Li Ang hasn’t felt the tenderness of the soft start, and there is a sigh in my heart.

“Please come in, talk inside.” The girl let the door open.

“Thank you.” Li Ang nodded, stepping into.

“Elder Sister Alice, I am downstairs, there is something you call me,” Kukas said.

“Thank you, Yuri.” Alice nodded.

Li Ang laughed, he knows that this Kukkas is warning himself, meaning that he is not far away, don’t try to misbehave Alice. He feels funny and curious at the same time. Although it is dirty and messy, it seems to be united.

……

“Drinking water?” Alice gestured to Li Ang to sit down, and the girl began to be busy, saying with apologetic expression, “There are few guests at home, so no coffee and tea are prepared.”

“It’s just like boiling water.” Li Ang said with a smile.

Looking at the girl who is as busy as a beautiful butterfly, Li Ang feels a little cramped. Two people, a lonely man and a widowed woman, are always in a room.

“Thank you.” After taking the cup that Alice handed over, Li Ang still felt that in order to avoid embarrassment, he still went straight to the topic. “I came here for Juan Carlos. I am a football coach. I have seen Carlos. I think he is a great young man.”

Having said that, Li Ang paused and took a sip of water, and then he saw the beautiful smile on the girl’s face. This is a joyous smile that blooms for the praise of my younger brother.

Li Ang felt that his heartbeat was accelerating. He suddenly felt that just seeing this beautiful smile was a good thing.

……

Just as Li Ang talked to the beautiful girl Alice, at the Royal Madrid Martín training base, which is more than 20 kilometers away from the slum, the interesting father and son, Morata father and son are suffering hugely. The humiliation.

Chapter 86 goes to Sporting de Gijón!

“My son is Genius!” said Alfonso Morata, angry.

The father is almost out of anger now. He took his son to Real Madrid for a workout. However, the coach of the Royal Madrid junior team under the age of 13 is just a few sprints for his son. Then practice a few feet of shots and wave them to let them go.

This is completely perfunctory, and there is no chance to show his son a talent. Morata Father immediately realized this, and the other party did not give her son a normal and fair chance to try.

“Genius?” Royal Madrid Junior Group A under the age of 13 Manager Pérez squinted at the somewhat awkward child, “haha, he said his son is Genius?”

Several staff members around him laughed. Of course, some people feel that they can’t bear it. It is too much to think that Pérez is doing this.

“Bastard! I said that my son is Genius, he is a football talent. It is recognized.” Morata father red eyes, he quietly glanced at his son, this poor child was so ridiculous, the whole person pulled his head The little face was beaten by tears.

“Is Genius, not you have the final say!” Pérez tsk tsk said, “We have the final say! Let’s go with your son.” He waved his hand and smiled scornfully, just like waving his hand. Take a nasty fly.

……

Alfonso Morata ran away, his son is his heart, his darling, the child who was already lacking in self-confidence, was treated like this, which is the cruelest thing for a child.

“Bastard!” Morata father rushed up, and gave an old punch to the face of Real Madrid’s Junior A team manager under the age of thirteen, and he was hugged by other staff.

“Security! Security!” Pérez was shocked. The big man who reached 190 centimeters in front of him gave him a great fear. He thought he was almost beaten. The whole person screamed, “Come, security, right. , alarm! Alarm!”

The assistant coach Kadredek, who is next to him, couldn’t stand it anymore. He said, “Please go out and go straight, the police will not have to.” He said his voice was low and said to Pérez, “If this matter is going to open, If you are…”

Pérez fiercely took a look at Kadredek and understood what the other person meant. This was basically their problem. Because of the inspiration from Candelária, they didn’t give the child a chance to try it out. Instead, they would It’s a humiliation… It’s a scandal of Real Madrid if it’s clear that the car is being opened and treated like a child.

Pérez waved his hand and motioned the security guard to drag the pair of father and son out.

“Let go! Let go!” shouted Morata father, who was set up by several people.

“Don’t hurt my father.” Little Morata cried, showing a special helplessness on the side.

“son!”

“father!”

Little Morata suddenly rushed up and gave a security guard a fist. The latter is counter-attack.

“Assistant!” Seeing the other person’s intention to work on a child, Morata Father yelled angrily, “Let’s go! Don’t do it!”

He broke free of the pull, came up to hug his son, touched his son’s head, and then took his son’s hand.

“Son, look up!” Morata father suddenly shouted.

Little Morata looked up and looked at it. It was Real Madrid’s coach and staff: Pérez was sneer, and several others were watching by the side, but some people did not dare to look at the child’s gaze.

“Son, remember!” Morata father said to her son. “Remember what Mr. said? You are a Genius, remember, you are a Genius! Only someone has eyes!”

Little Morata is silent and looks at it all.

“Remember, remember what happened today.” He touched his son’s head, looked at the crowd, pointed his finger at the past, “You will regret it!”

“My son is a Genius! You will regret what you did today!”

Said, the father took the sad and silent son, turned and left.

These people in Real Madrid looked at the back of the father and son, and there was some silence for a while.


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