Chapter 492: Boys in Chinatown

Madrid’s Ursela district is regarded as Madrid’s shantytown, slum area, and well-known immigration area. There are a large number of immigrants from all over the world, with South America the most immigrant.
But if there are Chinese tourists who come to Nicolas Sanchez Street in Urcella District, they will definitely suspect that they have a "fake country", because looking at this street, almost all Chinese signs and all kinds of Chinese characteristics Symbols such as dragons, lions, red lanterns...
Various Chinese restaurants, Chinese supermarkets, and shopping malls decorate this non-spacious street just like in China.
People trance thought that he came to China.
But here is indeed the real Spanish territory, which belongs to the area under the jurisdiction of Madrid.
This is the famous Chinatown in China.
In Usela District, the Chinese have become the third largest group of immigrants. The original Spaniards and shops on this street have moved away, and all the people who moved in were Chinese immigrants, thus turning the streets of Madrid into Chinatown.
There are nearly 10,000 overseas Chinese living here. Some of them are overseas Chinese who came to Spain three generations ago. Some came to Spain only a few decades ago. Others have run from China for the last ten or twenty years. Come here to discover business opportunities.
Some people have already become Spanish-speaking immigrants, and some people just work here to make money, looking forward to the Chinese who will return to their hometowns one day.
But no matter what your status, no matter what your nationality. They all speak Chinese, eat Chinese food, and have the same cultural origins. These make them gather in a three-kilometre area centered on the intersection of Nicholas Sanchez Avenue and Dolores Barranco Avenue. The brick way built a Chinese town and country in a foreign country.
Dong Jin, wearing an Atletico Madrid jersey, carrying a schoolbag and carrying a football on the sidewalk of the crowded Nicholas Sanchez Avenue, the football is like being stuck to his feet, he does not slow down, the football is not out of control, he has crossed One pedestrian after another, when he passed by them, those pedestrians were shocked.
He dribbled smoothly like this, and then the wind ran into the small restaurant at home from the street outside. When he was about to hit a person, he came to a sudden stop and turned to hide from the side.
Just when he planned to rush upstairs in one breath, his mother grabbed the collar by his arms: "Ajin! You almost hit Grandpa!"
"Grandpa is sorry..." Dong Jin apologized to his grandfather in a perfunctory manner.
Grandpa said with a smile: "Be careful when you fall, it hurts so much."
"Dad, do you still care if he falls and hurts..." The daughter said to her dad helplessly, and at the same time she felt that her son broke free and wanted to run away, so she clenched tighter Too.
"What's in your hand?" she asked.
"Newspaper, newspaper." Dong Jinyang raised the newspaper in his hand.
"Bring me to see." Mother grabbed it and saw a picture of Gao Zheng in the newspaper. She froze for a moment.
"Mom, don't you always say that the Chinese don't play well and play football with no future? Gao Zheng is the pride of our Chinese!" Dong Jin said proudly next to him. "Are you still promising to play football?"
When my mother snapped the newspaper into the palm of her son's hand, "What kind of football? Study hard! Why am I making money so hard? Is it for you to play football? Do you want to study hard, don't you think Open a restaurant for a lifetime?"
"There is nothing bad about opening a restaurant." Grandpa said. "The best thing for us Chinese is to open a restaurant and see where we go. Anyway, as long as there is a Chinese place, we need to eat Chinese food. If A Jin doesn't like to study, he will cook with his grandpa, In the future, when I grow up, I also have a skill. It is not difficult to feed myself..."
"Dad!" The daughter interrupted her father's "nonsense".
"Ajin, are you hungry? Grandpa gives you the following..." Grandpa asked Dong Jin with a smile.
Dong Jin shook his head quickly: "I'm not hungry, I went upstairs!"
After talking, he grabbed the newspaper and jumped upstairs.
"This stupid boy!" The mother was helpless. "There are so bad results and I still want to play football!"
Grandpa persuaded her: "Okay, okay, don't be too strict with Ajin, just let it be..."
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Dong Jin ran to the attic on the third floor in one breath. This is his only space and his bedroom. After closing the door, he threw the schoolbag on the floor, and the whole person could not wait to lie on the bed and opened the newspaper to read it.
He wanted to see how the local media in Madrid commented on Gao Zheng's performance.
The first thing that caught my eye was a headline: "He silenced Bernabéu!"
"Cool!" Dong Jin whistled excitedly.
He then read the text.
"...We can't say that in one game, Gao conquered discerning Atletico Madrid fans, because in the quarter-finals of the Champions League last season, Gao conquered Atletico Madrid with his hat trick in Calderon Fans. It is said that the reason why Atletico Madrid so firmly introduced Gao is directly related to Gao’s outstanding performance in that game. It was after that game that Atletico Madrid and Simone thought they should sign Gao at all costs. And the goal at the Bernabeu Stadium yesterday showed that Atletico Madrid’s decision was extremely correct..."
Dong Jin read this report over and over again, and finally his eyes fell on the large photo on the cover. Gao Zheng in the photo held his head open, his arms spread, and his body stood upright, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world. And this is exactly what he celebrated after scoring a goal.
"It's so handsome!" Dong Jin turned over and lay on the bed, holding up the newspaper with both hands, looking at Gao Zheng in such a serious manner.
Looking at it, he was in a trance before him, wearing the Atletico Madrid jersey and posing in such a posture as if he had replaced him. Then the figure drew closer and closer to him, rushed in the face, and finally snapped on his face...
"what……"
Dong Jin rolled his face from the bed with a rubbed face, then pulled out a pair of scissors in the drawer, carefully cut Gao Zheng's photo from the newspaper, and then stuck it to the wall of the bedside with transparent tape.
After doing all this, he took two steps back and admired this self-made "star poster" with satisfaction.
As a boy who loves football born on the street of Nicolas Sanchez in the south of Madrid, it is a natural dream to be able to play for Atletico Madrid.
And this time, because of Gao Zheng, Dong Jin felt that that dream was not as far away as before...
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