Chapter 2 Become a Big Star

Yi Le, from the "football city" - Dalin City.

In fact, Yi Le is not mentally retarded. Originally, he just didn't study well, and he was a simple and honest person, but he was not in arrears with IQ.

It's just by chance that he became a hooker, but this one is a bit tricky.

Now his body points are almost all digitized, and if he wants to increase a certain value, well, exchange his IQ for it.

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

Fortunately, the system forcibly interrupted the upgrade process, otherwise Yi Le would not have appeared in La Masia, but in the hospital.

In front, the director of youth training was speaking, but Yi Le was obviously letting loose. One of the sequelae of arrears in IQ was that it was difficult for him to concentrate except for playing football.

Now, a virtual picture appeared in front of him.

Body: 65

Physical fitness: 69

Shots: 50

Dribbling: 80

Field of View: 90

Passing: 91

This is a 100-point virtual panel, and the 'vision' and 'passing' are impressively 90 points, and the dribbling is also a good 80 points. This is the data after adding points.

As for stamina, body and shooting are raw data, plus the results of two years of training in La Masia.

After staring blankly for a long time, Yi Le started to lose his mind even when looking at the data panel.

His eyes were sluggish, and his mouth was slightly open. If there was a crystal clear liquid flowing out of the corner of his mouth, he was directly a 'complete fool'.

Suddenly, Yi Le felt that someone was stabbing him in the waist.

He turned his head and looked over subconsciously, and saw his friend Coster Ben winking at him.

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

Coster Ben's face darkened, while the other teenagers burst into laughter.

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

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

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

When you're done, turn around and leave.

"OK."

Yi Le got up and followed step by step.

......

In the office, the youth training director looked at the little guy who started to lose his mind again.

This was supposed to be the perfect successor to 'Harvey', the genius commander who was supposed to be the midfielder at Camp Nou, but now fate has played a big joke on him.

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

Yi Le: "Oh!"

The youth training director was full of helplessness, and added again: "In the future, you will no longer be able to come to La Masia to train."

Yi Le suddenly came back to his senses, his tender face was full of grievances, and his voice was trembling: "Mi...Grandpa Miranda, you...you don't want me?"

The youth training director's eyes are full of pain. After two years of care and careful cultivation, he has regarded Yi Le as his grandson. Now he is leaving the big family of La Masia, and his heart is full of reluctance.

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

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

Looking at Yi Le's terrified face, Miranda couldn't help but sighed, got up and walked over, hugging the other person gently.

Holding Yi Le and feeling the trembling body of the other party, Miranda said with a complicated expression: "Yi, what I say now, you have to keep it firmly in your heart."

Yi Le nodded repeatedly, forcing himself to concentrate.

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

Miranda looked at Yi Le solemnly and said, "I will arrange a trial training for you, all you have to do is to integrate into the team, become the main force, become famous, and become a big star, so that you can go home, understand Yet?"

"Mmmmmmm.

"

Yi Le nodded again and again and secretly repeated.

I want to integrate into the team, sit firmly in the main force, make a name for myself, and become a big star.

right!

That's right!

I want... Huh? Um...I'm going to be a big star?

.....

On this day, it was drizzling in Barcelona.

The gloomy weather seemed particularly depressing, and La Masia, who was originally full of vitality, seemed to be in a depression.

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

"Goodbye, idiot!"

Coster Ben looked at Yi Le with reluctance, and waved goodbye.

Others also looked sad. After all, they were children. Although they had a competitive relationship, they would not be happy because of Yi Le's departure. After all, they were not complicated enough to sell their emotions for profit.

Yi Le looked at the sad expressions of everyone, and said with a puzzled face: "Why are you sad? I just left for a short time. Grandpa Miranda said that I can come back when I become a big star, and I will continue to play football with you at that time."

Becoming a big star... The teenagers look even more sad, professional football is so difficult, and becoming a big star is even more difficult than reaching the sky.

Moreover, Yi Le's IQ problem, whether he can still prevent him from continuing to fight in the professional arena is also the key.

Seeing Yi Le taking it for granted, his friend Coster Ben wiped his tears, showed a smile, stretched out his fist and said, "I'll wait for you!"

Yi Le smiled casually, and also stretched out his fist, and the two touched it lightly.

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

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

In the youth training camp, Miranda watched Yi Le leave until she could no longer see the other party, then turned and left with a gloomy expression.

......

British Peninsula, London.

This is a football capital, and almost all football-related industries are related to football. It can even be said that the whole of England only has football in the eyes.

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

A very important question now arises.

He forgot his team's name.

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

Suddenly, he saw a group of fans in blue uniforms passing by in a mighty street. These are Chelsea fans.

Yi Le recognized the jersey and couldn't help but run wildly, blocking the opponent's way, handing out his card to a leading strong man, and then looking at the opponent with hope.

The Chelsea fans phalanx stopped, and the strong man who was the leader looked at the young man who was blocking in front of him and handed out a card to him, Zhang Er couldn't make up his mind.

"I'm going here." - Spanish.

Strong man: ? ? ?

"I'm going here." - Chinese.

Strong man: ? ? ?

Seeing the suspicious look of the other party, Yi Le became more and more anxious.

Just as 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 young man stepped forward and said with a smile, "Are you lost?"

Yi Le listened to the other party 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 his heart pierced for a while. Although Lao Tzu grew a beard and grew more mature, he wouldn't be called an uncle, right?

The youth's cheeks twitched, he took Yi Le's card, glanced at it, and said, "The place you are going is the Isle of Dogs, 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 actually from Millwall?"

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

Yi Le's face was sluggish, what's the matter?

Looking at those Blues fans leaving with a bad look on their faces, Yi Le finally breathed a sigh of relief. Now he remembers the team's name, it's called... Huh? What's it called?

Half an hour later, Yi Le came to the Isle of Dogs.

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 the Isle of Dogs.

This way, Yi Le walked extremely bumpy, but he finally found the 'Milwall Team'. Looking at the blue lion team logo, Yi Le walked in with a small suitcase.

But before he could take a few steps, the guard stopped him.

"Stop!"

Yi Le subconsciously took a step forward and turned his head to look in doubt.

I saw an old man with gray hair coming over in a security uniform, looking at Yi Le suspiciously, and saying, "Are you a fan?"

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

But based on the experience along the way, Yi Le directly handed over the card that Miranda gave him.

The old security guard took a look and saw that his eyes lit up because he saw the Barcelona team logo on the recommendation.

Is this the young man from La Masia? !

La Masia is famous for a long time. Although the Barcelona first team is not very cold, it can be said to be a treasure for a team like Millwall who is in the British Championship.

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