Vol 3 Chapter 87: You are not suitable for playing midfielder

The curly white kid named Moherz lives in the village of Kolim on the other side of the island.
It is a barren village. It is hard to imagine a backward slum on the back of this bustling resort.
Most of the local villagers rely on resort services. Women enter the hotel for cleaning, and men are responsible for transporting goods and the like.
Moherz is 11 years old this year, but he is quite tall, so Yi Le thought he was 12 years old.
The two headed the ball, Yi Le asked casually: "Why don't you participate in the youth training selection?"
Yile remembers that the selection of youth training in Spain should be popularized.
To this, Moherz looked down at the fairway; "I was eliminated."
Yi Le is a little surprised. Although Mohz's technology is almost, but children of this age tell the truth, the technology is like that, and more important is the talent.
Mohertz is very fast, how could it be eliminated?
The youth training director is blind?
"Can you elaborate?"
Moherz seemed reluctant to mention it, but he still said it.
It turned out that Spain ’s annual youth training selection time is fixed, and Ibiza is in a very remote area. It takes a long time to get to the youth training site, plus the failure of the vehicle they were riding at that time caused him Late, missed the preliminary test, including the 100m test he is best at.
Without any preparation, Moherz started playing directly, and the position was still in the midfield, which he proposed.
The effect is very bad, plus there is no dazzling performance, it is directly eliminated.
After listening, Yi Le sighed: "This is really unfortunate news, but you are suitable to play avant-garde."
"No!" Moherz stubbornly said: "I want to play midfielder!"
Yile grinned and said, "Why do you have to play in the midfield for the forward players to score, they are the most popular people."
Cristiano Ronaldo, Bell, Messi, Neymar, Mbappe, etc ... Isn't this location fragrant?
But Moherz is very stubborn, he said: "The midfield is the coolest position!"
Yile couldn't help but feel annoyed: "Why do you think so?"
It is said that Moherz's eyes are shining, saying: "The midfield is the brain of a team. No matter how big a star is, he must listen to the commanding action before the midfield. This position is the uncrowned king in the game! Monca, Bryan, Pilata ... "
Yi Le covered his face, who are these people? I have never heard of it?
But Mohz looked admired and said: "These are geniuses in our regional league, just like Brian, he is my idol, you haven't seen him playing football, it's so cool, his goal To become a player like De Blaunet. "
"Hum!" Moherz glanced at Yi Le, contemptuously: "He is much better than you."
Yile: "......."
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Yile's vacation has become very fulfilling.
Get up on time at 6 o'clock in the morning, bathed in morning glow and run along the sea level.
Make simple equipment training in the morning.
After eating at noon, Yi Le will practice the ball with Moherz, and the two have gradually become familiar with each other.
Yile didn't reveal the disguise, and Moherz didn't want to explore Yile. She always called Yile "big man".
For Moherz, the most worthwhile day is the time to practice with Yile.
After the training, Yi Le always brought him some fragrant chocolate and cold fruit drinks.
For Yi Le, Moherz has a good sense.
Because Yi Le always helps him correct some mistakes in football, which allows him to grow up quickly, he clearly feels that when he plays with his companions, his thinking becomes very clear.
It's just that Moherz also hated Yi Le because he was always against his position of playing midfielder.
But Moherz did not shake anything. In his view, the big man did not understand the importance of midfield.
Time passed day by day, and a week later, Yi Le came here again.
Different from the past, this time Yi Le carried a bag.
But leave him alone!
Moherz saw Yi Lei get out of the bushes and trot for a while. He stretched out his hand with a smile and his eyes fluttered.
Yi Le took the chocolate out of his pocket with a smile and passed it.
Then Yi Le invited Moherz to watch the sea together. Moherz looked at the chocolate and reluctantly agreed.
The two sat on the beach side by side.
Yi Le looked at the vast sea level, and Moherz was filled with chocolate, showing a happy expression.
Yi Le smiled at Moherz as he was satisfied, and suddenly said: "Want to kick a career?"
Hearing the words, Moherz froze.
"what did you say?"
Yi Le smiled and said, "I brought you a gift!"
Finally, Yi Le took the backpack and took out a boxy package with the ‘Nike’ logo printed on it.
"Send it to you!"
Moherz took it in a daze, even if the chocolate fell to the ground.
Opened the package, inside which lies a quiet pair of brand new football boots.
Moherz stroked the shoes and muttered: "It's so beautiful!"
"Is this really for me?" Mohz looked up at Yi Ledao with a staring glance.
Yile shrugged and said, "Do you want it?"
"I need to!"
Yi Le smiled and said, "There is still yo!"
After speaking, Yi Le took out a document and an envelope from the backpack again.
"The document is the trial notice of the Paris Saint-Germain Youth Camp in Ligue 1, and the envelope contains a cheque of 10,000 Euros. You can go to the trial with your father. Of course everything depends on whether you can convince your parents!
A pair of sneakers surprised Moherz, now it is hit by five thunders.
Training notice for Ligue 1 youth training, there is also 10,000 euros of funding, this ...
Moherz looked at Yi Le blankly and said, "Why do you want to help me?"
Yi Le smiled and said: "I just don't want your talent buried here."
Yi Le reached out his hand and shook his finger towards the sea level in front, saying, "Did you see it?"
"What?" Mokhta said blankly.
"On the other side of the ocean, that sacred fanatic football stadium! Go play professionally ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I believe you will succeed."
Moherz opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.
Yi Le exhaled and got up ...
Mohertz quickly said: "Are you leaving?"
"Yes!" Yi Le turned his head and smiled.
"We ... can we still meet?"
For some reason, Moherz was a little bit reluctant.
"It depends on your decision." Yi Le paused, reminded: "Oh, yes, the shoes you have are Nike-X15 series, this is the special shoes for the wing forward."
After hearing the words, Mohz's eyes widened and he was anxiously corrupted, saying: "I'm going to play in the midfield! Bastard !!-"
"Ha ha ha ha ha !!" Yi Le ran away with a laugh, shouting: "I said, you are not suitable for playing midfielder!"
"Who do you think you are? !!!" Moherz couldn't help being laughed at, looking at the back of Yi Le's disappearing.
Moherz had a sour nose and shouted toward the distant back, "Big man, I don't know your name yet !!!"
At the far end, Yi Le gently waved his hand, as if to say something.
Moherz could not see clearly or listen to it. He looked down at the shoes he held in his hand and the training notice.
Moherz's eyes flickered more and more, he vowed; "We will see you again, I will let my name resound all over the world!-"
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