this is football

In the restaurant on the first floor of the La Masia youth training camp, Lei Ou eats carefully and looks relaxed.

If I was a little unconfident before, after today's game, I should be able to squeeze into the top three.

Next to him is the Korean young master Park Se-chang, who has instant noodles and kimchi in front of him, and his expression is also very comfortable.

"Lei Ou, congratulations!"

Lei Ou nodded and said, "Congratulations!"

U16 has recruited three people. Judging from the abilities they have shown so far, it should be clear.

The top three are Rudy, Park Shichang and Lei Ou.

The latter two are ranked in no particular order.

The elegant young man with long curly hair sat down at the table with a dinner plate. Seeing this scene, others could only envy him.

"You two are great!" Rudy inserted a piece of steak into his mouth with a fork and chewed it slowly with an expression of enjoyment.

"You're even better!" Park Shichang said with a smile, taking a sip of instant noodles.

Seeing his food, Rudy frowned slightly, seeming a little disgusted.

"I just don't know, apart from me, who among you can be selected?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Ou, who was eating, immediately stopped what he was doing and his expression froze.

After pausing for a moment, he slowly moved his eyes and looked at Park Shichang next to him.

The Korean young master took a bite of kimchi and said with a smile: "It tastes really good!"

"You knew earlier that we would only recruit two people, right?" Lei Ou asked coldly.

It's like I had a dream, and now I'm waking up from the big dream.

"Yes." Park Shichang replied.

"So, this is a scam, right?" Lei Ou asked in a deep voice.

He already had the answer in his mind, but he still couldn't believe it.

Meeting this young son of a chaebol family created an opportunity for him, and then he deliberately approached him, assigned him to a dormitory, and passed the ball to him.

All of this was clearly a trap set up by him.

"Why ask knowingly? Why do you need to quarrel?" Park Shichang threw the half-eaten instant noodles into the bucket, as if he was throwing away a piece of useless garbage.

Lei Ou was silent for a moment, and then gave a bitter smile: "Do you have a face?"

Park Shichang sighed softly, "I can only blame you for being too naive. We are competitors, how can we be friends?"

"If I were you, I would choose to remain silent and accept it with peace of mind, in exchange for my good impression of you, and expect to receive some material compensation."

When he said this, his expression was very disgusting.

Now that the fact has happened, Lei Ou did not take action, and even stopped getting angry after calming down. This is a sign of weakness.

"Do you think you will win?"

"Why not? Isn't the answer already obvious?" Park Shichang said matter-of-factly.

Regardless of the overall score or the ability he showed today, he is more confident than Lei Ou.

"maybe!"

Lei Ou lowered his head and continued eating.

"Oh oh oh! I finally understand what's going on."

Rudy, who was eating melon on the side, suddenly realized it. He raised his finger and pointed at the Korean young master and said contemptuously: "You are fucking trash!"

Rudy grew up in a small town on the border with Brazil and spoke some simple Spanish, so he understood their conversation.

"No no no!"

Park Shichang didn't have the consciousness to admit his mistake at all. He stretched out his finger and shook it and said: "I just made good use of the rules. If I want to blame him, I blame him for being too stupid!"

Rudy curled his lips and said, "Not only are you trash, you are also shameless."

Park Shichang smiled and did not respond.

Rudy sneered: "Trash, you think you are better than Lei Ou, who gave you the courage?"

Park Shichang frowned deeply and did not speak.

Isn't this obvious?

Why do you have this question?

…

…

Bright sunshine, lazy afternoon.

The U16 trial players stood on the lawn without slacking off. They lined up in three rows, waiting for the final "trial".

Royce held a notebook in his hand with the list of winners recorded on it.

Different from before, Park Shichang looked a little solemn, just because of a question from the Brazilian genius player Rudy.

He started to feel a little unsure.

"thank you!"

Reus put away his notebook and smiled, and said seriously: "Thank you for coming to La Masia for trial training, and thank you for your efforts these days. It is precisely because of the continuous trial training of players that La Masia is so brilliant.

"

"But there will always be a result, no matter good or bad, I hope you have the courage to accept it. Even if you can't stay here, don't be sad and don't give up. As long as you work hard, you can hope to become a professional player and an excellent football player."

"Then, let me announce who will be lucky enough to join La Masia!"

As soon as Royce finished speaking, the trial players were in high spirits but also a little nervous.

Even those players who don't perform very well are still looking forward to miracles.

Park Shichang lowered his arms, clenched his fists, and did not even dare to take a deep breath, as if he could hear his own heartbeat.

coming.

The long-awaited moment is finally coming.

Although Lei Ou's expression remained unchanged, his heart was turned upside down. Will his parents' last wishes and his aunt's expectations be fulfilled?

The most relaxed person was undoubtedly the Brazilian genius Rudy. He yawned inappropriately to relieve the tense atmosphere.

Royce returned to his previous smiling look, raised his hand and pointed at Rudy: "Yawning genius, congratulations, you are the first to be selected!"

Applause rang out and people were congratulating Rudy.

This is not surprising.

If he is not selected, it proves that the head coach is blind.

As for who is the other, there will be suspense, but the most vocal ones are undoubtedly the two Asian boys.

Rudy's eyes swept across the two of them, and then settled on Lei Ou: "Congratulations, our team leader!"

Lei Ou was in a daze, his throat rolled, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and said softly: "Thank you... thank you!"

There was another round of applause and congratulations to the selected personnel.

"Thank you again to the rest of my friends. I really hope to see you on the green field one day!" Royce said with a smile.

"Why?"

A hysterical howl suddenly sounded, and people looked at the speaker, Park Shichang. At this moment, his face was red and emotional.

Seems to be going crazy.

"Royce, why was Thundergull selected instead of me?"

Royce raised a thin eyebrow and asked, "Why do you think it's you?"

Park Shichang shouted loudly: "I didn't expect La Masia to be so unfair. In terms of overall performance, I will never be lower than Lei Ou."

Royce nodded: "Yes, you scored higher than him in the early comprehensive ranking!"

This answer made Piao Shichang uncomfortable. After reacting, he became even more angry: "Then why the hell wasn't it me? Is it just because of today's game? I made a penalty kick and scored two goals. My performance was not good.

?"

"not good!"

Royce shook his head and gave his answer, with a look of boredom in his eyes, "Korean boy, the two goals you scored today could have been scored by my grandma lying in bed!"

"I……"

Park Shichang was speechless due to the rebuke, and finally cursed: "Fuck!"

Royce ignored the madman and looked through his notebook. He saw another sentence in the remarks column of Lei Gull's ability. This was Mr. Puyol's evaluation of him.

Excellent ability to read competitions!

"Royce, when did you become blind?"

Royce turned his head, saw a familiar face, and said in surprise: "Fidel, what are you doing here?"

Fidel smiled and said: "I'll pick up my players!"