Football: The National Football Team Misled Me, Run to Barcelona as the King of Football
37 The signing of the First Team was completed! A ruthless person came? New book evaluation votes!

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It was a pity.

Because the Camp Nou stadium was recently renovating the turf, people were prohibited from entering and leaving.

Ye Lingfeng's signing ceremony was held in the administrative building next to the stadium.

In the tradition of La Masia.

Only members of Barcelona's administrative system could participate in the signing ceremony!

Ye Lingfeng's youth contract was upgraded to a professional contract.

The penalty for breaching the contract was as high as 100 million euros!

In the hall.

Ye Lingfeng and the head coach, Luís Enrique, each grabbed a corner of a Barcelona jersey.

He smiled and greeted the people below the stage!

The number 176 was printed on the jersey.

It meant that Ye Lingfeng was the 176th player from La Masia to register for the First Team!

"Congratulations, young man!"

La Masia's youth training director Kluivert was also present.

"In half a month, you completed a double jump from La Masia U17! Your future is limitless!"

Kluivert hugged Ye Lingfeng and gave him his sincere blessings.

"Thank you for introducing me to Mr. Sakristan during the training match that day!" Ye Lingfeng nodded.”

"You did it yourself, kid!" Kluivert laughed.”

Off the field, Barcelona's administrative staff looked at the handsome yellow-skinned figure on the stage with a smile.

This was the most special little fellow they had met in so many years!

It was not just because of his skin color!

Most importantly, it was a maturity that surpassed his age!

...。.

A moment later.

Ye Lingfeng sat down with Enrique and Barcelona's assistant manager.

They began to discuss matters related to the First Team.

"Since the number nine jersey currently has an owner, I'll reluctantly let you wear the remaining number 19 first!”

Enrique spread his hands, a hint of helplessness on his face.

"But don't worry, we've inserted a hidden treaty in the contract! If nothing goes wrong, you'll be able to wear number nine before the winter window ends!”

There were many registered players on the Barcelona First Team!

Currently, only the number 11 and number 19 jerseys were vacant.

Although Barcelona sent David Villa away this summer.

Pedro, who was originally wearing number 11, inherited Villa's number 7 jersey.

The empty number 11 was the number that the club had prepared for the Brazilian genius Neymar!

The transfer negotiations between Neymar and Barcelona had reached the final stage!

Ye Lingfeng shrugged without any objection.

He had no interest in the number 11 jersey anyway!

That was the winger's number.

The number nine jersey was his pursuit.

However, he did not expect to realize his wish immediately after he was promoted to La Liga.

Winter window…

It was only half a season.

He would let everyone know in this half of the season.

He would be the well-deserved number nine jersey holder for Barcelona!

For the current Barcelona number nine, Sanchez.

Ye Lingfeng didn't feel any pressure.

Sanchez, who was 169 centimeters tall, was more suitable to play on the flanks!

"Your weekly salary, all your benefits…There will be a huge improvement!"

Enrique glanced at the contract." Before the start of the new season, we have a pre-season friendly match with other league teams.”

"Based on the performance in that friendly match, I will re-define the starting lineup for the new season!”

"Also,"

Enrique looked at the date on the calendar on the wall." Before the start of the new season, we will arrange an appearance ceremony for you at Camp Nou!”

"There will be tens of thousands of fans pouring into Camp Nou to watch Barcelona's new reinforcements for the new season!”

"This is the treatment every new player gets!”

Ye Lingfeng's expression became a little strange.

Appearance ceremony?

He could not help but think of the 'Bar?a ball bouncing curse' that he had heard in his previous life!'

When the new players made their appearances at Camp Nou, they basically had to perform a few bounces.

However, many talented players who made a fool of themselves in the ball juggling performance later went downhill without exception!

In serious cases, they would even be plagued by injuries and become crippled!

Metaphysical.

The most representative of them was the young genius Ousmane Dembele!

"It seems that I have to practice more juggling during this period of time!”

Ye Lingfeng muttered in his heart.

...

In the afternoon.

The sun in Madrid was exceptionally bright.

In a secret training base near the suburbs, the Spanish U21s were gathering!

"Bad news, big guy, your position may not be safe!”

Hesse Rodriguez walked into the stadium with a playful look on his face.

"What are you talking about? Did you forget to take your medicine at noon?"

Morata looked at Hesse in confusion.

He would lose his position?

I'm the number nine of the Spanish U21 team!

The absolute starting center forward for this year's UEFA Europa League!

"You'll know in a while! A ruthless person has come, and it's our old face!”

Hesse helplessly spread his hands and gestured for Morata to look out of the field.

Morata looked over suspiciously.

Outside the court, two figures were walking towards the court!

One of them was the U21 manager, Hulun Lobetegui.

The other person…

Morata felt as if he had been struck by lightning!

"Damn it…That kid is also a member of the Spanish U21 team?!”

"But…This guy was obviously Asian!”

.............

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