"What? You were demoted to the apprentice A team?"

"Why are you talking so loudly to my grandson! What if he is in a bad mood later and doesn't cook for us?"

"He has started not cooking for us on time!"

Chang Ming explained in a low voice: "Grandpas, I stayed alone in the tactical training room for a long time, and it was over before I knew it. I will not delay cooking for you in the future..."

"It doesn't matter, I think they are too bullying!"

Castro is so angry!

"A young man who has just joined the team, even if he lacks skills, will not be relegated in three days, right? Barcelona's tradition has always been like this!"

"Wait, wait, please speak up, why is Barcelona's tradition always like this?" Lucas stopped him.

Castro snorted: "Then you say, La Masia has always claimed to care about young players, but now it seems that is not the case at all!"

Lucas was unable to refute for a moment.

Agree with Castro, it is absolutely impossible.

If you oppose Castro, it means that Chang Ming is too weak and should be demoted.

This damn Real Madrid fan...

The two old men quarreled again, and Chang Ming hurriedly explained.

"I watched the video of my game, and to be honest, I really couldn't keep up with my teammates' game rhythm.

“I watched the video five or six times in a row and was filled with emotion for a long time.

“My teammates’ movements, passes and responses all seem to come from the bottom of their bones, as natural as muscle reactions.

"I think this is the foundation of European youth training, coupled with the perfect combination of La Masia's football philosophy.

"I have accepted the concept of Chinese youth training since I was a child. Although it is pretty good among young players, it is far from the average level in Europe.

“If it weren’t for my set-piece and long-range shooting skills, I might not be as good as the players in the Barcelona youth team.

"On the training ground, I am the same as me.

"So, my downgrade this time...is also reasonable."

Chang Ming's words sounded very peaceful, but Lucas and Castro felt a little distressed.

It feels like a talented student from the countryside suddenly moves to the city and finds that he is at the bottom of a top school.

The psychological gap can be imagined.

Especially when Barcelona was unanimously optimistic a few days ago, but three days later it was downgraded.

Although Chang Ming's face didn't show much sadness or disappointment, could Lucas and Castro not understand?

Lucas poked Castro and muttered in a low voice: "Aren't you usually very talkative? Find a reason to praise my grandson, hurry up!"

Castro stroked his beard and coughed slightly.

"Ming, I listened carefully to what you just said, and I didn't miss every word.

"Well, how should I put it? Your statement just now was very accurate.

"I have to praise you - your Spanish has improved a lot in the few days since you arrived in Spain!"

Lucas snorted angrily: "Who asked you to praise my grandson's language skills?!"

Castro: "Then what do you want me to say?"

The angry quarrel started again...

Looking at the two old men with red faces, Chang Ming suddenly felt very warm.

Being in a foreign country, even if you don't have the pressure of not knowing the language, you still need to slowly adapt to the new life.

Coupled with the fact that I had just been demoted, I was really in a bad mood.

But the two old men in front of them who had just met were arguing endlessly because they were wondering how to comfort themselves.

Chang Ming was very moved by this.

"Grandpa Lucas, Grandpa Castro, thank you for comforting me. But please don't worry, I will not sink because of this."

Castro nodded happily: "It's good that you think so. I was worried that you would never recover."

Lucas patted Chang Ming proudly: "The young people from La Masia are very resilient. Grandson, what are your next plans?"

Chang Ming frowned slightly.

"I know where my problems are and what gaps I should make up for.

“But I’m very confused now, where should I start to improve?

"Before coming to Barcelona, ​​I carefully studied the European football system and La Masia's youth training philosophy, but it was completely different on the field.

“Watching people swim is a completely different feeling than swimming in the water yourself.

“In the past two days of training, my teammates’ passing and controlling ideas have been completely integrated into their blood, and they are conditioned reflexes to move and play the ball.

"I have to work hard to improve this kind of muscle-reaction control.

"I just can't find my direction for the time being..."

Lucas and Castro looked at each other and reached a consensus in each other's eyes.

Hit it off immediately!

"Grandson, don't be in a hurry and go upstairs to rest. Play some games with me."

"Yes, Ming, the two of us have been fighting for decades, and finally someone can accompany us."

"Don't say you can't."

When Chang Ming was in China, he was often dragged by Long Yu to play live games in the dormitory, so he was naturally very familiar with it.

"I've played it before, and I've been a little bit familiar with it. I also played the European version on the console, so it should be the same as this version."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's get started!"

"You guys watch us play first. The three of us will play home and away games in a small round robin."

Good guy, you can play a game so rigorously.

"We use Barcelona and Real Madrid, which team do you choose?"

"My choice is Manchester United."

"Okay, he is a formidable opponent."

Lucas and Castro fight.

Showdown between Barcelona and Real Madrid.

To be fair, the two old men fought very well.

Passing, controlling the ball, shooting, and even direct free kicks are all considered masters among amateur players.

That guy Long Yu loves football games very much. He has two friends who play professional games, so Chang Ming knows it very well.

However, within the domestic e-sports industry, the audience for the football category is also very small, and there are even fewer professional players.

After all, football is in an overall downturn in China, and related industries are in a slump.

Barcelona had a fierce battle at home and finally defeated Real Madrid 3-1.

Teenager Messi scored a hat trick, and Xavi assisted the hat trick.

For Real Madrid, Raul took some shots in front of the goal to save some face.

When the final whistle sounded, Lucas raised his fists and shouted excitedly.

"Our great Barcelona wins another El Clasico! Long live Barcelona!"

Castro was unconvinced: "Tsk, I just wasn't paying attention. I beat you three times in a row during the day. Why didn't you say anything?"

"I wasn't paying attention!"

"I didn't pay attention just now!"

"Then you play a game with my grandson! If you lose, it proves that you are not even as good as a grandson!"

"Bah! I will definitely win!"

"If you win, it means you are similar to my grandson."

"I hear this is not a nice thing to say!"

Lucas ignored him and told Chang Ming: "Play well, we must play with the momentum of our Barcelona, ​​and let them lose two games in a row."
Chapter completed!