Villarreal is located in the province of Castellón, in the Valencian Community, a small city with a population of just under 50,000 people and an area of only 55.4 square kilometers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The city is not very developed in terms of industry and commerce, and like many small towns in Europe, the atmosphere of the city is laid-back, and the people live in their own lives, and the greatest joy of each day is to bask in the warm sunshine and the warm sea breeze.

It is worth mentioning that the natural beauty of the city is very good, because it is only five kilometers away from the beautiful Mediterranean Sea, so Villarreal seems to be tainted with romance, when the first rays of the morning sun shine on the earth, the golden town is like a castle in a fairy tale.

At this moment, Van Bizhuang and Molina are in this fairytale castle, and they are standing in front of an elaborate stadium with a nice and romantic name - Love Song Stadium.

As the name suggests, the city, and even the club called Villarreal, have a beautiful and romantic style of football.

"I didn't expect to come here after going around in a circle."

Standing at the entrance of the stadium gate, Fan Bizhuang sighed softly.

At the beginning, Villarreal, named Ruben, approached him and wanted to take him to the team in this small city, but he firmly refused. It's just that no one expected that after only half a month, he would have to come here, because only here is willing to provide him with a chance to enter the professional arena.

This made him feel a little emotional, he knew that this was the case, he might as well follow Ruben to leave as soon as possible, otherwise there would be no series of twists and turns in the future.

"This city is really pitifully small."

Next to him, Molina was also expressing his feelings. He'd never been to the city, and even though he's a scout and has to travel all over the country, he's never really set foot here. In a small city with less than 50,000 people, it is extremely difficult to even be self-sufficient, let alone cultivate excellent and potential seedlings that have been poached by other clubs, which is impossible to imagine.

"Small is small, but David can also kill Goliath, and the small team can also shine brightly."

Fan Bizhuang said such a sentence quietly.

David and Goliath is a short biblical story about a young man named David who slays the giant Golia, and is often used as a metaphor for the victory of a weak man over a powerful enemy.

Before coming, Fan Bizhuang had learned about the situation of this small eastern city team through newspapers and the Internet, and this understanding was really shocking.

Overall, this small team founded in 1923 does not have too much heritage and has not won the honor of the top flight, but in recent years, the team has earned the nickname of "Yellow Submarine". After Manuel Pellegrini took office, the team has changed dramatically, their results in the league have steadily improved, since 02, they have been able to go to the European arena every year, in last season, they were even more shocking all the way to the Champions League semi-finals, although the final score was 0:1 on aggregate by the Premier League giants Arsenal, but an unknown small team can come to this point, or the world is amazed.

Isn't this a remake of the story of David and Goliath? Villarreal, a small team that is not taken seriously, has continued to work hard and constantly counterattack, and has knocked down one powerful opponent after another.

It can be said that the current yellow submarine is already a well-deserved powerhouse in La Liga, although compared with Real Madrid and Barcelona, and even Valencia, Sevilla and other teams in the second sequence, they are still far from each other, but their strength is no longer negligible.

Such a strong team would actually look at a hairy boy like himself who has not even entered the threshold of the top league, Fan Bizhuang can't figure out why.

He doesn't think that he is really an unborn genius who can make a sensation in Europe and the world as soon as he appears. He is well aware that he does have some shining strengths, but there are many shortcomings. There are countless talented young players in the Iberian Peninsula, and there are countless people with more talent and potential than him, and he really is nothing compared to these people.

At this stage, he just wants to be able to enter the top professional arena through hard work, and this is his greatest wish. But now, he has been favored by a club that has the ability and quality to compete for European qualification, and this step up to the sky has made him feel dreamlike unreal.

However, if you can't figure it out, then you don't want to, Fan Bizhuang is not a tangled person, in La Masia did not come out, there was another fight in the Basque Country, his reputation can be described as a mess, he is not qualified to pick and choose, Villarreal is willing to accept him, then he will come, as for why he likes him, does it matter?

"yes, this small city team is really amazing, and it has to be admired to be able to get to where it is now." Molina is naturally aware of the past of this team, and also knows the good results they have achieved in recent years, and nodded in praise again and again.

The two chatted for a few words, and the staff member who answered them finally walked out of the door.

The person who greeted him was Fan Bizhuang's "old acquaintance", and Ruben did not wear the suit he had met last time, but a simple sportswear with a warm smile on his face.

He is a gentle coach who treats people very well, and even speaks rarely loudly. This is why Fan Bizhuang pushed him away and coldly told him to "get out", but he still didn't complain and get angry. He's a really good old guy.

At this time, the good old man saw Fan Bizhuang standing at the door, his eyes lit up, and he opened his arms enthusiastically, and it was a hug in the past.

"Fan. It's been a long time, and I didn't expect you to really change your mind, which surprised me. ”

The other party's enthusiasm made Fan Bizhuang a little unaccustomed, in all fairness, he and Ruben are not too familiar, except for the time when they talked at the Tongs bar, they only met a few times on the side of the training ground, to put it bluntly, the two have not yet become familiar enough to hug as soon as they meet.

What made Fan Bizhuang even more embarrassed was that he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have pushed and scolded the other party, although he was in a bad mood at the time, but it was always unfriendly, but now it seems that the other party didn't take it to heart at all, and his attitude towards him was still very kind, which made him blush slightly.

So he was hugged and looked a little at a loss.

Such an action was mistakenly understood by Reuben as because he had just arrived in an unfamiliar environment, and the panic and uneasiness that naturally flowed out, he let go of the bad white and patted Fan Bizhuang on the shoulder very gently: "Don't worry, Fan, the people here are very good, the players are also very good, you will make a lot of friends here, I believe everyone is willing to help you, you will start a new life here." ”

As he spoke, Ruben also blinked: "I heard about what happened in the Basque Country, but it's not a big deal, young people will always make mistakes, and we can't completely deny a person's character because of a mistake." Well done, Fan, Mr. Manuel is very fond of you, and you will have an unforgettable and pleasant time under his hands. ”

Fan Bizhuang nodded.

Ruben then turned around and greeted Molina, the two shook hands, and Ruben led the two to the court.

"Come with me, Mr. Manuel is waiting for you in the office."

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When Van Bizhuang met Villarreal's manager, he was sitting behind his desk, his head bowed, writing something in a small notebook.

He has blonde hair, because his head is lowered, the expression on his face is not clear, he wears a silver-gray suit, he does not feel like a football coach, but more like the CEO of a large company, focused and serious.

Fan Bizhuang didn't make a sound, he and Molina sat down on the couch in the office, and Ruben brought them two cups of hot water.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Molina, Mr. Manuel doesn't like coffee, there's only hot water here, nothing else, so please take a moment."

Hot water was served, and Ruben also sat down next to the two, waiting for the head coach to finish his work.

No one spoke in the room, only the "rustle~" sound of the tip of the pen scratching the page, the atmosphere was a little strange, Pellegrini lowered his head, as if he didn't notice a few more people in the room, he was still meticulously doing his own thing, while Fan Bizhuang and others looked at him without blinking.

The silence was finally broken after almost half an hour, and Pellegrini finally looked up, put down his pen, and looked at Van Bizhuang, who was sitting on the other side.

Fan Bizhuang was also able to really see the whole picture of this serious-looking old man for the first time, there was nothing too surprising, just like the old man he often saw in the park, his expression was quiet and ordinary.

"You're Fan, aren't you?"

Pellegrini finally spoke, his voice calm, but with an indescribable appeal.

But Fan Bizhuang felt that the moment the old man spoke, his eyes were very bright, as bright as stars.