Paris Saint-Germain academy base.

A slightly short, dark-haired boy, sweating profusely, was practising a free kick.

The sun hangs on the top of the head, like a furnace, making people unbearably hot.

"Leo, this Oriental man really has perseverance, and he is still practicing on such a hot day!" It was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with unkempt hair who spoke.

"Matthews, the day after tomorrow against the Paris FC team, if this kid hasn't played yet, he can only go back to Thailand."

The boy named Matthews, with red hair, only glanced faintly at the court, and then quickly retracted.

There was a hint of indifference in his eyes.

Hmph, damn Wen Jie, you came here ten years ago, you were so talented, and you took away the light that belonged to me Matthews at once.

However, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, 10 years have passed, I am still that genius, Mr. Carlenon said that I can be promoted to the first team in another year, as long as I can get a chance to play in the first team, I can definitely go to the ranks of superstars;

And you, ten years have passed, but you are unnoticed, the day after tomorrow, if you can't even catch the ball, hum, you can only be sent back to Thailand by the club to be your shemale!

on the pitch.

Wen Jie, who is already fifteen years old, chooses to practice every day, whether it is windy or rainy, no matter how bad the weather is, a practice is three or four hours.

It's been ten years, and things have long been different.

Wearing the No. 10 jersey, the "Prince of Dreams" - Raj, who returned to the club in Sao Paulo, Brazil, has long since retired in 2000;

Ronaldo Jr., who inherited Rayi's No. 10 jersey, was also sold to Barcelona in La Liga by the team for 25 million euros in 2003 due to the financial crisis of Paris Saint-Germain.

In the past ten years, Paris Saint-Germain has gradually been surpassed by teams such as Lyon and Marseille in Ligue 1, and the team has no outstanding results except for winning the French Cup last season;

……

"Damn! Why can't I improve my skills no matter how much I practice?! ”

Wrath!

In addition to anger, it is still anger!

Ten years ago, only 5-year-old Wenjie stayed on to select 12 students selected by Alpha Football Academy for training and exchange at European clubs, and signed an apprenticeship contract with Paris Saint-Germain.

Wenjie has high hopes from the club, after all, his talent is rated by Carlenon as not inferior to those little monsters of Clairefontaine.

According to the club's expectations, the Oriental kid will definitely become the darling of the Parc des Princes.

However, ten years have passed, and the child with the growth potential of an outstanding player has long been gone.

If it weren't for Mr. Callennon's insistence, Wenjie would have been sent back to Thailand long ago.

Opposite the training ground.

Third floor.

The club's youth training officer's office.

Carlenon was observing Wenjie through the blinds.

"Hey, Xiaojie, what's wrong with you? Not with the football talent you showed 10 years ago...... Even if you show 10 per cent of your talent, the club will not send you back to Thailand...... Hey......"

Standing at the window, looking at the sweaty little guy, Kalenon sighed for a long time.

"Xiaojie, although I would love for you to continue training here, what the team needs is players with potential......"

on the training ground.

Fifteen-year-old Wen Jie is still practicing.

The training has been going on for two hours.

The overdrawn body could no longer hold on, and then collapsed.

Panting for air.

"Damn! The day after tomorrow, I must have a good performance, for the sake of my grandfather, for the sake of my brother, I must stay! ”

The scorching sun overhead makes people's heads swell.

Ten years of time changed, like a slide played at double speed, quickly flashed in Wen Jie's mind.

Once a small talent, he should now be personable.

But now, if he can't play well against Paris FC the day after tomorrow, he will have to roll up and go back to Thailand.

Be a shemale?

No!

You can't even kill it!

"Absorb the energy is done! The system is loading, please host later. ”

"Who? Who's talking? Wen Jie was puzzled for a while, looked around, and didn't find anyone.

"Am I having auditory hallucinations? It seems that the training volume has been really large lately! ”

Wen Jie, who sat up from the grass, shook his head for a while.

"Please don't doubt yourself, this system is designed to help the host become a Great Sage!"

Wen Jie looked around again, but still didn't find anyone else.

"Weird? Could it be that I'm becoming a neurotic? Woo, this should be the first person in the history of Paris Saint-Germain club! ”

Think about it, Wen Jie is sad for a while!

"Please don't doubt yourself! The system can responsibly tell you that you are not experiencing auditory hallucinations or schizophrenia, and that the system is really present in your body. ”

The sound of metal reappeared in his head.

This time, Wen Jie was shocked!

What's going on!?

The Great Sage system, what the hell is this?!