I Love You in Football was a love poem that started from youth.
37 I’ll stand on top of the world and let you see me first

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Two years later.

The crowds on the Plaza de Colombo were still there, and the parasol trees were flourishing. The bronze sculptures continued to point into the distance. The passage of time seemed to have stopped here. The wandering artists left one batch after another, and new blood and art poured into this avenue.

Carlos would come here every week. No matter the weather, he would bring a lollipop and a glass of water. Then, he would feed the seabirds on the bench to the left of the statue and draw a sketch.

The sixteen-year-old blond youth was already very tall. He was 1.8 meters tall and had handsome facial features. The girls in the school were crazy about him. Sometimes, these girls would dare to come to La Masia to watch him train and play. When someone on the sidelines shouted " Carlos, go!", he would subconsciously look at the audience, but the beautiful girl with long black hair never appeared again.

It was a sunny day today. The June sun made the undulating waves sparkle, like fine gold leaves scattered on the vast sea. Carlos looked at it for a while, peeled the rainbow lollipop, put it in his mouth, and then picked up the paintbrush to carefully draw the lines.

"Hello, can you draw a sketch for us?”The girl with tiny freckles asked him with a red face. The shorter companion beside him did not dare to look at him and tightly wrapped his arms around his companion.

People often treated him as a painter who made a living by painting on the roadside. On this avenue full of encounters and hormones, mature and charming girls, young and shy beauties, or young girls who had just begun to fall in love had all expressed their feelings for him.

Carlos didn't look up and continued to draw.""Sorry, I'm not a painter. If you want to sketch, please turn right and go straight.”

The short girl's face instantly turned red. She pulled the freckled girl and was about to leave. The freckled girl was unhappy and said,"Aren't you sketching? What's wrong with helping us draw?"

This time, Carlos didn't say anything. He finished the last few strokes, put the water and the sketchbook back into his backpack, and strode away. He didn't care about the chatter of the girl behind him.

His drawing skills became more and more exquisite, but there was only one main character.

Carlos would look into the distance in the direction of the New World and then draw the girl in his imagination. Whenever he sat in Colombo Square, he would feel that they were very close to each other, as if their hearts could stick together.

The tattoo on his chest was slightly hot.

Not long ago, he received a trial notice from Barcelona's U19 team. The results of the physical examination and the overall results showed that Carlos was very good, and the U19 manager was quite tempted.

The new season was about to begin. In the previous season, the U19 team did not perform well, and the coaches needed to bring in better talent. The La Masia coaches were struggling to get Carlos to get better training so that he could grow better, so they recommended this rising star to the U19 team.

Above U19 was adult professional football. Being promoted to this team meant better development and greater challenges, but without any suspense, Carlos passed all the events. This afternoon, he would sign the contract with the coach.

After taking a shower in the dormitory, he changed into a slightly more formal suit and went to the coach's office.

He did not have an agent, but before that, Shen Ke had given him a lot of legal knowledge, so that he could open his eyes and see clearly, so that he would not be scammed. He even babbled out a list of players who had been delayed by legal disputes.

Shen Ke had successfully become a freshman in the law department. He was studying in Madrid. He was smart, sociable, and resourceful. In this foreign school, he was still able to get along well with his Chinese identity. The two of them were brothers and friends. They often talked on the phone. Carlos could already talk to him in Chinese. He spoke Chinese very well.

"Hello, Coach Pellet." Carlos shook hands with him.

Pelle gave him a hug."Look at our future U19 midfielders.”It had to be said that Pellet was very satisfied with him. He also hoped to bring in this genius before other teams poached him.

"Let's not talk too much. Take a look. This is the contract.”Pellet handed the contract to Carlos.

There were no legal traps in this contract, so Carlos skipped the rest of the paragraph and looked to the end.

"After a unanimous discussion, we decided to give you a weekly salary of 2000 euros. The contract time is three years.”Pelle said,"Carlos, this is the best offer we can give you at the moment.”

Carlos nodded. He knew that Pellet had done his best to offer such a contract. For a young player who had not yet been tested, a contract with such a high weekly salary was simply a gamble.

Of course, this kind of weekly salary also depended on who he was compared to, but for Carlos's current level, it was a considerable amount of money. Carlos was a little tempted. With this sum of money, he could buy more pearl bracelets for Bella.

But after a moment, Carlos woke up from his daze. He pursed his lips and said,""Coach Pellet, I'm sorry. I want to ask a question first.”

"You ask."

"After signing the contract, what is my appearance rate this season?”Carlos raised his head and looked at the handsome coach in front of him.

Pelle was obviously stunned. He fixed his eyes on the young man with a slightly immature face and took a deep breath.""Not much, but I promise you'll be there.”

"I understand what you mean." Carlos was still very calm. He handed the contract back to Pellet and said," I think this contract might not be suitable for me. Mr. Coach, let me give you a new contract.”

Without waiting for Pelle to speak, Carlos continued,""200 euros a week, signed for two years, but guaranteed my appearance rate this season.”

The young man's voice was magnetic and low. When it was calm, it was like a clear lake.

Pelle widened his eyes and whispered,""Do you know what you're saying?"

"I know." Carlos's eyes were firm.

"Two hundred euros and two thousand euros, you have to know the difference.”Pelle knocked on the table." I'll ask you again. Are you sure?”

Carlos stood up and placed his hands on the desk. His height of 1.8 meters made the desk smaller." Coach, 200 euros. Let me play this season. Before the next season, you have the chance to sublet or sell me at a high price. This was a very good deal.”

Pelle thought for a moment and said," Alright, I'll get someone to modify the contract. Please wait a moment."”

The revised contract was quickly signed. Carlos shook hands with Pellet again and walked out of the office.

Under the sunlight, his every step was firm. Pelle looked at his slender back and sighed." I wish you good luck."”

The club offered 2,000 euros because they saw Carlos 'potential. They believed that this extraordinary teenager would bring new blood to the team. He was only 16 years old this year. He would first train in the U19 team for a year, and then he would become the main force of the team the following year. This was a good contract for anyone.

There were many players who poured into football every year, but how many of them actually entered the audience's field of vision? From the U19 to the reserves, from the reserves to the First Team, this was a chasm.

How many players over 19 years old were still on the youth team?

However, Carlos did not want that. He had to speed up. He told himself that he could not relax or give up. He had to play in the season when he joined the U19 team, instead of watching from the sidelines and sitting quietly on the bench. He could not wait until this group of people retired and played the next year.

Through his clothes, he touched the tattoo on his chest. Bella, I will stand at the top of the world and let you see me first.

After signing the contract, he asked the coach for four days off before returning to the team for training. The coach was very open-minded and agreed.

On a sunny day, Carlos wore a simple blue and white striped casual outfit and walked into Anprat Airport.

He had bid farewell to his black-haired girl here twice, and this time, he wanted to be presumptuous and look for her.

The plane took off, and Carlos put on his blindfold. This time, the Lania would take him to the New World, to the place he looked at every week, to the place he yearned for the most, to the place where Bella was.

*

Su Qingjia was practicing in the piano room. Compared to Barcelona's heat, Philadelphia had four distinct seasons. It was June, and it was slightly cooler here. At night, he had to wear a thin shirt.

Lilith, who was smoking a mint cigarette, crossed her legs. Her thin red black high heels were silently seductive, and her ankle-up black glass stockings wrapped around her calves. She was clearly here for class, but Lilith liked to dress as if she was going to attend a high-class party in the next second. Her black dress matched with a thin red diamond waist chain showed off her charming figure. She had red lip gloss on, and her movements were like those in a movie.

Lilith was the charming female professor that Su Qingjia had met at the beginning of school. She was a famous cold beauty in the school, but it was said that her age was a secret. The media and students had not known for so long. Other than being a pianist, she was also a designer and had some status in the fashion world.

Of course, she was still a piano teacher now, and she always secretly wanted to snatch students from Louis.

Louis couldn't persuade her, and his apprentice was a girl. He thought that Su Qingjia could learn something from her, so although he didn't let go, he often invited Lilith to teach Su Qingjia.

After staying here for two years, Su Qingjia had basically figured out the temper of the teachers. Lilith was one of them. She was a typical Dark Wind Big Sister. She could act in the female version of " Fifty Shades of Grey " with a whip. She was full of drama.

Looking at Lilith, who was still blowing smoke rings, Su Qingjia felt that this name was really not bad. Wasn't she just a witch?

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