"Why?"

Fidel stood up abruptly, staring at the blonde man in front of him in surprise.

Puyol, the captain of Barcelona's Dream III era and the leader of the defense, has a decisive prestige and status at FC Barcelona.

What he said was naturally true.

"Why?"

Puyol smiled playfully, swept a copy of the young player's information into the trash can, bent down and picked it up: "Deciding whether a young player is eligible for a trial needs to be determined by the evaluation team, not you alone; Treat any child who aspires to La Masia with enough respect that you throw his profile in the trash. You have forgotten the traditions and rules of La Masia, what qualifies you to be the director here? ”

Fidel stood blankly behind his desk and asked, puzzled, "Just ...... Just because of this? ”

Puyol shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Mr. Fidel, why did you let me say it so clearly? How many dirty things you've done during your tenure, and what kind of situation you've brought La Masia to, do you still need me to tell you? ”

Walking forward, Puyol patted Fidel on the shoulder, "You have no credit for all these years, you can be regarded as hard work, keep being a scout." Otherwise you won't have a place at Barça. ”

"Sorry, I'm going to work, please don't bother me!"

The eviction order was issued, and like Sumy before, Fidel walked out of what was once his own territory.

Heaven and hell are sometimes just a few minutes apart.

Sitting behind his desk, Puyol looked solemn, he knew how much courage he had on his shoulders and how difficult the road was.

In a way, the glory of La Masia represents the glory of Barcelona, which has long lost its former glory in recent years, just like Barcelona.

There is still a long way to go.

Taking a deep breath, Puyol came back to his senses, opened the file bag, took out the CD, and put it into the console.

In the video, a teenager with an oriental face gallops on the court......

Suddenly, Puyol picked up the landline and called: "Notify the assessment team to come to my office immediately!" ”

……

……

At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun casts the sand golden.

An emaciated figure ran on the beach, a long shadow swaying in the sea.

Barefoot, sandy beach, carrying weights.

That's how Thunder Gull trains, he doesn't know all the abilities that it takes to be a professional footballer, but he understands that if you want to play, you must first have enough fitness.

Every morning and evening, the Thundergull runs ten kilometers by the sea.

Fear of cold and heat, rain or shine.

Back at the low-rent apartment, there is a pot of seafood risotto on the coffee table, a Spanish specialty, which is very in line with the taste of Chinese people.

Thundergulls like to eat, but can't eat often, and for such a family, eating once a week is good.

"Auntie!" Lei Ou shouted without seeing Su Mei.

"I'm a little tired, you can eat first." Sumy in the bedroom replied.

The redness and swelling on her face did not subside, and she did not dare to go out.

Sitting on the old sofa, Lei Ou did not move his chopsticks. After a while, the door opened, and a little boy with Oriental black hair, black eyes, and a face, but a Westerner with a nose bridge raised, barged in with a school bag on his back.

Su Hu, Su Mei's 8-year-old son.

"Mommy! Brother! Wow, it's been a long time since I've eaten a good meal! Seeing the food, Su Hu exclaimed, threw away his schoolbag and sat on the small bench, serving a bowl and burying his head in it.

"Speak Chinese!" Su Mei in the bedroom screamed.

Su Hu spoke Spanish just now, and there is a rule in this family that he only speaks Chinese.

"Got it."

Su Hu spoke a somewhat lame Chinese vaguely, which was not comparable to Lei Ou and was not very proficient.

Lei Ou frowned slightly and glanced at the bedroom, and then put a bowl of rice and chewed it slowly, this is his habit, and eating carefully is more conducive to absorption.

A pot of seafood risotto, Xiao Suhu ate half of it, then stood up and patted his belly: "Brother, I'm going to play football." ”

After school, playing football is a favorite pastime for the little ones here.

Lei Ou only ate a bowl before putting down his chopsticks and knocking lightly on the bedroom door: "Auntie, what's wrong?" ”

"La Masia is hopeless, I'll take you to Madrid tomorrow to try." Su Mei's voice was a little hoarse.

"Good!"

Lei Ou was relieved, at least there was nothing worse, but he was still deceived.

Su Mei is most afraid that her nephew will know about her beating.

There was a quick knock on the door, and Thunder Ou walked over to open the door and saw a familiar face.

Out-of-tune scouts.

"How did you find me?" Lei Ou asked with difficulty.

Sheldon leaned against the door frame and replied easily: "The person this son wants to find, even if it is at the end of the world, he can still find it." ”

In fact, Sheldon has been looking for a whole half a day, and there are fewer eastern faces who live here, so Thunder Gull is more famous for playing football.

"Are you handsome here?"

Lei Ou asked angrily, from the sweat on his face and the sweat stains on his shirt, it was already clear that he was talking nonsense.

With two dry coughs, Sheldon walked into the room, looked at it a few times, and was reassured, similar to his own guess.

The family is poor, and he needs money, so there is hope.

'Tomorrow I go to the RCD Espanyol academy for a trial and I can give you a contract.' Sheldon retracted his gaze and said seriously.

"What?"

Su Mei in the bedroom screamed in surprise and hurried out, with excitement in her eyes.

She only noticed two words - contract, which means that Thunder Ou is very likely to become a professional player.

Lei Ou gave a brief introduction and asked, "What kind of contract can you give me?" ”

"This ......"

Sheldon scratched his head and continued, "It's up to you to play and whether you have potential." ”

The contract was just a personal commitment to convince Thunder to go on a tryout.

Of course, Sheldon has his own plans, and even if the Spaniard doesn't give him a contract, he can sign this potential stock and give some funding.

In addition to scouting, Sheldon is also a football agent, although he does not have any players under his umbrella.

What is the return on investment? He was more than willing to invest his money in his own countrymen.

"Okay, I'll try it tomorrow."

While speaking, Su Mei's mobile phone rang, and Lei Ou saw that his aunt answered the phone and her expression was instantly stunned, and then she was pleasantly surprised and said yes again and again.

Putting down the phone, Su Mei's eyes were filled with tears of excitement, "Lei Ou, La Masia has notified you to go to the trial!" ”

After ten years of waiting, I finally waited for this day. This was the last wish of Rai Ou's parents, and it was all the motivation for Sumy to stay in Spain. Even if it's just a tryout!

I heard that the thunder gull was a little stupid.

But even more stupid was Sheldon, he looked at the two of them with a deflated expression, and muttered: "If you don't bring such a playful person, do you still talk about coming first and arriving later?" ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shelton, let's go to La Masia first, and if we can't get in, we'll go to the Spaniards!" Su Mei said with relief.

What the fuck is using me as a spare tire?

Sheldon's expression was even more strange, but he didn't know what to say, and his strength was indeed not as good as La Masia's.

"Auntie! I went to Espanyol for a tryout! ”

The thunder gull who was the party suddenly spoke.