Until now, Enrique didn't know how he could ask such a sentence, but when he saw Fan Bizhuang walking towards him, this sentence spit out of his mouth inexplicably. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In fact, Enrique, as the head coach of the reserve team, has also been distressed recently, for the simple reason that there are not enough players under his command.

La Masia's training camp is not looking at the development of prosperity, and it continues to inject fresh blood into the club and the first team, but in fact, the youth training construction of various clubs in Spain has done a good job, such as Real Madrid's Castilla academy, Sevilla academy, etc., these academy training capabilities are very good, and there are many excellent players and even current international players who have come out of here.

La Masia's training camp is not inferior to them, but the problem is that there are only so many children who play football in Spain, and even fewer children with potential and talent, and these children will not all belong to La Masia, and after competing with other clubs, some will always go to other clubs.

Add one point to each echelon, and there are even fewer players assigned to Enrique.

Although the next echelon can provide blood to the A team, the A team itself will also have "loss", such as players being injured, such as players being promoted to the first team, or for example, some young players are favored by other clubs and can't help but be tempted to "run away"......

Don't look at the A team is not the first team of Barcelona, but there are a lot of game tasks, daily training matches, as well as the league of the Spanish reserve team, etc., it is estimated that after a year, it is not less than the first team to play games, for young players, this is an experience, but also a heavy pressure.

Enrique is facing two problems now, one is the departure of players and the other is injury. Some time ago, there were scouts from the Premier League who poached two young players from here. In this regard, Enrike did not have much anger except for a few complaints.

La Masia is very competitive, and a large part of these little guys may not be able to make it to the first team of the club in the future, in other words, it is difficult for them to get ahead at Barcelona, as their mentor, there are teams willing to give them a chance, they can go to the bigger stage to show themselves, and in the heart, Enrique is still happy.

However, with the departure of two players, the reserve squad is a bit stretched, which is why Enrique promoted Bojan from the B team, which is simply to replenish the staff.

However, in the past two days of training, two more players have been injured, which makes him feel embarrassed. There are not many seedlings in Team B that have the potential and ability to enter Team A, and those coaches are also hiding like baby bumps, so Enrique is too lazy to bother talking, anyway, the number of players in the reserve team is barely enough, and patience is over.

But today, the young defender Baltra, who has just been promoted from the youth team, sprained his foot during training in the morning, and the injury is not serious, and it will be almost the same after ten days and half a month of rest, but Enrique still feels that one head is two big and has a headache.

There are people injured in a row, so he can make up enough for a main lineup, but the substitutes are a little insufficient, and there is another point, when the team is in the competition, there are no people.

Enrique, who really had no rut, was about to die, squatting outside the field and grabbing his hair, with a bitter melon on his face, struggling whether to go to Team B to dig two more people, or reduce the scale of the confrontation, so that 11 people became 5 people, 7 people, at this time, I just saw Fan Bizhuang coming over, and suddenly a thought arose, and he directly put forward his request.

It's just that after saying that, Enrique regretted it a little, for no other reason, not to mention whether Fan Bizhuang's cold and indifferent temperament would agree, even if he nodded and agreed, can he really integrate into the team, get along with other teammates, and fight side by side on the field?

Enrique knows Fan Bizhuang's football level well, and he is not much worse than an amateur player, or even worse, plus Fan Bizhuang basically has no communication and contact with other players, even if he plays, it is estimated that he can only act as a "transparent person" alone.

However, the words had already been spoken, and there was no way to take them back, so Enrique still stared at Fan Bizhuang's eyes, waiting for his reply.

What made him depressed was that Fan Bizhuang just glanced at him lightly, and then didn't say anything, and continued to walk in the direction of the exit of the training ground.

“……”

Enrique had the urge to burst into tears, we are old acquaintances anyway, although you have always been such an indifferent attitude, but how can you give some face, at least I am still your coach in name, right?

Enrique's temper also came up, and he felt that his request was a bit nonsensical, and he vaguely expected Fan Bizhuang to refuse him, but now Fan Bizhuang's attitude of ignoring it really made him feel a kind of stubbornness of "I can't take you if I don't believe it".

"Fan, you stop me!"

"Day, Fan, listen to me......"

"Hey, man, do me a favor, okay? I've been running out of people lately! ”

"Spring Festival, help me drag your master's trouser leg and don't let him go."

Enrique felt a raging fire burning in his heart, and his fighting spirit was extremely high, he was like a warrior who fought the dragon in the cartoon, or a lone hero walking in the wind and sand in the movie, and he was like a ......

Following Fan Bizhuang's chatter, Enrique, who was fighting bravely, suddenly stopped abruptly, because the man and dog in front of him finally stopped, and the Spring Festival gave him a contemptuous look very humanely, of course, his attention was not on the Spring Festival, because Fan Bizhuang turned around and looked straight at him.

The fighting spirit in his chest instantly retreated like a tide, Enrique really wanted to give himself a big ear scraper, people don't want to forget it, how can I talk like a resentful little daughter-in-law, it is estimated that Fan is entangled impatiently, I don't know if this guy will turn his face, I hope he doesn't turn his face...... Uh, even if you turn your face, don't slap your face, so many people are watching, save some face for me as a coach, okay?

"Fan, listen to me, don't get excited, I don't mean anything else, I just really need your help, I ......"

"Okay."

Enrique began his rambling again, but in the middle of his sentence, his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had heard some incredible news, and exclaimed, "What did you say, Fan? ”

"The team is understaffed, didn't you ask me to help? Okay, no problem. Fan Bizhuang replied seriously.

“……”

Enrique was speechless.

Seeing his surprised look, Fan Bizhuang suddenly smiled: "Don't you need it?" That's it. ”

“……”

Enrique continued to be speechless. In fact, he wanted to nod and say "yes", but when the words came to his lips, the ghost made the god become: "Why not?" Use! Great use! Thank you, Fan! ”

"Anyway, I'm one of those here, as I should. You're the coach, you're in charge. ”

Fan Bizhuang waved his hand and turned to leave again.

"Uh...... Where are you going, Fan? Enrique couldn't help but ask.

“Tongs。 It's late today, let's stay from tomorrow, there are some things that need to be explained back. ”

Fan Bizhuang's voice came from afar, but Enrique had already squatted down and grabbed his hair with his hands - hey, didn't I want Fan to nod in agreement? Ah, how should I arrange Fan? Oh, and hopefully everything goes well and nothing goes wrong......

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As soon as Bo Yang returned to the dormitory, he found that someone was waiting for him, and when he looked at it again, he immediately greeted him with a solemn and respectful expression.

"Coach Enrique ......"

Enrique nodded, and looked down at his hands with a very majestic face: "Are your hands okay?" ”

"Hmm...... Thank you coach for your concern, it's fine, Miss Nari said it doesn't have much impact, I ......"

"Okay." Enrique nodded again, and then dropped a sentence, "I'll report tomorrow!" Turn around and leave.

Looking at this posture, it is clear that he is a coach with a very personality and temper, where does it seem to be aggrieved when facing Fan Bizhuang.

Looking at Enrique's departing back, Boyan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, a kind of joy of lost and regained welled up in his heart, and he clenched his fists and screamed.

"Oh, oh, I'm going to report to the reserves again...... Phew, why say again? It's a crow's beak......"

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When Fan returned to Tongs, the bar was already open, and although there were only a few customers, it was still open.

"You're back a little late today, Fan."

The fat man Fidel came over and said something teasingly, but he was also a little curious, although Fan Bizhuang would go to the team to train in the past, he would usually come back on time and would not delay the bar's business, but today he returned late, which is quite rare.

"Went to see Aunt Azusena."

This was Fan Bizhuang's answer, and Fidel nodded knowingly. If you go to the cemetery from here, the journey is not too far, nor too close, and it will take at least more than an hour to go back and forth, so he immediately understood why Fan Bizhuang returned late.

Fidel let out an "oh", and Fan Bizhuang spoke again.

"By the way, there may be some delays during this time, and you will come back late, Tongs, you can help take care of it. I'll tell Mr. Plata. ”

“……”

Fidel wanted to complain, "I'm not a full-time bartender, I have my own job!" Can you not use me as a coolie! But his lips moved, but he didn't say anything, and nodded in response.

But he was very curious, why did Fan Bizhuang say this, did he encounter something?

Of course, he couldn't say this question, because Fan Bizhuang went directly to the attic on the second floor, and no one knew what he was thinking.