Chapter 8: IQ for

"You need to find a broker!"
Yile :? ? ?
Dumbledore covered his black line and said with a heavy heart: "No intention to offend, but besides playing football, do you think you can adapt to a normal life? And also need to sign the team and other chores."
"No!"
Yi Le said straightforwardly that he understood his problem.
"So say, you need a broker!"
Yi Le blinked, then took out the phone directly, dialed a number and said: "Grandpa Miranda, I need an agent!"
Dumbledore: "........"
Miranda: "........"
Yi Le's mind is very simple, he can not think of those complicated things, but it does not mean that he will not distinguish between good and evil.
In a foreign country, he seems to be able to trust only one Miranda, so he directly talked about it.
Miranda in the Lamacia Youth Training Office shook her head helplessly and asked, "Trial training passed?"
Yi Le smiled and said: "Pass it."
Miranda's wrinkled face couldn't help but a smile, said: "So work hard in the future, don't be complacent."
"Okay, Grandpa Miranda!"
"About the broker's problem, I will help you solve it. Because of your particularity, I can't rest assured that I will give it to other people, so I can only find someone for you."
"Own person?"
Asked Yi Le in doubt.
Miranda nodded and said, "Yes, you are yourself!"
"Well, then Grandpa is in trouble."
After speaking, Yi Lei hung up the phone before Miranda finished speaking, then smiled at Dumbledore: "Okay!"
Dumbledore: "........"
In the training camp of La Masia, Miranda took the phone, her cheeks twitched, and finally smiled helplessly.
......
Soyol came to the Millwall Club and undoubtedly ate a closed door soup.
But he was not depressed, but he was more and more brave.
He went around to a dilapidated wall behind Millwall, which was not high enough to satisfy him.
Turned the camera behind him, he hummed up and climbed up, not to see the wall is not high, but it is quite hard to climb, mainly because there is no focus.
After he climbed the wall, his clothes became dirty.
But he didn't care about the others, and he walked towards the training ground like a thief.
When he walked to the independent small training ground in the backyard, he heard the banging movement, which scared him to hide towards the side building.
After a while, the voice was still there, and he was relieved when he found no one came.
"Dog X, just like being a thief!"
But in order to become a big reporter, he is a fight!
When he walked into the empty area, he found that a young figure in the training ground was swaying the ball. He did n’t wear Millwall ’s training uniform and he also had a face. This small training ground occasionally has club family members The children came to play football, so they didn't pay much attention.
It was just that he found this little guy had a great ball feeling, and his movements were extremely stretched. Occasionally, he kicked the ball high into the sky. At the moment of stopping the ball, the football was unloaded directly on the foot, as if stuck there.
Seeing this scene, Soyol subconsciously shouted: "Pretty!"
'S voice drew the figure's attention.
Yi Le turned his head and saw someone standing outside the isolation net, as if praising himself.
This made Yi Le smile a little, and responded: "Thank you."
Speaks Spanish.
Soyol smiled. He knew Spanish. He saw his eyes rolled around and stepped forward, asking: "Are you here?"
Yile nodded: "Yeah."
Soyol asked: "Is there a training match today?"
Yi Le turned the ball over and over again, looking at him and laughing: "After the practice, now the training ground is under maintenance."
Soyol looked at Yi Le and grinned secretly; "Doesn't this ball look at the ball? What a sense of fairy ball!"
Then, Soyol couldn't help but feel a little lost.
Maintenance!
That means he can't get the material!
Finished, this wall is considered to be white.
As for the appearance of Yi Le, he did not recognize it, mainly because there were no photos uploaded on the website update.
With all the boredom, he couldn't help looking at Yi Le and praised it; "It's a very good ball."
"Hey." Yi Le smiled and said: "Great, change IQ!"
Amount ...
Soyol said funny: "Are you kidding?"
"No." Yi Le pointed at his head seriously, and said: "I have a problem with IQ, only 69, they said I was mentally handicapped!"
Soyol: "........"
Looking at Yi Le's obvious eastern face, Soyol blinked and suddenly shouted, "Are you Yi?"
Yi Le overturned the ball, casually said again: "Yes!"
Soyol was a little excited. He licked his dry lips and said, "Can that ask you a few questions?"
Yi Le turned his head to look at each other and smiled: "No!"
Soyol stunned: "Why?"
Yile stopped the ball movement and turned to look at him seriously: "Grandpa Miranda said, there are too many bad guys in this world, I can't answer questions casually."
"........"
Soyol said silently: "I am not a bad person."
Yi Le said: "But not a friend!"
Soyol's eyes rolled back and said, "We can be friends."
"Really?" Yi Le looked at each other in surprise.
Since coming to England, Yi Le is very lonely. On the one hand, he is unable to communicate with his teammates. On the other hand, he has no friends of the same age.
Under the sunshine, Yi Le ’s smile was extremely simple and clean, just like white paper. He extended his hand and said:
My name is Yi Le, Chinese, and I will become a big star in the future.
Soyol coughed and could only reach out and hold it, saying: "My name is Soyol, and I want to be a big reporter, we are friends!"
Finally, Yi Le held the ball and sat in front of the isolation net and smiled: "You can ask questions now."
Soyol didn't expect the other party to be so happy, but he didn't think about anything else, and was also sitting on the other side of the isolation net.
The two started chatting across the isolation net. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
Soyol: "Are you really from La Masia's youth training?"
Yile: "Well, I stayed there for two years, Messi praised me for playing well."
"May .. Messi? !!!" Soyol's mouth was scooping.
Regained his mood, Soyol continued to ask: "Then you can tell me, why did you leave from La Masia?"
"They don't want me anymore." Yi Le said grievously.
"Stop you?"
"Yeah, I said that, I have a problem with my head, I am mentally handicapped!"
"......." Soyol had a toothache, feeling that this product is not lying.
"You really ..." Soyol pointed to his head and hinted.
Yile understood, nodded and said: "The IQ is only 69. They said that I am as simple as an 8-year-old child, and also stupid!"
The genius who came out of La Masia ... mental retardation? ! !
God! !
Soyol felt like he was going to make headlines.
"So what is your goal?"
"I want to be a big star!"
Yi Le said decisively.
"It's very difficult." Soyol frowned.
Yi Le laughed and said it was extremely sunny, saying: "I know, but I like to play football. As long as I play football, I feel like other people. I can keep a twelve point of attention. Playing the opponent's back line, they said I played like an elf! "
Bathed in sunlight, the boy in front of him was as holy as a child.
As he said, the clean smile was full of healing.
Of course the premise is that his footwork is as gorgeous as a Brazilian superstar.