Carlos 'trial time was one month. Of course, if he performed well during this period, the school would directly let him be admitted. But at the same time, if he didn't perform well, he would have to leave with his luggage.
La Masia did not need weaklings.
There were young geniuses from all over the world on this farm, ranging from eight to nineteen years old. Football had become an art in their field. Speed, strength, and wisdom were perfectly integrated in this competitive sport.
The La Masia youth training camp placed great importance on the player's talent and their own efforts, and the selection criteria were very strict. In order to send the best talents to Barcelona, the youth training system had twelve echelons, from U8 to U19. U8 was Under8,U19 was Under19, and so on.) In terms of the selection of players, La Masia would give priority to children from the Catalan region under the same conditions. The team must guarantee loyalty to Catalan, which was an oath taken at the beginning of Barcelona's founding.
Unlike the last time Su Qingjia and her father came to visit, the La Masia youth training camp was full of people these two days. The children touched the artificial turf with smiles and excitement. They knelt on the ground and devoutly kissed the land. This meant a lot to them.
This was the third day they had been here, and they were going to undergo a physical examination. Carlos clenched his jaw. He told himself that he would stand out.
There were many tests for physical examination, including strength, speed, balance, endurance, and so on. In addition to these regular tests, a minor child also needed to be tested for a special test-bone age.
A person's growth and development could be expressed by two " ages." One was the life age, which was the time we usually calculated according to the calendar. The other was the biological age, the bone age. Through the test of bone age, one could determine one's future height within a very small margin of error. This was very important for a football player.
Of course, he would also ask about his family's medical history, but as an orphan, Carlos skipped this part. However, he couldn't avoid the other small questions, such as what time he slept and woke up every day, how he slept, whether he liked to dream, whether he had insomnia, eating habits, and the weight of his food.
A heart examination was also very important, including an electrocardiogram test, a heart echo test, and so on. This seemed to be a necessary part of the military examination in China.
After the last blood test, Carlos wiped his bleeding finger with a cotton swab. It hurt a little, but it didn't affect him. The moment he took the blood test, he felt like he was suddenly awake. His life these past few days had been like a beautiful dream. He couldn't believe it.
He was afraid that all of this was just a fantasy he had dreamed of. Perhaps there was no black-haired doll that accidentally came to the small playground from the beginning. He could only watch the expensive blond angel in the window and endure the injustice of fate again and again.
However, the pain of drawing blood told Carlos that it was like the rising sun in the Mediterranean Sea. Everything seemed to be the same, but there was something different.
In the following period of time, the coaches would observe their ability to control the ball, pass the ball, and shoot. Carlos picked up a new football and wanted to seize all the time to practice.
*
Just like Carlos, Su Qingjia was also undergoing a test from her mother. The beautiful mixed-blood woman was very bold when she was serious, even though she was infatuated with Su Jingkang most of the time.
Su Qingjia blinked his big amber eyes and tried to make them moist. He hoped that his bambi eyes could melt the icy beauty in front of him.
However, Ming Ling folded his arms and said,""I used this trick when I was young, but it didn't work on my mother. This trick won't work on your mother either.”
Sosad, Su Qingjia continued to practice. During the practice, he even took some time to think about it. It turns out that Tiger Mother has nothing to do with nationality. Those who advocate that Western education is easy should really come out and see it.
In the afternoon, after taking a nap, Su Qingjia felt so cute. She washed her face, applied some rose cream, and patted her small, tender face. Then, she clattered downstairs in her pink Minnie slippers.
Ming Ling would make her own afternoon tea, and Su Qingjia would help her sometimes. The mother and daughter were both skillful and creative. Even though they didn't have the company of Su Jingkang, the handsome man, enjoying a stack of delicious ice cream in this hot summer was amazing.
Since sending Carlos to La Masia last week, Su Qingjia had lost one of her pleasures-watching this handsome little princess practice handsomely.
She really missed him, o()o sigh, and wondered how he was doing. He was really, really a very cute and beautiful young man. Although he was cold, he just hit her cuteness spot.
Hahaha, don't think that she couldn't tell why he had a strange expression when he left the orphanage that day. It was just that his hair looked a little like a bird's nest. Aiyo, young man, don't you know that there is a messy cuteness?
As the daughter of an outstanding diplomat, it was in her genes to be able to read people's expressions.
But then again, his face was just. Whether his hair was messy or smooth, Carlos was like a giant dog with golden hair.
Su Qingjia collected her thoughts and continued reading. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon. Su Qingjia packed her bag and prepared to go out. She wanted to play with Liu Mengya's new Barbie doll.
Oh my god, as a strange auntie, it was quite hard for her to continue playing with Barbie dolls. And it was a strange Barbie costume change competition? Although she had the heart of a young girl, she didn't want this to happen.
It seemed like she didn't care about playing with Barbies when she was young. She only played with Lego bricks. How interesting.
*
Carlos's medical report was out. Rexatch took his report and watched the group of kids practice with the coaches on the sidelines.
It had been a tough half month for everyone. People left every day. Carlos watched them carry their luggage and shattered dreams as they walked out of the door under the sunset.
Everyone was afraid that they would be the ones to leave.
An Argentina kid who was in the same group as Carlos left yesterday. He was once an elite of the regional national team. He had brown hair and was black and strong.
Carlos had no other choice but to be stricter with himself. He woke up earlier than anyone else. Only after he finished jogging, warming up, stretching, and juggling did the others appear one after another.
The coaches watched the short teenager, who was reported to be malnourished, perform. He was using his feet to alternate the ball (the inspection found that there was harmony here). Under his control, the football was like his doll, bouncing back and forth on the soles of his feet, bouncing back and forth, and repeating this boring process.
But occasionally, he would also lift the ball high and touch the ball with his forehead, shoulders, or leaning down to use his stamina. He was surprisingly flexible and always kept the football from falling to the ground.
"He is very talented." " He's going to be a superstar," Rexsac said sincerely. He was not stingy with his praise for the boy he had discovered.”
Bernajs was the coach of the 13 to 14-year-old age group. He waved the medical examination form in his hand." He has a body with great potential. Other than being malnourished and short of height, his other indicators are almost perfect.”He looked at Carlos, who was still bouncing the ball." He's still willing to put in a lot of effort. He's the first to get up and practice every day.”
The other coaches all expressed their appreciation. They were very cautious and generous towards these future students.
Carlos was called to the sidelines. He was a little nervous, but he didn't show it on his face. He only shook his right ear slightly.
"Hello, Mr. Rexatch. Hello, coaches.”Carlos bowed to them. His golden hair was a little sweaty, but he still looked very obedient.
"This is your medical report, Carlos.”Rexatch smiled at him." You're shorter than your peers. The test showed that you're malnourished.”He observed Carlos's reaction. Carlos nodded without any surprise. He did not look disappointed. Rexatch was a little surprised, but he did not keep him in suspense. He continued," But your other indicators are very good. Carlos, congratulations, you have been accepted! Your trial training has ended. When you sign the contract, I welcome you on behalf of La Masia Youth Training Camp.”
The young man, who had his head slightly lowered, suddenly raised his head. His blue-gray eyes sparkled. Carlos suppressed the excitement in his heart and said,"Can I know my various indicators?”
Bernajs was very happy to hear a young player ask such a question. Every player should master the basic data of their body as a basis for them to better train themselves. He answered the question enthusiastically," Your 100m sprint is very fast, like lightning.”He gave him a thumbs up." You also have a pair of powerful lungs, Carlos. This means that you can inhale a lot of oxygen and deliver it to your whole body efficiently. If you train your physical fitness, you will be very good.”" And your muscle fibers are well distributed…" Benajes explained to him.
The physical examination also tested the distribution of muscle fibers. There were two types in total. One was the fast-twitch muscle fiber, and the other was called the slow-twitch muscle fiber. They were responsible for the human body's biochemical and biochemical activities, which were important indicators of physical fitness. The fast-twitch muscle fibers could produce oxygen, providing energy for players to complete explosive activities such as sprinting, jumping, and shooting.
The distribution of fast and slow muscle fibers was largely determined by genetics, which was the so-called " talent." However, it was not impossible to change the day after tomorrow. It was just that it was still a lot worse than a player with talent.
Carlos had a ratio of 31:69。The data told them that this was a good seedling.
……
These professional terms and detailed data undoubtedly opened a new door for Carlos. In his previous practice, he thought that football was purely an explosive sport, but today, he suddenly realized the scientific side. It was truly magical. He realized that he still lacked a lot.
After bidding farewell to the coach, he continued to train. During the training, he wondered if Bella would be very happy. He retrieved the ball and touched his left dimple. He hadn't washed his face here recently, but it still smelled nice ~~~
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