Regarding the "Road to a Wealthy Family" system that suddenly appeared inexplicably in my mind, Wang Qi did not go into the details of why this situation occurred after he had experienced the initial surprise.

Because with his knowledge reserve, this is completely unexplainable.

When he knew the system's ability, he was completely shocked and almost raised his head and whistled, telling the whole world that he had an amazing system and a system that could change one's fate.

After calming down, he realized that this was a secret that could not tell others that belonged to him, otherwise he would be caught by Frankenstein and sliced ​​and studied.

So he forced his impulse to suppress his impulse, and even his close father did not tell him, and just wanted to give him a surprise in order to repay his efforts and sacrifices for himself over the years.

Becoming a professional player is the biggest surprise you can give to your father at the moment and the greatest reward you will give to him.

So today he wants to use his system's ability to go against the sky, must become a professional player, must conquer Fiorentina, and obtain a professional player contract.

An hour later, the destination arrived, Wang Qi walked down from the public car, and the heat waves came to his face, and greasy sweat slowly penetrated from under his skin.

This is the suburb of the city, with not many cars and pedestrians on the road. The first thing that caught his eye was a large building surrounded by walls.

Looking at the eye-catching Florence Club logo on the wall, Wang Qi knew that the place that decided his fate was here.

"call!……"

Wang Qi let out a deep breath of heat and walked towards the gate of the Florence training base with his sports bag on his back.

After a simple inspection by the guard, Wang Qi walked into the training base under the guidance of the guard.

On the left side of the gate is a five-story building. Several cars were parked under the shade of the trees in front of the building, and the rest is a green training ground.

The green field was divided into training grounds by barbed wire, and the training ground was empty. Now is the hottest time of the day, so of course no one trained.

Wang Qi turned his gaze to the building. A printed piece of paper was pasted on the wall of a room in the middle of the first floor, which read: Trial Player Lounge.

Wang Qi walked towards the rest, pushed open the door of the lounge, and walked in.

Obviously, the lounge and the outside are completely different worlds, because the air conditioning in the lounge is turned on.

The lounge was empty, and Wang Qi was not surprised because the trial test time was five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was only two o'clock now.

Wang Qi put down his sports bag and poured himself a glass of water on the water dispenser.

After replenishing moisture, Wang Qi pieced together the chairs in the room into a temporary "bed". He planned to take a simple break on the "bed" to keep himself in physical fitness during the trial training. Long-distance travel was very physically consuming.

...

At three o'clock, a group of teenagers wearing Florence training suits quietly walked to the door of the trial players' lounge.

"Amor, I bet on a bottle of Coke, there is absolutely no one in the lounge now!"

"Cecilio, there are definitely people! I've bet!"

There was a gambling game, and the teenagers became lively.

"Shhhhh...Damn it, have you forgotten who the examiner is today?"

"Camero?!"

"Yes! It's the 'ruthless man' Carmelo! The head coach of that youth team!"

As soon as they heard Carmelo's name, the teenagers instantly calmed down, and Carmelo's fierce look on the training ground immediately appeared in their minds.

Two teenagers couldn't help but tremble. They witnessed a youth team player who did not meet the training requirements and ran on the court for nearly an hour.

It is said that the player who was punished applied to the club to go to U19 the next day...

The teenagers gently pushed open the door, and a smile appeared on Cecilio's face: "Amor, you see, there is really no one..."

"No! Cecilio, don't you see that there is no one lying on the chair? Cecilio, you lost!"

Cecilio looked at Wang Qi lying on the chair with some regrets. He walked over to see the person who made him lose.

"Hey!...is an Asian..."

"Korean?"

"Japanese?"

The teenagers guessed that Wang Qi, who was lying on the chair, was awakened by them, looked at the teenager in front of him, and greeted them with a smile: "Hey, hello!"

The boys greeted Wang Qi politely.

Cecilia, who had lost the bet just now, seemed to want to win a game back and said to Amor: "How about we bet again, I bet he is Japanese!"

Amor looked at Wang Qi carefully, as if he wanted to tell which country he was from based on Wang Qi's appearance.

“Asians really look the same.”

Amore complained and nodded and said, "Okay! I bet he is Korean!"

Cecilio laughed in his heart: Korean? Idiot, which Korean dares to come to Italy for a trial trial?

The gambling game was settled like this, and the teenagers looked at Wang Qi. Wang Qi shrugged and said, "Sorry, you all guessed wrongly, I am Chinese."

"Chinese?"

There was no victory or defeat in the bet, and both of them guessed wrongly. After the teenagers were slightly surprised, they seemed to forget the existence of Wang Qi and discussed the news about this training there.

"I heard that there are two African strikers who are super fast!"

"I heard that there is another Japanese man who plays on the back midfielder very well..."

"It is said that there is a Milan youth team striker this time, and his name is... It seems to be Keshima, it is said that it is very powerful, and the shooting outside the penalty area is very impressive..."

"Amor, this is a bit over. If he was so powerful, he would stay in Milan. Why should he come to us?"

Wang Qi listened to the teenagers' rumor with interest, and these people were his competitors for trial training today.

After more than ten minutes of discussion, the teenagers' interest gradually disappeared. After all, there are at least two such large-scale trials every year.

It seemed that they realized that there was an outsider in the room.

"Hey, why don't you say you're Japanese or Korean?"

Amor, who won the bet, looked at Wang Qi and said, "This way your chances of success will increase."

Wang Qi said calmly: "I am a Chinese, there is no choice for this kind of thing, and I don't think there is anything wrong with being a Chinese..."

The young man has a relatively simple mind. Amore also thinks that lying is not good. Even if he succeeds in the trial training by lying, the club will not have a good impression of Wang Qi after knowing the truth, and will even tear up the contract directly.

If that were the case, Wang Qi would never be able to become a professional player in Italy.

Wang Qi didn't think so much. He just simply thought that he was clearly Chinese, so why did he insist on saying that he was Japanese or Korean?

Even though he was given up by the Italian clubs again and again, he never thought about it in this direction.

Amor said, "Well, you are Chinese, good luck!"

Wang Qi responded politely to him and said, "No matter what the final result is, I want to thank you!"

At this moment, the door opened during the rest, and the teenagers looked at the middle-aged man who opened the door, and their faces changed instantly.

"Amor, Cecilio, don't rest at noon, what are you doing here?"

Middle-aged people as strong as iron towers are born with murderous aura, and the teenagers turn into a group of trembling quails.

“We…we…”
Chapter completed!