Su Qingjia held an umbrella and trotted all the way to the locker room, where Garcia and the rest of his teammates came out of the locker room with a look of frustration on their faces.

Seeing Su Qingjia with an anxious face, Garcia greeted her and said, "Bella, you're here." ”

Su Qingjia grabbed Garcia and asked, "Garcia, where is Carlos?" Why didn't he come out? Is he okay? ”

Garcia and his teammates looked at each other, then lowered their heads, and the once arrogant teenager also had to face the heavy blow that reality had given them: "Carlos he...... You better go in and see him yourself, he's in the dressing room. ”

Su Qingjia thanked them, then turned around and ran into the locker room.

These young U15s need to recuperate, and they also need space to lick the wounds of the battle on their own.

The sparsely furnished locker room was a little empty, and the rain was still beating at the windows.

Carlos sat on the ground with his legs curled, his clothes were wet, and his blonde hair was even more rare, Su Qingjia saw that his long and curly eyelashes were hung with water droplets that had not yet dissipated, and his big blue-gray eyes were a little blank, staring at his shoes vacantly.

As Carlos fell again and again on the court, Su Qingjia knew what she had overlooked. The young Carlos who jumped up the grade did not have time to learn so much experience, and coupled with the financial burden, he did not yet have the tools and awareness to deal with fighting in the rain.

Carlos has three pairs of sneakers -

Spikes, spikes, and spikes.

These three pairs of shoes will allow Carlos to cope with different surfaces and playing styles. Let him always gallop on the green field of La Masia with the light of genius.

But he didn't have spikes, and yes, Carlos, the spikes for the rain battle, didn't.

The new blue and white sneakers had been soaked in rain, and the mud had made them less glamorous. Carlos was already wet underneath, the rain on his body was constantly flowing, and the fall on his forehead was a bit severe.

He didn't move, just staring blankly at his sneakers.

On July 4, 1954, 60,000 spectators witnessed the birth of a miracle in football history at the Wandokoff Stadium in Bern, when the Golden Team Hungary lost to West Germany in the World Cup final that year.

It was the first game the Hungarians had lost since 1950, while West Germany became the first unseeded team to win the World Cup. This is as surprising as the Chinese team finally broke through to the final.

At that time, Hungary mobilized the whole country to develop football and forged an invincible armada, but in the end, Hungary was helpless, they lost to a heavy rain!

Yes, a heavy rain.

It was still a sunny day on the day of the race, but before the game, it was miraculously pouring rain. While the proud Golden slipped and fell on the pitch again and again, making repeated mistakes in passing and delivery, the West Germans put on spikes and came back from defeat in the muddy Wandokov stadium to rebuild national and national confidence.

Now, the blonde boy who repeatedly fell on the pitch made the same mistakes that the Hungarians had made, with the rudimentary artificial turf being washed down by the rain making it harder to run, and the players had to rely on spikes to increase the friction on the ground and keep themselves from falling.

The young thirteen-year-old boy had not yet understood the hardships of the rain war, and he still played football in steel spikes. But when he kept falling and sent the ball off the touchline a few times, he realized that he was far from his dream.

Whether it's football, or Bella!

Carlos felt that he was like an adventurer trying to climb the top of the Pyrenees, above the vast forest line, the falling snow covered every inch of the land, he had no compass, no equipment, no companion, he had to work alone, to find the scenery of the snow top.

During the climb, the white color of the eyes made him suffer from snow blindness, and he began to lose both eyes......

The umbrella slipped from Su Qingjia's hand, and she squatted next to Carlos, the water making the floor a little slippery.

"Are you okay? Carlos? Su Qingjia tried to adjust her voice to the softest state, and she touched the hand that the young man was ringing, like a piece of cold ice.

Carlos finally came back to his senses, he stared at the girl in front of him, his eyes were focused, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "Bella? ”

Su Qingjia took out a handkerchief and handed it to him: "Well, it's me, you wipe it quickly." ”

The moment he took the handkerchief, Carlos felt the warmth and softness in Su Qingjia's hand, he didn't dare to stay too long, picked up the handkerchief and began to wipe it.

The cotton material was soaked up in a few moments, and Carlos's hair was still wet, but at least his face could be seen. As he wiped, Caloste slowed down.

He sniffed the scent on the veil, so faint, and so strong, that it lingered on the tip of his nose.

The apprehension in his heart seemed to dissipate in an instant.

Carlos chose to play this match today and he hopes that he can play well in the game, with all his strength to score every goal, pass every ball well and play every assist.

He wanted to give this game to this beautiful and pure girl, to his angel of the East—

Every goal is just for you.

But the smell of rain on the artificial turf gave him a taste of frustration, and he was so wolf at the reunion after many days!

When he was helped off the field by his teammates, he really wanted to get rid of everyone and find a safe shell to hide, without rain, without failure, without Bella's disappointment in him.

But he had no strength, really no strength.

Garcia sent him to the dressing room and asked him to take off his shoes, and Coach Alex comforted everyone, also known as Garcia, saying: "I appreciate your courage to challenge the Under-16s, and although the result may not be ideal, it is an extremely valuable success. ”

Then he crouched down and picked up Carlos' muddy blue and white sneakers, Carlos saw regret and frustration in his eyes: "Carlos, did you know that players have to prepare spikes? ”

Carlos heard his own muffled voice and said, "Coach, I know. ”

"Alas, Carlos, forget it, let's just take it as a lesson, it's okay, there's still a chance. Next year you will be U16 and you will learn more and be stronger. Alex sighed, he knew why Carlos hadn't changed into spikes.

For this blonde teenager without parents, a standard pair of spiked shoes is really expensive, and teenagers are just when they are developing, and it won't be long before the shoes can't be worn, not to mention that the academy never lets them train in the rain for the sake of the children's bodies. Over time, Carlos gave up on preparing spikes.

A strong body is so precious to an athlete that La Masia doesn't want geniuses to fall into the dirt before they can shine. The high annual training costs make them have no confidence to gamble.

Alex comforted them again and told them to go to the dormitory to take a shower and change clothes, and the cafeteria would prepare medicine for them to prevent colds.

But Carlos didn't go, he knew that the reason why this game would be lost was entirely because of himself, a team without a midfield, like a headless fly, without a goal, scurrying around.

His vaunted skill and speed became a joke in front of a pair of spikes.

Oh, jokes.

It turned out that he was just a joke. Carlos didn't dare to get out of the dressing room, he was afraid to see the artificial turf that was still soaking in the rain, he was afraid to see the scoreboard on the sidelines, he was afraid to see the muddy football in the goal.

But the moment Bella handed him the veil, he suddenly felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

Carlos saw the sun in Barcelona in her big amber eyes.

Enough to warm his cold body.

Su Qingjia saw that he was wiping slowly, so he took out another handkerchief and wiped his messy blonde hair curled up together for him.

When Su Qingjia stood up, Carlos's head to the height of her chest, a fragrance that was richer but sweeter than the veil surrounded him, and he felt that his whole body began to heat up, and his face turned red a little.

"Alright, it's almost done." Carlos's blonde hair was fluffy, and Su Qingjia looked at his work, "Finally, it's not a Labrador who has fallen into the water." Now it's a semi-dry Labrador. ”

Carlos understood the meaning of her words, bit his lip, he raised his head, and said, "Bella, isn't my cousin miserable today?" ”

Su Qingjia shook his head and smiled sweetly: "No, you look good, you still try to stand up after falling so many times, you are very brave, if it were me, I would definitely give up." ”

She looked at the boy earnestly and said, "Carlos, to be honest, you can fight until the last moment, which is already worthy of everyone's joy. You have a strong heart. "She liked this strong and brave teenager very much, as if he was tireless, he was always running and fighting. She learned a lot from him.

Carlos felt a little dizzy, he suddenly seemed to have come from below to heaven, it was all warm and sweet, and he asked in a low voice, "So, will you rejoice for me too?" ”

Su Qingjia was a little stunned, the pink card appeared in her mind again, and she didn't know how to answer.

"Think of me as your best friend, will you be happy for me?" Carlos added that he saw her dilemma.

There was a thick expectation in those blue-gray eyes, and a broken light passed from under his eyes, Su Qingjia nodded, and said, "Just treat me as my best friend, I'm really happy for you, Carlos, you are a little hero." ”

Carlos's hanging heart finally relaxed, he felt that he was even more dizzy, he felt that it might be the reason why he was too excited, "Bella, one day, I will tell everyone that you are a great scout, you have found a great player. ”

Your name will appear with me in every newspaper, he added in his heart.

He looked at Su Qingjia's delicate and fair face expectantly, like Snow White in a fairy tale, and then the princess raised her hand and put it on his cheek, and he closed his eyes in a daze......