentially overtaking them.

Meanwhile, Serie A had been on a continuous decline, and with these shifting fortunes, many Bundesliga fans felt that the Bundesliga was no longer inferior to, or had even surpassed, Serie A.

Yet, against this backdrop, a fallen giant of Serie A like Inter Milan could actually snatch a talent like Lin Feng right out from under the nose of the Southern King.

How could they not be devastated?

Just as the Germans were reeling, the Chinese fans were in a state of jubilation.

"Brother Linzi is a beast! He's the second Chinese player to join a top giant in the Big Five Leagues, right?"

"Although he's the second, Brother Linzi's situation is different from Dong Fangzhuo's. Just in terms of transfer fee alone, he's four times higher than Dong!"

"Tsk tsk, 20 million Euros. This has to be the highest transfer fee record for a Chinese player to date, right?"

"It's not just the highest record; it's even higher than the transfer fees of all other players combined!"

"It's a pity it's a bit lower than the transfer fee of the Japanese player Hidetoshi Nakata; otherwise, he could have broken the Asian player transfer fee record as well."

The news of Lin Feng joining Inter Milan made domestic fans feel generally very encouraged.

Since Dong Fangzhuo was scouted by Manchester United last year, Lin Feng joining Inter Milan this year was another milestone.

Perhaps among this batch of the Youth National Team, many would land in the Big Five Leagues this summer.

Coupled with the Youth National Team's outstanding performance at the Youth World Cup, fans felt the future looked bright.

Chinese football was finally getting better!

"With the example of Dong Fangzhuo before us, I think it's better not to be happy too early. Maybe they aren't after the person, but our massive domestic market!"

Some "rational" voices stood up to pour cold water on everyone, which immediately upset the excited fans:

"Dong Fangzhuo was because he didn't have a Work Permit, and Serie A doesn't require one. Lin Feng can play as soon as he goes to Inter Milan. Besides, do you think Inter Milan are fools? Who would pay a 20 million Euro premium just to target a market?"

"Exactly, Inter Milan spent such a huge price to buy him; they definitely aren't letting him go there to be a Water boy. They are absolutely going to use him heavily or even develop him as a core player!"

"That's right, isn't Brother Linzi's strength worthy of being developed as a core?"

"Looking at Kaka's development at the neighboring Milan, Brother Linzi's future in Serie A is bright!"

"Do you think Lin Feng could become the Captain of Inter Milan in the future?"

"Zanetti: Let me give you a chance to rephrase that!"

July 10, Malpensa Airport in Milan.

The day after Inter Milan announced the news of Lin Feng's transfer on their official website, Lin Feng arrived in Milan City, accompanied by his family.

Just after getting off the plane, the group was startled by the scene in the arrival hall.

The vast arrival hall was packed with fans wearing Inter Milan Jersey, holding up Lin Feng Poster and various welcome banners, waiting there long before his arrival.

"Lin Feng is here!"

"Welcome to Inter!"

The moment they saw Lin Feng, the fans surged toward him from all directions in a frenzy.

The Security Personnel on site acted as if facing a formidable enemy, hurriedly organizing themselves into a human wall to separate Lin Feng's party from the fans.

Lin Feng felt a bit flattered; he hadn't expected that as a nobody, he would receive such a warm welcome from Inter Milan Fans upon his first arrival.

He smiled and waved to the fans, actively responding to the requests of those who had squeezed to the front row to ask for autographs.

This approachable attitude won the favor of many fans.

However, the most intense reactions didn't come from the grown men, but from a group of young female fans.

"Ahhh, he's so handsome!"

"He's even more handsome than Kaka!"

"Wuwuwu, I can't take it anymore!"

Due to the massive crowd and the intense squeezing, one female fan fainted, though it was unclear whether she was crushed by the crowd or swooned by Lin Feng's handsome appearance.

The scene instantly descended into chaos, and Lin Feng had never seen such a spectacle before.

Fortunately, the staff from Inter found him in time, and under their escort, the group fled the chaotic airport in a sorry state.

Lin Feng felt a lingering fear, while simultaneously feeling a trace of sympathy for Kaka next door:

So this is the kind of life Kaka has been living all along!

How terrifying!

Just as they walked out of the airport, Lin Feng saw the business van parked outside.

It was a van bearing the Inter Milan Emblem.

Standing beside the van was an elegant Old Man with silver hair and glasses.

"Welcome to Milan City, my big star."

Moratti spoke with a smile while opening his arms, giving Lin Feng a warm hug.

"Thank you, Mr. President, I really didn't expect you to come in person!"

Lin Feng was indeed very surprised; in his impression, an oil tycoon like Moratti should be a very busy man with a thousand things to do, so how could he have time to come to the airport to pick up a nobody like him?

"Hehe, someone told me that you are the future of Inter, and I wanted to confirm for myself whether his words are true!"

"And now, do you think that person's words are correct?"

Moratti smiled slightly: "That's not for me to say; it needs to be judged by the fans!"

"But you are younger and more composed than I imagined. I look forward to seeing your brilliant performance on the pitch. Welcome to Inter Milan!"

"By the way, if you come to Milan next time, give me a heads-up in advance, and I'll have my private jet pick you up so you won't be mobbed by fans at the airport."

The Old Man looked back at the female fans who had chased them to the exit, a playful smile appearing on his face.