I think you're right, he's the one I've been looking for!"
Sacristán nodded, his eyes shining, a smile unconsciously forming on his lips.
He turned and called his assistant coach.
He wanted to carefully review the information on that Chinese youngster!
La Masia truly is a magical place!
There are always undiscovered gems appearing here!
...On the field at this moment.
In front of the goal.
Hearing the crisp sound of the net ripple again... A Team's goalkeeper, Neuhaus, stood rooted to the spot, his gaze vacant.
As Ye Lingfeng's backdrop for this match,
He had already conceded two goals before the first half even ended!
For him, one of La Masia's few good goalkeepers,
It was undoubtedly a huge blow!
If the first conceded goal could still be categorized as a wonder goal,
Then this second goal was purely the fault of the defense!
After all, from such a position,
The opposing center-forward suddenly broke the offside trap, resulting in a pressure-free one-on-one.
Even if Valdés, Barça's current starting goalkeeper, were called in,
It's highly likely he wouldn't be able to save that shot!
Realizing what happened, Neuhaus was furious, and he yelled at his teammates in front of him.
"F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!!!"
"How are you marking him? Bedia, what did you promise me?!"
"Why do I have to face a one-on-one? You two can't even mark one person?"
"And who's that... Lee! What are you doing? Loitering or strolling? What's your purpose? A soft and weak defensive midfielder!!!"
"As fellow Asians, the gap between you is so huge!"
Neuhaus unleashed a torrent of words at his teammates in front of him.
The two center-backs exchanged frustrated glances, shrugging their hands in helplessness.
They also hadn't expected Ye Lingfeng to suddenly appear from such a position.
By the time they reacted, the Chinese center-forward had already carried the ball into the penalty area!
South Korea's young defensive midfielder, Lee Seung-woo, also didn't escape Neuhaus's tirade.
After being completely lambasted, he turned his head away, his face flushed.
At the same time, he deliberately avoided the resentful gaze from Kubo Takefusa.
"Ah, sh*t, why was I assigned to the A Team and tasked with marking this damn guy, Ye Lingfeng..."
Lee Seung-woo was completely distraught.
"Aish, our country's players don't seem to be very strong, they're completely dominated by Brother Ye."
"So disappointing. Domestically, they used to boast about how amazing our overseas players were, but looking at this, they're clearly not on the same level..."
Outside the field.
Beside Su Qianqian, two South Korean female students murmured in disappointment.
And the girl from Japan had long since cast Kubo Takefusa aside, frantically asking Su Qianqian about Ye Lingfeng.
Seeing her infatuated expression, Su Qianqian felt a bit helpless.
She had a sense of crisis, as if her corner was being dug out from under her.
And at this moment, her live stream in China had already erupted!
－ [What great positioning! That was a beautiful goal! This can't be called a lucky goal now, can it?]
－ [I'm a bit curious about the truthfulness of that Chinese Football Association report now...]
－ [It's normal for a skilled player to have some temper! Maybe the so-called assault on National Youth Team members was just a misunderstanding during the match!]
－ [That's true, but he not only hit National Youth Team members, he also hit the National Youth Team's leader, that's inexcusable, right...]
－ [Why is it inexcusable? The leader is just a person! Does he really think he's important?]
－ [Hitting people is definitely wrong! No excuses! No matter how well he plays, it's useless!]
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(Event Period: January 21st to February 5th)
Chapter 16: Praise from the Youth Training Director! Another Golden Treasure Chest! (New book, please give flowers, evaluation tickets, monthly tickets!!!)
"Beep! Beep—"
Soon after, the first half of the training match ended!
Youth training coach Garcia blew his whistle.
Signaling the players to go off for a rest!
Another group of youngsters sitting on the sidelines were eager to play.
There are many players at La Masia aged U16 and above.
The end of the first half meant that some players would be substituted!
"Ye, Ilyas, Bedia, Fati, Lee..."
"The few of you, rest for the second half!"
Garcia exchanged a few words with Kluivert and Sacristán on the sidelines.
He turned around and pointed at a few players with his hand.
As his words fell, the youngsters exchanged glances.
There was a hint of helplessness in their eyes!
Without a doubt.
There were only two possibilities for players being substituted.
Either their skill was recognized, and the second half would provide opportunities for more people.
Or, their performance in the first half was unsatisfactory!
Ansu Fati is La Masia's top talent, and his performance today was also quite good.
He has basically secured a spot for promotion to the Barça B Team!
Ye Lingfeng, who scored twice, had an exceptionally brilliant performance today.
The second spot was naturally reserved for him!
As for the third... The players who were told they wouldn't play in the second half had mixed feelings at this moment!
The somewhat reckless winger, Ilyas, was very frustrated, raising his hand to try and defend himself.
He still wanted more playing time!
But unfortunately, his style of play didn't seem to be recognized.
Bedia, the center-back who was twice completely outplayed by Ye Lingfeng, now had a flushed face and dejectedly slammed his shin guard.
Lee Seung-woo, the South Korean youngster who was also completely outplayed by Ye Lingfeng, was now hiding by himself in the shade of a tree on the sidelines.
He was clearly a bit withdrawn.
As for Ye Lingfeng and Fati... "Congratulations, explosive shot kid, looking forward to teaming up with you this weekend."
Fati thought for a moment, then walked straight to Ye Lingfeng and extended his hand.
Ye Lingfeng raised an eyebrow, turned around, and shook hands with this rising La Masia talent: "Does this mean... I've been selected?"
"Otherwise?"