"I have a different opinion. Leon said suddenly.

Everyone looked at him, especially the father and son, the father was simply angry, and the sparkle in the son's eyes was extinguished in an instant.

Leon walked up, patted Morata on the shoulder, and said seriously, "Child, look at me!"

"Raise your head!"

The child raised his head and looked at Leon, a little at a loss.

"I don't agree with them. "I said to them, 'Look, this kid will definitely be super powerful in the future!' He will be Spain's new 'new Raul'!"

Everyone was stunned, on the one hand, because they didn't expect Leon to give a higher evaluation, and on the other hand, this evaluation was too high, New Raul!

Raul!

Real Madrid's golden boy!

One of the top goalscorers in world football right now!

Now this kid doesn't seem to be particularly talented, and he is a little introverted and inferior, he's the new Raul?!

Fernández and Parler were not convinced.

Morata's father didn't believe it, but he looked at Leon with a grateful look in his eyes, which he thought was deliberately said by Leon to encourage little Morata.

***********

There was only little Morata, this kid was very innocent and didn't think about it so much.

There was a gleam in the child's eyes.

"I—you say I'm New Raul?" asked little Morata in disbelief.

"Yes!"

"That Raul of Real Madrid?"

"That's right!"

"But I don't believe it myself. Little Morata sighed and said, "They, they say I'm good, my dad says I'm a genius, they say my dad is a fart, they say I-"

Leon looked at Morata's father, who looked at his son with a worried face, his eyes were red, and he was not sad for the humiliation he had suffered, but for feeling sorry for his son.

Leon felt like he understood. He couldn't imagine how a child could be treated like this.

"Who are they?" asked Leon.

"The coaches in Madrid. The child said, "They say they see people accurately?"

"They?!" Leon laughed, "They're!, you know, kid, do you know who the person standing in front of you is?"

"I, Leon!" Leon said as he looked up at his child, "Real Madrid's former coach of the under-seventeen junior A team! Real Madrid's 100-year history is counted as the youngest head coach!

Little Morata was completely stunned.

Morata's father was also stunned, he didn't know that this Chinese coach had such a background, but, is this bragging? He looked at the two assistant coaches of Sporting Gijón, but both of them nodded and nodded vigorously, with a look of pride, meaning, yes, what he said was true.

"I'm a talented coach, don't I have a better vision than those guys?" said Leon, who asked Morata Jr., "Do you believe their rubbish or my vision?"

"Trust you!" Morata Jr. was completely subdued by this super cool coach, he thought that when the coach pointed to him and said that he was a genius coach, the youngest coach in Real Madrid's century-old history, it was just so cool, and the child immediately adored this person.

"Then what do you suspect?" Leon's eyes were sharp, "I said you would be Spain's 'New Raul'! What else do you suspect?"

"Do I really have such a talent?" the child asked tremblingly, the brilliance of his eyes heartwarming.

"I say you are, you are. Leon looked into the child's eyes and said.

Little Morata didn't speak, but nodded vigorously.

Alvaro Morata's father and the two assistant coaches were stunned.

"But, remember. Leon said again, "I'm just saying you have this talent! But if you want to get to that point, you have to rely on your own efforts!

"I know!" Morata Jr. nodded.

"Very good! "Let's work hard!" said Leon, "I have a good eye for people, don't let me down!"

"I won't!" the child cried.

***********

Leon turned his head and said to the two assistants, "What are you waiting for? We're going to sign up with our 'New Raul'. ”

Only then did the two assistants come to their senses.

And Morata's father, Mr. Alfonso Morata, twisted his head to the side, and he was secretly wiping tears.

"Thank you. Morata father came up and shook Leon's hand and thanked him for everything he had done for his son, who knew that what the coach said might have a huge impact on his son's life, because he had just seen the light in his son's eyes, and his son had never been so confident.

"Don't thank me. Leon beckoned little Morata to come over, and he said to the child, "Son, do you know? You have a great father, a very powerful father! He has done a lot for you, and you have great achievements in the future, don't forget to thank your father, he is really great." ”

Little Morata nodded as if he didn't understand, and came over and hugged his father, "Dad, I'll work hard!

"Son, Dad has always been proud of you. Morata's father secretly wiped a handful of tears.

Looking at this scene, Li Ang also had mixed feelings in his heart, he thought of his parents, in the eyes of every parent, children are the best, and they are willing to pay.

Assistant coach Fernandez, who came over with a contract, looked at Leon with respectful eyes, "Lee, you are a respectable person! Alvaro Morata is just an ordinary young player. But I was touched by the way you treated him! You are a real coach, a person who should be respected, and I understand why Juan Mata's father trusts you so much!"

Hearing such a blatant compliment. Leon was a little ashamed in his heart. If it weren't for what he would have achieved when he knew Morata. He guesses that he doesn't have the leisure to pay attention to a child who doesn't know when he will be eliminated by professional football......

"Alvaro!" Leon clapped his hands, "Come on, kid, you're ready to sign a contract, this is the first contract of your career!"

"I, I secretly signed it. Little Morata said shyly.

Hahaha, everyone laughed happily.

Leon and Alvaro Morata's father signed the contract on behalf of Sporting Gijón and the young player's guardian respectively.

In the end, twelve-year-old Alvaro Morata signed his name crookedly on a contract in duplicate with a serious and serious attitude.

After signing, Leon reached out to shake hands with Morata's father, who gave him a big bear hug, "Thank you, Mr. Coach!" the father said in a choked voice.

Hugging over, Leon beckoned little Morata to come over, "Child, say goodbye to your father, now, you are mine." ”

"Dad, don't worry, I will work hard, I will make you proud. Morata Jr. said.

"Remember, son, you are a genius!" the father shouted.

Leon watched this scene with a smile.

And Fernandez and Parle also understood why the father kept saying this sentence, he was cheering for his son, they were already fathers, seeing this scene, their hearts swelled with a warm current: in the winter of 2004, Gijón, the Maleo training base, the warm scene, has become one of the warm pictures in the memory of some people, for a little boy, since then, he has always thought that this is the day to change his fate.

Morata's father, Mr. Alfonso Morata, said goodbye to his son for a while, turned to leave, and after taking two steps, the father turned and bowed slightly to Leon...... I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to the Chinese coach.

Leon smiled, waved, and looked at Fernandez and Parler, who were looking at him with respect, and he smiled and said, "I just did what a coach does." ”

The two of them were in awe!

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