Chapter 17: Finally
In the restaurant on the first floor of the La Masia Academy, Lei Ou eats meticulously and looks more relaxed.
If you were a little unconfident before, then after today's game, you should be able to squeeze into the top three.
Next to him is the Korean young master Park Shichang, with instant noodles and kimchi in front of him, and his expression is also very pleasant.
"Thunder Gull, congratulations!"
Lei Ou nodded and said, "Tongxi!" β
The U16s recruit three people, and judging from the ability shown so far, it should be very clear.
The top three are Rudy, Park Se-chang and Lei Ou.
The latter two are in no particular order.
The long-curly-haired flowing boy sat at this table with a dinner plate, and the others were only envious of this scene.
"You two are good!" Rudy slipped a steak into his mouth with a fork and chewed it slowly, his expression was like enjoyment.
"You're better!" Park Shichang said with a grin, taking a sip of instant noodles.
Seeing his food, Rudy frowned slightly, seeming to be a little disgusted.
"I just don't know, besides me, who among you can be selected?"
Hearing this, the thunder gull who was eating suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, and his expression froze on his face.
After a pause, he slowly moved his gaze to look at Park Shichang next to him.
The Korean young master took a bite of kimchi and said with a smile: "It tastes really good!" β
"You knew there were only two people, right?" Lei Ou asked coldly.
It was as if I had a dream, and now I woke up from a big dream.
"Yes." Park Se-chang replied.
"So, it's a scam, right?" Lei Ou asked in a deep voice.
He already had the answer in his heart, but he still couldn't believe it.
Knowing the youngest son of this chaebol family was an opportunity created by him, and then deliberately approached, assigned to a dormitory, and passed the ball to him.
All of these are clearly a bureau set up by him.
"Why ask knowingly? Why tear your face? Park threw the half-eaten instant noodles into the bucket, as if he had thrown away a useless piece of garbage.
Lei Ou was silent for a moment and let out a wry smile: "Do you have a face?" β
Park Shichang sighed lightly, "I can only blame you for being naΓ―ve, we are competitors, how can we become friends?" β
"If I were you, I would choose to remain silent and accept it with peace of mind, in exchange for my good opinion of you, expecting some material compensation."
When he said this, his expression was very bad.
Now that the fact has happened, Lei Ou did not make a move, and even stopped getting angry after calming down, which is a manifestation of a weak person.
"Do you think you're going to win?"
"Why not? Isn't the answer already obvious? Park Shichang said as he should.
Judging from the overall score and the ability shown today, he is confident to surpass Thunder Gull.
"Perhaps!"
Thunder Ou lowered his head and continued to eat.
"Oh oh! I finally understood what was going on. β
Rudy, who was eating melons on the side, suddenly realized, raised his hand to the Korean young master, and said contemptuously: "You are garbage!" β
Rudy grew up in a small town on the border with Brazil and spoke some simple Spanish, so he understood their conversation.
"No, no, no!"
Park Shichang didn't have the consciousness of admitting his mistake at all, stretched out his finger and shook it and said: "I just made good use of the rules, if you want to blame him, blame him for being too stupid!" β
Rudy pouted, "You're not only a piece of trash, you're shameless. β
Park Shichang smiled and did not respond.
Rudy sneered: "Trash, you think you are stronger than Thundergull, who gave you the courage?" β
Park Shichang frowned deeply and did not speak.
Isn't that obvious?
Why do you have this doubt?
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Bright sunshine, lazy afternoons.
The U16 trial players stood on the turf without slackening, and they lined up in three rows to wait for the final "trial".
Royce held a notebook with the list of winners.
Unlike before, Park Shichang's expression was a little solemn, just because of a question from Brazilian genius Rudy.
He was starting to feel a little less confident.
"Thank you!"
Royce put away his notebook and smiled, and said seriously: "Thank you for coming to La Masia for the trial, thank you for your hard work in the past few days." It is because of the steady stream of trial players that La Masia has been brilliant. β
"However, there will always be a result, whether good or bad, I hope you have the courage to accept it. Even if you can't stay here, don't be sad and don't give up, as long as you work hard, you can hope to become a professional player and become a good football player. β
"So, let me announce who will be lucky enough to join La Masia!"
As soon as Reus's words fell, the trial players were in high spirits and at the same time a little nervous.
Even those players who are not doing very well are hoping for a miracle.
Park Se-chang lowered his arms and clenched his fists, not even daring to breathe, as if he could hear his own heartbeat.
Here it comes.
This long-awaited moment is finally approaching.
Although Lei Ou's face has not changed, his heart has turned over the river and the sea, can the parents' last wish and aunt's expectation come true?
The most relaxed was the Brazilian genius Rudy, who yawned uncomfortably to ease the tension.
Royce returned to his previous smile and raised his hand to Rudy: "Yawning genius, congratulations, the first one to be selected!" β
Applause rang out, and people were congratulating Rudy.
This is not unexpected.
If he is not selected, it proves that the manager is blind.
As for who is the other, there will be suspense, but the two Asian boys are the most vocal.
Rudy's gaze swept over the two of them, and then fixed on Thunder Gull: "Congratulations, our squad leader!" β
Lei Ou was in a trance, his throat rolled, suppressed the excitement in his heart and whispered, "Thank you...... Thank you! β
Another round of applause, congratulations to the selected personnel.
"Thank you again to the rest of you, I really hope to see you on the green field one day!" Royce said with a smile.
"Why?"
A hysterical howl suddenly sounded, and people looked at the speaker Park Shichang, whose face was swollen and red with emotion.
Seems to be going crazy.
"Royce, why was Thundergull selected instead of me?"
Royce raised a sparse brow and asked, "Why do you think it's you?" β
Park Shichang burst into applause: "I can't imagine that the dignified La Masia is so unfair, in terms of comprehensive results, I am by no means under the thunder gull." β
Royce nodded: "Yes, you have a higher score than him in the comprehensive ranking in the early stage!" β
This answer made Park Shichang unable to fix it, and after reacting, he became even more angry: "Then why the hell isn't me?" Is it just because of today's game? I made a penalty and scored two goals, didn't I play well? β
"Not good!"
Royce shook his head and gave his answer, and at the same time showed a look of boredom in his eyes, "Korean boy, the two goals you scored today, my grandmother can kick them while lying on the bed!" β
"I ......"
Park Shichang was speechless, and finally burst into a foul mouth: "Grass!" β
Royce didn't pay any attention to the madman, looked through his notebook, and saw that there was another sentence in the remarks column of Thundergull's ability, which was what Mr. Puyol said about him.
The ability to read the game is extremely strong!
"Royce, when did you become blind?"
Royce turned his head and saw a familiar face, and exclaimed, "Fidel, what are you doing?" β
Fidel smiled and said, "I'm here to pick up my players!" β