Chapter 085 The girl who came out of the oil painting
Leon took a taxi to District N, the largest slum in Madrid.
Don’t think that there are no poor people in Western society. There are rich and poor everywhere. Many people yearn for a paradise-like life in European countries, but paradise is certainly not just a sky-high mansion and bustling prosperity. There are also low-rise buildings and bustling buildings.
There are also shabby houses, there is hunger, there are fights, there are drugs, there are all kinds of messes.
n is the largest slum area in Madrid. Madridrens living in other areas, especially those rich or middle class, many people look at this area with confusion, pity and even contempt.
Li Ang was sitting in the taxi, and only then did he realize why the taxi driver looked so surprised when he heard that he was coming to District N.
This place is incompatible with the bustling Madrid.
Dirty, messy, bad.
These three words could sum up what he saw.
As the taxi went deeper and approached Longbottom Avenue, the taxi driver also became cautious. Spanish curses kept coming out of his mouth, and at the same time, his honking of the horn became much gentler.
Li Ang completely agreed with the taxi driver's caution, because on both sides of the road, there were more and more dangerous people doing nothing or being busy.
There were well-dressed prostitutes leaning against the door, smoking while waiting for customers, and there were also young gangsters with tattoos on their bodies, hanging cigarettes in their mouths, and holding baseball bats in their hands. They watched the car drive in.
Everyone in the taxis looked at them with evil eyes.
"Sir, I don't understand why you are here, but I still want to remind you to be careful." The taxi driver said, "If you encounter trouble, don't resist! Just hand your wallet to them and you won't be hurt.
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Listening to the driver's words, Li Ang surprisingly felt that the driver was exaggerating. The world outside the vehicle looked indeed very dangerous for him, an intruder.
Although he himself is considered to be quite skilled, it is difficult for him to beat four hands with two fists. Li Ang secretly reminded himself to be vigilant. At the same time, he was very concerned about Juan Carlos and his sister who was said to be very beautiful by the independent scout.
Living in a place with such a bad environment really made Li Ang curious and surprised. He had heard that n was a slum area in Madrid before, but he had never been there and had no intuitive feeling. What he saw at this time
, it really had a great impact on him.
"Sir, we can't drive in front," the driver said.
It is indeed impossible to drive in. There should have been a road in front of it, but a tent was set up directly. Now it is like a residence under the tent. There is only a gap in the middle, which is enough for a pedestrian to walk through. Vehicles are obviously blocked.
outside the door.
Li Ang paid the fare, and then he saw the taxi driver turn around very quickly and run away, as if there would be any danger if he stayed here for a while.
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Li Ang looked around, and the people around him were also looking at him. He looked curious, while the people around him looked at him with strange eyes, as if they were looking at colorful banknotes.
‘Have you been treated as a fat sheep that is easy to bully?’ Li Ang smiled bitterly in his heart.
Room 201, Area H, Building B, No. 19 Longbottom Avenue, District N. Li Ang read the address silently. He found that the house numbers here were so confusing that they were not in order at all. The postman would probably have a headache coming here.
At this time, several young men about seventeen or eighteen years old with tattoos gathered around him.
One of them was holding a cigarette in his mouth and squinting at the strange intruder.
"Juan!" Li Ang didn't seem to care at all about the people gathered around him. He shouted at the top of his voice, "Juan Carlos! Who told me where that guy lives? Where did that guy go?"
Several young people who were gathering around stopped. The young man holding a cigarette looked at Li Ang, "Are you looking for Juan? Juan Carlos?"
"That's right." Li Ang nodded, "That kid who used to play football in Getafe. I know what he is doing now, and I can't wait to see him beaten until his skin is bruised and swollen. He told me
The address is here."
The young man at the head waved his hands to the others around him, "Get out of here! There's no fun anymore."
Although this intruder is a stranger, he can call Carlos by his name, and he also knows that Carlos is now working as a boxing sparring partner. This is a secret that not many people know, not even Carlos' sister.
, this shows that this person is indeed a friend of Carlos, the kind with a very close relationship, this is one of our own.
The people around him dispersed in a hurry, and some even booed, obviously feeling depressed that the identity of the 'fat sheep' had changed and that they couldn't make a move.
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"Li Ang." Li Ang said with his right hand, "You can call me Li."
The young man seemed a little surprised when he faced the extended hand. He looked at his somewhat unclean right hand and stretched it out hesitantly.
"Yuri Kukas," he said.
Li Ang shook hands with the other party without hesitation. There was a hint of gentleness in the latter's originally cold eyes.
"Let me lead you. It's hard for outsiders to find a place here," Kukas said.
"Yes." Li Ang walked and chatted with the other party, "To be honest, this is my first time coming to n."
"I can see that." Kukas said. He glanced at Li Ang's crisp suit, which meant that your dress was incompatible with this place. However, regarding Li Ang's confession, he thought this person was quite good, "You are doing
What?" he asked.
"A football coach." Li Ang said, "I think that kid Carlos should continue playing football. He has that talent, so-" He shrugged, "So, that's why I'm here."
"You must be a good coach." Kukas said.
"Why do you say that?" Li Ang asked.
"It's hard to imagine that a coach would come to a place like this for a kid from a ghetto," Kukas said.
Li Ang laughed and patted Kukas on the shoulder, indicating that he liked hearing this, and the latter also laughed.
The two of them went up the stairs. The old walls smelled musty.
"Here we are." Stopping in front of a door, Kukas said, and he went up and knocked on the door.
After the knock on the door, a nice female voice said: "Juan?"
"Sister Alice, it's me, Yuri."
The sound of walking came from inside, and at the same time he spoke and asked, "Is something wrong? Yuri."
"Someone is looking for Juan," Kukas said, and the door creaked open.
Then Li Ang was about to answer the call and saw that beautiful face. A beautiful face that would be unforgettable at one glance. He really couldn't imagine that in the slums of Madrid, in such a place, there would be such a beautiful face.
With such a beautiful girl living here, at this moment, Li Ang had to admit that what Mr. Independent Scout said was true, she was a super beautiful beauty.
This is a girl in her early twenties. A beautiful girl, a girl with beautiful blond hair. A beautiful face that made Li Ang feel familiar at first glance, which made him feel strange.
, he has never seen this girl before, why does he feel familiar?
The girl who walked out of the oil painting shocked his heart. He had no other thoughts, only surprise.
"Who are you?" There were two people at the door, one of them was Cubas, and the other one was naturally the visitor.
"I'm a football coach." Li Ang bowed slightly and stretched out a hand, "I'm here for Juan Carlos."
The girl shook hands with Li Ang gently and quickly retracted her hand.
Li Ang hadn't felt the softness and smoothness of his hands yet, and actually felt a sigh in his heart.
"Please come in and let's talk inside." The girl opened the door.
"Thank you." Li Ang nodded and stepped in.
"Sister Alice, I'm downstairs, call me if you need anything," Kukas said.
"Thank you, Yuri." Alice nodded.
Li Ang smiled. He knew that Kukas was warning him, meaning that he was not far away and should not try to do anything wrong with Alice. He found it funny and curious at the same time. Although this place was dirty and messy,
However, it seems to be quite united.
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"Would you like some water?" Alice motioned to Li Ang to sit down, and the girl started busy, saying with an apologetic look, "There are very few guests at home, so I didn't prepare coffee or tea."
"Just boiled water is fine." Li Ang said with a smile.
Looking at the girl who was as busy as a beautiful butterfly, Li Ang felt a little embarrassed. Two people, a man and a woman living together in the same room, always felt a little ambiguous.
"Thank you." After taking the water glass handed over by Alice, Li Ang still felt that in order to avoid embarrassment, he should go straight to the point, "I am here this time for Juan Carlos. I am a football coach and I have watched Carlos.
game, I think he's a great lad."
After saying this, Li Ang paused and took a sip of water, and then he saw the beautiful smile blooming on the girl's face. This was a smile of joy when his brother was praised.
Li Ang felt his heartbeat speeding up, and he suddenly felt that just seeing this beautiful smile was a worthwhile trip.
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While Li Ang was talking to the beautiful girl Alice, at the Real Madrid Chamartín training base more than 20 kilometers away from this slum area, the interesting father and son, Morata and his son, were suffering huge humiliation.
