Since the Youth Training Center is still building a large-scale construction project, for safety reasons, isolation boards have been erected between the training ground and the construction site.

When Gao Han was walking on the edge of the training ground, he heard the sound of kicking football from the other end of the isolation board from afar, and the sound of a young child counting, which had already exceeded one hundred.

This made him a little curious. He approached the isolation board and could vaguely see from the gap behind him a child playing football. He was about eight or nine years old. He was not tall and thin. He was practicing slamming the ball there and counting.

But I don’t know if I’m too focused and I forgot as I counted.

The child sighed depressedly, grabbed a book from the ground, looked at the setting sun, muttering to himself, "It seems that the posture is wrong, isn't it like this?"

After reading the book for a while, after putting it down, I started practicing on my own.

Gao Han was a little curious when looking at the isolation board. Could it be that the students did not go home with their parents and hid themselves and practiced more?

With this in mind, Gao Han quickly walked towards the passage and came to the other end of the isolation board.

The child turned his back to Gao Han, practiced very attentively, and counted gently in his mouth. Gao Han didn't hear clearly how much he was.

Gao Han walked to him, squatted down, picked up the book from the ground, looked at the cover, and burst into laughter.

It turns out that this book is a bit old like a bargain bought from a street stall, but it has a very awesome book title, the Star Quick Book.

When you open the contents in the book, it is not a lie. It is just some very simple and basic things. For example, children are now learning how to make the ball according to the contents in the book.

Suddenly, a strange old man selling books in a street stall in Gao Han's mind appeared in his mind, and said to the child: "Little kid, I see your bones are surprised. You are really a football wizard. The important task of revitalizing Chinese football will be handed over to you."

"I have a quick-forming manual for the stars here. You can practice according to the practice and guarantee that you will become a generation of football kings. It is a fate that we can meet today. I will sell you a little cheaper. If you can't buy it for ten yuan, you will suffer a loss, and if you can't buy it for ten yuan, you will be fooled."

When he thought of this, he laughed and said.

After hearing the movement, the kid who was practicing to pull the ball suddenly turned his head and saw a strange guy holding his book. He immediately stretched out his hand and shouted vigorously: "Get my book."

Gao Han found it interesting, looked at the book in his hand, then the child opposite him, and asked, "Why are you practicing football here?"

The child's eyes flashed with a hint of panic, but he pretended to be calm and replied: "You don't have to worry about it."

Gao Han thought something and suddenly tentatively said, "Oh, it turns out that you have been peeking at them for training."

"I..." The child was in a panic on the spot.

"Tell me, who are you?" Gao Han knew it in his mind, "I'll return the book to you after I said it."

The child was so nervous that he was as if he had done something big wrong.

"Don't worry, you honestly, I won't make things difficult for you."

It seemed as if Gao Han's words gave the child the courage. He asked, "Do you keep your word?"

"Of course, let's talk."

"My dad is a steel worker at the construction site opposite, and I came here only during the summer vacation."

Gao Han understood that it turned out to be a left-behind child, who came to Beijing to find his parents during the summer vacation.

"Then why do you peek here and hide and practice football by yourself?"

The child looked at Gao Han nervously. In his eyes, secretly learning was a serious matter, because on the first day he came to Beijing, his parents told him that each child who played football here would have to pay more than 10,000 yuan, and it would be only for rich people to come in to study.

"It's okay, let's talk about it." Gao Han smiled and handed over the book in his hand.

It seemed that it was the act of returning the book, coupled with Gao Han's harmless and kind expression of humans and animals, which made the child relax his vigilance. After taking the book, he stared at Gao Han in a daze, and his big round eyes seemed to glow.

"I hope to be able to play football, pass their assessment, stay here to study."

Gao Han opened his eyes when he heard this, and when he thought about it, he felt it was quite uncomfortable.

After this child came to Beijing, he was afraid that every time he thought of leaving his parents after the summer vacation and returning to his hometown to study, he would feel sad.

"Do your parents know?" Gao Han asked with concern.

The child shook his head, "They are very busy and work overtime all day."

This is the truth. Because the construction period is very fast, the construction company is constantly working overtime. For this reason, Gao Han has already told him to ensure the safety of workers.

"Then what have you learned?" Gao Han asked suddenly with interest.

The child was a little timid, "I learned all the things they taught, but the so-called sense of ball is not good, but they didn't teach some basic things, such as ball bumps, and they didn't teach them, so I could only learn it myself."

Gao Han heard a thunderous sound and was amused.

Spanish youth training generally does not pay much attention to basic movements such as throwing the ball, because no matter how good the ball is, it is not practical at all on the court, and there is no point in practicing. The ball sense has to be strengthened over time and cannot be rushed.

When Gao Han told the child this, the child looked at the book in his hand depressedly and found that he had been wasting his efforts for a while and threw the deceiving ghost thing on the ground.

"Uncle, you're so reasonable. Are you a coach? Can you teach me how to play football?" The child's eyes were full of prayers.

Gao Han nodded, "Actually, the most basic things are the same, the ones you see. The difference is that if you want to be selected by them, you have to persist in training every day and not slacking off at all, but most children cannot do it."

"I can definitely do it." The child said firmly.

Obviously, as long as he can stay in Beijing and stay with his parents, he is willing to do anything.

"Well, the courage is commendable, but you still have to persevere." Gao Han smiled encouragingly.

In fact, he really doesn't think this child can improve much in just one summer vacation. After all, playing football is a skill, and it depends on accumulation and perseverance, and it is impossible to achieve it overnight.

And at this moment, he suddenly discovered something very interesting. It turned out that the child didn't even know him.

It seems that he is not a fan at all on weekdays, and he may not even have encountered football.

Just as Gao Han was thinking, the child seemed to suddenly remember something and jumped up.

"It's bad, it's bad. I missed the time. I have to go back and cook quickly. Goodbye uncle."

"goodbye."

When Gao Han was about to wave his hand, he suddenly felt that his eyes were lit.

It turned out that the child rushed past him like a sharp arrow, very fast.

Gao Han opened his mouth wide in surprise. While he could still see the figure, his eyes moved and his golden eyes locked the child.

Gao Ren, nine years old, potential: one hundred and ninety.

"What?" Gao Han was even more surprised.

The potential value actually reached 190, which is the potential of a top superstar, and his speed is so fast.

"This kid is OK." Gao Han immediately smiled.

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"Gao Ren, did you go to peek at someone playing football again today? You even forgot to come back to cook the meal."

As night fell, in front of the simple mobile room on the construction site, Gao Ren and his parents sat around a square table cut from a cement template, with two hot stir-fry dishes on it, and three bowls of steaming porridge.

The weather is hot, how can the Gao Dazhu couple who just came down from the construction site eat such hot food?

The child Gao Ren knew that he had made a mistake, so he stood aside and lowered his head, not daring to say anything.

"I have told you many times that don't peek at others playing football. That doesn't belong to us. Your current task is to concentrate on studying, get good grades, get into a good university in the future, and find a good job. Then it's worth the hard work of your mother and I."

Tall pillars who work diligently on the construction site and are honest and honest are still very majestic in front of their son.

On the contrary, the mother, when she heard her husband scolding her son, patted Gao Dazhu on the shoulder, "I said why are you so stupid? I don't think about how long it takes for my son to stay by our side for a while. It's rare that he is interested, so he lets him see it. Anyway, there is no need to spend money. Besides, hasn't he always been the best in the class in his daily academic performance?"

"That's not enough." Gao Dazhu sighed, "You don't know about the school in our countryside. Not to mention comparing with Beijing, it's not as good as the county town. Can we get into a good junior high school in our countryside? Can we get into a good university?"

My mother was speechless immediately.

The schools in their countryside and rural areas are indeed incomparable to those outside, which is a world of difference.

They also considered it and took Gao Ren to study in Beijing, but there was no way. They couldn't get in the public school and could not afford the high tuition fees for private schools, so they had no choice but to send Gao Han back to their hometown to study.

Fortunately, this child is also sensible and has always been among the best in his academic performance, which makes them feel very at ease.

"Dad, mom, you said, if I could pass their selection, would I be able to stay in Beijing and study in the prestigious school you mentioned?" Gao Ren asked suddenly.

Gao Dazhu and his wife looked at each other, but they didn't expect their son to have such thoughts.

"Don't think too much, son, I heard that they have high selection requirements. Have you ever played football before? Does the primary school in our village have football?"

Gao Ren's answers were all shook his head. He had only been in contact with football in recent days.

Even his football was still because he got the double hundred exam. His father promised to give him a gift and it took him a long time to buy it. But he has not even had a pair of shoes until now, so he can only practice barefoot.

"If you don't say anything else, think about it, even if you are really selected, can we afford the tuition fee of 10,000 yuan?"

My father's words were very heavy, but it made Gao Ren, who was precocious, shocked his heart.

Yes, even if he passes the selection, so what?

He still has no money to go in and study, right?

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore, eat, eat." My mother hurried out to smooth things over.

But at this moment, I saw people calling for the foreman in the distance, and then I saw the boss of the construction company walking towards them with a young man in suit and tie. The foreman who usually manages the construction team walks in front to lead the way, and it seems that he is also polite to the young man.

This person, Gao Dazhu and other workers, was the head of Party A and the top leader of the youth training center, and the prince of the famous real estate company in Beijing, General Xiang.

But this rich second-generation who was originally thought to be a visiting the construction site, this time, under the guidance of the foreman, came straight to the door of Gao Dazhu's family. Mr. Xiang didn't say a word, but just stared at Gao Dazhu's son Gao Ren with interest.

This made Gao Dazhu panic. His first reaction was that his son had secretly learned to play football with other people and was discovered, and they all came to the door to raise an army and questioned him.

"Mr. Xiang, this brat..."
Chapter completed!