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Chapter Eleven Counting Those Honors

When it comes to La Masia and Barcelona, ​​the blond man's resolute face is filled with pride and glory.

That was what he had experienced, and it was an irreplaceable and incomparably beautiful experience.

After Puyol finished speaking, he introduced the coaches of each echelon to the students. Lei Ou paid special attention to it. The coach of U16 was a middle-aged fat man with a smile who looked amiable and his name was Royce.

Afterwards, Puyol and the head coaches led the vast crowd to visit the first location - the training base not far from here.

As soon as we arrived, the crowd was a little commotion, and some people could not hide their excitement.

"What's going on?" Lei Ou asked Park Shichang in confusion.

"Shhh! It's not my place to reveal the answer."

The youngest son of the chaebol family also had excitement written on his face.

"Quiet!"

Puyol pressed his hands, and the scene suddenly became quiet. He continued: "This is called Vilanova Training Base. Does anyone know the origin of the name?"

Park Se-chang raised his hands high.

"You tell me." Puyol pointed to Park Shichang.

"Mr. Vilanova joined the La Masia youth training camp at the age of 16. He once coached the Barcelona first team and later died of cancer. This is the name changed in his memory!"

It has to be said that Park Shichang did his homework well enough that Puyol was very satisfied. He nodded and said: "Yes, this is a true story. We will never forget Mr. Vilanova's love for Barcelona."

Contribution. I want to reiterate that Barcelona is based on this - it is not just a club."

"In addition, I would like to add that the Vilanova training ground is the training base of Barcelona's first team. Big names such as Garvey and Pedri will come here to train."

Lei Ou finally understood why the students were excited.

You can meet idols here, get autographs and take photos. But the prerequisite is that you can stay in La Masia.

"Hey, hey, look at that fool." Park Shichang suddenly spoke in Chinese.

Following his line of sight, Lei Ou saw a striking black man, tall and extremely strong, with shiny black skin.

At this moment, he was lying on the grass and seemed to be smelling it. Not to mention, he picked up a piece of grass and put it in his mouth to chew, with a look of intoxication on his face.

"His teeth are so white!" Lei Ou suddenly sighed.

All over his body, only his white teeth were more conspicuous.

"Is this the point? He looks like an animal." Park Shichang snickered.

"Please give him respect!" Lei Ou said seriously.

Even in 2032, there is still discrimination.

"I was just kidding." Park Shichang spread his palms innocently.

Everyone stayed at the Vilanova training base for about an hour, then boarded three buses and headed to another location - the Cruyff Stadium.

The head towering outside the stadium is none other than the Dutchman Cruyff, known as the Godfather of Barcelona.

It was he who pioneered the all-attack and all-defense tactics on the court. Even today, Barcelona still inherits his football style. Whether it is the youth team, the youth team or the first team, they have always played pass-and-control football with a formation of 433.

Walking into the stadium, the players were excited again.

Puyol said: "This can accommodate 6,000 people. This is the home ground of the Barcelona B team and the women's team. This is your goal!"

If students from La Masia can play in the Barcelona first team, the B team is an indispensable link.

In a sense, the Barcelona B team is the alchemy stone for players, and only the best ones can join the first team.

Lei Ou's eyes fell on the striking black man again. As long as he stood here, he would attract attention without even realizing it.

He seemed to be thinking about something, his expression was a little dazed, but his eyes were particularly bright, with a look of yearning.

Have a meal here at noon, rest for half an hour, and go to the last destination.

No need to guess, it must be the Camp Nou.

Three buses parked in front of the stadium, walked in through the passage, and arrived at the Camp Nou Museum.

In the exhibition hall, club league and Champions League trophies, players' Golden Boot awards and Golden Ball trophies are displayed on stands, showing Barcelona's past glory.

The huge LED screen on the entire wall replays the exciting and exciting moments of past games, the cheers and cheers and the bang of goals, as if you are actually there.

The picture at this time was very familiar to Lei Ou. It was the painting in his small bedroom, where Messi showed off his No. 10 jersey after scoring a goal.

Shocking!

Extremely shocking!

"Awesome!"

Next to him, Park Shichang was fascinated and murmured with emotion.

“It’s really awesome!”

This is the first time that Lei Ou agrees with what the chaebol young master said.

Puyol clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention. There was a huge photo behind him.

In the photo, three players are standing together, with the middle one holding the Golden Globe Award.

From left to right are Iniesta, Messi and Xavi.

Everyone knows him, he is an absolute superstar on the court.

Puyol's eyes sparkled: "Do you know this photo?"

No one answers, no need to answer, everyone knows.

How come you don't know these three people when you come to La Masia for a trial?

Puyol continued: "In 2010, the top three Ballon d'Or awards belong to Barcelona and La Masia."

Undoubtedly, these three people are from La Masia, and the photos represent the peak of La Masia.

The black friend stood there quietly, his eyes full of longing and excitement.

Lei Ou took a deep breath, looked away from the photo with difficulty, and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.

He told himself to be calm, that was the glory that belonged to others.

Walk the road by yourself, step by step slowly.

After staying in the museum for an hour, the students reluctantly left and went straight to the Camp Nou Stadium.

This time, Lei Ou no longer has to be sneaky and steps onto this grassland openly.

He stood in the middle of the court again, closed his eyes again, and imagined those scenes of roaring mountains and tsunami.

dream!

This is the dream!

After coming out of Camp Nou and sitting on the bus, Lei Ou looked at the passing scenery outside the window without saying a word.

"What are you thinking about?" Park Shichang asked.

"I must succeed!" Lei Ou said softly, his tone was not serious, but his expression was firm.

Park Shichang looked around and whispered in Chinese: "Here's the rumor, the u16 echelon is recruiting three students."

The gossip about the chaebol young master is naturally true.

Lei Ou was refreshed and had already observed that there were eleven players in the U16 trial.

The proportion is not low.

Very promising.

Park Se-chang continued: "According to the exact information, there is only one person among the trial players who poses a threat to us."

Then he nuzzled in one direction.

Lei Ou looked over and saw a curly-haired boy. Because of his active personality, he was very impressed with him.

Brazilian Rudy.

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