Chapter 45: Leo? (Tomorrow to follow-up, today four more)

In the end, Fujii agreed to the request of the dean of students, and promoted the school on Fuji TV's soccer program, not because the dean proposed the benefit of halving the tuition fee, but completely voluntarily made a name for the school.

This show is scheduled for mid-September, I heard that a big name will be invited from abroad, and the local side is the green leaf with Fujii tree as a foil, so it is impossible for a high school team player to perform better than a professional star, right?

On the day of the recording of the show, Fujii changed into the short-sleeved jersey of the varsity team, which was required by the school, with the school logo on the chest and back.

"Good morning, long waiting."

Fuji TV's program team came to school early in the morning to pick up Fujii Tree, it was Friday, and the school gave him a day off.

"Good morning."

Fujii nodded in response, followed and got into the car, the business car of the program group is GM GL8, and the interior space is very spacious and comfortable.

"Leo, your contract is about to expire next year, although Barcelona intends to renew it, but the offer is still a little lower, and there are several teams in the Premier League who are very sincere."

In the back seat, two men with similar appearances spoke in extremely fast Spanish, Fujii Shu Chinese and English were okay, and Spanish was really incomprehensible.

But Leo Messi's face, he still recognizes, the man next to him who is older than Messi should be Messi's father, Jorge, who is also his economic man.

'Chelsea are the highest bidders and owner Abou is willing to spend money, they just won the Champions League a few months ago and want to win again.

Messi just kept nodding, for his father's words, almost left ear in and right ear out, he has become the main force in Barcelona, there is really no need to fight against the fierce Premier League adventure, changing teams is changing tracks, and Chelsea's championship thigh Drogba has just left the Blues, and the locker room environment is even worse, he doesn't want to take this risk and go away to Britannia.

"Hello, do you recognize me?"

Messi greeted Fujii in the front row seat in English, wanting to interrupt his father's conversation and talk about something more light-hearted.

"Of course I know, Ballon d'Or winner, Barcelona's main striker, Mr. Messi, hello."

Fujii Shu responded, turning his head, Messi was also shocked by his handsomeness, he had also seen famous handsome players like Kaka and Beckham, and his appearance was not bad, but there was a significant gap between him and the teenager in front of him.

Messi almost every year comes to the island country to do variety shows to make extra money, and by the way, to improve his popularity in East Asia, this teenager actually looked calm when he met him, and he was not in a hurry to sign it, as if their status was the same as each other, regardless of high or low.

This surprised Messi, who has been famous for many years, and few ordinary people can do this.

"I know that the island has a high school league, and I heard that you won the championship from the local area and are going to participate in the national competition, and I wish you can become the champion again."

Before participating in the show, Messi read the script provided by the program team, which had a brief introduction about Fujii Tree, he didn't expect it at that time, this teenager's appearance is so outstanding, the world is partial to high-value people, and he is no exception.

"Thank you, I wish you Argentina can reach the final of the next World Cup in Brazil and play well."

Fujii Shu said a blessing prophetically, in the 2014 World Cup in Brazil, Argentina did reach the final, but the 0-1 loss to the Germanic tank Germany was another matter.

"Haha, Leo, I like this guy, he's confident."

Jorge couldn't help but smile at Messi in Spanish and patted his son on the shoulder.

"I just don't know if his strength is worthy of this confidence."

Before that, Jorge twitched the corners of his mouth, with a hint of disdain and arrogance.

After his father became rich, he became less and less like him before.

Messi turned his gaze and looked at the people around him, when he was a child, when his family was poor, his father could always tell jokes to make the people around him happy, when he suffered from dwarfism, he gritted his teeth and took on the expenses of a thousand dollars a month, until he was taken by Barcelona, he rose to prominence, his family was worth hundreds of millions, and his father changed a lot, and he didn't like it very much.

Jorge will go to jail for money laundering next year, right?

Fujii Shu also noticed that this person's attitude was not good, recalling that Jorge used Messi's fame to launder money, the Spanish police are estimated to be eyeing him, waiting for next year's evidence to be complete, and they will close the net and arrange him to stay in prison for a few years.

I don't know if it hurts for the Spanish police brother to beat people with electric batons?

Fujii Shu thought, and there was nothing to say in the car all the way until it stopped outside the recording venue prepared by the program team.

"Fujii-san, wait a minute, hit twenty red cards with a soccer ball in a hundred seconds, come on."

At the venue where the program was recorded, twenty red plastic cards linked together were erected on the lawn, and the ball machine was about twelve yards away from the brand.

"You have a good sense of ball, and you've been practicing for a long time since you were a child, right?"

Messi asked a little unexpectedly after watching Fujii Shu catch the ball with the arch of his foot.

"Yes, I've been practicing for a long, long time."

In fact, Fujii Shu, who has practiced football for half a year, can only tell lies perfunctory, and his skills from zero to LV4 star in the early stage, no one will believe that he can do it in just half a year if he tells the truth.

"Let's go!"

The people in the program team pressed the stopwatch, the ball machine began to throw the ball, Fujii hit a brand with his first kick, and he continued to work hard, hitting different areas with seven consecutive kicks and shooting down seven red cards.

"This kid, a little bit of strength, huh?"

After all, Jorge has grown up with Messi all the way, and he still has the eye to see people, and when Messi is his age, it is estimated that this is the performance, looking at Fujii's relaxed movements when receiving the ball, the shooting skills are even more accurate, and every time he hits the red card, the landing point is almost in the middle.

"Leo, what do you think?"

He asked Messi next to him, or the evaluation of professional players is more intuitive.

Fujii's shooting rate has dropped, but he can still maintain the frequency of one of the three balls, and the ball machine is served every 2 seconds, the speed is medium, and the average professional player has poor footwork, which is really difficult.

"It's very strong, when I was seventeen or eighteen, it was about the same as him in terms of ball control and shooting, but it depends on his performance in other aspects, and it's better for me to go down and fight him alone."

Messi thought for a while, obviously a little moved, how can this kind of future star be buried in the amateur high school league?

"Okay, wait a minute, you can go to him and take a look, this kid shouldn't have a homo economicus, right? When the time comes, you can help me connect and see if I can sign an economic contract. ”

Jorge regretted his performance in the car a little bit, his skills were excellent, his appearance was against the sky, this kind of player was a natural cash cow, how could he miss it.

If I were him, I would definitely choose a man like Mendes, and he probably wouldn't say yes.

Messi nodded in response, but he didn't plan to open his mouth in his heart, what virtue his father had, didn't he know it?