"That's what you sent back? It's something! What about personal data? What about the past? Also, what about the performance and post-match interviews I want...... Damn Geng Ziyu, aren't you playing with me, our printing house is ready, you can show me this? If you don't want to do it, I can treat you to a fried squid right away, and then someone else will come over! ”

Listening to the angry roar coming out of the phone, Geng Ziyu subconsciously moved the phone a little away with a sneering expression, as if the spittle stars would squirt out from there. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the face of the boss's roar and questioning, Geng Ziyu was speechless on the one hand, and on the other hand, he could only smile bitterly. It was as if he had dug a pit and buried himself in it. There is no other reason, there is too little information in hand.

Fan Bizhuang's life is too bland, there are no scandals, no explosions, and even except for the training ground, he basically rarely goes out. In the past week, Geng Ziyu has been sneaking and tailgating like a thief dozens of times, but no valuable news has been captured.

He also tried to contact the other party a few times, Fan Bizhuang ignored him every time, and didn't even say a few words every time he talked, and as for the interview or something, there was no way to mention it.

That's it, it doesn't matter if you can't interview, he's a reporter, a reporter is a pen, can't he make up a good story if he can't shoot something, as long as Fan Bizhuang can appear in the game, even if it's just a minute off the bench, he can make it up and shape it into a hero who saves the team, saves the people, and saves the world.

But what about the result...... Nima, this is a complete pit, he worked tirelessly to follow Villarreal to Osasuna, and then ...... There was no then, and Fan Bizhuang did not go to the away team with the team at all. At first, he was stupidly full of beautiful fantasies in the stands, but when he inquired later, he learned that Fan Bizhuang would not even enter the eighteen-man squad for the rest of the season, let alone playing.

The noisy stadium atmosphere is very hot, but Geng Ziyu is sad in his heart, he thought he had found a super big news, but now it seems that Chinese players in Europe are indeed a good gimmick, but this "gimmick", ignore him, don't say anything, even if you want to report his game, you have to wait until next season.

There is a break period of several months in between, and if other newspapers and magazines in China get any news and run over to insert a jar, then it is estimated that all daylilies will be cold.

Geng Ziyu was also so suffocated that he couldn't help it, after all, he swore that he had made a package ticket to the boss, if he couldn't come up with any dry goods, it was estimated that he would not have to wait to return to China to report on his work, and the boss would have to put him in the oil pot as a squid to fry.

In desperation, Geng Ziyu could only piece together a manuscript, the content of which was nothing more than Fan Bizhuang's age, gender, height, uh, plus some pictures of daily training, as well as small stories from fans, such as the legend of "Fu Jiang", and a cute and delicate little girlfriend......

The writing is sophisticated, the style is fresh and refined, and it is full of fun...... This is really a romance with glamorous... What a novel!

Sports reports and online novels are not a system at all, and Geng Ziyu's fate was that he was yelled at by his boss for nearly an hour with a phone call across the ocean.

In the end, in a cold sweat, and under repeated assurances, the boss hung up the phone, and the depressed Geng Ziyu made up his mind, no matter what, he must take out some valuable news, during this time, he was completely consumed with Fan Bizhuang, where he goes, I will go!

He doesn't believe it, and I'll become your follower, will I gain nothing at all? Hum!!

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Fan Bizhuang naturally did not know in El. In the stands of the Sardar Stadium, a Chinese compatriot was muttering about himself with deep resentment, and after sneezing several times in a row, wondering if he had a cold, he stopped paying attention.

After signing an agent contract with Molina, Fan Bizhuang still has a quiet life, except for training and going to bars, he is nested at home. He only officially stepped into the professional football circle in the second half of the league season, and now it seems that there is still some fame in this small town with less than 50,000 people, but no one knows who he is outside of here.

In other words, he is just a small person with little fame and insignificance. If he is not famous, he will not have too many fans, and if he does not have fans, he will not have influence, so naturally no business will come to him to negotiate advertising endorsement contracts.

Molina only stayed in Villarreal for one day, and then left non-stop, saying that he was going to mobilize his own contacts to see if he could find some business companies, the so-called job in his position, he is now Fan Bizhuang's agent, in his words, that is, he wants to sit and eat, and he doesn't have that capital, the name of football agent sounds good, but if his employer can't even receive an advertisement, his achievements can't be mentioned, and he can't mention his achievements and no income, he can only wait to be starved to death.

Fan Bizhuang handed over these things to him, and he was not interested in taking care of them, while Molina was high-spirited and ready to work, for his energy, Fan Bizhuang affirmed it, and swore that his efforts would definitely pay off handsomely, at least when Felisa became an adult, he would be able to earn a lot of money for his daughter.

Molina left, and Van Bizhuang was idle again, and he began to think about where he would go in two weeks. The league has come to an end, when the team will announce its dissolution and the club will officially enter the break.

He can continue to stay in the seaside town, or he can use this time to stay in the training ground to continue to practice for himself, but the effect of training alone may have some, but it is definitely not big, Fan Bizhuang thinks that what Villanova and Enrique gave him, he is already very familiar with it, and it can even be said that it has penetrated into the bone marrow, he seems to have entered a bottleneck, and if he continues to practice uncontrollably, his ability will not be greatly improved.

He decided to start from other aspects, and he already had a vague plan in his heart, but it was not mature enough.

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The chill of spring faded away, and the bearing of time continued to turn leisurely and slowly, while the cicadas were already chirping tirelessly in the trees.

On June 10, Villarreal welcomed Sevilla, a traditional powerhouse in La Liga, at home.

This is the last home game of the season for the Yellow Submarines, and although the team's results have fluctuated greatly this season and they have lost their qualification for next season's European competition, the fans will still hope that the team can get three points in the final home game to draw a satisfactory end to the season.

However, this good hope was clearly disappointed, Villarreal simply lost a 0-3 at home, was shaved and was pierced three times by their opponents, and the players who contributed to Sevilla were their two strikers, Fabiano and Canute, the former scored the first leading goal, and the latter scored a brace.

At the end of the game, the Sevilla players celebrated wildly on the field. This game is also extremely important for them, and they don't want to think about the La Liga title, but the race for the top four this season is also extremely fierce, before this game, Sevilla are fourth in the league, the same number as third-placed Valencia, both with 65 points, and are behind the Bats on goal difference.

The top four in La Liga are all qualified to participate in next season's Champions League, and Sevilla still has the pursuit of going to the European arena, so naturally they dare not be careless.

Winning the game essentially secured their ticket to Europe next season, and Valencia's draw soon picked up their league position to third place, so they celebrated on Villarreal turf.

The visiting fans, who came with the team, were also singing and dancing in the stands, cheering and roaring like a wave.

Villarreal have been empty for all four of their seasons and haven't even secured a place in Europe, and the frustration of the fans is in stark contrast to the visitors' fans.

However, the people of the small town are still broad-minded and do not show hostility towards Sevilla, which is celebrating wantonly, and some simple fans are even applauding and congratulating the Sevilla players and fans.

Fan Bizhuang sat in the stands, some of the fans around him were cheering, some were applauding, some were disappointed, and some young fans were crying.

He looked at the hundreds of postures of the fans, and his feelings were also complicated.

Many fans are not sad because the team lost the game or missed the European competition next season, but purely because the next time they want to see their team and players appear in the Love Song Stadium, they will be emotional and reluctant after more than two months.

Fan Bizhuang is also very reluctant, he wants to play again, but he has to wait until two months later, which makes him a little melancholy.

The voice of the home commentator Arces was heard on the live radio: "The game is over, we lost this game. That's not the point, the most important thing is that for us the season is over and 2006-2007 is already waving goodbye to us. Goodbye, our team, goodbye, our team, in two months, we'll be back again, here, at Love Song Stadium, again! I hope that at that time, I am here, and you are also here! ”

"Goodbye, Love Song Stadium!"

"We will be back here again in two months! This is our home! ”

"In the beautiful east, there is a small seaside town called Villarreal, where the sea breeze blows, people come from the sea, yes, this is our home, our harbor, it is called ...... Villarreal, romantic Villarreal ......"

The home fans stood up from the stands, or waved their arms, or shouted loudly, and the players on the field also walked to the sidelines one after another, singing warm ballads that belong to the city and belong to them with the fans.

In the countless crowds, Fan Bizhuang, who no one paid attention to, also stood up, clapped his hands, held hands with the fans around him, shoulder to shoulder, and sang softly together.

Two months later, goodbye, Love Song Stadium! (To be continued.) )