"Xiaoyang! I didn't expect it. Your performance today was great!"
Huang Lu was so excited that he gave Zhao Yang a bear hug.
Zhao Yang said with a smile: "Uncle Emperor, I have been crazy about people since I was a child. The more important the competition, the better I perform."
Huang Lu said: "Fortunately, I sent you this time, otherwise we would have lost."
Zhao Yang waved his hands repeatedly: "Uncle Emperor, don't attribute the credit to me alone. This is the result of the efforts of the whole team."
Wu Lei said with a smile: "Hey, I'm very enlightened and humble."
At this time, Andres, the captain of the young people of Bastrana, came over.
Andres shook hands with captain Wu Lei in a gentlemanly manner and said: "Congratulations on your victory. You played a perfect game. We were too arrogant before the game. I apologize to you on behalf of the whole team."
A Chinese fan temporarily acted as a translator and translated Andres' words to Wu Lei.
Wu Lei said politely: "You guys played very well. We were lucky to win. A draw might be more fair."
Andres shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, you did play better than us, especially No. 18, who played so perfectly."
Andres gave Zhao Yang a thumbs up.
Zhao Yang smiled and said: "Thank you for the compliment, you are not bad either."
Andres felt a little sympathy for Zhao Yang, took the initiative to shake hands with Zhao Yang, and exchanged jerseys with Zhao Yang.
After Andres left, a blond middle-aged man in his thirties came to Zhao Yang.
"Hello, I am Jose, the coach of the youth team of St. Andrew's Club. Our boss, President Carlos, wants to meet you."
"Chairman Carlos wants to see me?"
Zhao Yang pointed to his nose with a confused look on his face. He had not remembered that he had relatives and friends overseas, and his classmates could not be the owners of the St. Andrew's Club.
"Yes, Chairman Carlos has something he wants to talk to you about."
Jose thought to himself, boy, you are lucky, thank God quickly, maybe you will have a chance to enter a professional team.
Do you want to talk to me about something? Are you a liar?
Zhao Yang looked at his teammates and fans around him and didn't know whether to agree or not.
At this time, a fan said in Chinese: "President Carlos is the owner of St. Andrew's Club. I have met him and he is a good man."
The compatriot's words reassured Zhao Yang, "Mr. Jose, where is Chairman Carlos?"
Jose smiled and said: "Chairman Carlos is waiting for you in the cafe over there. It's not convenient to talk here."
Zhao Yang smiled and said to Huang Lu: "Uncle Emperor, I'm going to see Mr. Carlos. If I don't come back within an hour, you call the police."
"You kid." Huang Lu smiled and patted Zhao Yang on the back, "Barcelona isn't that chaotic yet. Besides, I've heard about Mr. Carlos. He's a famous businessman. Go, maybe something good will happen.
"
Zhao Yang smiled and said: "What good can you do? Recruit me as your son-in-law?"
Wu Lei joked: "That's hard to say. As the saying goes, people who are destined to meet each other come thousands of miles away."
Everyone burst out laughing.
Zhao Yang looks very sunny and handsome, maybe this is really possible.
The cafe is right next to the stadium. The minimalist wooden style is refreshing. The photos of the stars and trophies in the cafe make the guests feel more friendly.
The old man sitting in the business private room saw Zhao Yang coming in and stood up to greet Zhao Yang enthusiastically.
"Hello, Zhao, I am Carlos, the owner of St. Andrew's Club. Nice to meet you. Sit down and don't be restrained."
After deciding to meet with Zhao Yang, Carlos found a Chinese translator as quickly as possible, which allowed him to communicate with Zhao Yang without any obstacles.
Zhao Yang sat down opposite Carlos, Jose came over and poured him a cup of latte coffee, and he sat next to Carlos.
Carlos smiled and said: "Zhao, are you curious about why I want to see you?"
Zhao Yang nodded honestly and said, "At least until now, I haven't figured out a reason for you to see me."
Carlos smiled and said: "I met you just to ask if you are interested in coming to Spain to play football?"
"What...what did you say? Come to Spain to play football?"
Zhao Yang was a little confused. Even if Carlos really recruited him as his son-in-law, it would not shock him more than these words.
Carlos smiled and repeated, "Yes! I asked you if you are interested in playing football at St. Andrew's Club."
Zhao Yang is completely stunned. There is no fan who doesn't want to play professional football. Even if it's just one game, they can brag about it for a lifetime.
"Are you kidding me?"
Zhao Yang felt that his voice was trembling a little. He hated himself for being useless, but he couldn't control himself.
Zhao Yang is 21 years old and a fourth-year student at Ji Province Normal University.
After graduation, I will most likely take the exam to become a teacher, work a nine-to-five job, and live a life that can see the end at a glance.
This time traveling across the ocean to play an international grassroots football match was the greatest romance Zhao Yang could have imagined.
What he never dreamed of was that he actually got a football sign-in system here and got an invitation to play professional football.
Not to mention Zhao Yang, no one can stay calm at this time.
"What do you think?"
Carlos is very satisfied with Zhao Yang's attitude. He likes to do such amazing things, just like he did when he established the St. Andrew's Club.
"It's true! I have the opportunity to play professional football in Spain."
Zhao Yang took a deep breath and secretly told himself to calm down.
This is a huge opportunity, but he got the football signing system and may be able to sign more football skills.
You cannot blindly agree, you must think it over carefully before speaking.
Zhao Yang tried his best to say in a calm tone: "Mr. Carlos, I am very grateful for this opportunity you have given me. I would like to know what kind of treatment the St. Andrew Club can give me?"
Carlos was stunned for a moment.
Unexpectedly, an amateur football player could calmly discuss the issue of remuneration when faced with such a good opportunity.
"Haha, young man, we at St. Andrew's only play in a semi-professional league. The weekly salary cannot be too high, but life is definitely no problem. Young man, I think your focus should be on development. This is Barcelona. Play here.
ball, you might have more chances."
Is this pie painting?
But this cake is exactly what Zhao Yang wants.
Zhao Yang said: "Mr. Carlos, I understand what you said. I want stable playing opportunities more than remuneration."
Carlos smiled and said: "It all depends on your strength. In professional football, strength is king. I emphasize again, what I give you is an opportunity. Whether you can seize it or not depends on your performance."
Zhao Yang was not surprised that Carlos did not promise playing time. Such a major matter must be considered and discussed repeatedly.
"Mr. Carlos, this matter is of great importance. I have to go back and discuss it with my parents before I can give you an answer."
Zhao Yang said.
Carlos smiled and said: "Haha, it's not urgent. Let's drink coffee and chat first."
Carlos and Zhao Yang then chatted all over the place for almost ten minutes before Zhao Yang stood up and left.
Back at St. Andrew's Stadium, Huang Lu, Wu Lei, and all the players from the Qi Cheng team were there. Zhao Yang was very moved.
"What are you doing here? Go back to the hotel and wait for me."
Wu Lei said with a smile: "It's not because I'm waiting for you. Everyone is too curious and can't wait to know why Carlos is looking for you."
Zhao Yang said seriously: "Didn't you guess that you want me to be your son-in-law?"
Everyone laughed. They had just guessed that it might be related to football. When Zhao Yang said it so seriously, many people were a little skeptical.
Could it be that Carlos really fell in love with Zhao Yang's handsomeness and wanted to marry his daughter to him?
Huang Lu was older and was familiar with people's hearts. He understood that Zhao Yang didn't want to talk about this in public, so he smiled and said: "Congratulations to Zhao Yang, we will go back to the hotel now to celebrate the team's victory and congratulate Zhao Yang for finding a good marriage.
"
Back at the hotel, Wang Bin, the leader of the overseas Chinese in Barcelona, had arranged a banquet. Representatives of fans from the Qi Cheng team and Spain gathered together to eat, drink and talk.
After the banquet, everyone drunkenly went back to their rooms to rest.
As soon as Zhao Yang returned to his room, he received a call from Huang Lu, asking Zhao Yang to go to his room and tell him something.