Chapter 2 Becoming a Big Star

Yi Le comes from the 'city of football'-Dalin.

In fact, Yi Le is not intellectually impaired. Originally, he just didn't learn well, and he was kind, but he didn't owe IQ.

It was only at an accidental opportunity that he became a threat, but it was a bit of a pitfall.

Nowadays, his body points are almost all digitized. If he wants to enhance a certain value, that's good, IQ is exchanged.

In this way, Yi Le, whose brain was so hot, almost drained his IQ and became a fool.

Fortunately, the system forcibly interrupts the upgrade process, otherwise Elektro will not appear in La Masia, but in the hospital.

Earlier, the youth training director was speaking, but Yi Le was clearly showing off. One of the after-effects of IQ owed money, he was difficult to concentrate besides playing football.

Now there is a virtual picture in front of him.

Body: 65

Physical fitness: 69

Shot: 50

Dribbling: 80

Field of View: 90

Passes: 91

This is a 100-point virtual panel. On the 'field of view' and 'passing', it is 90 points, and the dribbling is also good 80 points. This is the added data.

As for physical fitness, body and shooting are raw data, plus the results of two years of training in Lamasia.

After looking at it for a long time, Yi Le is now even thinking when he looks at the data panel.

His eyes were dull, and his mouth was slightly open. If the liquid flowing out of the corner of his mouth was a complete fool.

Suddenly, Yi Le felt that someone was scratching his waist.

He turned his head subconsciously and glanced at him, seeing his friend Costen Ben frowning at himself.

Yi Le tilted his head and wondered, "Ben, are your eyes sick?"

Coster Ben turned dark, while the other teenagers laughed.

The youth training director only shouted helplessly: "Yi, I'm calling you."

Yi Le turned to look at the youth training director and said dumbly, "Oh!"

The youth training director grinned and shook his head helplessly: "Yi, come with me."

After that, turn around and leave.

"Ok."

Yi Le got up and followed the steps.

.......

In the office, the head of the youth training looked complexly at the little guy who started to lose his mind.

This should be the perfect successor of 'Harvey', the talented commander who should have been in the midfield of Camp Nou, but now fate has made him a big joke.

"Yi, the club has decided and you are abandoned."

Yi Le: "Oh!"

The youth training director was full of helplessness, adding again: "In the future, you can no longer come to Lamasia to train."

Yi Le suddenly looked back, his tender face was full of grievances, and his voice was shaking: "M ... Grandpa Miranda, do you want me?"

The head of the youth training is full of pain. After two years of care and careful cultivation, he has taken Yi Le as his grandson, and now he wants to leave the big family of La Masia.

Looking at the silent Miranda, Yi Le panicked even more.

"I ... did I do something wrong?"

Miranda looked at Yi Le with a horrified look, couldn't help sighing, got up and walked over, holding each other gently.

Holding Yi Le, feeling the other's trembling body, Miranda looked complex: "Yi, what I said now, you must keep it in your heart."

Yi Le nodded repeatedly, forcing himself to concentrate.

"There is only one way you want to go home!"

Miranda took a serious look at Yi Le and said, "I will arrange trials for you. All you have to do is integrate into the team, settle on the main force, build your fame and become a big star, so you can go home and understand Yet?"

"Uh-huh."

Yi Le repeatedly nodded, secretly repeating.

I want to be part of the team, stay on the main line, build my fame and become a big star.

Correct!

That's right!

I want to ... huh? Uh ... I want to be a big star?

.....

On this day, it was drizzle in Barcelona.

The gloomy weather seemed extraordinarily depressed, and La Masia, who was already energetic, seemed to be caught in a period of depression.

It was raining, and at the gate of La Masia, Yi Le said goodbye to the friends.

"Goodbye, silly!"

Coster Ben looked at Yi Le with a dismay, waving goodbye.

Others are equally sad. After all, they are children. Although they have a competitive relationship, they will not be happy because of the departure of Yi Le. After all, they are not complicated enough to betray emotions for the benefit.

Yi Le looked at the sad expression of everyone, wondering: "Why are you sad? I just left for a short time. Grandpa Miranda said that I can come back as a big star and continue to play with you at that time."

Becoming a big star ..... The teenagers look even more sad. How difficult is professional football, and becoming a big star is even harder than going to the sky.

And Yi Le's IQ problem is still the key to prevent him from continuing to fight in the professional arena.

Looking at Yi Le's take for granted, his friend Cost. Ben touched his tears, revealed a smile, and stretched out his fist, "I'll wait for you!"

Yi Le smiled arrogantly, and also extended his fists, and they touched lightly.

Bathed in light rain, Yi Le stepped out of La Masia with a small suitcase.

That little back is so bleak, lonely, and dim ...

In the youth training camp, Miranda watched Yile leave, until he could no longer see each other's figure, then turned dimly and left.

...

The British Peninsula, London.

This is a football capital, looking at almost all football-related industries, it can even be said that the whole of England has only football in the eyes.

Walking on a street in London, looking at the dazzling surroundings, Yi Le held a card with the address in his hand, and his eyes were obscured.

An extremely important issue has arisen.

He forgot his team name.

The address on the card was in English, and he could not understand it. At this time, he could only walk aimlessly on the streets of London, like a lost teenager.

Suddenly, he saw a crowd of fans wearing blue jerseys on the street. These were Chelsea fans.

Yi Le recognized the ball suit, and he couldn't help rushing, blocking the opponent's road, handing his card towards a leading strong man, and then looking at the opponent with a look of hope.

Chelsea fans stopped, and the strong man as the leader looked at the boy who was blocking himself in front of him and handed out the card towards himself.

"I'm going here."-Spanish.

Brawny :? ? ?

"I'm going here."-Chinese.

Brawny :? ? ?

Looking at the other person's doubts, Yi Le was more anxious.

Just when Yi Le and the strong man were staring at each other, a young man stepped forward and said to the strong man, "The Chinese he speaks should be lost."

After speaking, the youth stepped forward and smiled, "Are you lost?"

Yi Le listened to the other man speaking awkward Chinese, but at least he was able to communicate. He couldn't help showing a surprised expression and nodded again and again: "Hello uncle, I'm going here."

Uncle .. uncle?

The young man's eyes widened and he was worried for a while. Although Lao Tzu had rebeared and matured, he would not be called an uncle?

The young man twitched his cheek, took the card of Yi Le, took a look, and said, "The place you are going to is Dog Island. In the southeast of London, you need to take a taxi."

Then he saw the following line of words, his face changed, and said, "Disgusting! Are you a Millwall?"

With the advent of this sentence, those fans immediately showed a hint of disgust.

Yi Le has a dull face, what's wrong?

Looking at the blue army fans leaving with a dumb look, Yi Le finally breathed a sigh of relief. Now he remembers the name of the team, called ...? What is it called?

Half an hour later, Ele came to Dog Island.

It is surrounded by Lake Thames on three sides, and the most famous is Canary Wharf, which is one of the most active financial centers in London.

The Millwall team is located in a training base west of Dog Island.

This way, Yi Le went very uphill, but finally found the 'Millwall team', looking at the blue lion logo, Yi Le went in with a small suitcase.

But before he took a few steps, the janitor stopped him.

"Stop!"

Yi Le paused subconsciously, turning his head in doubt.

I saw an old man with gray hair, came over wearing security uniforms, looked at Yi Le suspiciously, and said, "Are you a fan?"

Yi Le didn't understand English, and his head was full of black question marks.

However, based on experience along the way, Ele passed the card that Miranda gave him directly.

The old security man glanced and saw his eyes brighten, because he saw the Barcelona team logo on the recommended spot.

Is this a young man from Lamasia? !!

La Masia has a long-standing reputation, although Barcelona's first team is not very cold, but for a team like Millwall mixed in the English crown, it can be said to be a baby.

"Wait a minute ... Neil, the genius of La Masia comes!"

(End of this chapter)