Pack up your bags and go away.
Taking one last look at the scenery belonging to Barcelona, Yi Zhe's face still flashed with tangled emotions. This is the city he has lived in for six years, integrated into the football here, integrated into everything here, and he is leaving at this time, just like the golden boy Torres left Madrid, Kaká left Sao Paulo and went to Milan, and Henry said goodbye to North London... …
Yi Zhe didn't have such a reputation yet. His departure was without applause or nostalgia in the spotlight. To this city, it was just a departure of a genius who couldn't survive. Only the landlady Maria held his hand to say goodbye.
"Yi, remember this place, you will come back one day!"
This was the last warmth that Yi Zhe felt in this city. He really couldn't bear to deceive this aunt who had taken care of him for six years and was very talkative. But at this moment, he didn't feel much reluctance and his heart was far away.
Sitting alone on the flight to Germany, Yi Zhe closed his eyes, feeling the roar of the plane and leaving the city of Barcelona behind.
This was the first time that Yi Zhe went to a strange country alone. It was impossible not to feel lost, and everything felt terrible. The words "loser" kept hitting him hard.
Not only am I confused about my future, but God seems to be foretelling something now.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this flight has encountered strong turbulence. Please sit in your seats and do not panic."
The sky outside the cabin was covered with dark clouds, and lightning flashed across the sky. There was some inevitable restlessness in the cabin. After all, in European countries, aviation safety accidents are not some distant fairy tale.
The passengers next to him kept praying Amen, but Yi Zhe was completely unmoved and had a long dream with his eyes closed.
He dreamed that he was standing at Camp Nou, winning the Champions League trophy as captain, and thousands of fans chanting his name.
"Easy-easy-easy-"
"boom!"
A muffled thunder exploded in his head, followed by a gentle female voice.
"The Sky Eye system has been installed, please confirm the activation of the host!"
Not only did Yi Zhe's body twitch, his eyes suddenly opened, looking confused.
What just happened? Am I possessed by the legendary omnipotent system?
Then he felt the scene in his mind cut into a game-like interface, and a golden light panel popped up. The text on it shocked Yi Zhe.
"Congratulations to the host for successfully launching the Sky Eye Football System. This system comes from the earth's black technology thousands of years later. It will help the host become the most powerful professional player on the planet. Now start reading the host's personal information."
Yi Zhe was confused the whole time, but the system had already displayed his personal information.
[Host name: Yi Zhe]
[Date of birth: June 10, 1996]
【Age: 18】
[Height: 180CM]
[Weight: 80KG]
[Predominant foot: right foot]
[Position: Midfielder]
【Dribbling: 70】
[Short biography: 75]
[Long biography: 65]
[Shoots: 70]
[Tackles: 45]
[Physical confrontation (defense): 52]
[Free kick accuracy: 82]
[Forward penetration awareness: 85]
[Prediction: 90]
[Comprehensive ability assessment: good]
[Preliminary evaluation results: The host is worthy of being an outstanding talent in the La Masia youth academy. According to the evaluation results of European professional football standards, the host has the ability to play in the top European leagues. 】
Aha? !
"Hahahahaha!"
Yi Zhe burst out laughing wildly, and the haze in his heart was swept away.
"God, I was so wrong about you. You are still fair!"
Yi Zhe almost burst into tears. He didn't expect that an unlucky guy like himself who was kicked away could have the fate of the hero of the novel and receive the blessing of the omnipotent system.
What is the turning of heaven and earth? Yi Zhe even has the courage of the day at this moment. A loser can dominate the football world if he gets the system from heaven. He is a real genius! A player who has been rated A+ by La Masia for four consecutive years... Oooh, God really has mercy on me!
Yi Zhe instantly covered his face and burst into tears again, but before he could completely release his emotions, the stewardess's voice sounded next to him.
"Hello sir, please control your emotions. Do you need help?"
Yi Zhe came back to his senses instantly and looked at the flight attendant in front of him with a naive expression.
"Well……"
He was so embarrassed that he even saw the passenger next to him with a look of disgust on his face, and started to protest from a distance: "I protest! I have paid enough! Can mentally ill patients also get on the plane?"
Yi Zhe really couldn't explain it, but when anyone sees his behavior, it's like the national quintessence of his hometown changing his face. It's no wonder they think so.
Yi Zhe simply smiled and continued to sleep with his eyes closed. He was not used to talking much. Although he had been a city-level top student since elementary school, and his family background allowed him to be proficient in Tang poetry and Song lyrics, he had developed the qualifications of a professional player - —Let actions speak for themselves. The flight attendant and the passengers next to him saw that he had calmed down and ignored him. Although there were many strange looks, they could not affect him at all.
Except for the lightning and thunder in the sky outside the window, the journey was quite peaceful.
A few hours later, Yi Zhe set foot on German soil for the first time. As soon as he stepped off the cabin, the gentle voice in his mind sounded again.
"Dear, congratulations on opening a new career map. This system will witness your entire career. The system administrator Tianyanjun will serve you wholeheartedly!"
Yi Zhe immediately felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. He turned on his phone and saw two missed calls from China. He looked at the time and dialed back.
"Xiao Zhe, are you here?" A middle-aged man's calm voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Dad, you don't want to sleep, what are you doing?" Yi Zhe spoke to his father in his native dialect.
"You have been kicked out of Barcelona. It would be a shame if I could still sleep. But fortunately, I have grown up after all, and it seems that I haven't been affected by it."
Yi Zhe didn't speak, but his expression was quite exciting. He thought about the system... Dad, your son is already an unconventional human being!
Dad's voice continued to ring on the other end of the phone: "Okay, if there's nothing to do, just take your time. Wolfsburg is not bad either. Don't lose your reputation as a La Masia genius, and don't forget that you once boasted You are so awesome—no one in the world doesn’t recognize you.”
"Got it, Editor-in-Chief Yi. Are you raising expectations on behalf of the fans? Just wait and see."
Yi Zhe hung up the phone in a hurry. He had just arrived at Hannover, the capital of Lower Saxony, Germany. He had not yet reached his destination, Wolfsburg, and he had to continue on his way. And he didn't want to talk too much to his father - making overseas phone calls, is there a mine at home?
The most important thing is that if a genius like himself can't be kicked out despite being blessed by the system... then he's still a fool!
