this is football

Chapter 3 Interesting Scouts

Lei Ou walked closer and the man stood up. He had a slender figure and fair skin.

The young man first said hello in Japanese, but when Lei Ou didn't respond, he then said hello in Korean, but there was still no response. He frowned slightly and said tentatively: "Hello!"

This time it’s in Chinese, with correct Chinese characters.

"Hello!" Lei Ou responded.

It can be seen from the man's expression that he was definitely surprised, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! My brother is actually from China, a fellow countryman!"

"Don't be too close, let's talk about something." Lei Ou's expression remained unchanged.

The man stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Sheldon. My Chinese and foreign names are Sheldon."

Lei Ou raised his eyebrows and didn't believe his words. How could there be such a name in Chinese?

"Ouch! My unreliable father likes to watch "The Big Bang Theory", so he gave me this name, expecting me to become a scientist in the future." Sheldon said dissatisfied.

"What happened next?" Lei Ou sat on the bench.

Being able to meet Chinese people in a foreign country, although his expression did not change, Lei Ou felt very happy. There was a sense of closeness, perhaps because of blood connection.

"Then I didn't even finish college." Sheldon said angrily. He took out a cigarette and Lei Ou lit it without asking him, crossing his legs and puffing on it.

"What do you want from me?" Lei Ou didn't like the smell of cigarette smoke, so he kept some distance from him.

Sheldon decisively pinched off his cigarette, leaned towards Lei Gull, then lifted one of his legs and placed it on his knees, as if stroking his beloved toy.

“What a killer chicken leg!”

"The "Shaolin Soccer" memes are too outdated. I'm leaving now." Lei Ou stood up impatiently.

"Wait a minute, actually my real identity is a scout, a scout for Espanyol." Sheldon took out his business card from his pocket and handed it over.

Lei Ou didn't take it. Business cards can be faked. The Sheldon in front of him didn't look like a scout at all.

"If it's true, if you don't believe me, you can go to the Espanyol youth training camp with me." Sheldon said confidently.

Looking at his expression, Lei Ou was a little convinced. After all, such a lie would have to be exposed sooner or later.

Sheldon continued: "Brother, let me tell you the truth. If you go to the Espanyol youth training camp for a trial, I guarantee that you will pass. And because we are fellow villagers, I can get you a contract."

"contract?"

Lei Ou was finally tempted. At his age, if his skills were good, he would get a contract.

For this family, even a small contract is enough to support the family, at least it can prevent the aunt from being so tired.

"right!"

Sheldon nodded seriously, no longer as lazy as before, "This contract won't be big, but it will ensure that you and your family have enough food and clothing."

It can be seen from the boy's clothes that his family is not wealthy, so Sheldon proposed this tempting condition.

Of course, the supervisor has the final say as to whether he can get a contract, and the most important thing at the moment is to get him to try out.

Lei Ou was silent for a moment, then took the business card from Sheldon's hand, "I thought about it and decided to call you."

"What else are you thinking about? You can't miss this opportunity..."

The boy had gone away, and Sheldon excitedly took out his cell phone and called his supervisor.

"Boss, I found a good seedling this time."

"When did you not say this? What was the result?"

"Please believe me, this is really a good seedling. I will go see you right away."

Sheldon got on the bicycle next to him and pedaled his feet to create sparks.

Spanish football team youth training camp, manager's office.

Francisco, the supervisor behind the desk, watched the video on his phone without blinking. His brows gradually relaxed and his eyes showed brilliance.

After watching it twice, Francisco put down his phone with excitement in his eyes.

"Boss, how's it going?" Sheldon already knew that it was done.

"Okay, let's arrange for him to come for a trial training." Francisco said with satisfaction.

"Boss, do you think you can give him a contract? A small contract will do."

Now that the matter is almost over, Sheldon wants to fight for the boy's interests, to have a relationship with the same Chinese, and to protect and protect a grand plan in the future.

Francisco did not rush to reply. He lit the cigar and took two slow puffs. Then he said: "Let's try it out first. Although this young man has skills, he is too mechanical. He is by no means a football talent, but a result of hard practice.

Talent determines a player's upper limit, and his future is difficult to judge."

"You learned it the day after tomorrow?"

Sheldon murmured. In his opinion, the boy was definitely a genius because those skills were so smooth.

Sheldon was a little disappointed with the look in his eyes, it seemed that he was still far away.

"You call him over for a trial immediately to prevent other teams from taking advantage of him first." Francisco gave the instruction, but at the same time he was a little anxious. Whether the boy is a talent or not, you will only know after trying it out.

"Uh..." Sheldon scratched his head and smiled.

Francisco raised his eyebrows: "What's his name? Where does he live?"

Sheldon shook his head awkwardly.

I was a little excited before, but I forgot to ask him.

"Fuck! You are an idiot!" Francisco cursed.

"Boss, I can guarantee that he will definitely call me." Sheldon swore.

When Shelton said he was going to be given a contract, Sheldon clearly saw a strange look in his eyes.

It's obvious that money is important to him.

"I hope your judgment is correct!" Francisco gritted his teeth.

…

At the La Masia youth training camp, a man with long blond curly hair in a suit walked straight into Fidel's office without knocking.

Fidel was stunned for a moment, then showed a flattering smile on his face: "Mr. Puyol, why do you have time to come here?"