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Chapter 45 Leo? (Please read it tomorrow, four updates today)

In the end, Fujii agreed to the dean's request and used a few words on Fuji TV's football program to promote the school. This was not because the dean offered a benefit of half the tuition. It was entirely a voluntary effort to build the school's reputation.

This show is scheduled to be held in mid-September. I heard that a big name will be invited from abroad. On the local side, Fujii will be the foil. It is impossible for a high school team player to perform better than a professional star, right?

On the day of the recording of the program, Fujii changed into a short-sleeved jersey of the school team, which is required by the school, and has the school's logo on the chest and back.

"Good morning, I've been waiting for a long time."

The program team of Fuji TV came to school to pick up Fujii Shu early in the morning. It was Friday and the school gave him a day off.

"Good morning."

Fujii nodded in response and got into the car. The commercial vehicle used by the program crew was a GM GL8. The interior space was very spacious and comfortable.

"Leo, your contract will expire next year. Although Barcelona intends to renew, the offer is still a bit low. There are several teams in the Premier League who are very sincere."

In the back seat, two men with somewhat similar looks were talking in Spanish very fast. Fujii's Chinese and English were okay, but he really couldn't understand Spanish.

But he still recognized Leo Messi's face. The man next to him who was older than Messi should be Messi's father Jorge and also his manager.

"Chelsea has the highest bid, and owner Abramovich is very willing to spend money. They just won the Champions League a few months ago and they want to win it again."

Messi just kept nodding, and his father's words almost went in one ear and out the other. He had already become the main force in Barcelona, ​​and there was really no need to compete against the fierce Premier League adventure. Changing teams would mean changing the track.

Furthermore, Chelsea's champion Didier Drogba had just left the Blues, and the locker room environment was even worse. He didn't want to take the risk and leave for Britannia.

"Hello, do you recognize me?"

Messi greeted Fujii in the front seat in English. He wanted to interrupt his father's topic and talk about something more relaxed.

"Of course I know you, Ballon d'Or winner, Barcelona's main striker, Mr. Messi, hello."

Fujii responded and turned his head. Messi was also shocked by his handsomeness. He had also seen famous handsome players like Kaka and Beckham. His appearance was not bad, but he was not the same as the boy in front of him.

There is an obvious difference.

Messi comes to the island country almost every year to do variety shows to earn extra money, and to increase his popularity in East Asia. This young man actually looked calm when he met him, and he was not in a hurry to ask for an autograph. It seemed that their status was the same.

Regardless of high or low.

This surprised Messi. He has been famous for many years, but few ordinary people can do this.

"I know that the island country has a high school student league. I heard that you won the championship locally and will participate in the national competition. I hope you can become the champion again."

Before participating in the show, Messi read the script provided by the program team, which contained a brief introduction about Fujii Shu. At that time, he had not expected that this young man's appearance was so outstanding, and that the world was partial to people with good looks.

Yes, he is no exception. If he were as dark and thin as Takeshi Shibasaki, Messi would probably shut up after saying hello.

"Thank you. I hope Argentina can enter the finals of the next World Cup in Brazil and perform well."

Fujii gave a prophetic blessing. In the 2014 World Cup in Brazil, Argentina did reach the finals, but losing 0 to 1 to the German tank Germany was another story.

"Haha, Leo, I like this young man, he is very confident."

Jorge couldn't help but smile at Messi in Spanish and patted his son on the shoulder.

"I just don't know if his strength is worthy of this confidence."

Afterwards, Jorge twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a hint of disdain and arrogance.

After my father got rich, he became less and less like the person he used to be.

Messi turned his gaze and glanced at the people around him. When his family was impoverished when he was a child, his father could always tell jokes to make people around him happy. When he suffered from dwarfism, he had to bear the cost of a thousand dollars a month until

After being spotted by Barcelona, ​​he rose to prominence and his family was worth hundreds of millions. His father also changed a lot and he didn't like him much.

Will Jorge be in jail next year for money laundering?

Fujii also noticed that this person had a bad attitude. Thinking back to the case of Jorge using Messi's fame to launder money, the Spanish police were probably keeping an eye on him. When the evidence is complete next year, they would close the net and arrange for him to stay in jail for a few days.

Years in prison.

I wonder if it hurts when the Spanish policeman hits someone with an electric baton?

Fujii Shu thought about it, and the car was silent all the way until it stopped outside the recording venue prepared by the program team.

"Fujii-san, you will come first later and hit twenty red cards with a football in one hundred seconds. Come on."

At the recording venue, twenty red plastic signs were erected on the lawn. The ball machine was about twelve yards away from the sign. Fujii and Messi used the football thrown by the ball machine to hit a few volleys, looking for

Feel.

"You have a very good sense of the ball. Have you been practicing for a long time since you were a child?"

Messi asked a little surprised after seeing a few shots Fujii used the arch of his foot to catch the ball.

"Yes, I have practiced for a long, long time."

In fact, Fujii, who has been practicing football for half a year, can only tell lies to get by. No one would believe that he could achieve the early stage skills of a LV4 star from zero basics in just half a year if told the truth.

"start!"

The crew pressed the stopwatch and the ball machine started throwing the ball. Fujii hit a card with his first shot. He kept up his efforts and hit seven consecutive shots in different areas, knocking down seven red cards.

"Does this kid have some strength?"

After all, Jorge has grown up with Messi, and he still has a good eye for judging people. When Messi was this age, this was probably his performance. Look at Fujii's relaxed movements when receiving the ball, and his shooting skills are even more precise.

Every time a red card hits, the landing point is almost always in the middle.

"Leo, what do you think?"

He asked Messi next to him, or the evaluation of professional players would be more intuitive.

Fujii's hit rate has dropped, but he can still maintain the frequency of one out of three goals. The ball server serves the ball every 2 seconds, with a medium speed. Generally, professional players have poor footwork, so it is really difficult.

"It's very strong. When I was 17 or 18 years old, I was almost the same as him in terms of ball control and shooting skills. But it also depends on his performance in other aspects. It would be best for me to go out and compete with him in person."

Messi thought for a while and was obviously moved. How could such a future star be buried in an amateur high school league?

"Okay, then you can challenge him to a duel later. This guy probably doesn't have an agent yet, right? Then you can connect me with me and see if you can sign an agent contract."

Jorge felt a little regretful about his performance in the car just now. He has excellent skills and incredible looks. This kind of player is a natural cash cow. How can he miss it.

If I were him, I would definitely choose an agent like Mendes, and he would probably not agree.

Messi nodded in agreement, but he didn't want to speak in his heart. Doesn't he still know what his father's virtues are?

(End of chapter)