Chapter Seventy-Five: The Weeping Boy

Due to time constraints, Villarreal did not return to the town after the game, but stayed at a local hotel, where they rested for the night and returned the next day. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It is very frustrating to suffer a defeat in the first game of the league, and the loss to the derby rival is even more frustrating and depressing, and the team's loss is not only that, the injury of the team's main striker Pires has made the whole team very depressed. The players were in a bad mood, so they were all nestled in the hotel, and even Nihat, who loved to play and enjoy the nightlife, never went out for half a step.

Fan Bizhuang is also in the hotel, his face has returned to calm, but Geng Ziyu, who has been following him, did not step forward to touch the mold, he also saw that Fan Bizhuang was in a bad mood, but he didn't care, now "Football House" and Villarreal are strategic partnerships, as the special correspondent of "Football House" in Spain, he has the right to interview the team, and he is the royal Chinese reporter of Villarreal, so he simply left Fan Bizhuang and went to other players or club staff for interviews.

The team's arrangement is two people in a room, Fan Bizhuang's roommate is Nihat, the Turk performed average today and failed to make much contribution to the team, so after returning to the hotel for dinner, he directly lay on the bed and slept with his head covered. Fan Bizhuang didn't care about him, leaned on the head of the bed, and pressed the remote control board boringly, looking for a TV show to watch.

The phone rang, and as soon as Fan Bizhuang answered, Felisa's crisp voice came from the other end.

"Uncle Fan, you guys are really unlucky today, you lost the game and injured the players."

It stands to reason that Felisa should have called to comfort herself, but how to listen to this tone makes people feel that she is gloating.

Sure enough, Felisa then said, "Why didn't you show up?" Did you already know that the team was going to lose, so you simply hid from it, so as not to be embarrassed? ”

Fan Bizhuang rolled his eyes angrily, but he didn't want the other party to be invisible at all, he glanced at Nihat, who was snoring and sleeping soundly, and didn't want to disturb him because of answering the phone, so he said into the phone, "You wait a minute." Then he held the phone in one hand and opened the door with the other.

Fan Bizhuang chatted with Felisa at the end of the corridor aisle, and Felisa didn't have anything important, she was completely idle and moaning. Yin, she told Fan Bizhuang that Molina is now running around in the city outside all day, she is bored in the city of Bilbao alone, and she is a little thinking about the Spring Festival, so she wants to come to Villarreal for a few days.

For such a request, Fan Bizhuang naturally refused directly without any negotiation. Just kidding, Molina is now guarding against him like a thief, although there is really no relationship worth criticizing between him and Felisa, but if Felisa plays a runaway drama again, it is estimated that it is useless for him to explain, and Molina will definitely find him desperately.

Felisa was coquettish and cute on the phone, and after all of them were ineffective, she threatened and intimidated her, Fan Bizhuang still didn't respond, Xiao Nizi hung up the phone angrily, and threatened that she didn't care about her father and Fan Bizhuang's opinions, she could do whatever she wanted.

"What a wayward little girl."

Fan Bizhuang put down the phone and shook his head helplessly. He believed that with Felisa's eccentric temperament, coupled with the absence of Molina watching from the sidelines, this girl was definitely a character who could go to heaven, and it was estimated that if she wanted to run over secretly, no one would be able to stop her.

But this has nothing to do with him, he has said what he should say, and he has persuaded everything he should have persuaded, even if Molina wants to find his own trouble afterwards, he can't blame himself.

After admiring the endless night outside for a while, and the depression of losing the game was somewhat relieved, Fan Bizhuang raised his feet and prepared to go back to his room. However, when passing through the corner of the corridor, a low and intermittent sobbing sound suddenly came into his ears, Fan Bizhuang stopped suspiciously, hesitated, and decided to go over and take a look.

"Giuseppe, how are you? What are you doing here, Diego? ”

Fan Bizhuang's face became very strange, especially when he saw Rosie crouching on the ground, covering his face and sobbing, which made him speechless, in the middle of the night, you don't rest in the room, you hide here alone and play the scene of crying down the Great Wall, are you sure that there is nothing wrong with you?

Hearing the voice, Rosie raised his head, and when he saw that it was Fan Bizhuang, a trace of panic flashed in Rossi's eyes, and he hurriedly tried to wipe away the tears in his eyes as if he wanted to cover it up, but then he put down this futile move, and the scene of his crying might have been seen by the other party a long time ago, and it seemed unnecessary to cover it up.

Fan ...... Brother Fan...... What are you doing here? …… Oh, Diego is sleeping in the house. ”

Rosie hesitated to say hello to Fan Bizhuang, his voice was very low, obviously he was a little embarrassed at the moment. He and Godin shared a room, and he sneaked out while the other was asleep.

Fan Bizhuang nodded, stared at him for a long time, and then suddenly said, "Is it because of today's game?" ”

Rosie was stunned for a moment, then reacted to what the other party said, nodded, and shook his head again. Since Fan Bizhuang saw his embarrassment, he had nothing to hide, he sat down on the ground, and Fan Bizhuang also sat down.

"You know, Fango, I'm coming from Manchester United. Many people think that if you come from a big team, you must be a big star, but in fact, no, the big team is more cruel and ruthless, and I didn't have a good time there......"

Rossi began to talk about his professional experience, from being born in New Jersey in the United States, returning to his native Italy at the age of 12 to pursue his football dreams, then joining Parma before being spotted by Manchester United's scouts and moving to Manchester. It was a young genius, but like most talents, it wasn't easy, Rossi went from obscurity to a big team, and at first he thought his career would be smooth sailing, but in fact, it was just wishful thinking.

The truth is that he has not been given any chances at United, and he has not scored a single goal in the Premier League for United in three years, perhaps because he is still young and his ability needs to be improved, but more importantly, he has not had a chance to break into the first team of 18 at all. Even in domestic cup competitions, his chances to play are few and far between.

Manchester United did not give him a chance, and Rossi, who was desperate for more games to improve his ability and experience, had to find a way out on his own, and he began to be loaned out, going to Newcastle and then Parma, and then after the loan expired, he expressed his reluctance to stay in Manchester, so he finally chose Villarreal who chased him.

It was a difficult time, he rose to fame at an early age, but then the experience of exile made him doubt himself, and the distrust of the fans and the club made him even more confused, and he even had the illusion that he might not be able to be a good professional footballer at all.

Fan Bizhuang listened quietly to what he was saying, he was a good listener, he didn't interject, he didn't interrupt, although his expression was calm, but Rosie could feel the other party's seriousness and attention to him, which made the confidant have a feeling of being valued.

Fan Bizhuang was a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that Rosie, who usually behaves very sunny and outgoing, would have such a turbulent experience, with a strong appearance and a sensitive and fragile heart, which is what he is talking about.

But he doesn't have other ideas, in fact, everyone has their own experience, either beautiful or painful, there are more people in the world who are not happy, and many people have their own unbearable sadness, including Fan Bizhuang himself, who is more bumpy than Rossi in the past, so this is not a reason for cowardice.

People can't choose their past, but they can decide their future, it's all up to them, how they want to live.

"I wanted to start a new experience and get back on my feet in a new place, so I came to Villarreal. But I didn't expect that the first time I played, I messed up, played less than half an hour, and was sent off for a malicious retaliation foul, causing the team to play one less person, I am the culprit of the team's defeat, I ...... Am I really just a bad guy, or am I really not fit into the professional league? ”

Rossi was still talking, but her voice was getting lower and lower, and at the end, she covered her face and began to sob again.

Fan Bizhuang sighed inwardly, the young Italian's past experience had made him doubt himself, and today's blow exacerbated that lack of confidence. This is a problem that must be taken seriously, because abnormal psychology can easily ruin a player.

Fan Bizhuang was not good at lip service and didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only sit aside and quietly watch the other party sob.

Rosie can be regarded as completely letting go, regardless of the fact that there is another person beside him, crying so much that it is heartbroken and heartbreaking.

After more than ten minutes, the sobs finally began to fade, and Rossi looked up to find that Fan Bizhuang was still quietly watching him. He wiped his eyes and reluctantly smiled: "Brother Fan, thank you for accompanying me and listening to me." ”

Fan Bizhuang nodded: "It's much better after venting?" ”

"Yes, it's much better." Rossi replied.

"Since it's okay, let's go back quickly, don't think too much."

Fan Bizhuang stood up, patted Rossi on the shoulder, thought for a while, and encouraged the other party, "Actually, you should have more confidence in yourself, Giuseppe, your transfer value is the top in the whole team, and the club is willing to spend so much money for you, which affirms your value." So there's no need for you to deny yourself at all. ”

Rosie didn't expect Fan Bizhuang, who had been silent and quiet, to suddenly comfort himself, thinking about it carefully, it really made sense. He looked at Fan Bizhuang, who continued, "Actually, I have an idea, maybe I can help you. ”

"What?"

"A friend of mine told me that every time I shoot, I just have to say 'this goal will go in!' , then the hope of scoring in the end will become even greater. Uh, I tried, and it worked. ”

Fan Bizhuang didn't tell the other party that this was said by Nihat, because Nihat was not in tune, and if Rossi knew that he was saying it, he would probably feel intellectually unreliable. However, Fan Bizhuang did not say nonsense, he really experimented, in these two months of vacation, he scored many goals against many amateur teams, before shooting, he shouted in his heart "This goal must be scored".

This is a kind of psychological suggestion, and to some extent, it can bring greater self-confidence.

"Oh, I'll try it, thank you, Brother Fan."

After Rossi responded, Fan Bizhuang waved his hand and prepared to turn around and leave. Rosie stopped him again, looking a little embarrassed.

"Anything else?" Fan Bizhuang asked.

"I've been squatting for a long time, my legs are numb, Brother Fan ......"

“……”

Fan Bizhuang patted his forehead funny, and he couldn't really leave the other party alone, so he simply picked up Rosie and sent him back to the room directly.

This scared Godin, who had just woken up, and in a daze, Fan Bizhuang came in with Rosie on his shoulder, that fierce appearance, he thought that the chrysanthemum was destined to be lost tonight, but Fan Bizhuang just left Rossi still in bed and left directly. (To be continued.) )