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Chapter 123 The holiday is over
Fan Bizhuang bid farewell to his teammates at the gate and told them that he would not participate in the game against a local college amateur team in a few days and that he was going back to his hometown.

This is just an excuse. In fact, he is going to return to Villarreal. The two-month vacation has passed quickly. The pace of the new season is approaching, and the time for the team's assembly is imminent. It is time for him to leave .

For him, he regards this amateur team as an insignificant post in his life, without any emotion. He is just a passerby, coming and going in a hurry.

The teammates didn't know that once he left, there would be no chance to come back. They all felt very sorry that he could not play with everyone in the next game. It has been nearly two months, and everyone has long been used to him being there. The charge on the football field, the Royal Football League's recent rise to fame in the amateur world, most of the credit comes from Fan Bizhuang, and everyone is really not used to him leaving.

The teammates spoke out one after another, some showed reluctance, some asked when he would come back, and some told him that they would definitely win the game and celebrate together when he came back.

Fan Bizhuang just nodded with a faint smile, waved to Mr. Lars, the coach of the amateur team, and turned around to leave.

Mr. Lars is aware of Fan Bizhuang's identity as a professional player. Enrique did not hide this when he first asked him to, so he knows very well that Fan Bizhuang's departure is a real departure. Will not be returning to this little place.

Thinking about it, he saw Fan Bizhuang's ability and level in his eyes, and he was completely different from the players in the amateur league. This small team simply couldn't tolerate him as a giant dragon.He didn't tell the other players about Fan Bizhuang's real identity, so what if he knew it, so what if he didn't know it, for them, Fan Bizhuang was just a passer-by in his life, the two were not in the same world at all, they knew more , but also increase troubles in vain.

"Even so, after all, we have been together for two months... I wish you all the best, Fan, and I hope to see you on TV every weekend in the future."

Mr. Lars sighed with emotion in a low voice, but his expression was a bit astonished. He saw a small player chasing in the direction Fan Bizhuang left.

The young player’s full name is very long, his name is Francisco Roman Aracon Suarez. Everyone calls him Isco kindly, not only because he is young, but also because he is also a very talented seedling. He is outstanding. Although he is in an amateur team, his ability is not bad. It is said that many scouts from semi-professional and even professional clubs are paying attention to him. Except for Fan Bizhuang, he is the veritable No. [-] player in the Royal Football League. Two stars.

"Fan, are you leaving?"

Isko chased after him out of breath, he was a little out of breath because he ran too fast, but his eyes were very clear, and he fixedly looked at Fan Bizhuang who was nearly two heads taller than him.

Fan Bizhuang stopped and looked at him as well.This big boy who is nearly four years younger than him is the most impressive player in this short post. Although he is young, he is really good in all aspects. If he is cultivated, he may really be able to Gain a foothold in professional football circles.

However, whether the opponent has potential has nothing to do with him, and he will not change his career as a scout or recommend him to the club. Everyone has a way to go, and he is just walking on the road. For others, he is not qualified to point fingers.

"Ah."

Fan Bizhuang nodded, as a response to his question.There was a wind blowing, and the long hair that had not been taken care of for two months was blown up by the breeze, flying around loosely. Fan Bizhuang took out a hair band from his pocket, put it on his forehead casually, and fixed the long hair live.

This casual scene made Isco's eyes brighten, with undisguised admiration in his eyes.In fact, in this team, there is no one who does not admire Fan Bizhuang. Although Isco considers himself a young genius, he can't hold up the slightest arrogance in front of Fan Bizhuang. Both parties completely blow him up, and he also regards the other party as an idol, imitating and chasing him at the same time.

But obviously this time is not a good time for fans to go crazy and scream. Isco has not forgotten his purpose of catching up.He felt a little sad, he was very smart, Fan Bizhuang said goodbye to the big guy, and he had a faint feeling that this was a real farewell, and if he said goodbye, he might never see him again.

"You...will never come back again?"

Holding that sliver of luck and hope, Isco asked uncertainly, with hope in his eyes, hoping to hear the answer he wanted.

The result disappointed him, Fan Bizhuang shook his head.

"My vacation is over, Francisco, I have to go back to where I belong."

After a pause, Fan Bizhuang looked at him and continued: "You are a very good player, keep working hard, maybe you may become a real professional player."

After saying this, Fan Bizhuang stopped talking, nodded, turned and left.

"Can you tell me, where is the place you should go back to?"

Isco's shout came from behind.

Fan Bizhuang continued walking without turning his head, his long hair fluttering in the air: "If you want to catch up with me, you can come to Valencia to find me."

The figure gradually drifted away, gradually disappearing at the end of the horizon, and Isco still stood where he was.He clenched his fists tightly and murmured in his heart: "Valencia region? I will go to you, Fan, you are my idol, and I want to fight side by side with you!"

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"welcome!"

"Ring ling ling~" came from the door of the bar, the sound of the wind chimes shaking, and the wooden door "creaked~" and was pushed open. Fidel, who was holding a newspaper in front of the bar, knew that a guest was coming without looking up. He greeted him and continued to read his newspaper.

A tall and thick figure appeared in front of his eyes. Fidel finally raised his head, glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him, and pointed to the note on the wall: "If you want to drink, do it yourself."

This understated service attitude made Andrew's eyelids twitch uncontrollably. He felt a little resentful, but he still didn't forget the purpose of his trip. He asked in a very calm voice: "I heard that Fan lives here Yes, so I want to ask, he..."

Fidel picked up the newspaper with his left hand, and pointed to the diagonally rear corner with his right hand: "There."

Andrew's eyelids twitched again, and he raised his eyes to look over there. The oriental boy he was looking for was staying in the corner, and there were two figures sitting beside him. His eyes were bright, and his bad mood disappeared. He thanked him and walked over there quickly.

"Another one... Is this the fourth one this month, or the fifth one? Alas, I can't remember... But, it's another poor person who was rejected, tsk tsk."

Fidel said cheerfully to himself, and continued to read his newspaper.

After Fan Bizhuang returned to Barcelona, ​​he naturally lived in Tongs. In the past two months, Fidel met many people who came to find Fan Bizhuang. Nature goes without saying.

It's just the result... tsk tsk, do you even need to ask?Fan Bizhuang was originally a professional player in the top league. It is strange that he is interested in these amateur or semi-professional teams.

In the corner, Fan Bizhuang sat with Enrique and Vilanova, talking softly.Enrique is very talkative, and he is basically the one who talks, while Fan Bizhuang and Vilanova, the two cold-faced demon kings, are almost listening to one-man shows, and they say "hehe" from time to time, which is not considered cold .

"By the way, Fan, the opening day of the new league season is not far away, and Villarreal's training camp is about to start. You should go back, right?"

Enrique asked suddenly, and Vilanova looked at Fan Bizhuang, who nodded.

"I invite you here today just to say goodbye to you, and I plan to leave tomorrow."

Enrique drank the liquid in the wine glass in one gulp, nodded and said: "That's fine, you came from La Masia, you can't embarrass me and Tito, you have to perform well in the new season."

Vilanova also nodded: "I wish you well."

Vilanova has such a personality, and Fan Bizhuang is almost like two sides of a mirror, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be looking at yourself.Fan Bizhuang didn't care about his cold response.

"Don't worry, in the past two months, I feel that I have made a lot of progress. The new season will definitely give you a surprise. When I return to Barcelona, ​​I will definitely make your life worse than death!"

Enrique laughed and scolded: "How do you say that, life is better than death? Could it be that you still want to score goals in the game against us?"

"Can't you?"

Fan Bizhuang's rhetorical question made Enrique speechless, but the corner of Vilanova's mouth drew an arc.

"Fan, I found you. I'm Andrew. We met this afternoon. I..."

At this time, a steady voice suddenly sounded, and Andrew had already walked over. He originally wanted to invite Fan Bizhuang again, but when he got closer, he could see clearly the two people sitting with Fan Bizhuang, and his eyes suddenly rolled. The child stared so wide that he couldn't say anything.

Luis Enrique?Tito Vilanova?

How did these two Barcelona coaches come here?Still sitting with his target person, what is the situation?
Could it be that Dongfang No. [-] has attracted Barcelona's attention, and he was cut off by Barcelona?
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