There is a dream called football

Chapter 27 Casillas' Advice
Li Qiao knew that it might be impolite to ask questions on the training ground. After all, these stars' time was precious, but this time Li Qiao felt like he was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't vomit.

"I've already passed you, why can you guess that I will smash the ball."

Cassie smiled and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you learned this trick from watching TV."

Li Qiao nodded.

"In the 1994 World Cup, I watched the live broadcast of Baggio passing Zubizarreta and scoring Spain." Cassie said, "That kind of ball is really beautiful. Raul and Baggio can do it, but you can't do it for the time being. I bet you must be too big. Your only choice is to pull the ball back before the baseline."

"Is it impossible for me to shoot directly?"

Cassie shook his head and smiled, "Impossible, you don't have the ability yet."

Li Qiao nodded.

Casey threw the ball, and practice continued.

At the end of the 20-minute practice, Cassie took a bottle of water and chatted with Juan, without any big-name airs.

Li Qiao struggled in his heart for a long time, but he still decided to go up and ask, and there were many things he couldn't express.

"Igor, I still can't figure out that ball."

Cassie signaled not to ask any more, but said with a smile: "You don't need to think about it, do you want to hear a piece of advice?"

Li Qiao nodded.

But I didn't expect Cassie's next sentence to make Li Qiao feel like a thunderbolt.

"If possible, don't stay in Real Madrid, find a place where you can play. You are very talented, but you need the experience of the game. Unfortunately, this is exactly what Real Madrid can't give you."

Seeing Li Qiao motionless, like a stone sculpture, Cassie patted Li Qiao, "Scared you?"

"No."

"Hehe, this is what I mean, but it's up to you to listen to it or not."

"Thank you, Igor."

What Li Qiao didn't know was that when he was talking to Cassie, a middle-aged man with a big belly in the dark kept watching him, writing something in a small notebook from time to time.

"It's him, I must take him away from Real Madrid."

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The training in Madrid is very boring, but there is also time to go out for a stroll. After all, whether they stay or leave, these young people must learn about the city, because the club relies on the city, and the city has a deep imprint on the club.

For example, Schalke 04 in Germany was born in the most important industrial area in Germany - the Ruhr area. Most of their fans are miners and blue-collar workers, and the Schalke team also has such a temperament.

Walking on the streets of Madrid, Li Qiao and Lei Wen feel that everything is new, and this place is different from other cities in China.

It is not so developed, and there are not so many high-rise buildings, but the historical buildings are well protected, just like traveling in the corridor of time.

Suddenly, a Porsche drove past slowly, Li Qiao and Lei Wen got out of the way, but the car stopped beside Li Qiao.

The car window fell, and a slightly bloated middle-aged man smiled at Li Qiao, "You are from China, can you make friends?"

Lei Wen immediately became alert, "When we are idiots, we must have no good intentions. Li Qiao told him that we know Chinese Kung Fu."

Li Qiao and Lei Wen stretched out their hands, posing a move that Bruce Lee did in "The Way of the Dragon".

"We know kung fu, whether we want money or not, we need life."

sweat.

The middle-aged uncle didn't expect these two people to be so defensive, so he got out of the car and walked over, handing over two business cards.

"Hello, I'm a part-time scout for the Porto club. My name is Sosa Correa. I've been watching your training these days. Can I find a place to chat? My treat."

"Porto?" Looking at the business card, Li Qiao couldn't help thinking of two words - black shop.

When it comes to Porto, the title of European black shop is deeply rooted in people's hearts, because this club is famous for its excellent youth training and powerful scouting system. They can always buy some talented raw jade at a low price, and then polish it for a few years, and finally resell it at ten times or even dozens of times the price.

It is said that there are as many as 200 to 300 scouts in the Porto branch around the world. With so many people, it is certainly impossible for them to be supported by the club full-time. Many of them work part-time. For example, the Portuguese Sousa Correa, whose main business is to open restaurants, scouting is his sideline.

This is very common in Europe. Ferguson opened a bar before his debut, Mendes opened a nightclub, and Sacchi also worked as a salesman.

This may also be the culture of European football, football is life.

Came to a small restaurant, ordered two drinks, Sosa began to introduce himself.

Raven has heard of Porto, which is considered a very good club in Portugal, but the middle-aged greasy man in front of him doesn't look like someone in the football circle.

In fact, Sousa's goal is Li Qiao. He said to Li Qiao: "Come to Porto, starting from the youth team, there will definitely be a place for you. Jose is a coach with a discerning eye. I think maybe you will be able to go to the first team next season."

Judging by his familiarity, it is probably not the first time he has come to Spain to recruit people. There is a saying that "made in Spain, supplied to Europe". If you look at the European football map later, you will know how many young talents trained by Barcelona and Real Madrid shine in the five major leagues.

Li Qiao smiled and said, "Can I call you Sosa?"

"Of course, you can also call me Fatty."

puff.

Ha ha.

"If I'm not wrong, you often come to Spain to poach people."

Sousa also said, "It's not a secret at all. Football is a pyramid structure. The lucky ones stay in Real Madrid. Others also need to play, and I'm responsible for letting them play."

What he said was high-sounding, worthy of being a scout of a black shop.

Li Qiao chuckled in his heart, "Since you are so direct, I don't need to hide it. You know the situation very well. We haven't been eliminated yet, so I won't consider your invitation for the time being."

Sousa spread his hands, "It's nothing, I'm just offering you another way, my phone number is on the business card, if you need it, call me anytime, Porto's door is open for you."

"Thank you." Li Qiao was about to pay for it, but Sosa held Li Qiao's hand down, "Hey, it's a treat for me."

On the way back, Lei Wen said, "Li Qiao, what do you think of this?"

Li Qiao asked back: "I want to hear your opinion first."

"I don't think it is reliable. Even if I can't be selected, I still want to stay in Spain and play football."

Li Qiao smiled and said nothing, but remembered Cassie's advice to himself - if possible, don't stay in Real Madrid, find a place where you can play the ball.

Li Qiao stuffed Sosa's business card into his pocket and patted it lightly. This is a good alternative path.

(End of this chapter)