Coach, I want to play football!

Chapter 8 The game is not very good, but bragging is very good!

The Santiago Bernabéu Stadium at the entrance of Paseo de la Castilla is a little quiet on non-match days, only some tourists are visiting, it may be related to the holiday, so basically most of the foreign students who come here are foreign students.

Ye Qi, who was carrying a black backpack of the "Three Stripes" brand and a gym bag of the same style, was standing outside the Bernabéu Stadium, looking at the stadium with complicated eyes.

It has been a week since what happened at the gate of the Atletico Madrid training base that day, Carlos still did not choose to call the police in the end, he didn't dare to gamble his future on whether Ye Qi had recorded it or not.

During this period of time, Ye Qi had been to the youth training camps of Getafe and Rayo Vallecano, and it was no surprise that he was rejected by these two most famous teams in the Madrid region besides Real Madrid and Atletico Madrid.

He was not even given a chance to try out. After the two teams failed to get a chance, he went to Alcocon, Leganes, Fuenlabrada and Majada, which are also in the Madrid region. Onda Lightning.

He thought he could get a chance in these low-level teams, but the reality once again let him down.

The only consolation is that this time there was no bloody drama like Atletico Madrid, in which Leganes and Alcorcon gave a one-day trial opportunity.

But for an "outsider" like Ye Qi who has no cooperation with the team, the one-day trial training time is really a bit short.

Shouldn't I be the first unlucky ghost who has a system in his body but wasted it in vain...

But there is no limit to the road, and there are still about [-] days before the deadline given by the system. There is still time to try your luck at other clubs in Spain. If you can't, you can go to Portugal next door.

So he packed his bags today, and said hello to the stingy restaurant owner Grant, saying that he would never wash dishes in his restaurant again.

Grant shouted at Ye Qi's back angrily: "Don't wait until you sleep on the street and become a homeless person before regretting it, Ye!"

The answer to Grant was Ye Qi's back as he left gracefully, and the neon lights of Madrid at night.

He came to the Bernabeu with his luggage on his back. On the eve of leaving Madrid, he planned to take another look at this dream stadium in his heart.

Once young and frivolous, I fantasized about being able to run freely in this stadium.But the cruel reality is that he has been in Madrid for almost two years, but he has never stepped into this stadium.

"Just wait, sooner or later I will score a goal here, and then celebrate wantonly!" Ye Qi gritted his teeth and vowed inwardly.

"Have you been to Alcorcon two days ago?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

Ye Qi turned his head to look, only to realize that it was his teammate in the Real Madrid youth team, Jose, his striker partner a few days ago.

Spain has a population of 5000 to [-] million, and those with Jose in their name account for nearly half of them...

Of course, this is just Ye Qi's slightly exaggerated description, but the fact is that just in the Real Madrid youth training camp, he knows that all levels of echelons are called Jose, and he can't count them on his hands.

This Jose is also Jose, but he is not the same as the Jose who is transferred to the first team and is very likely to play at the Bernabéu.

But from Ye Qi's point of view, this José may even dream of becoming the other José.

Everyone is also 19 years old. Some of them can represent Real Madrid's first team at the Bernabeu, and some are still struggling in the youth echelon, smashing their heads for a chance to go to Castilla to play in the Second Division.

And myself?Maybe it's just a lost dog who was kicked out?

Ye Qi sighed in his heart.

"Yes." There was nothing to hide, Ye Qi answered truthfully.

"How did you know?"

What made Ye Qi a little concerned was that Jose was dressed similarly to him tonight, except that he was carrying a gym bag, while the other was carrying a suitcase.

"Because I happened to be in Alcorcon that day." He pointed to the suitcase next to him: "I am leaving the youth training echelon of Castilla, and Alcorcon gave me a first-team contract."

"Next season, I'm going to play in La Liga. I don't have much time to hang around in the echelon. I can't wait for Castilla's call-up, so I can only run away with a bucket. ’” Jose said with a smile.

Although what he said was running away, Ye Qi could feel the pride in the other party's words.

Scratching some messy hair, Ye Qixin said that it turns out that you purposely ran in front of me to seek a sense of superiority!

That's right, after all, he can be regarded as a backup striker at least in U19. Compared with himself, a little transparent who is not even qualified to be a water dispenser administrator, the opponent must have a sense of superiority.

"What about you?" Jose asked.

Ye Qi shrugged helplessly: "Madrid is so big, but there is no room for me. As you can see, I am going to look for opportunities elsewhere."

Jose pulled the suitcase and walked over, shoulder to shoulder with each other, looking up at the fantastic stadium.

Jose didn't pay much attention to these foreign teenagers before.

The focus of his eyes has always been on the Castilian genius with the same name, until one day that genius left u17, left u19, left the Castilla youth academy and went to the Real Madrid first team.

It can be said that his youth has been spent eating the ashes of the other party's back.

It wasn't until a few days ago that he noticed this young man from the mysterious East.Especially the kick that Ye Qi assisted him had a deep memory.

I don't know why, even though the two of them worked together for less than half an hour, Jose always felt that there was some invisible tacit understanding between himself and the other party.

"I really hope that one day I can play in this stadium and hear the cheers of the fans in this stadium." Jose said with longing.

Ye Qi grinned: "Compared to their cheering, I would rather see them waving a white towel under my goal."

Jose froze for a moment, looking at him in disbelief.

After being stunned for five seconds, he said: "Although your skills are not very good, your level of bragging is definitely first-rate!"

Ye Qi shook his head: "Dreams are still necessary, what if...... accidentally come true?"

"No, it's impossible!" Jose was a bit unacceptable to the opponent's crazy idea. A foreign boy who had no ball to play and was kicked out of the youth team actually dreamed that one day the Bernabéu fans would "raise the white flag" for him. ?

Did he think he was Maradona, Ronaldo or Ronaldinho?

Ye Qi took one last look at the Bernabéu stadium, then turned his head and walked towards the Santiago Bernabéu subway station behind him. There was no trace of nostalgia in his eyes, but firmness in his eyes.

I don't know why, the moment the other party turned around, Jose actually had a crazy idea in his heart that the other party would definitely be able to do it in the future.

"Goodbye, Jose! I hope we can play in this stadium in the future..." Ye Qi waved his back to Jose, "Whether you are wearing the home team jersey or the away team jersey!"

"Goodbye, Ye! But you'd better find a team to take you in before you say this."

Ye Qi, who originally wanted to leave a handsome back, staggered when he heard this, and almost fell.

"Who the hell threw banana peels here? Are you so immoral?!"

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