Chapter 9: The youngest son of the chaebol family
With a moist breeze blowing from the Mediterranean Sea to Barcelona and the scorching sun obscured by dark clouds, it was the perfect time to play.
As the game progressed, Lei Ou's expression became a little solemn. It is no exaggeration to say that in reality he has never seen such a talented young player.
It is the Korean teenager Park Se-chang, who is absolutely outstanding in terms of ball sense and dribbling ability and shooting accuracy combined with man and ball, which is the legendary talent.
He also played as a striker, scoring three goals at the end of the first half, compared to two for the Thunder Gull.
The opponent leads 5-3.
At halftime, Park Shichang's eyes on Lei Ou also changed, and he became a little attached with a hint of respect.
"Smoke one?" Park Shichang, who was sitting on the grass, took out a box of cigarettes and gave way.
"No, it won't." Lei Ou stood aside and thought back to the game just now.
As long as it's a game, no matter what the nature, he cares a lot.
At the moment of half-time behind, what is the problem? How to solve it? It's all something to consider.
"Just smoke one."
Park Shichang continued to instigate, and seeing that he was still indifferent, he lit a cigarette and called a few teenagers to carry drinks in the car.
Park Shichang handed over a bottle of Coke: "If you don't smoke, you always drink Coke, right?" ”
"I only drink water." Lei Ou took a bottle of water and drank it slowly.
"Hey, that's boring!"
Park Se-chang smoked a cigarette and drank a drink, then asked, "Who do you think will win?" ”
The current situation is a two-goal lead at half-time.
When he asked this, Park Shichang showed some pride on his face.
"You're going to lose!"
Thunder Ou stood up and ran to the side of the team as if to say something.
The second half began.
As long as Korean teenagers are on the court, there is no trace of casualness and slackness, as if they are dealing with a war, and they take it seriously and seriously.
Scored another goal shortly after the opening, and then pulled the corners of his mouth at Lei Ou.
Lei Ou rushed forward with the ball, and the opponent's two shovels were not blocked, and they broke into the right side of the penalty area to have a chance to kick.
"Block!"
Park Shichang shouted, and the defender blocked the shooting route, however, the ball was kicked out of the game.
There was no shooting, but passing.
Our striker shoots from an unmarked position in front of the goal, and the goal is in!
Park Shichang frowned, and then gave a thumbs up to Thunder Ou.
Unexpectedly, he was actually passing the ball.
As the match continued, Park Se-chang's side gradually fell to the downside, first of all, his fitness was severely reduced and he could not pose much of a threat.
The second is that the role of the Thunder Ou has changed, not only can shoot, but also can pass the ball threateningly, making the opposing defenders physically and mentally exhausted.
At the end of the game, the Thunder Gull side won 10-6.
Park Shichang approached Lei Ou, stretched out his hand, and said seriously: "Officially introduce, my name is Park Shichang, the youngest son of the Korean chaebol family, please take care of me!" ”
With honorifics.
Lei Ou stretched out his hand, but there was some confusion on his face.
Didn't you introduce it? This time I added an identity, not to mention it, I also know that your family is very rich.
Park Shichang smiled, "The previous introduction was a bit arrogant, and I don't count. I'm a bit weird, and people I don't look down on will not be hypocritical; Absolute respect for what is on the look. ”
"My name is Thundergull!" Lei Ou said.
Park Shichang nodded: "Good name!" ”
Two people sat on the grass, one drinking water and the other drinking, perhaps because the culture was somewhat similar, and the conversation was more speculative.
"It's not that I'm not physically fit, you don't necessarily win." Park Shichang is still a little unconvinced.
"Smoking, drinking drinks, is not a good habit." Lei Ou did not deny his words. No one knows what ifs, because it's a false proposition.
"yes!"
Park Shichang took a slow puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "But without cigarettes, beer, drinks and women, how boring is life?" ”
Thunder Ou was noncommittal, never thought about those things, "Why are you here?" ”
"Come to La Masia for a tryout."
Park Shichang suddenly thought of something, and suddenly said: "Lei Ou, you play football so well, why don't you give it a try?" ”
"I ......"
Lei Ou was a little shocked, but he didn't expect him to come here for a trial, thinking about his skills are indeed qualified.
"I haven't thought about it yet."
Park Shichang didn't care, got up and ran to the car, took out a pair of sneakers and threw them on the grass: "Your sneakers are about to break, I just bought a new pair, I don't know if it's suitable or not." ”
"No need!" Lei Ou decisively refused.
For gifts from strangers, my mother and aunt taught me from an early age not to accept them lightly.
"Do you think I'm giving you alms? Thunder Gull, it's boring for you to think so. I don't have many people to respect, and you're barely one. Isn't it okay to have a reward for winning the game? Park did not give up.
Such an expensive pair of sneakers, Thunder Ou dreamed of.
However, the education he received from an early age did not support his desires.
"Don't!" Lei Ou's tone was resolute.
Park Shichang looked at this stubborn teenager for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "Okay, don't force it, it's always okay to exchange contact information, right?" ”
Lei Ou gave him a phone call, and then the two parted.
If nothing else, we'll see you in La Masia soon.
Lei Ou returned to the low-rent apartment and saw an abominable face, Fidel took the toy and tried his best to curry favor with Su Hu.
"What are you doing here?" Lei Ou asked coldly.
Su Hu threw away his toys and hid in the bedroom, not having a good impression of this father.
"Can't you look at my son?" Fidel lit a cigar.
"Your son? Can you get a face? In addition to giving some meager child support, what are your obligations as a father? Lei Ou scoffed.
Fidel does pay child support every month, but every time it is pitiful, and Su Mei has never relied on these, working three jobs to raise two children.
Fidel didn't dwell on the question, took out a business card from his suit pocket and slapped it on the coffee table, "I have to thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten this job!" ”
Lei Ou glanced at his business card, and the identity on it was a scout for the Real Madrid team.
How is this possible?
Fidel laughed: "Thunder Ou, you're going to La Masia for a tryout, right?" If it doesn't work out, come to Real Madrid and I'm an old acquaintance who can help you. ”
"Don't worry, I'll succeed!" Lei Ou said in a deep voice.
"Really?"
Fidel raised his eyebrows: "I forgot to tell you, although I am no longer in La Masia, there are still some old relationships over there, and I can take special care of you!" ”
"Get out of here!" Thunder Ou burst into tears.
Fidel sneered and walked out of the low-rent apartment with a cigar in his mouth.
Lei Ou took a deep breath and muttered, "You can only succeed, not fail." ”
If La Masia fails, there is no way back.
God, is this blind? Why are the wicked not punished?
No, it's not God's business, it's God.