It was a day in July 2003, and although it was already golden autumn, the Mediterranean climate of Spain still made the temperature in Barcelona warm as spring, and I did not feel the unique cold silence of autumn.

The golden and warm sunlight shines through the trees on both sides of the street, which are still dense, and paves the road like broken gold, and the pedestrians come and go.

In addition, the gentle breeze, with a bit of salty smell of the sea, combined with a little warmth, like a woman's gentle fingers, gently brushed the hairline and skin of pedestrians, blowing away their worries and impatience.

Coupled with the blue sky and a few white and flawless clouds, such weather and environment are like a fairyland on earth, which can dissipate a qiē trouble.

However, there are exceptions to every qiē in the world. For example, at this moment, an Asian teenager who was full of loneliness and stood at the door of La Masia with his head bowed felt a layer of loss and sorrow that could not be melted like ice.

His name is Hero, the heroic Ying, the male who dominates the side, is a Hispanic-Chinese, and he is just 18 years old this year. He has a standard Asian physique, jet-black hair, big dark eyes, yellow skin, and a thinner figure than his other racial peers.

His appearance is not handsome, but he is definitely handsome, and he has the feeling of a weak scholar. Although he is wearing a T-shirt and blue jeans that look a little old, it can be seen that his family background is not very good, but based on his appearance alone, no matter where he is placed, he should belong to the more popular type.

But at this time, the hero's face was furrowed with two heroic sword eyebrows, condensing the heavy knot that a young man of his age should have.

This qiē seems to have originated from the bulging backpack he was carrying on his back and the huge suitcase he was dragging in his hands.

A few dozen minutes ago, he was one of the thousands of Heavenly Sons of La Masia. But at this moment, he is already a loser who has been swept away in humiliation.

La Masia Academy, founded in 1989, under the auspices of the Dutch Cruyff, the godfather of Barcelona at that time, this school absorbed the concept of the most advanced Dutch football in the world at that time from the moment it was built. Based on this, it has continued to innovate and develop, and it has become the most important heart of the world's top giants Barcelona.

Over the past decade, the school has continued to provide excellent blood to Barcelona's first team, including two-time Barcelona captain Pep Guardiola and Puyol. As a result, Barcelona has even gained a reputation as a club that will use its own youth blood the most.

With a long history of excellent results and a good reputation, La Masia Academy has already become internationally renowned as one of the world's leading football schools, attracting countless football talents from all over the world to study here every year.

Located on the left side of Aristides Avenue in Barcelona, this large farm-like compound called La Masia has become a dream mecca for young football players around the world.

However, today, this football mecca that countless people dream of has become a sad place for heroes. He used to feel extremely proud and proud to be a part of this place, but this qiē has become a past that cannot be repeated.

This young man of Chinese descent, today, here, has been hit hard by his football career.

This morning, just as the hero was looking forward to another day of training, Bouad, who was in charge of training in La Masia, called him out of his office and said the following with a stern face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. After discussion with our coaching staff, we feel that you are the right fit to stay here and that your football qualities and characteristics do not meet our requirements. Hopefully, you can continue your football dreams elsewhere and I wish you success. ”

These words are undoubtedly a thunderous blow to the 18-year-old hero who has invested all his enthusiasm and expectations in football.

"Please, sir, please give me another chance! I can definitely improve! It will definitely work! The hero, who did not want to leave, pleaded hoarsely.

However, all he got was a cold "sorry" forever.

The helpless hero doesn't know how he got out of Bouad's office, he is like a walking dead who has lost his soul, and he walks out with a weak foot.

After walking out of the office, he leaned against the door with some weakness, as if his body had lost all his strength at once.

The 18-year-old hero could not cope with such a heavy blow suddenly, and only felt that suddenly there was a thick black cold cloud hanging over his head, making him unable to see the future of his football career.

At this time, for him, the road ahead seemed to be bleak and without light.

At that moment, he suddenly heard a few whispered conversations coming from Bouad's office.

"Just let him go, Bouad, I think we can keep that Chinese guy to observe, I think his nose for grabbing points is really good."

The hero could tell that this was Capellas, the other person in charge of their U18 echelon training. This gray-haired old man was a well-known good man in La Masia.

At the same time, he is also the one who recruited heroes into La Masia in the first place, and is the one who is most optimistic about heroes in La Masia.

Hearing this, the hero, who was still lifeless just now, seemed to suddenly see a glimmer of light and listened attentively.

However, Bouad's answer immediately drove him into the abyss again.

"Man, we're not just a academy here, it's La Masia, we're the best academy in the world. I admit that the lad's nose in front of the door was excellent. But in other ways, he was lackluster. You should know that in this day and age, there is not much ground for a single striker like him to survive in the top European leagues, especially in our Barcelona possession system. He could probably be a good sub-goalscorer, but we don't need a player like that. Our mission is to bring talent to the great Barcelona, and that Chinese kid will never get there. ”

The pride and disdain in Bouad's words are clearly heard by the hero. His clenched fists trembled slightly uncontrollably, "Unwilling! I'm not reconciled!! He cried out silently in his heart.

But he couldn't refute it, because what Bouad said was indeed the truth. He is truly the bottom of the Under-18s in any aspect other than his nose and shooting skills in front of goal.

With his head down, he slowly walked away, but his body was trembling and trembling all the time, and it never subsided.

Under the watchful eye of his former training partner, the hero slowly left without looking back.

For an 18-year-old, high-spirited teenager, there is no more humiliating scene for them. It is to leave as a loser under the gaze of everyone.

"Leo, what are you looking at? Hurry up and start your workout. ”

"Oh, here we are." A teenager who was short in height compared to his peers replied.

Then, the teenager named Leo Messi withdrew his gaze from the hero's lonely back, and turned his head towards the training assembly place with a flat face.

Messi didn't care about the hero's departure, because he had seen too many such scenes and people during his years at La Masia. But what he cares about is that the hero is a little different from the others who have left.

He noticed that the hero's body, always taut, always grappling. Compared with the previous people who lost their souls and left, he felt that there were some different and unique traits in the hero.

But that's all, as the genius of La Masia now, Messi forgot about the hero, the "little man", who left in an unknown corner, after a while.

But what he didn't know was that in the years to come, there would be a saga between him and the hero that would accompany him throughout his career, a legend that would remain in world football.

This is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

Standing at the door of La Masia, the hero looked back at the football school he was once proud of, with the reluctance to leave, the resentment of being looked down upon, and a trace of nostalgia that was difficult to erase.

His four-year career at La Masia, starting at the age of 14, came to an end.

Bouad's evaluation of the hero was still repeated in his mind at this moment, "That Chinese boy will never reach this level." That Chinese kid will never be able to reach this level. That Chinese kid will never be able to reach this level. ……”

This sentence, like the whisper of a nightmare, kept reverberating in the hero's mind, not only did not weaken, but became louder and louder.

In the end, the hero almost felt that Bouad had been in his ear all along, repeating the phrase over and over again. This sentence keeps stabbing the hero's heart.

For a teenager as competitive and with a lot of self-esteem as Hero, there is no comment that stimulates them more than that.

This is a simple, truthful comment, and if it were addressed to an adult who has been in society for many years, he would probably accept it.

But the hero will not, because he is also simple. He was just a simple teenager, a teenager who was so simple to die that he wanted to fulfill the football dream of his late friend and savior.

At this moment, the hero suddenly remembered his grandfather.

When he was a child, his grandfather always held the little hero in his arms whenever he was free and told him Chinese history, stories and heroes.

Under the deliberate guidance of his grandfather, the little hero regarded Han Xin, a military genius who had been humiliated by his crotch and then made a marquis, a meritorious figure who single-handedly achieved the ancient Han Dynasty, his idol.

At that time, the little hero and his grandfather once had a conversation about Han Shin.

"Grandpa, grandpa, is that Han Xin very powerful?"

Faced with this question, the hero remembers his grandfather, who once participated in the War of Resistance Against Japan, and answered him like this.

"Amazing, of course. Xiaoxiong, you will be like Han Xin in the future. ”

"What should I do if I fail for a while and am looked down upon?"

"Just give Lao Tzu to endure it!"

"Then, work hard! Step up your game!! Try harder!! ”

"Finally, Ge Laozi, slap me back!!!"

Thinking of this, suddenly another voice overshadowed Bouad's voice in the hero's head, and it was his grandfather's angry voice.

"Ge Laozi, slap me back!"

The voice grew louder and louder, louder and louder, until it exploded in the hero's mind like thunder!

At this time, the hero's face also began to change, and the knot between his eyebrows turned into a boiling murderous aura. The unwillingness and loneliness in his eyes turned into a burning fighting spirit like magma, and his tense body also relaxed, standing up like a sharp sword.

His eyes became hotter and brighter. In the end, it was as if it could stab someone else's eye.

Suddenly, the hero raised his right hand and shouted at La Masia in the sun, screaming in his loudest voice.

"Amin, I'll definitely call back!!"

The voice was so sharp that it was like a sword piercing through the blue sky.

In front of the gate of La Masia, in the bright golden sun, an 18-year-old ordinary football boy who was dismissed made his strongest voice!

This is the voice of his life!!