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Chapter 28 Invitation

There is another saying in China: An expert will know if there is any as soon as he makes a move.

This was the first official collaboration between Lei Ou and Mira, and it amazed everyone from the beginning, including Francisco.

Although he was very optimistic about this pairing, he didn't expect them to be so powerful.

There's no way to prevent it!

Lei Ou and Mira, one plus one is far greater than two, whether it is their tacit understanding or their respective skills.

Far more than others.

Lei Ou's inward shot was passed with his right foot, and Mira's attack from the center was impossible to stop.

After half an hour, the two scored ten goals together.

Impressed!

With such a performance, teammates who had previously despised him immediately became convinced of this new player.

Since the strength has been proven, there is no need to continue the internal practice match, otherwise it will destroy the defender's self-confidence.

Everyone stood in line again, and the way they looked at Lei Ou suddenly changed.

The only thing that didn't change was Mira, who still bared her little white teeth and smiled silly.

"Lei Ou, I don't understand."

One player thought for a while and continued: "If you are so good, why are you so unknown?"

In La Masia now, no one knows about the existence of Thunder Owl.

This is a bit unimaginable.

Francisco didn't quite understand that the reason why he chose Thunder Owl was because of his previous impression.

Based on Lei Ou's current performance in La Masia, he is indeed not qualified to enter the B team. He also thought that he would fail.

However, reality told him that his choice was correct.

Mira said: "Lei Ou is excluded from the team."

With just one sentence, everyone understood.

No matter how good you are, even if you are not Messi, you cannot score goals all at once, so you need the help of your teammates.

Being excluded means that no one can help you.

So Lei Ou never showed his talent.

Lei Ou said: "It's not like I'm being squeezed out. I might be a little different."

Don't blame others, just blame yourself for being too persistent.

Francesco clapped his hands and everyone immediately fell silent.

"Do you know why I would rather be a traitor than join the Barcelona B team?"

The players all shook their heads, expressing their incomprehension.

Such a choice is indeed incomprehensible. He used to be the director of the Espanyol youth training camp and had a certain status. Now he is the head coach of the Barcelona B team. This is a self-degradation.

Moreover, he also joined his rival in the same city.

Francisco continued: "Because Barcelona gave me a promise that as long as I can bring the B team to the top three in La Liga, I will get the job of the head coach of the Barcelona first team. So I am willing to take this risk!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

How can this be?

A mid-level team in the Spanish League B not only wants to enter the Spanish League B, but also wants to finish in the top three.

If it weren't for Barcelona's B team, it would almost be able to enter La Liga.

How can this be?

"Are you surprised? Unexpected? Do you think I'm daydreaming?"

Francisco suddenly smiled, then slowly and slowly calmed down his smile: "I don't think so, because I have always had a dream to become the head coach of a big team and win the top league cup!"

"Those who have dreams should never be laughed at!"

After the shock, there was no ridicule. What everyone saw on Francisco's face was seriousness and sincerity.

He wasn't kidding.

There are kids from La Masia who play in Barcelona's B team. Those who develop well will use this as a springboard to join the first team.

But it's so good that it's good to be able to gain a foothold in the B team and get a contract.

There are also senior players who have been eliminated by other players and want to play here. Their dream is just to have a place to play football.

Most of the players on the B team are depressed and frustrated.

But why haven’t they ever had dreams?

"I understand you, each of you. I am not a fool. It is because I understand you that I agreed to Barcelona."

"I believe that I will succeed, and the meaning of my success is that you will also succeed."

The applause rang out sparsely and randomly became louder.

The players understand what the coach means.

If these people can really impact La Liga, then a rising tide will lift all boats and they will definitely no longer be useless.

Maybe your career will reach a new level.

This is what each of them yearns for and dreams of.

"So, all I ask is that you must unite and listen to my arrangements. Only in this way can we achieve our dreams!"

"No matter who scores the goal, as long as someone scores the goal, the credit belongs to everyone."

"No matter who succeeds, as long as someone succeeds, the achievement belongs to everyone."

"Come, let's prepare to fight!"

"For myself, for the team, and for the future!"

Thunderous applause!

Francisco is like this, always able to mobilize the enthusiasm of the players.

…

There is a game on Sunday, and Lei Ou gets a day off.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the bus. Lei Ou, who was sitting in the car, tried his best to suppress his inner excitement and slowly approached the door of his house.

Get off the car, go upstairs, and open the door.

"Why are you back so early?"

The aunt's slightly complaining voice sounded, and she obviously thought she was Su Hu.

"Auntie, I'm back!"

Lei Ou placed the purchased fruits on the small coffee table.

Su Mei rushed out of the bedroom, looked at Lei Ou carefully, and smiled from ear to ear: "Look at my child, he is already an adult."

"I haven't seen you for only two weeks, okay?" Lei Ou said with a smile.

"Really? It took me a long time to hurry up!"

Su Mei complained: "Why didn't you tell me in advance? I'll make you some delicious food."

"Auntie, you must cook me a delicious meal today."

Lei Ou looked at Su Mei with a smile.

"Is there...any happy event?"

Su Mei asked in disbelief, her eyes full of anticipation.

Lei Ou mysteriously took out two tickets from his pocket and handed them over with both hands, while there were tears in his eyes.

"Tomorrow...Cruyff Stadium..."

Lei Ou's voice became a little more throaty.

This is the moment he has been waiting for.

"Oh my god...oh my god!"

Su Mei grabbed the ticket and watched it carefully, "My child, is this true? You are lucky enough to be in the B team at such a young age? Can you play?"

"Auntie, I'll start the game!" Lei Ou smiled, and his smile was extremely gentle.

"You...start?"

Su Mei screamed out in surprise at the last two words.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, my kid is starting!"

Su Mei was so excited that she was incoherent.

…

In Lei Ou's explanation, Su Mei finally found out that her child was already in Team B.

There's no better news than this.

So it must be celebrated with seafood risotto.

Auntie went to buy ingredients, and Lei Ou called Laura's phone.

"Oh, God, little Leo, you finally contacted me."

For a year, Lei Ou didn't talk about his own affairs. Occasionally, Laura called him to clean up the garbage, but he didn't have time to go.