Smiling Proudly

Chapter 5 Contest is here

"By the way, brother, you know about the competition, right?"

"I just heard from Raul, but I don't know the specifics yet."

Raul in Spain is equivalent to Zhang Wei in China. It is a very common name. This Raul is not Raul Gonzalez.This Raul is Raul Di Lotto.He is the head coach of La Fabrica's U17 team.

He informed Wang Yi that he would come back to participate in the selection as soon as possible.

"Wang, as you know, Castilla has always had a mechanism for selecting people from us, but usually they are selected from the U19 echelon and U18 echelon, and there are very few selections below. This time it is Castilla The head coach of - oh, no, he is now our assistant coach of the first team."

"Now the assistant coach isn't—"

"Sorry, Wang, I made a mistake, the assistant coach for next season. Zidane."

"Next season, will Jose choose Zidane as an assistant next season?"

Wang Yi was a little confused. If I remember correctly, Mourinho's assistant coach is now his assistant for many years.

"This is not news in all echelons of our Real Madrid. Florentino is going to let Zidane enter the coaching staff of the first team next season as an assistant coach, and in the next season, that is, the 14-15 season, he will be the assistant coach. Will be the head coach of Castilla."

"But what does this have to do with us? It's still the 12-13 season, not to mention how would you know what's going on in the future."

"Oh, this is a tradition in Real Madrid. Meritorious players, first become the assistant coach of the first team, and then go to the second team as the head coach. Tell the club, and the current coach of Castilla will naturally listen."

"Hey, this long list of things, you just tell me that it is the club's decision."

"Didn't I want you to know more about it?"

"Okay, okay, don't talk so much, let's have a game."

"Have you packed your luggage yet?"

"It's too boring to play against the computer on the plane. I can't practice today. Let's play a game first."

With that said, Wang Yi picked up the ps4 controller.

Mayoral was a little helpless and picked up one too.

It's not that he doesn't like playing games, but that he has been abused by Wang Yi too many times, and he has ptsd.

When I was about to play, suddenly the phone rang.

Wang Yi looked at his aunt's phone number.

Speaking of Wang Yi's aunt, she has opened a shop in Madrid for many years.

Originally, at Wang Yi's age, he could not be in La Fabrica. After all, he is not yet 18 years old, so he has not yet signed a professional contract.

However, the Spanish Football Association also stipulates that if a non-Spanish player has a relative of Spanish nationality who has settled in Spain for more than 10 years, then he can participate in all domestic competitions in Spain.

Wang Yi relied on this clause to enter La Fabrica back then.

But even without this relationship, Real Madrid would have signed him.

This is what Butragueno told him at the time, but in that case, he would play for a domestic club and then come to Spain at the age of 18.

"Why did you pick it up now?"

"Auntie, I just arrived at the dormitory."

"When will you come home again?"

"It won't work recently, our club is going to try out, and we have to sleep in the dormitory during this time."

"That's okay, your aunt is not asking you to come here at this critical period—by the way, your mother said, let me keep an eye on you to study, and I will send you to school when school starts."

"Okay, don't worry, aunt, I won't stop studying."

"You don't want me to rest assured, you want to reassure your parents. Okay, I'll hang up."

As soon as Wang hung up the phone, Mayoral didn't know where to go.

Wang Yiyi also lost his temperament for a while.

He saw several textbooks on the table beside him.

Wang Yi turned it over.

Spanish history, European history, world history.

Why are there three types of history?

Wang Yi didn't think too much, took out a book and flipped through it, and decided to continue contacting Spanish.

Wang Yi's spoken Spanish is very good, not dumb Brazilian, but his reading ability is quite poor.

So he still struggled to read this book.

So he was lying on the bed and watching, and then he sat on the chair, and then he started reading while looking up the dictionary.

"King, come on—" Mayoral pushed the door open, ready to challenge.

Suddenly seeing that Wang Yi was already reading the textbook, he immediately shut up.

"Is it so easy to learn? Is there an entrance exam?"

Mayoral didn't think much, lay on the bed and looked at his phone.

Sudden.

"Wang, this time it seems to be mixed formation versus mixed formation."

Wang Yi, who was reading a book, raised his head, "What do you mean, it's not U17 vs U17, U18 vs U18? Mix it up?"

"Yes, that's what it means."

"Isn't that, is there a disadvantage in confrontation?"

"Wang, you are only 16 years old, you are still young, why worry about this, not to mention your body is so strong, you don't have to be afraid of this."

"That's what I said, but this opportunity is so rare. Going to Castilla earlier means being able to play in the professional league earlier. Castilla plays in the second division."

"Yes, the gap between the professional league and the youth league is too great."

"By the way, Borja, you have been to Castile. I remember."

"Yes, I've only been to one game, and I played for less than 10 minutes. The rhythm, even the youth team can't keep up with it."

"I really want to go to the second team, I want to see what the level of the second division is."

"Wang, we are going to enter Castilla this time."

"It's so good that if you say it, you can enter."

Wang Yi didn't answer the question.

"It's certainly possible for us both."

"hope"

Wang Yi took advantage of the situation and lay on the bed. He was already looking forward to the trials two days later.

The 16-year-old Wang Yi has many dreams, all of which are related to football.

Wang Yi is looking forward to a lot. In his dream, Wang Yi has already won the second division championship on behalf of Castilla.

After that, he played for Real Madrid for the first time.

His first start for Real Madrid.

Won the championship for the first time in Real Madrid.

That scene was so real that Wang Yi forgot whether it was a dream or an illusion.

Wake up.

Mayoral was still fast asleep in the other bed.

However, Wang Yi was already in good spirits. There was no training today, and tomorrow was going to be a tryout. Today is a rest day.

But even though it was a rest day, Wang Yi was not going to rest.

He wants to go to the training ground and practice more.

Today he is going to practice shooting.

Wang Yi played as a winger in the echelon before U17.

Mainly the left winger, but in this era when reverse-footed wingers are prevalent, he is not very popular as a smooth-footed winger. After all, he can only cross, and this kind of thing is left to the full-back.

A winger must be able to pass and cut inside.

Now the requirement for players is that a player can play in multiple positions.

Single players are becoming less and less popular.

(End of this chapter)