"Crunch~"

When Fan Bizhuang pushed open the wooden door of the Tongs Bar, he immediately became the focus of the lobby, and his face was not only black and yellow, but also had a lot of dust and grass clippings left on his face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And on his pants, there are ground holes, dirty all over his body, and the image of a wanderer alive.

If it weren't for the fact that the drinkers were too familiar with Fan Bizhuang, they might have coaxed this "beggar" out of the bar door a long time ago. Rao is like this, the big guy is also weird, and some people laugh and ridicule.

"Fan, did you just come back from a fleeing?"

"I think I'm going to be robbed...... But then again, a robber who can't even clean up Fan, what a powerful character this is! ”

"Fan, aren't you going to La Masia to train? Aren't you going to play football, you're going to disaster relief? Ha! ”

The bald Nado walked to Fan Bizhuang with a wine glass and a thief smile, looked at it carefully, and then patted his chest and said: "Man, did you really meet some little thief who doesn't have long eyes, I don't have to say, who is with whom in our friendship, you say something, tomorrow I will take the city full of people to find it!" ”

That being said, anyone who understands Nado's temperament knows that this bald head is not a good bird, and he has suffered so many losses in the hands of Fan Bizhuang, and it is too late to read jokes at this time, where will he be kind enough to help the other party avenge his hatred? It is estimated that it is true to find someone, and whether to help "take revenge" or bring it to Fan Bizhuang to show off his power after finding it, it will be a matter of opinion.

"Get out."

Fan Bizhuang coldly spat out a word from his mouth, didn't look at Nado, and looked around at the drinkers.

"If you don't want to get out, shut up."

Dropping such a sentence, Fan Bizhuang walked straight to the bar.

Nado, who was bored with himself, smiled awkwardly, and returned to his seat with his wine glass, and the surrounding drinkers also stopped talking, but a group of people did not dare to discuss loudly anymore, and turned into low discussion and snickering.

Fan Bizhuang didn't bother to take care of this group of boring guys with a burning fire of gossip, so he poured himself a glass of water, and drank it all down, which made him feel a lot more comfortable.

"Fan, you...... What the hell are you doing here? Could it be that you really went to disaster relief? ”

At this time, Fidel, who was wearing an apron, came over, and he pretended to be surprised and screamed, but the fat on his face shook and shook, and he must have held back his laughter really hard.

Fan Bizhuang glared at him angrily, then kicked twice, and the football tied to his right foot immediately rolled twice.

"Well, it's all this guy's fault."

At first, Fan Bizhuang was unimpressed by Bilanova having a soccer ball strapped to his feet, but it didn't take long for him to wonder if Bilanova was deliberately playing tricks on him.

The reason is simple, it is really not very convenient to walk with this football. It's okay to walk slowly, the football is just bumpy and bumpy, except for hitting the leg from time to time, it doesn't feel too much, as long as you are careful, it won't have much impact.

But if you go fast, or if you run, it's really terrible, the frequency of the soccer ball becomes faster, and the swing of the thigh is not at the same frequency as the soccer ball, and it is easy to entangle the foot with the soccer ball, and then ...... It's a fall.

At first, Fan Bizhuang carefully controlled the speed of walking, and tried his best to put the swing of his feet and the jolting of the football at the same frequency, that is, when the feet moved, the ball moved, and when the feet fell, the ball also fell. It is easy to make such an action at a very slow speed, but people have inertial thinking, Fan Bizhuang unconsciously returned to the normal walking speed, then the football is very unkind, he raised his leg, the football bounced, and before the foot fell, the football bounced on the leg and flew out again...... After a few rounds, the result was obvious, and it was only another fall.

You would have tripped over normal walking, let alone running. Anyway, Fan Bizhuang is determined to go too fast now, Rao is so, he doesn't know how many times he has rolled on the ground on the journey from La Masia back to Tongs Bar.

That's why he appeared in the bar in such an embarrassed way.

At this moment, when it comes to the "culprit" who is still tied to his legs, Fan Bizhuang's tone is both resentful and helpless.

Fidel was a little baffled, he squatted down, looked carefully, and reached out to touch it suspiciously, with a blank face: "Isn't this a football?" What's wrong with you? ”

“……”

Fan Bizhuang didn't bother to explain, he was indeed a little tired today, he was ravaged by Vilanova on the training ground all day, and the way home was almost all the way back, how could he still have the heart to grind with Fidel. Now, he just wants to find a place to sleep well.

After saying hello, Fan Bizhuang didn't go to the attic on the second floor, and snorted on the bar.

"That's really ......," Fidel shook his head helplessly, muttering, "I'm really not Tongs' full-time bartender?" You have to remember to ask Mr. Plata to pay me a salary. ”

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On the training ground the next day, Fan Bizhuang's appearance also caused a lot of commotion on the training ground.

The young players looked at Fan Bizhuang, who was dirty all over his body, with puzzled and curious eyes, and when Fan Bizhuang fell to the ground after walking a few steps, he also laughed in surprise.

How can the current Fan Bizhuang still have the appearance of the cold-faced madman on weekdays, although he is still expressionless, but the little players can see Fan Bizhuang's embarrassment at this time, as well as the helplessness between his eyebrows.

Lauren was also surprised, and ran to Fan Bizhuang's side for the first time and asked with concern.

"Fan, what are you doing here? How did you get to where you are now, is it possible that this is the most popular cosplay on the Internet, and you are learning to imitate it? ”

"You think so, that's it, it's good if you're happy."

Fan Bizhuang just got up from the ground, and he didn't pat the dust and grass clippings on his body, so he dropped a sentence, and then carefully controlled his travel speed while walking forward.

Then, with a "bang~", Fan Bizhuang was another dog eating and fell to the ground.

There was another burst of laughter on the training ground, and Lauren patted his head speechlessly, with respect in his heart: "Fan is really amazing, this is a role-playing career with his life!" ”

If Fan Bizhuang knew what Lauren was thinking at the moment, it was estimated that he would have the urge to turn around and strangle him immediately.

When Fan Bizhuang fell down in three steps and almost walked in front of Enrique in a "rolling" way, he was greeted by the head coach's tense face, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Just laugh if you want, I don't have any opinion."

Fan Bizhuang glanced at Villanova behind Enrique faintly, if his vision could kill people, it is estimated that Villanova would have been cut by a thousand knives at this moment.

"Am I laughing? Apparently not, how could I laugh at a young man who worked so hard for his dreams? Enrique responded as if asking himself, but the corners of his mouth were still twitching, and he was still trying to hide it as much as possible, "Ha, I was just thinking, Tito's training method seems to be working very well." ”

"Where the hell did you see that the training was working well?"

Fan Bizhuang wanted to ask this rhetorical question, he looked at his clothes and pants full of stains and grass clippings, slapped them twice, and did not speak.

"Alright, just like yesterday, the rest of the time will be handed over to Coach Tito, Fan, you have to work hard."

Enrique patted Fan Bizhuang on the shoulder, turned around and left, just looking at his back, his shoulders kept shaking, Fan Bizhuang didn't need to look to know that this guy was probably smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Villanova never smiled, he stepped forward and looked Fan Bizhuang up and down carefully, and then nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that you are doing exactly what I said, without the slightest discount." ”

Fan Bizhuang was silent.

"Very good, although people are not smart, but at least they have the tenacity to learn and be taught, and they are not hopeless." The corners of Villanova's mouth suddenly outlined a curvature, and he stared at Fan Bizhuang abruptly, "Do you think I'm fixing you?" ”

Fan Bizhuang responded calmly: "No." ”

In the past, Fan Bizhuang did have such an idea, but he was not a fool without brains, there was no reason why Bilanova would trick himself for no reason, after all, he would not benefit the other party, so he thought about it carefully, and felt that this teaching assistant was likely to have another meaning in doing this. Perhaps, this is how you can enhance your ball sense?

Because of the number of falls, Fan Bizhuang will also think about how to maintain the rhythm, let the football and his legs move together, and how to keep himself from tripping over the football when the speed is fast.

It is also this kind of pondering, so that Fan Bizhuang gradually felt a trace of his progress, although he still walked a few steps will fall inadvertently, but the number of trips has gradually decreased, at least when maintaining the normal speed of walking, as long as he is cautious, the number of falls is much higher than yesterday.

"That's good." Villanova nodded, still smiling on his face, "But don't think too much of me, if I'm not mistaken, you were trying to beat me up with that cold and fierce look yesterday, right?" So ......"

Villanova spread his hands, looking "I'm scared": "I'm scared of you." But as a coach, how can you be intimidated by your own players, isn't this very shameless? Hah, so I'll have to find a way to get revenge on you...... Ha, I'm just fixing you, what can you do? ”

Fan Bizhuang's fist clenched unconsciously, then let go, and then smiled: "Do you want to provoke me?" Hehe. ”

"Whatever you want." Bilanova didn't care at all about his little trick being exposed, and shrugged, "If you don't want to beat me up now, then okay, today's training can begin, follow me." ”