"What, aren't you happy, Fan?"

In the Tongs bar, Molina consciously took out a coin and threw it into the coin box, and took a beer in the back and sat down on the edge of the bar. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He has been in Barcelona for several months, with a simple and direct purpose, which is to have more contact with Van Bizhuang and, if possible, to make a deeper impression on him, which will help him in his work.

Obviously, he did, he would go to the training ground every day to cheer for Fan Bizhuang by the fence, and later learned that Fan Bizhuang worked part-time in a small bar, and he even came here from time to time to contribute to the turnover.

From being unpopular at the beginning, to being able to chat with Fan Bizhuang occasionally, the progress of the work is very gratifying. Although Fan Bizhuang never talked to him about leaving La Masia, Molina thought it was good, at least from Fan Bizhuang's attitude towards him, he sensed that the other party was not disgusted.

Fan Bizhuang's mood today is not high, to be precise, he has been a little restless for a while. His performance in training and games is fine, but Molina, who sees him every day, is keenly aware of it, which is why he has such doubts.

In fact, Molina has said such questions more than a dozen times, but every time Fan Bizhuang has no interest in talking. It was the same this time, Molina just habitually asked casually, and to his surprise, this time, Fan Bizhuang actually spoke.

'Crozas and Baltra are reporting to the first team tomorrow.'

Fan Bizhuang held his chin with his hand, but he didn't look up, as if answering Molina's question, and as if muttering to himself.

Molina was stunned for a moment, he knew the meaning of Fan Bizhuang's words, and he also felt the unwillingness and loss in this sentence.

It has been a long time since I observed Fan Bizhuang up close, and Molina knows what Fan Bizhuang has grown. He decided that Fan Bizhuang was a genius, and Fan Bizhuang also proved this with practical actions. As he gradually adapted to the official game, Van Bizhuang has been doing better and better in the youth league, and his passing is one of the most powerful weapons of Barcelona's reserve team.

Maybe his defense is not good, his breakthrough is not good, and he still has a lot of shortcomings, but it cannot be denied that with that extremely accurate pass, Fan Bizhuang has the capital to enter the professional league.

It is true that young players such as Bojan, Pedro and Sergio Busquets are real talents in the eyes of more people, but Molina just believes that Van Bizhuang is not inferior to them. When it comes to passing, none of these people can compare to them. They are better than Fan Bizhuang in many aspects, but Fan Bizhuang is still very young, and he has more potential, which means that he has a broader space for development.

Now that he has a passing skill that surpasses his peers, how remarkable will his future be when Fan Bizhuang's potential is fully realized and his other shortcomings are gradually made up?

But such a genius is not appreciated by the first team. Young players on the training ground are constantly leaving, either promoted to the first team or going to other teams in search of better development opportunities.

But Fan Bizhuang is still here, waiting for this call, even if it seems a little far away.

Any young person with football dreams has the greatest wish to be able to play in top professional games, and Fan Bizhuang is no exception, just watching his teammates come and go, but he can only wait for the distant call, and it is reasonable to be unwilling and resentful in his heart.

As a scout, his professional vision is definitely much more clever than Fan Bizhuang, a fledgling rookie, and his thinking is more far-reaching.

He understands Barcelona's style of football and is aware of his shortcomings, so to speak, in his eyes, Fan Bizhuang is a genius and an out-and-out piece of jade, but in the eyes of others, this may not be the case. Barcelona have too many good players in the first team, they are very technical, they can pass and shoot, and in comparison, Van Bizhuang really has no advantage to compete with.

Maybe Fan Bizhuang will be able to grow to this point in the future, but how long will it take, a year, two years, or longer?

What he needs now is time, to play more games and to train at a higher level, but obviously it will be difficult for Barcelona to give him that opportunity, because Barcelona are giants, their goal is to win the league title, they are to make a difference in Europe, they can't use their battle for glory as a breeding ground for young people.

Staying in Barcelona, at this stage, can only be a waste of time, which is why Molina wants to take Van Bizhuang away, there are too many excellent young players here, and the competition is too fierce, the sooner Van Bizhuang leaves here, the sooner he gets more opportunities to play, in order to have greater progress and development.

But thinking like this, Molina did not directly Yang Ming was willing to take him away, he knew that Fan Bizhuang still had nostalgia for here, not for Barcelona, but for Enrique and Villanova who discovered and cultivated him, after this period of contact, Molina knew very well that although Fan Bizhuang was cold and plain, he was a person who paid attention to feelings, the more he wrapped himself in a hard and cold outer membrane, the more he cared more about people who were close to his heart and good to himself.

He didn't want to say anything else, he didn't want to arouse Fan Bizhuang's disgust.

Molina hesitated for a moment, organized his words, and responded in a serious tone, "You're not like them, Fan. ”

Fan Bizhuang's ears moved, and although he still didn't look up, Molina knew that the other party was waiting for him to continue.

'They have risen step by step from Barca's reserve squad at all levels, they are the best players at any level, to be exact, they have long been on the list of key players in the first team. Molina continued, "They have been trained by Barça, they play Barça-style football, the club has not been paying attention to them for a year or two, and the management know very well whether they are suitable for the team and can help the team. They knew each other very well. ”

'But you're different, you've been here for a lot of years, you've been obscure, nobody knows what you're going to do, what you're going to be able to do, and there's no denying that you're doing well in the reserves, but you have to know that looking at whether a player can be a future pillar of the club doesn't happen overnight, and that performance at this stage doesn't mean anything.'

"So, it's a step-by-step process. In the future, you may be able to get noticed and taken seriously by the club, and you may be able to go to the first team, but what about time? One year, two years? Or longer? You need time to prove that you are good, they need time to get to know you, accept you and study whether you fit into Barca's tactical system......"

"With all due respect, the long wait may lead to a good result, but I don't think it's your best bet."

Molina said a lot in one breath, he felt a little dry mouth, picked up the beer on the table, raised his head and poured it, and peeked at Fan Bizhuang's expression with his eyes, unfortunately, the other party's face was nothing but calm.

This made him feel frustrated, but he was not surprised, because Fan Bizhuang was such a person.

'There are a lot of young people who have been nurtured and trained at one club but have left for another team because they need to think about their future, they need to look for their opportunities, their sky.

Molina poured all the beer into his neck, placed the empty glass on the bar, and stood up, ready to leave.

"You know, Van I'm a scout and my job is to go around looking for good young players. I'm not trying to say that, it's just that as a friend, uh, I think we should be friends, and I need to tell you that you're not a good fit for Barcelona, at least right now. ”

Molina had already raised his leg and walked to the wooden door, suddenly turned his head and said very seriously, "Whatever your choice is in the end, Fan, you should think about your future, if you really want to make professional football your job." ”

"Crunch~"

The wooden door made a gentle sound, and the wind chimes hanging on the door collided with each other, and the crisp sound of "jingle bell ~ jingle bell ~" was extremely pleasant.

Fan Bizhuang's head finally raised, he looked at the wooden door that was still shaking, and the figure that had long disappeared outside the door, and was silent for a long time.

"Friends?"

After a long time, Fan Bizhuang retracted his gaze, shook his head, and pillowed his head on the bar.

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"Luiz, do you think Van is a good fit for Barcelona? Or rather, is Barcelona the right fit for him? ”

In Enrique's home study, Villanova raised his doubts to his boss and friend. Maybe he already has the answer, but he wants to find other people's acceptance.

Enrique shook his head and remained silent.

But that was enough, and Bilanova understood his friend's thoughts.

He shook his head, a wry smile on his face, "If possible, of course I would like Fan to stay where we can see, but for now...... Maybe in the future, Fan can reach the standards of the first team, but on such a day, I don't know how long it will take. ”

"What Fan needs is more opportunities, more games, not because of our selfishness, so that he has been staying here, wasting years and waiting."

Enrique looked up sharply as if sensing what his assistant was going to say.

"You're right, Louis. The eagle will always have a day to leave its mother's arms and fly high, no matter where he will go in the future and how high he will fly, as long as he is our child, it will be enough. ”

Vilanova's hands were clenched into fists, and his tone was extremely firm: "I think, we need to have a good talk with Fan." ”