At the end of the match, the final score was 7:1, and the main team wearing the red vest won a big victory. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Vilanova blew the final whistle, there were still many players looking at the scoreboard not far away, stunned and in disbelief.

They weren't incredulous about the scoreline, in fact, even the biggest score had been seen in the history of the Red and Green teams, and they couldn't imagine that five of the seven goals scored by the main team were from Van Bizhuang.

What kind of person Fan Bizhuang is, the old people in the reserve team know what his level is, and everyone knows it. It is true that a few months ago, Fan Bizhuang has shown a good passing kung fu, but it is not as exaggerated as it is now, almost a pass is accurate, and what makes people feel even more unbelievable is that Fan Bizhuang seems to be more than just passing, he can gallop back and forth with the football very quickly, he can catch the pass of his teammates very well, and he can also pass the football back calmly, and even more, he can also rely on the speed of others, play a little breakthrough with speed.

Everyone feels that everything that happened today is as if they are in a dream, so unreal, if it is only a few months of special training, it can make a football scum completely have a gorgeous transformation, then well, we also want special training, we also want to become stronger!

"That'...... That, is it really Fan? Are you sure he hasn't been transformed by aliens with black technology? That's a big change! ”

"To this day, I still feel like I'm in a dream."

"I can't believe it! Unthinkable! I think I should go back to sleep and maybe wake up and the world, the world, the world, nothing has changed. ”

The young players gathered together, some exclaimed, some sighed, and some of the players who were later promoted to the reserve team did not know who Fan Bizhuang was, so they were asking in a whisper, and after the old people explained to them, the newcomers also covered their mouths and screamed.

It's really hard for them to imagine that a guy who was a scumbag a few months ago suddenly turned into a "crazy primitive", such a change is too big, and they also know that Fan Bizhuang is tortured by Villanova and Enrique in the corner every day, but can such torture make people reborn?

All were skeptical.

But whether it is shock or suspicion, the facts are in front of their eyes, and they can't help but believe it, they must admit a fact, that is, Fan Bizhuang is really different from before.

Of course, what kind of thoughts and mentality these people have has nothing to do with Fan Bizhuang, and he is immersed in deep joy at this moment.

He finally determined that Vilanova and Enrique were not playing with him, the training they had set for him was really effective, because he was more empathetic to his changes than others, he could easily unload the football, he could sprint forward with all his strength without worrying that the football would be out of bounds, he could also run with the ball wherever he wanted, and then raise his foot to pass the ball, even if someone came he was not afraid, he would use his body or squeeze or carry to isolate the opponent and continue to complete the passing action!

Fan Bizhuang has never felt that he is in such good shape, and he even feels that he can do anything he wants to do on the football field now!

He has an extremely strong confidence in his future!

"Great! That's great! Fan, you are truly amazing! ”

Lauren rushed over, waved his fist and jumped, and jumped onto Fan Bizhuang's back, screaming at the top of his voice, looking at the appearance full of excitement and excitement, but he looked even more crazy than his own performance.

Lauren is the only "friend" that Fan Bizhuang has recognized in the reserve team, and Fan Bizhuang can also feel that the other party is sincerely happy about his performance today, so he just frowned, but did not lift the other party off his back.

If it were a different person, it was estimated that Fan Bizhuang would directly throw the other party to the ground, and then stomp on it viciously.

"Fan, you don't know, those guys are all dumbfounded today, they still can't believe that you are so powerful! Ha, when Coach Villanova gave you the red vest before, they spoke out against suspicion, but now their faces are swollen. ”

Lauren was still talking excitedly on Fan Bizhuang's back, and even when it came to excitement, he hugged Fan Bizhuang's head and kissed him fiercely: "Fan, I'm so happy......"

Lauren's action of kissing his head made Fan Bizhuang chill, but there was a trace of emotion in his heart. After all, this friend is genuinely happy for himself. But Lauren's words in the next moment shattered the emotion.

"Thank you, thank you, Fan, I really made a fortune this time! No one else believes that you will have any good performance, only I always believe that if I buy fifty euros, you will give an assist, and the odds of one to four are really developed...... Alas, it would be better if you could score, and I bet ten euros that you would...... Ha, I'll have a treat in the evening, let's go and have a good rub...... Ouch, what are you doing, Fan, it's killing me! ”

Fan Bizhuang was laughed at angrily, daring to love this tease so excited, the real reason was that he won money by betting on himself, Fan Bizhuang was too lazy to take care of him, and with a twist of his body, he threw Lauren to the ground.

Lauren behind him was still chattering, but Fan Bizhuang walked away with a cold face.

When passing by the fence outside the field, Fan Bizhuang was stopped.

The person who stopped him was a middle-aged fat man, and he was riding a cute little girl with a pink carving around his neck, and the little girl was holding a small notebook in her pink fist, and while handing it to him, she looked at him with big watery eyes, and babbling in her mouth: "Sign ...... Sign ......"

"Fan! Your name is Fan! I saw that it was written on the back of your jersey, so I guess I was right. ”

The middle-aged fat man had a smile on his face, and touched his head a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I haven't seen you much, so I'm not familiar with you." But I'm a Barcelona fan, a die-hard fan, well, actually, what I want to say is, you performed so well today, can you give me an autograph, Fan? ”

Fan Bizhuang stood still, his eyes wandered around, and many young players were standing by the fence, talking to the fans with their heads down, while writing and marking on the small notebook handed over.

In fact, this is a very common scene, although most fans do not pay much attention to the youth teams at all levels, but there are also many loyal die-hard fans who come here to watch the training of the reserve team, and after the training, some fans will find the good young players to ask for autographs.

Now it may be just a little-known little player, but who can say what will happen in the future, if these little players become popular in the future, then the signature in the hand is precious, even if it is chatting with others, you can also boast of your "discerning talent", and you have long seen that this player must have a broad development in the future.

For young players, they are also happy to sign autographs for fans, and even take group photos, on the one hand, to satisfy their vanity, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as an affirmation of them, which will make them more energetic and confident.

Of course, it is the best players in the development squad who are usually asked for autographs, such as Bojan, Pedro and Sergio Busquets, who work hard in training and often shine in games, they are the biggest stars of the reserve team, and the fans are naturally more willing to follow them.

Anyway, Fan Bizhuang has never seen anyone ask Lauren for an autograph a few times, and as for himself, he has not seen it once. A few months ago, he was just a character who was unknown here and no one noticed, and even now, for the first time, he is wearing a red vest, and to say that he has any fame is pure.

Fan Bizhuang had never experienced anything like this, so he seemed a little at a loss.

In the eyes of the middle-aged fat man, he mistakenly thought that Fan Bizhuang wanted to refuse his request. He looked a little anxious, took his daughter off his neck and put it in front of Fan Bizhuang's eyes: "Please be sure to agree to my request, in fact, it is my daughter who likes you very much, she has been cheering for you, please understand the feelings of a father, I hope my daughter can get the autograph of the player she likes." ”

Fan Bizhuang looked up at the little girl who was only a fence away from her, the little girl grinned and was showing a cute smile at him, she was still holding a small notebook in her hand, and through the gap in the fence, she clumsily handed the small notebook over.

"Sign ...... Sign...... Big brother ......"

The little girl's age is not very old, maybe only two or three years old, and it is not good to speak, children of this age, in fact, there is no appreciation, maybe she just saw Fan Bizhuang running fast on the court and running hard, so she felt curious, and wanted to get something from this big brother.

A smile appeared on Fan Bizhuang's indifferent face, he reached out and pinched the little girl's delicate face, and then took the small notebook.

"Very beautiful little girl."

Fan Bizhuang said this, took the pen that the fat man took again, picked it up, put it down again, hesitated, raised his head, and looked at the middle-aged dad.

"Uh, what should I write? Is it okay to just write my name? Well, sorry, I've never signed someone and I've never experienced anything like this, so I'm not sure what to do......"

The middle-aged fat man's mouth opened wide, and he was surprised that he finally understood that this thin teenager was not unwilling to give them autographs, but ...... He had never signed an autograph before, and the first time he encountered such a thing, he seemed a little at a loss.

"Luna! My daughter's name is Luna, and I want her to be as bright and beautiful as the moon. You can write some blessings and sign them with your name. ”

Luna's Spanish word for moon is a name that embodies the father's hope and love for his daughter.

Fan Bizhuang, who was touched in his heart, was thoughtful, and quickly wrote in the notebook.

"You are blessed because you have a father who loves you. Little Luna will grow up quickly, and you will be like the bright moon in the sky, extremely charming - Fan Bizhuang. ”

Fan Bizhuang handed the book back, the father nodded to Fan Bizhuang gratefully, and put the book in the hands of Xiao Luna, the girl seemed to have received the most precious gift, "giggle~" laughed happily, and her eyes were like a crooked moon.

"Thank you, Fan, you are a good person and will be a good player as well." Daddy spoke again, and he waved goodbye to Fan Bizhuang, "My name is Pablo, Juan. Pablo, my friends call me Pabo. I'll be coming to see you train and play often, Fan, and from today onwards, I'll be your fan, your second fan! ”

"Because, little Luna is your first fan."

Fan Bizhuang didn't respond, just watched the figure of the father and daughter gradually move away, until it disappeared, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"You are indeed a good person."

Such a voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Fan Bizhuang turned around again, and saw Molina's bright smiling face.

"Interested in chatting, Fan?"