Coach, I want to play football!

In the final match between the Villarreal youth team and the Huesca youth team, relying on the only goal scored by Ye Qi, Villarreal won Huesca!

At the end of the game, assistant coach Nihat kept staring at Ye Qi. He was somewhat puzzled that this weak-looking guy actually scored a goal and helped the team get a precious three points.

This is not scientific!

Ye Qi was horrified by the other party, if he hadn't already known that the bearded man Nihat was married, he would have been even more horrified.

Hold the game ball for this game and just run away.

After Ye Qi applied to the referee team, he indicated that this goal was the first goal he scored in an official game in his career, and he proposed that he wanted to keep it as a souvenir.

The football is obtained after obtaining the approval of the referee team. Even after the game is over, not everyone can take the ball home directly.

However, the international practice is that the player who performed the hat-trick is allowed to take away the game ball collection after the game by default.

"Some players are like that, they don't look like much...but they score goals," Alvaro told his assistant.

Nihat snorted coldly: "This guy is just lucky, he only scored one goal, it's still early!"

This time, Alvaro rarely agreed with his assistant, "It is true that there is still a long way to go, and it will depend on his own efforts."

"However... if this guy Ye can be five years younger, no no no...even if he is three years younger, it will be very good. At least the future is bright. He will play in La Liga in his early twenties and even in The European war is not a big problem. Sigh..." Álvaro sighed.

Anyone who knows football knows that when a player is eighteen or nineteen years old, there is a high probability that he will be finalized.

So Alvaro is regretting Ye Qi's age, if he is three or five years younger, his plasticity will be stronger.

As for Ye Qi's future?Who knows, it might even soar into the sky, after all... football is round, anything can happen!

...........

"Sorry, Pazashino. I'm late." Ye Qi pushed away from a local restaurant near the seaside in Billy Real, holding the ball in one hand, and was wiping the sweat with the other hand.

The owner of the restaurant, Pazashino, stood up to greet the guests. Hearing this, he turned his head and showed a kind smile: "It's okay, I know you have a game today. How is it? I'm talking about the game. I heard you started today?"

Ye Qi smiled triumphantly, and raised the football in his hand: "Not only did he start, but he also scored a goal!"

"Hahaha... well done, Yeh!" Pazashino hadn't spoken yet, and some regular customers were booing, "This must be worth a drink, come, come, serve everyone a glass of beer, Pazashino No treat!"

"Damn, if you want to drink, just say so, why do you have to treat me?" Pazashino first put on an angry expression on purpose, and said with a smile in less than three seconds: "But you are right , today’s big day is really worth a drink!”

"Come, come, serve everyone a drink, my treat!"

"Wow~Long live the great Pazashino!"

"Hey! You thanked the wrong person, you should thank the great Ye!"

Ye Qi smiled and greeted every regular customer. He has been in Villarreal for three months. He usually works part-time in this restaurant, so he has become friends with everyone.

Both the owner and the diners in this restaurant are much more friendly than the previous restaurant in Madrid.

For Grant, Ye Qi is disdainful, but for Pazashino in front of him, Ye Qi is grateful.

"According to Ye's recent momentum, it is very likely that he will be promoted to the first team in the future!"

"Hey, Ye! If you go to the first team, you must take the team to the goddamn first division!"

"Damn, you're so worthless, aren't you? Our first team may not be able to wait for Ye to return to La Liga!"

"Really? I don't believe it, it would be nice not to be a relegation team in the Second Division this season!"

Seeing that the diners of the Villarreal fans were about to quarrel, Ye Qi immediately smoothed things over: "I'm going to the first team, and the team will also return to La Liga!"

Pazahino nodded with a smile: "We will definitely return to La Liga!"

"How about this, when Ye goes to the first team, as long as he scores a few goals in each game, I will treat everyone to a drink, how about it?" Pazzahino said holding his glass high.

"Long live Pazashino!!"

"Long live Ye!!!"

"Hey, Yeh, you're going to have to score hat-tricks every game by then, so we'll be able to drink poor Pazzahino until the 'club' goes out of business!"

The name of this restaurant is called 'Villarreal Club Restaurant', and the owner is 60-year-old Jose Antonio Pazachino.

Because the name Jose is so common in Spain, the boss has always used his surname-Pazzacino.

And "Villarreal club restaurant" sounds like the "canteen" of the Villarreal team.

Actually no, this is a restaurant with the theme of Villarreal football club, and the owner Pazzacino is a die-hard Yellow Submarine fan.

As soon as you walk into this restaurant, you can see the football elements of Villarreal everywhere.

For example, there are jerseys signed by Villarreal stars hanging in the corridor, there are many posters of Huang Qian on the wall, and photos of the owner Pazzahino and many stars.

There's even a special display case in one corner of the restaurant, which displays some interesting gadgets, such as a model of a yellow nuclear submarine.

Ye Qi put the collected goals into the cabinet under the restaurant bar, stood up and said with a smile: "If I can really score goals in every game, every time I score one, I will invite everyone who is eating in the restaurant that night A tapas!"

"Tapas" is a national snack in Spain, and the price is not expensive.Its status is equivalent to Zheergen's status in China Southwest F4.

But the taste is definitely different. The main ingredients of Tapas are butter, cheese, shrimp, bacon, etc., served with sliced ​​baguettes.

"Thank you Ye for your generosity!"

"Long live Ye!!"

The diners toasted to celebrate. The situation of Villarreal, which has been relegated to the Second Division this season, is not ideal, so everyone has not been this happy for a long time.

"If you keep bragging with them, you won't be able to wash the dishes tonight!" A Spanish girl in her twenties came out of the back kitchen, and she smiled and handed Ye Qi a glass of lemonade.

The girl has light white milk tea-colored hair like a western elf, bright eyes that are as clear as lake water, and that handsome face that always attracts Ye Qi to take a few more glances.

The other party broke Ye Qi's inherent impression of western beauties.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and wash the dishes, I've prepared all the hot water for you!" the girl urged.

Ye Qi rubbed the back of his head and said with a smirk, "Go right away, Elena!"

Elena is the granddaughter of Pazashino, who usually studies at the University of Valencia and is about to graduate.

Having grown up in this restaurant since she was a child, she has developed the habit of coming to the restaurant to help out whenever she has a little time. In the eyes of everyone, Elena may be the future successor of this restaurant.