Junior football dream

Chapter 2 Registration
The sun is shining down on the city, and today is another brilliant sunny day.But for Zhou Xing, everything seems not so wonderful.

Work seemed far away from him.Now, the economy is very depressed, and it is really difficult to find a job.No education, no skills, not even age.Although he looks very young at the age of 13, he is just a child after all.

"Sorry, I don't need child labor here."

"Oh, you're too young, I'm afraid you can't."

"Do you have the strength? All we need here are skilled workers, you can't." There were faces of rejection in front of him, which made Zhou Xing seem a little bit broken.

After running for more than ten days, I spent a lot of money, but the work is still far away.Sighing, Zhou Xing stepped towards his own bridge hole.

In order to save money, Zhou Xing did not dare to live in a hotel.Now even the cheapest hotel will cost him a meal, so his little money will soon be used up.For the thrifty him, all this is unforgivable.

"No, I want to save some time." Zhou Xing said silently to himself.On the bridge hole of the bridge, he marked the date with stones to record the days he spent here.

"One, two, three." For thirteen days, he still couldn't find a job, and it didn't seem so good.Even if he only ate black bread and drank tap water every day, he wouldn't be able to last for a few days.

"No, I must find a job. It won't work if I continue like this." Zhou Xing said to himself looking at the scratches on the stone wall of the bridge.

It was summer at this time, and there was no need for quilts or anything. In autumn or winter, if the weather became cold, I am afraid that I would not be able to stay in the bridge hole.

"No, I have to work harder. If I can't find a job, I will definitely not come back." Thinking of this, Zhou Xing left the bridge again.Before leaving, he didn't forget to take a bath in the river under the bridge and change into clothes that still looked good.But that's it, his clothes are only better than those of beggars.

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The streets are full of unemployed people, and it's really hard to find a job in such a situation.There are hungry children everywhere, all sallow and emaciated.They don't even need wages, as long as you feed him and take care of the food.

"You want someone, okay. I'll go and see how I am." One by one, people surrounded the foremen, showing their weak muscles, wanting to find a job.

"I don't want wages, just eat."

Countless unemployed people who don't have enough to eat make the price of labor here so low that they only need to take care of the food.Zhou Xing wants to find a job like this, but looking at the guys who are taller and stronger than him all around, I am afraid his chances are very slim.

He is 13 years old now. Although he has grown to 1.6 meters in height, he only weighs [-] catties and looks very thin.Coupled with his unremarkable appearance, he obviously can't attract the attention of others.

"I didn't find a job again. What should I do in the days to come?"

Zhou Xing sighed and sat down on a chair by the park, thinking about his future.

"Haha, come and chase me, you can't catch me."

In front of his eyes, several children who were about his age were chasing back and forth, and there was an old football under his feet, playing back and forth.

Looking at those carefree guys, Zhou Xing showed a hint of envy in his eyes.Thinking of the days when he was in the stadium, he felt very nostalgic.

"I heard that the Sao Paulo club is recruiting new players, why don't you sign up, Vika."

A boy with freckles said to a boy with blond hair.

"Should I go? I guess not. Their exams are very difficult. Besides, I heard that the registration fee is [-] reais, which is really too expensive." The blond boy replied.

"However, I heard that their conditions are also very favorable. As long as you go in to play football, not only will you provide board and lodging, but you will also be paid. If you pass the exam, you will be well-off."

Thinking of the favorable terms of the Sao Paulo club, the freckled boy was drooling with envy.

Hearing what the two boys said, Zhou Xing's heart moved, and he had a plan in his mind.

"I'll take a look too, maybe I can pass the exam?" In the "Gallu" club, he also learned some football skills.Then the player will teach him some football skills in his spare time, and Zhou Xing also studied it seriously for a period of time.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xing showed a look of expectation, stood up from his chair, and walked towards the Sao Paulo club.

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Despite the psychological test, the situation in front of him still surprised Zhou Xingxing.In front of his eyes, there are thousands of teenagers, wearing the uniforms and shoes he brought, fully armed, planning to come here for the exam.

As the most prestigious club in Brazil, Sao Paulo's reputation is beyond doubt.If you can play the main force here, become famous, and then go abroad to play football, the future will be bright.For this goal, countless people squeezed their heads and wanted to enter this club.Although the registration fee was high, it still attracted countless people.

"Wow, there are so many people." Looking at the crowded crowd in front of him, Zhou Xing exclaimed, he also brought all his belongings this time, and planned to fight.

"One hundred reals, it's nothing, the worst is to earn it again." Zhou Xing comforted himself in his heart when he handed over the money to the recorder in charge of the registration.

"No. 120." Without looking up, the clerk gave him a sign and a registration form, and told him to enter the gate of the club.Inside the gate, there are already more than 100 people waiting for the next test.

Looking at the crowded crowd, Zhou Xing was also very excited. What will be the next test?Dribble, shoot, or what?

"Hey, brother, you signed up to play football." Behind him, a boy with black skin and curly hair patted his shoulder and said.

"Well, are you too?" Looking at the kind smile of the man behind him, Zhou Xing also responded with a smile and responded.

"My name is Buddy, what about you?" Seeing Zhou Xing smiling, the boy chatted with him.Within a few 10 minutes of waiting for the test, the two had become familiar.

Zhou Xing knew that Buddy was the same as him this year. He was also 13 years old. He was from the Ruhr area. He was the eldest in his family and had five brothers and sisters.

"I must pass the exam this time. The money I signed up was saved by my family for a long time! If I don't pass the exam this time, then I really don't know how to go back." Buddy's face was serious. , Said to Zhou Xing.

"I must pass the exam too!" Zhou Xing said silently, and stopped talking.If he fails the exam, he can only continue to look for a job.Even if it's washing dishes and sweeping the floor, as long as you want to work, that's fine.

"You don't look like a Brazilian, but you look like a Chinese." Looking at Zhou Xing's yellow skin and black hair, Buddy joked with Zhou Xing.

"You don't look like a Brazilian, but an African." Zhou Xing joked with Buddy.Both were immigrants, not really Brazilians.In Brazil, there is also some racism.

"Nigger, go back, don't waste your registration fee." During registration, several white people said this to Buddy.But Buddy ignored it, he had learned to be patient.

"I'll give you a good look. Even if you're white, you can play football!" Thinking of the next registration, Buddy's heart warmed up.

Facing his new friend, Buddy smiled and said: "The next game is coming, I hope you can pass, so that we can be teammates."

Zhou Xing said: "Well, we will definitely succeed."

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At this time, all the people who signed up were finally finished.Next, they will have a test started by the Brazilian club Sao Paulo.There are 1000 people who signed up this time. Among these people, only ten people can be left. One can imagine how fierce the competition will be.

But even so, no one will retreat.For challenges, we can only face them bravely. "No matter what, I will not retreat." Zhou Xing silently recited the Chinese that Li Tiande taught him, and stepped firmly into the football field.

(End of this chapter)