Chapter VIII

When it comes to the leaders in the military academy, everyone will think of the "West Point Military Academy", in the long war that began in the last century, those heroes who won thousands of miles and had an awe-inspiring temperament came and went on the world chessboard.

When it comes to the "West Point" in football, La Masia's youth training camp is naturally the best place to be.

La Masia Football School was founded in 1979 and is located on the left side of Via Aristides in Barcelona. Dutchman Cruyff brought state-of-the-art football concepts to the humble artificial turf pitch, and in 1989 the La Masia Academy was officially established.

When Su Qingjia was in his previous life, this academy had already become world-famous. Messi, Xavi, Iniesta, Puyol, Garcia, Cesc Fabregas, Arteta...... These superstars who have shined at the pinnacle of football have graduated from here.

Su Qingjia hopes that Carlos will be accepted into the La Masia Academy, but it is clear that all Barcelona football-loving children want to be in this fantastic paradise.

As an amateur, Su Qingjia recognizes Carlos' football talent, but she is not a professional after all, and she can't observe the requirements for the training of professional football players.

As the saying goes, "outsiders look at the doorway, insiders look at luck", she wondered if the La Masia academy could also see the inner sparkle of Carlos from the rough surface of his stone.

She wanted to work hard. No one forced her, but she wanted to be worthy of this sincere teenager and his heavy dreams.

She was willing to be his Tournini.

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Note: Tournini was the scout who helped Messi get into La Masia's academy and single-handedly unearthed the talented teenager who suffers from dwarfism.

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The new season of recruitment for La Masia's academy is about to begin, and people are walking down the streets talking about the extraordinary talent that will emerge this time, with scouts frequenting Barcelona FC and planes taking off from Amprat Airport every day.

The Gold Coast's sunshine is at its peak.

This qiē had nothing to do with Carlos, and every day he repeated the boring training, challenging his limits again and again, and he began to change the position of the cans, all kinds of tricky angles, long and short distances. He listened to the early morning birds chirping to feed, and watched the evening sun sink into the horizon.

During this time, Su Qingjia was very busy, and basically could only accompany him three days a week.

Carlos was a little lost, he was powerless, he wanted to ask her why, but he didn't dare to speak.

He's grown a little taller, a little short of the standard for a ten-year-old boy, but—he's taller than Bella, and that's the happiest thing about him.

The heart-congested teenager vented his frustration on the can, "ding", and poured it again.

Su Qingjia is really busy, really, really busy.

First of all, as a woman with a mental age of twenty-six, she is naturally different from ordinary eight-year-old children, and her learning ability, mastery ability, and control ability are all at a high level. All in all, Mingling thought that her daughter was a piano genius, and in order not to let her daughter's talent be lost, she began to educate Su Qingjia professionally on the piano.

Secondly, Su Qingjia is silently inquiring about the itinerary of the academy director Lexach. The purpose was clear, she hoped, no, that she was going to get Carlos' first pass to La Masia – a tryout.

As a friendly neighbor that has established diplomatic relations with Spain, in order to show his humanistic feelings, Su Jingkang received a notice to visit the La Masia Academy a few days ago.

Su Qingjia persuaded her father to take her with her, and promised not to run around. Forgive the young diplomat for being so cautious, because he didn't want his daughter to make a few more boys in the academy.

That Carlos has been upsetting him for a long time.

God knows if one of these young players playing in the training camp will fall in love with his beautiful little princess? He was determined not to let such a thing happen, absolutely not.

Hmph╭( ̄m ̄*)╮

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For today's visit, Su Qingjia deliberately dressed up carefully, a doll collar shirt with a blue plaid skirt, long black hair fell down, softly on the shoulders, a silver-white hairband became the finishing touch, the chiffon top made the whole person a little more sweet, lined with that delicate face, no one could refuse the request of such a cute little girl.

After cleaning up, Su Qingjia smeared some freshly made rose cream, well, fragrant~~~ She pursed her lips and looked cute in the mirror, "Mr. Lexach." After thinking about it, he added, "Mr. Rexage?" Shaking his head, well, it should be "Mr. Lexage!" ”

No matter how small a girl is, she can use the beauty meter, as long as she is cute enough and her voice is sweet enough. So what Zhang Wuji's mother said is not wrong at all.

Carrying the blue cloth bag, Su Qingjia went downstairs to prepare to go, and in a blink of an eye, she couldn't wait to hug Su Jingkanghuai's thigh.

Ask her why? All right. Because—

Today's dad is really handsome and handsome, is it okay? Although he is usually very handsome, he is particularly handsome today when he changes into a handmade custom suit.

In the future, there will definitely be a group of fans shouting "beauty in the prosperous world". Woo woo, handsome cried for her.

Su Jingkang, who received that his daughter and wife adored the starry eyes, raised his eyebrows at Mingling, and said lightly: "Help me tie my tie, thank you." ”

Ming Ling approached him with a red face and trembling hands, Su Jingkang lowered his head and pecked on the red lips of his beautiful wife, but as a result, Ming Ling's hand shook again, and the bow tie was broken.

Su Jingkang sniffed the beauty incense without moving, and quickly tied his tie, just kidding, a diplomat can't wear a tie, is it possible?

Su Qingjia pretended not to see it, and honestly made her handsome dad's leg pendant.

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The current academy is still located on the left side of Avenida Aristides in Barcelona and has not yet moved to Gamble Sports City. La Masia means "farm" in Catalan, and this seemingly humble small farm has actually stepped out of the "Barcelona Dream Team" and has become the cradle of genius in the hearts of countless Barcelona fans.

The Academy is located next to the Camp Nou and the youngsters can feel the excitement of the live game every week. Lying on their beds in the dormitory, they could hear the tsunami of shouts in the stadium. The coaches hope that this will inspire the fighting spirit of these successors and the yearning for the stadium that has witnessed the glory of Barça.

Su Jingkang and his entourage were received by the senior management of the Barcelona club and the academy, and the head coach was leading them to visit La Masia.

Children sometimes become an important means of diplomacy, but Su Jingkang just wants to meet his daughter's wishes and take her to see, but Su Qingjia's expression shocked him greatly, such a daughter is generous and polite, and when he lamented his daughter's growth, he also made the consulate staff sigh that he was worthy of being born in a diplomatic family.

Passing by the training ground, artificial turf does not dampen the enthusiasm of these youngsters. The boys are practicing shooting.

"Mr. Lexage!" La Masia's director, Lexach, was surprised to hear his name called on such an occasion, and his verdant and sweet voice was like a yellow bird, and he followed the sound, oh, it was that little girl named Bella, God, she was so cute.

"Pretty little angel, is there anything wrong with you?" Lexage asked.

Between the small pauses between the two, Su Jingkang and the big army walked away, Su Qingjia smiled sweetly at Lexach, stretched out his little finger to the green field, and said, "Sir, are these players good at their ball skills?" ”

"Of course, La Masia has the most talented players." Lexage rubbed her black hair, a rare color.

"And do they shoot accurately?"

"Accurate!" Lexage is proud of the young generation he is in charge of, and they carry his heart and soul on them.

Su Qingjia tilted his head and tilted his neck to look at him, and said, "Can you shoot successfully every time?" ”

Rexage patiently answered the question of the little girl who didn't seem to understand football, and he explained in simple words, "This is not guaranteed, there are many factors on goal, such as the weather, and the goal rate of playing football on a rainy day will be much lower." ”

"But my friend is very accurate, he can kick down cans in one go on a rainy day!" The little girl's tone was very proud, as if she was competing with someone for a toy, and she stretched out her hand to geek, "My friend can kick the ball down any position I designate, and every time I put a can there, he can kick it down." ”

Lexage obviously wouldn't believe a little girl's words, but he replied anyway, "It's amazing!" ”

Su Qingjia craned his neck, like an elegant swan, "Mr. Lexach." You say your Academy has the most talented players, but in my opinion, you've missed a rare gem in your net. ”

Lexage was amazed by the pride and conviction in her eyes, and he was impressed by the gesture of this little girl, who was said to have come from a diplomatic family.

Su Qingjia continued: "Sir, I sincerely invite you to watch a very talented player practice, I can guarantee that if you refuse, you will regret it when he lifts the Champions League for Real Madrid or any other team. ”

This time, Lexage didn't treat her like a child, he bent down, smiled, and said, "You managed to convince me, Oriental girl, please take me there, I want to see the wonderful performance of this football genius who deserves your recommendation." ”

"Yes, sir. Of course, when he wins the Champions League for Barcelona, I think Barca will be very grateful for your great contribution to Barcelona. Su Qingjia smiled brightly, her eyes shining.

Lexage laughed, obviously Su Qingjia's words made him feel very good, but now he just regarded Su Qingjia's words as a joke. But what he didn't expect was what glory this player he went to watch on a whim would bring him.

Because of this boy, he will be forever engraved in the glorious history of La Masia, Barcelona.

The global media named him the most discerning Bole.