Football God.

Heinrich looked at the young man who was pinned down by Bertram, first shook his head, and then looked around.

Sure enough, there were already sporadic flashes of light, even if they were still hidden, it was enough for Heinrich to see clearly how many media had been following him.

Most of the passers-by took a look curiously, and did not come to watch.

It's just that Heinrich feels that he may be in the headlines again tomorrow, and it has nothing to do with football, and maybe he can be called a good citizen of Milan.

But soon Heinrich noticed that Bertram frowned at the young boy.

Yes, this robber can only be called a teenager. He doesn't look short anymore, but he is actually thin, with a childish look on his face.

The words shouted were also clearly accented Portuguese: "Let go of me! Why are you holding me!"

Bertram couldn't understand what he was saying, but Heinrich could hear him clearly.

The blond man squatted down, looked at the boy, smiled and said in Portuguese: "Because you did something wrong, young man, you'd better explain why my phone is in your hand."

The young man stared at Heinrich with round eyes, gave a soft "sneer", and didn't continue to quibble with words like "This is mine, not yours", and simply admitted: "The thing is Return it to you, can you let me go?"

"No." Heinrich still smiled, "Mr. Police will come later, I think it's better for you to explain to him."

The young man puffed up his cheeks, but it was not the first time he had encountered such a thing, so he didn't feel anxious.

But at this time, a boy rushed out.

He looked seven to eight times like a young man, a little fatter than the young man, and his age was not more than ten years old.

As soon as he ran over, he hugged Bertram's thigh and bit him!

Helpless, Mr. Bertram's muscles were trained too well, the boy didn't do anything to him, but hurt his own teeth.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and the boy grabbed the boy's clothes aggrievedly, without saying a word.

The boy was a little flustered now, and he signaled the boy to go away with his eyes, but the boy just shook his head and muttered something indistinctly.

Sure enough, the police arrived at the scene soon, and picked up the boy with their hands, looking at Heinrich.

The police officer obviously knew Heinrich: "Mr. Heinrich, thank you very much for helping us with our work."

Heinrich smiled: "It's nothing, it's also to protect myself."

The policeman's eyes turned around Bertram, and he knew that this person was not easy to mess with, and he didn't look too much, so he just smiled and greeted: "This time Leeds United came to Milan City, and I welcome you on behalf of the Milan fans. coming," the voice paused, "Inter Milan."

Hearing this, Heinrich naturally knew that he had met Inter Milan fans, and they naturally welcomed him. Neither of these two in Milan could understand each other, and the enemy of an enemy is a friend.

"Mr. Heinrich, your training base is near here, right? I don't know if I need to escort you back."

And Heinrich also smiled: "Yes, it's not far away, I want to go shopping again."

The policeman nodded, and then prepared to leave with the boy.

The boy also grabbed the boy's clothes and followed behind.

But Bertram didn't ignore the young man's eyes rolling around. He frowned slightly, and said to Heinrich: "Sir, I always feel that that person is playing tricks."

"It's still two children, so what kind of wickedness can there be?" Heinrich smiled, "Okay, don't think too much, this store is not bad, go in and have a look."

Bertram - straight man at heart - doesn't like shopping - Smith, bowed his head resignedly and followed Heinrich into it.

But no one expected that just one day later, Heinrich saw the two children again.

Looking at the two children brought to him by the staff, Heinrich was a little surprised: "Why are you again?" This is the training base rented by Leeds United. How did they find it?

This time, it was still the boy who spoke first, but not in Portuguese, but in fluent Italian: "For what happened yesterday, Mr. Heinrich, I'm sorry, I swear I won't do that again in the future."

Heinrich didn't care whether he would do bad things in the future or not, he just glanced at them with a slight frown and didn't answer.

The teenager reached out and grabbed his younger brother, and pulled him forward: "My name is Barney, this is my younger brother Dennis, I want to ask you, sir, can my younger brother give it a try with you? "

Heinrich froze for a moment: "Try what?"

"Football, my brother is very good at playing football!" Barney's voice was filled with urgency.

As soon as Heinrich heard football, he probably knew what Barney wanted to do, but he still didn't nod: "Milan City, there are enough good clubs, you can send your brother there, why come to find I?"

Barney showed a look of embarrassment on his face: "I gave all my money to a Brazilian agent, but that agent didn't take my brother to any club in Milan at all, but left us in Milan. Here, let us fend for ourselves..."

Then, Barney looked at Heinrich cautiously:

"I heard before that Santos was brought back by you, sir, and said that Leeds United treated the players very well, so I came to try my luck."

Heinrich knew the cause and effect of it without Barney needing to say more.

There are many scammers like this in Brazil, who cheated out of money but did not keep their promises.

Heinrich sighed, put his hand on the short Dennis' head and rubbed it, and asked, "Then how did you escape yesterday?" It stands to reason that such a situation should be sent back to Brazil.

But Barney rolled his eyes, looking very clever: "I can speak Italian, so I heard your conversation, so I wanted to come over and give it a try. As for how I got out... I have my own way."

What a crafty little guy.

Heinrich didn't ask too much. For him, since he came to try out, it's okay to give him a chance: "I'm willing to let Dennis try it, but Barney, you can't continue whether it succeeds or not." Stay in Milan. Since you know Santos, even if the trial fails, I will send you back to Brazil."

But Barney smiled confidently. His expression told Heinrich that he was sure that his younger brother would never fail!

Even Barney added: "My brother is the Messi of Brazil."

This evaluation was very high, but Heinrich didn't immediately believe it. After all, as an older brother, it's normal for Barney to brag about his younger brother. The media still talk about England's Messi and Italy's Ronaldo every day, which is not new.

On the other hand, Heinrich looked at Dennis who was looking at him blankly. Obviously, this was a kid who didn't understand Italian, and he didn't know what his brother and Heinrich were talking about.

But when Heinrich looked at him, the child who was well taken care of by his brother had baby fat on his face, and smiled at Heinrich.

It looked soft, which also made the smile on Heinrich's face more gentle. He asked him in Portuguese: "Your name is Dennis, right?"

"Yes." Dennis nodded obediently.

"I'm giving you a chance now to try it out on the court. If you perform well, I'll take you to the Leeds United echelon to train and live, so you have to bring out your best side, understand? ?”

When Dennis heard this, the first thing he did was not excited, but turned to look at Barney.

Barney nodded encouragingly at him, and Dennis nodded accordingly, with a look of joy on his fleshy face.

Because it is now in the preparation stage, there are no dedicated youth training coaches and youth training venues to give players trial training.

Heinrich simply took Dennis to the training ground. At the moment, the players are doing their own targeted training, leaving one side of the goal and a few dummies for auxiliary training.

And when Heinrich led a child in, many people's eyes gathered.

Among them, Santos was included.

Santos was obviously taken aback when he saw Barney. He knew Barney. Although he was not familiar with him, in the few times he met, Barney always brought that little kid with him.

Round and round, like a small leather ball.

Now the little ball has grown up. Although it still looks round and round, it is much taller than when Santos saw it.

What are they here for?

Santos couldn't help dragging the tires he used for physical exercise, and ran not far away, pretending to be training, but in fact he was just watching.

There were quite a few people with the same thoughts as him, and they all stared curiously at the little guy who didn't look tall.

Heinrich wondered if Dennis would be nervous because of too many people. Who knows, when Dennis saw the ball, he showed a smile, ran over to catch the ball, held it in his arms, and touched it very rarely. .

A new ball, not broken or old, but a brand new white ball!

Dennis looked up at Heinrich: "Sir, if I pass, can you give me a ball?"

This question sounds a bit silly to ordinary people. After all, which player came to the trial training to go home with a ball?

But Santos felt a little sad. God knows, his dream since he was a child is actually a good ball and a pair of sneakers that fit his feet.

There are so many children with such simple desires in Brazil... no, it should be said that there are many in many places.

People in Europe don't know what kind of life they lived in the past. Many times, children in Brazil will sell their future careers because of a pair of sneakers.

It's not that they are stupid, it's because when he has nothing, a pair of shoes can buy him everything.

Heinrich smiled kindly, and said to him, "Of course, if you pass, you can have as much as you want in the future."

All new balls?Just kick?

The little guy was stunned for a moment, then he lost his smile and looked at the ball in his hand very seriously.

In the next second, he tossed the ball up and started juggling it.

The ball-jumping technique is also a part of the club's trial training, which can show the player's ability to combine man and ball, as well as the player's mastery of basic skills.

For a child like Dennis who is less than ten years old, the requirements for juggling the ball are not high, but Heinrich had to say after the boy did not stop for 3 minutes: "How about this, can you dribble for me? "

Dennis turned around deftly, controlled the ball under his feet, and then rushed towards the dummies!

The dummies stand still and are usually used as a wall, but Dennis made several extraordinary moves.

Especially the last one, although it is a little immature, but Heinrich can still tell that it is riding a bicycle...

This surprised Heinrich a little. He really wanted to know how many treasures there are in Brazil!

But in the next second, when Dennis reached the goal, he kicked a volley!

With so much strength and firm attitude, Heinrich couldn't help but slightly widen his eyes.

It's just that the first reaction in the heads of the Germans is——

The person who lied to these two brothers before must really be a liar who doesn't understand football... Otherwise, how could he let go of such a young man who is like a treasure?

Barney murmured with a smile: "I just said my brother is Brazilian Messi..."

But in the next second, it was discovered that the little chubby Dennis jumped up high after scoring a goal, quickly lowered his hands, and let out a low growl.

Signature, Ronaldo's celebration pose.

This made Barney's voice stop abruptly, and Heinrich also laughed: "It's really amazing to see a little Messi from Leeds United make Chris's moves."

Barney ignored the second half of the sentence and only heard the first half.

Leeds United's...

Does this mean that my younger brother succeeded?

He opened his mouth and looked at Heinrich, and then, Barney heard Heinrich say: "Congratulations, Barney, you have an excellent brother. I think you can come back to me in a few days." Leeds, believe me, it's a great city."