When Molina pushed open the wooden door of Tongs Bar and entered, he was sensitive to the fact that there was something wrong with the atmosphere of the bar today. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The drinkers did not talk and laugh loudly as usual, nor did they push glasses and change glasses back and forth, but gathered together in twos and threes, talking in a low voice, and from time to time secretly drifting their eyes to the bar and pointing.

But soon, Molina knew what was going on. His eyes followed the attention of the big guy to the bar, and at the back of the cabinet, Fan Bizhuang was still sitting there, lying there, to be exact, prostrate on the table, with a few staggered wine bottles on it.

"This ...... It's ......"

Molina was stunned for a moment, then walked quickly to the bar, and whispered a few words of Fan Bizhuang's name, but received no response.

"Why did you drink so much wine, what's going on?"

Molina looked at the middle-aged fat man next to him, Fidel's face was worried, but he didn't know what was happening, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

"I don't know, Fan didn't say anything when he came back, then took a few bottles of wine, and then ...... That's what you see now. ”

Molina nodded, thought for a moment, and said to Fidel: "It's not a way to lie down like this, it's easy to get cold, let's get him back to the room first." ”

Fidel nodded in agreement, and the two of them entered the bar, ready to lift Fan Bizhuang up and send him to the attic on the second floor.

The surrounding drinkers were still discussing, "Fan can't be out of love, right?" "Love is a bastard, whoever wants it is in his hands!" "Poor Fan, I don't know which girl was so ruthless that she abandoned him!" The sound of this is endless.

But this voice soon stopped abruptly, and as Molina hugged Fan Bizhuang's body behind him, his eyes suddenly opened, and he glanced at Molina and then swept his gaze to the bar lobby.

The drinkers touched their noses awkwardly and smiled, then kept silent.

"Alright, Molina, I'm fine."

The discussion stopped sounding, Fan Bizhuang nodded to Molina with the smell of wine, and nodded to Fidel in the same way, "Thanks, Fidel, my head is a little dizzy, can you help me get some pills in the room?" By the way, pour a glass of water. ”

"Oh, okay, no problem." Fidel glanced at Fan Bizhuang hesitantly, with worry on his face, but still nodded, "Molina, please take care of Fan first, I'll come when I go." ”

Watching Fidel climb the ladder on the second floor, Molina was a little puzzled, not knowing why Fan Bizhuang suddenly pushed Fidel away, he didn't think much about it, and asked: "Is it really okay, Fan, or else, let's go to the attic and lie down for a while, and wake up after a good sleep." ”

"Mr. Molina, are you still interested in me?"

Fan Bizhuang did not respond to Molina's suggestion, but spoke abruptly.

"Then I'll help you up first...... Ah, what do you say? ”

Molina subconsciously replied, but only halfway through the sentence, but suddenly reacted, his voice unconsciously raised by two decibels, and his face was even more surprised with disbelief.

"Fan, you...... You mean? ”

Fan Bizhuang nodded affirmatively: "I am willing to accept your invitation to go to the Basque Country to try." ”

"But haven't you always wanted to stay in La Masia, how could you ......?"

"It doesn't matter why, I'm willing to leave with you anyway." Fan Bizhuang's tone was calm and indifferent, although he was full of strong and pungent alcohol, it was easy to mistake him for drunk, but his eyes made Molina feel that he was not drunk, "I only have one request, I want to play more games, top league games." ”

Molina had a feeling of joy falling from the sky, he had been waiting in Barcelona for so long, for what, not just hoping to wait for the day when Fan Bizhuang "changed his mind", but when this day came, he was about to faint by this sudden happiness.

"When...... Of course, Mr. Esnar takes a fancy to you, he appreciates your ability and potential, and he is always willing to give the youngsters more opportunities, Van and you will get into the first team and you will get into the first team and you will get into the first team and you will learn new things and improve more, you ...... You're going to be a real star to catch the world's attention, you will! ”

"Spotlight the world?"

Fan Bizhuang muttered this sentence, thinking that he was finally "persuaded to retreat" by the reserves, and only felt that his mouth was full of bitterness.

"I have one more request, Mr. Molina, that I want to bring the Spring Festival."

"No problem, as long as you are willing to go to the Basque Country, everything is not a problem, leave everything to me, and I will take care of everything."

Molina patted her chest and reassured, her face full of joy.

He could see that something was wrong with Fan Bizhuang's mood today, but so what? Although Fan Bizhuang is not very old, he is very mature, and since he said it, it must be the result of careful consideration. In other words, it is a foregone conclusion that Fan Bizhuang will follow him away!

"Fan, your medicine, and water."

Molina wanted to say something, but Fidel returned with a glass of water and pills. Seeing the look that Fan Bizhuang gave him, although he didn't know why Fan Bizhuang wanted to hide it from Fidel, he still nodded and kept silent.

"Thank you, Fidel."

Fan Bizhuang took the glass of water and the pills and thanked Fidel.

Fidel was obviously very uncomfortable with Fan Bizhuang, who had always been indifferent, and thanked him more than once today, he smiled, scratched his head, and said: "You thank me, it really makes me a little unaccustomed, but it's nothing, you're fine." Don't drink so much next time. ”

Only Fan Bizhuang understood that his thank you did not mean that Fidel helped him get pills and water, but he didn't explain, just smiled: "Okay, I won't drink anymore." ”

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The next day, La Masia.

Enrique and Villanova stood on the sidelines, watching the disciples train step by step, standing quietly, without saying a word, and the atmosphere was very silent.

"Fan didn't come today."

After a long time, Enrique broke the silence and looked at his assistant with an inquiring gaze, "What did you tell him?" ”

"Like you said, the young eagle will one day leave the eagle's arms and look for the sky to soar."

Instead of answering his question, Vilanova sighed inexplicably, "Maybe he'll never come back." ”

Enrique understood what his friend meant, and did not speak again, and the atmosphere between the two became silent again.

"Where will he go?"

It wasn't until near the end of training that Enrique spoke up again.

Vilanova shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it's the Basque Country, or somewhere else, I'm sure he'll make a better choice for him." ”

"Perhaps."

Enrique sighed, "Actually, you should ask, maybe Fan needs our help." I have a few friends, friends from other clubs, and maybe we can find a better place for him to develop. ”

"Arsenal, for example?"

Villanova's self-deprecating response.

The reason why I talk about Arsenal is because Arsenal scouts came here not long ago, and they made it clear that they wanted to get Van Bizhuang, but the response was not hesitant to refuse. At that time, Vilanova insisted on keeping Van Bizhuang in Barcelona, and Van Bizhuang agreed to this.

In fact, Vilanova does not have much affection for Arsenal, although the opponent is a traditional giant in the Premier League, but the financial situation of this team is not very good, they do not have the extra money to buy excellent players, they can only go all over the world to find talented and potential young people, and use various ways and "temptations" to take them away.

This is Chi Guoguo's digging behavior, Barcelona has been poached by the other side more than once, and Cesc Fabregas, who was once the best young midfielder in La Masia's training camp, couldn't resist the "temptation" and was brought to England.

It's just that now that I think about it, Vilanova regrets rejecting the other party. Because Arsenal is also a team that advocates attack and has a very delicate tactical play, their passing and receiving coordination is very similar to Barcelona, and manager Arsene Wenger is also good at cultivating new talents, I have to say that Arsenal is a team that is very suitable for the development of Van Bizhuang.

"If you miss it, you will miss it, after all, who would not have thought that Coach Frank would plan to do this before, and he would not give Fan a chance at all." Enrique shook his head and said with relief, "I'd rather Fan stay in Spain, where he is more familiar with the environment." Don't worry, man, if there's really no way, I'll give Fan some help. ”

Villanova nodded.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit, led by the staff, walked over.

"Hello, Coach Luis, hello, Coach Tito. I'm Reuben. Cosmoliras, from Villarreal, is an assistant to Mr. Manuel. ”

Ruben quickly introduced himself, and after shaking hands with the two coaches, he directly explained his intentions: "I consulted Mr. Otto, and he told me that the answers I need can be found here, excuse me, isn't Fan here today?" Sorry, I watched from the sidelines for a while and couldn't find him. ”

Mr. Otto is the head of Barça's sporting department, Begiristan, who is in charge of the club's player transfers, but he rarely intervenes in the affairs of the reserve team, because most of them are football apprentices here, and the apprenticeship contracts signed will not be of much value, so he does not look down on this place.

Enrique and Vilanova glanced at each other, and both understood the other party's intention, which was for Fan Bizhuang.

It's just that......

Vilanova shook his head and didn't speak, as did Enrique.

This gave Ruben a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, he heard Enrique's answer next.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Reuben, Fan may have had his choice. Of course, this is not absolute, if you want, I have his address, you can go and try to get in touch with him. ”

Ruben was a little disappointed, but still had the last glimmer of hope, asked for the address of the Tongs bar, thanked him, and quickly left the training ground.

"Villarreal, it's a bit small, but ...... Not bad, either. ”

Looking at the figure of the other party leaving in a hurry, Enrique shook his head and whispered softly.

"Small also has small benefits, I just don't know, Fan, if the decision has really been made."

Vilanova replied and stopped talking.