"Roman!"

When Riquelme walked to the parking lot, he heard someone behind him calling him, turned around, and saw Fan Bizhuang chasing after him, two soccer balls tied to his thighs, one by one, that look, it looked a little funny. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Riquelme grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "The two soccer balls on your feet are quite interesting to watch." ”

"Heh, the training method that the coach taught me in the past is very useful for developing a sense of ball." Fan Bizhuang ran closer, touched his head awkwardly, and smiled.

In fact, Fan Bizhuang doesn't know much about Riquelme, he just knows that the other party is the team's first star and is the absolute core figure. The two of them didn't have much contact, but the few words Riquelme occasionally said to him were very helpful to him, which made Fan Bizhuang very grateful. Of course, his heart is also a little restrained, because every time he sees him, he has a feeling of facing Pellegrini, the Argentine is usually a little silent and does not talk much, but the wisdom in his eyes is very similar to that of the old blond man.

"That's a good idea." The clever Riquelme thought about it, he groaned slightly, then nodded appreciatively, and then looked at the young man with beads of sweat on his face because of the sprint, and said loudly, "Is there something wrong, Fan?" ”

"It's nothing, I just wanted to say thank you."

"Yes." Riquelme's expression was calm, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his face looked ordinary, but because of such a smile, it made him look more amiable, and he waved his hand, "Just wanted to make a joke with Cach, don't thank me." ”

"And what happened last time, thank you for the reminder." Fan Bizhuang nodded, and said, "I wanted to thank you last time, but you walked too fast, and you usually ...... Uh...... "Fan Bizhuang can't find the right wording, he can't say it, because you usually have a cold style, it's not easy to approach, right?"

If that's the case, is it still a thank-you deal? I don't know if people think he's here to provoke!

"No, I know what you're trying to say." Riquelme said unconcernedly, "There are thousands of people who play football, what you can learn, what you can understand, it's all up to you, if you're not smart enough, then even if I remind you, you still won't understand." So, it's all your own credit. ”

"Even so, I want to say thank you." Fan Bizhuang said solemnly.

"Okay, then I'll take it. If you really want to express your gratitude, then when you are free, you can bring the Spring Festival to my house as a guest, to be honest, I really like this smart and human big dog, but he seems to dislike me, every time he teases him on the sidelines, he will ...... at my feet"

Speaking of this, Riquelme paused, and Fan Bizhuang grinned, he understood what the other party was expressing, but this was also a way to express friendship during the Spring Festival, and it was too lazy to pee at the feet of unfamiliar people.

Of course, he didn't say this, how can he say this, ha, Roman, the Spring Festival likes you very much, that's why he pees next to you and splashes on your shoes...... I can't even put it into words.

"What, is there anything else?"

Seeing Fan Bizhuang standing in place, Riquelme asked again.

Fan Bizhuang scratched his hair: "I just want to ask, how do you know that my name is actually on the list?" ”

"Guess." Riquelme responded directly with a smile, "When Coach Ruben read the announcement of the list, I noticed that there were indeed only seventeen names. So why did he only pronounce seventeen names? Why not announce it all? Quite simply, because he most likely wanted to amuse the rest of the people. In the entire first team, only you are new to the team, and combined with the fact that you have been playing practice matches for the past few days, I have reason to guess that Coach Ruben and Mr. Manuel want you to integrate into the team as soon as possible and practice with the game, in which case they will most likely arrange for you to play in the next league......"

Riquelme spread his hands and looked like "I'm Sherlock Holmes": "So, with so many clues put together, the answer is obvious, they want to arrange for you to appear, and deliberately hide a certain name, this is what they want to surprise you, of course, it may also be a prank that they want to see you play from disappointment to joy...... I'm 80% sure that the rest of the name that I haven't pronounced is you! ”

"It's amazing." Fan Bizhuang's mouth opened wide, and he felt that his eyes seemed to have admiration in them, "Roman, I think, if you don't play football, you can even open a private detective agency, your reasoning ability is too powerful." ”

"Ha, I like to read, and my favorite is the Sherlock Holmes detective book." Roman nodded seriously, and then saw Fan Bizhuang's admiration and shock, and finally couldn't bear it, and opened his mouth to laugh, which made Fan Bizhuang a little inexplicable, I don't know what the other party was laughing at.

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you." Riquelme bent over and continued to laugh, "You think I'm so good, even if I presume that I should have your name on it, I wouldn't bet on Cach about dancing in a maid's costume." I won't do things that I'm not sure about, in fact...... I knew you were on the list, and when Coach Ruben and Mr. Manuel were talking on the sidelines, I saw it, and by the way, I would lip it out......"

“……”

Well, Fan Bizhuang has to admit that he is a little blindfolded, it turns out that Villarreal really does not have a "good person", even Riquelme, who looks so steady and silent, is full of "bad water".

Poor Nihat was just thrown into the pit.

"Alright, I've got to go, it's a pleasure to chat with you, Fan, see you tomorrow."

Looking at Riquelme, who waved goodbye and gradually walked away, Fan Bizhuang shook his head and turned to leave.

………………………………………………………………………………………………………

The next day, Fan Bizhuang passed by Juan's courtyard again, and the little old man was still in the courtyard, leisurely fiddling with his flowers and plants, looking extremely peaceful and focused.

Sensing the figure running by, the little old man raised his head, put down the kettle in his hand, and walked to the courtyard gate.

The Spring Festival had already appeared there, first soaking in a soak of urine where it had been marked, then turning around, turning his back to Juan, digging holes, despise, and then swaggering and running away.

This has become a norm, and the Spring Festival seems to be on the same page as this eccentric old man, and it is uncomfortable not to provoke him every day.

Fan Bizhuang smiled apologetically at the little old man, and sure enough, Juan didn't look at him as always, just opened the courtyard door, squatted down, refilled the small pit dug out of the Spring Festival, stepped on it with his foot, and the pit returned to a smooth state.

"Running with two soccer balls strapped to it, does it really work?"

When Fan Bizhuang was about to leave, to his surprise, the little old man Juan suddenly spoke. If it weren't for the two of them, he would never have thought that this little old man who had never looked at him was talking to him.

Fan Bizhuang was stunned for a moment, and then searched his stomach for a while, only to confirm that this neighbor was talking to him for the first time.

"It's okay, it's mostly getting used to it."

Fan Bizhuang responded, and then the atmosphere fell silent again, Juan picked up the kettle again, and began to water his sweethearts and babies again, Fan Bizhuang thought that the other party would not speak again, shook his head, and turned to leave.

"The team has a game today, right?"

Juan's voice rang out again abruptly.

“……”

A few black lines are about to appear on Fan Bizhuang's brain, this old guy always speaks out when people are inadvertent, is it so weird and scary?

"Yes, the league with Getafe." Thinking so, Fan Bizhuang still replied lightly.

"You're going to play too?" Juan finally turned his face around, his eyes full of doubts and sarcasm, "If I'm not mistaken, you should have just joined the team, and you can play so soon?" Are you so good? ”

There wasn't much wrong with the words, but it sounded weird, as if the other party looked down on him. Well, Fan Bizhuang has to admit that he is indeed a rookie, and it is reasonable that others are not optimistic.

"If you are in the eighteen-man squad, I don't know if you can play."

Juan nodded and didn't speak again.

Fan Bizhuang also lost the interest in talking, and it was really nice to communicate with such an old man with a strange temper, he waved his hand, turned around and ran away.

When Fan Bizhuang's figure faded into the horizon, Juan put down the kettle in his hand, turned and walked back to the room, he found a yellow jersey, looked at it, and then put it on himself.

He decided that in the evening, he must turn on the TV to see how this new little guy will behave - well, to be exact, he wants to see if this rookie can have a chance to play......