shadow striker

It seems that everyone who has come out of Barcelona's youth academy has made this place their home.No matter... whether they ended up in the Barcelona club or not.

Even for a player like Igles, when he encounters difficulties, doubts, and confusion, he will come back here to talk to the coaches, physical trainers, and teachers in the youth academy.It seemed that this would allow him to find a solution to the problem.

But this time, after three years, Yue Yihuang finally came here again.

According to Yue Yihuang's wishes, Castilla did not call all the other coaches and teachers who had been in contact with him.Instead, I just ordered a cup of coffee and some afternoon snacks with him in the cafeteria of the Barcelona youth training camp where there were almost no people.

It is the weekend now, and many students of the youth training camp will go home to have a look at this time.If... their home is also in Barcelona.It is precisely because of this that at this moment... the youth training camp, which is always full of children's laughter, is extremely quiet.Even the dusk outside the window seems to calm people down.

"I watched the game you played yesterday. You are faster again, and you are more dangerous than you were in the academy. I can be sure that now you have more than Antis More speed. That's a relief to me."

Hearing Castile's rare praise, Yue Yihuang smiled.

"I'm... living a good life now. The teammates of the Torino team are much friendlier than those of Brescia. Moreover, the current team coach also attaches great importance to me. He said that he hopes that I and Francisco will form the best scoring partner on the front line. "

Hearing Yue Yihuang's narration, Castile couldn't help feeling emotional.

"Time flies. Do you know Yihuang, I once imagined, if I were the coach of Barcelona, ​​who should be in the fantasy camp in my mind. At that time...you were still in the youth team with Igles In the team. I thought, the striker position... Although you are not qualified now, but when you grow up, the combination of the two of you must be wonderful. In fact, I have always wanted Antis to play more as an attacking midfielder. position, or simply an attacking midfielder.

And then... there's Derikalo.He's a great player.The greatest thing about him is that all the players who play with him will make progress that can be felt.I will need him as my playmaking midfielder.There will never be a better midfield engine than him. "

Castilla seems to want to go on and say what he has built for himself... the best Barcelona team for the new generation.However, before he finished talking about the candidates for the midfielder, he could no longer continue.

"But now... I haven't been able to become the coach of Barcelona, ​​​​Dricaro is leaving."

Hearing these words, Yue Yihuang suddenly turned his head, almost looking at Castile in disbelief.He couldn't believe that Dericaro would also leave Barcelona.You know...Yue Yihuang and Igles almost grew up watching Dericallo's football games, and...they have always set the goal of being able to play in the same team as Dericallo one day of.

At this moment, Yue Yihuang actually felt that his throat was a little dry.He almost asked Castilla with difficulty: "This is...why?"

"Because he has been in poor form for two consecutive seasons. It has been since the last World Cup. Although the team doctor said that his leg injury has recovered, his condition has not recovered. In the last season, he played very few games. ...Given his age...the club intends to sell him. If his fitness is not restored, then...at the latest during the summer transfer window next year, he will be sold."

"But... he is only 29 years old this year, isn't he? Why... can't he be given another chance?"

"His wages are too high. The club has run out of patience with him."

This sentence made Yue Yihuang mess up his hair.He seems to be able to recall the Barcelona game in Delico's heyday.How dazzling that man was on the court.Those who were still in the youth academy at that time always said that the striker who played with Dericaro was really the happiest striker in the world, even the winger who played with him...

"The reality...is cruel. I thought...he might be able to play until he was 40. Like Inzaghi and Van der Sar. I even thought...even if I retired, he would still stay at Barcelona. "

Regarding this, Castile did not say anything, but finally just patted Yue Yihuang on the shoulder, and said after a long silence: "You are... 19 years old this year."

"Yes, Coach."

"Then, you are not young anymore. You must know that at this time last year, Igles, who was one year older than you, was already popular in Barcelona."

"Yes, Coach."

"You are different from other kids. They can have the European Championship, they can also have the World Cup. But you...maybe only have the Champions League. If you are still as persistent as before and don't want to join other nationalities."

"I know."

In the end, Yue Yihuang left the Barcelona youth training base when the sky was completely dark.Castilla sent him to the gate of the youth training base in a rare way.What came out of those deep eyes was... an undisguised reluctance.

"Coach, I have one more thing to ask you!"

"Speak, child."

"I came to the youth training base... please don't tell Igles."

Yue Yihuang, who was about to leave, suddenly turned around, and solemnly said this to Castile.Castia seemed to want to say something, but finally just nodded silently.

Once again, he left a shadow on this great football youth training base, and he didn't seem to be as decisive as last time.He didn't cry until his eyes were blurred on the tram to the airport.

This time, what remained in his heart seemed to be only a touch of melancholy.

The phone rang again.It was a call from Carl, who I met on the train yesterday.Yue Yihuang picked up the phone without much thought, and the voice that was so beautiful that one couldn't help but calm down and listen came from the other end of the phone.

Karl: "How about Barcelona?"

Yue Yihuang: "The weather is better than Turin."

A burst of laughter came from the other end of the phone.

Carl: "But why, your voice sounds like you're about to cry?"

Yue Yihuang: "That's probably because...my idol since I was a child will face the same fate as I used to."

Carl: "You feel sad about it?"

Yue Yihuang: "Yes. He is great and shouldn't be abandoned at such a young age."

Carl: "Trust me, it doesn't have to be the end. It might... it could be the new life."

Yue Yihuang: "I hope, I hope he can be as lucky as me."

Carl: "If, he is still willing. And if...he is really as great as you said. Then, he will."

I don't know why, Karl should be a friend who doesn't even know that he is a player of the Torino team, but Yue Yihuang feels absurdly... as long as the words are spoken from his mouth, they will become reality.It seems that this person has a wonderful magic power.

Yue Yihuang: "Why, I always feel like you know everything?"

Carl: "That must be your illusion. No one can know everything."

Yue Yihuang: "I think so too. However, after talking to you, I feel much better."

Carl: "I'm honored. But I have a suggestion. Maybe Barcelona is not a good place for you. It just makes you keep thinking about the past and hold you back. You should go back to Turin. "

Karl didn't have long long-distance calls with Yue Yihuang.However, just a few words can make Yue Yihuang feel...that friend who met by chance on the train is worried about him.It made him smile.

Perhaps, after visiting another place, he should return to Turin.As Carl said...

When Yue Yihuang told himself this, the first thing that popped up in his mind was Ramblas Street in the old town.It's also where they always went when they were teenagers.

Ramblas Avenue is very long, and there are three subway stations in a straight line that overlap with this street.It has a long history and is busy day and night. You can see a lively scene almost when you arrive here at any time of the day.When you arrive here when the night falls, you can even see flower and bird stalls, divination stalls, street musicians, and entertainers in exaggerated costumes.

And these are all concentrated in the central pedestrian area under the shade of trees on both sides of the street.

As long as you walk along this street, you can see many famous buildings.

In order to recollect those complete memories, Yue Yihuang chose to get off at Parallel, and walked from another street to the Columbus Monument, and then started from one end of Ramblas Avenue and walked to the end of it.

Although the Las Ramblas Street is not short, Yue Yihuang walked unhurriedly, as if he wanted to remember these things deeply in his mind again.He held the fairy tale book that had been around for a long time in one hand, and turned to the page where the story began.And that precious photo is clipped there.

He walked slowly through the Wax Museum, Goel's Mansion, King's Square, Liceo Theater, Basel Street Square, San Falco Market, Verreina Palace, Mohe Palace, and looked at these very Spanish-style Sweeping over the building, the eyes are soft.

The fortune-teller who covered himself in a black cloak seemed to want to stop him and divine something for him.The exaggeratedly dressed entertainer walked around in front of him holding the hand of the flower girl.A pair of wandering artists performed flamenco on the street. The young man played the acoustic guitar and sang, with melancholy and enthusiasm that penetrated into the bone marrow. The woman wore a fiery red dress with a wide skirt and danced fiercely. dance steps...

Yue Yihuang watched these quietly, and finally stopped in front of the Canaretes Fountain at the end of the street.

Legend has it that all visitors who come here just take a sip of the water in this 19th-century fountain, and he will be able to return to Barcelona again.

Thinking of this, Yue Yihuang smiled, and finally stepped forward, picked up some water from the fountain with both hands, and brought it to his lips.But just when he raised his head and let the spring water that failed to get into his mouth slide down his neck and into his clothes, a low voice sounded surprised from behind him.

"Yihuang...? Why are you here?"