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Chapter 217 Running to the Stadium

Fan Bizhuang slowly ran towards the city. What he didn't know was that at the Camp Nou, Pellegrini and his coaching team were already impatient.

After having a meal at the hotel where they stayed at noon, the team took a brief rest and then went to the Camp Nou for adaptive training.It stands to reason that at this time, Fan Bizhuang should be there to join the team, but after waiting, Fan Bizhuang still didn't even see anyone.

That's all. After all, Fan Bizhuang was born in the La Masia training camp. He is very familiar with this field, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't carry out adaptive training.But the problem is that after the team's activities, Fan Bizhuang still did not show up, and Pellegrini immediately realized that something was wrong.

He urged Mr. Luben to call Fan Bizhuang, but Mr. Luben told him that the signal in the suburbs was not very good. He made several calls, but he couldn't get through.

When it was nearly five o'clock, the two teams that were about to play had already started to warm up before the match. Fan Bizhuang still did not appear at the Nou Camp. Pellegrini was really anxious. If it continues to delay, he can only remove Fan Bizhuang's name from the 18-man squad or the starting list. Who knows if he can arrive on time? But Bi Zhuang couldn't come, or was late, that would be a real joke.

"Has Fan not come back yet?"

A staff member had already come to urge him, and Pellegrini turned to ask his assistants, with a very depressed expression.

"I'm coming!"

At this time, Mr. Ruben, the teaching assistant, ran over with a phone in his hand.

Pellegrini looked excited: "Here you come? Fan is back? Where is he? This brat, after the game is over, I must teach him a lesson. I don't know if there is a game today, so slow ..."

Although he said that he wanted to teach Fan Bizhuang a lesson, he breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, as long as he arrived on time, everything else was a minor problem.

However, Mr. Ruben's next answer made him feel like he was on the verge of fainting.

"No, Fan hasn't arrived yet, but it's coming soon." Seeing his immediate superior's expression was unfriendly, Mr. Ruben quickly pointed to the phone and explained, "The call got through. Fan said he was on his way, so he should be able to arrive in time." When he arrived at the Camp Nou, his luck was a bit bad, and his car broke down..."

"The car broke down? Let me tell you!" Pellegrini glared, grabbed the phone from the assistant's hand involuntarily, and yelled at the phone, "Fan, you brat, you... hello Hey, where are you? Why is there no sound?"

Before the curse was spoken, there was only the sound of "hey, hey, hey", and Pellegrini felt that he was about to choke out internal injuries.Mr. Ruben answered the phone and called twice, then shook his head with a wry smile, "I guess there is no signal again."

"..." Pellegrini was speechless, with a depressed expression that wanted to get angry but had no place to vent it.

"Sir, the starting list..."

Mr. Ruben was afraid that his immediate superior would vent his anger on him, but he had to ask, so he could only ask carefully and softly.

"No one is here, why are you talking about starting? Cross it out! Let this bastard sit on the bench, no, he won't be allowed to sit on the bench, and don't write his name on the 18-man list!"

Pellegrini was furious and waved his hand impatiently. Mr. Ruben nodded and was about to go to work on what the coach told him, but Pellegrini stopped him again.

"What did that brat say just now? Are you sure he said he would arrive in time?"

"Well, that's what he said, but..."

"Forget it, let's put his name on the starting list."

The players around all looked like they were holding back their laughter. Mr. Manuel's inconsistency was really quite humorous.

Pellegrini also knew that his inconsistent rhetoric was a bit self-defeating, so he glared at his disciples bitterly, turned around and left with an angry look again.

In the absence of the head coach, the players finally had no scruples and laughed wantonly.

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After running for almost half an hour, Fan Bizhuang was finally approaching the urban area. A black car passed by him, and then slowly backed away.

The car window rolled down, and a familiar face appeared in front of Fan Bizhuang.

A chubby head stuck out from the car window with a look of surprise: "Fan?"

Fan Bizhuang was also stunned, and then he was overjoyed. He stopped and panted slightly: "Pabo! Come on, take me to the Nou Camp."

The fat man was Fan Bizhuang's first fan when he was in the La Masia reserve team, Juan Pablo. Fan Bizhuang didn't know why this guy suddenly appeared here, but anyway, for him It's all good news, he can take Pablo's car to the Nou Camp, instead of running out of breath like now.

"Tsk tsk, every time I see you, you will give me a lot of surprises. I said you are going to play a league game with the team today. If you don't stay with your teammates and coaches, it's not shit to run here Seeing your sweaty face, are you playing performance art?"

Pablo made a joke, and then pointed to the back door of the car, "Come on, Fan, although you are not a Barcelona player now, but who told me that I am your fan, and I am also going to the Nou Camp to watch the football match, Just hit the road with you."

As he said that, he murmured to himself: "Am I considered an enemy? Ha, you must know that you are our opponent now. If you perform well in the competition, then I will not harm me." Team?"

Fan Bizhuang smiled cheerfully, and he opened the car door and got in directly.It's just that as soon as he entered, he was stunned. A little girl carved in pink and jade was staring at him with big watery eyes, and stretched out her small pink fist to scratch his hair.

"Hit, hit you... bad brother... stinky brother..."

He touched Luna's little head, but in exchange for the little girl's disgusted expression, Fan Bizhuang smiled wryly and said to Pablo: "I said Pabo, little Luna should not be in such a short time Know me? My first fan, just forget about me like this?"

"I haven't forgotten, but it's true that I have resentment towards you."

The car had restarted, and Pablo said while driving with a smile, "Who told you to leave La Masia and join another team? That's okay, and now you're back with your new club. Tsk tsk, Fan, are you going to stage the Prince's Revenge? After you left, little Luna was sad for a long time, and pestered Brother Fan who asked me to ask for him every day... You are not a loli killer, are you? Haha!"

"There is nothing I can do. There is no place for me in Barcelona, ​​so I can only seek development elsewhere." Fan Bizhuang stretched out his hand and hugged little Luna in his arms, and the little girl beat him with teeth and claws , but Luna was just acting coquettish and playing with her temper. Fan Bizhuang teased her for a while, and the little girl smiled and had a great time with her idol again.

"Little Luna, do you still like Brother Fan?" Fan Bizhuang asked with a grimace.

"I like it. But I don't like it. Pabo said that you will help the bad guys and come back to bully our team, saying that you are also a bad guy. Bad guy, bad guy, Brother Fan is a bad guy."

The little powder fist danced wildly again, and Fan Bizhuang said depressedly: "Little Luna, you are my first fan. If you don't like Brother Fan anymore, Brother Fan will be so sad."

As she said that, she scratched the little girl's armpit with both hands, and Luna couldn't stop giggling.

"Don't look at little Luna saying that she doesn't like you anymore, but that's just talking, she has been paying attention to you, every time she sees you on TV, she is so excited, and pesters me to give her I bought a lot of your posters and portraits, and her small room is full of your posters."

Pablo turned his head and said something again, Fan Bizhuang laughed and teased little Luna back and forth.

I only heard Pablo say again: "I have to say that although Luna and I don't want you to leave Barcelona, ​​it turns out that you were right to leave in the first place, Fan, you are completely different now. I don’t even know you. Now, no one in Catalonia knows your name. Whether you are a Barcelona player or not, you were born in La Masia after all. Many people are very proud of it. .Anyway, I don't care about others, and Little Luna and I will always support you."

"Thank you, Pabo."

"Thank you, no need, you just need to play football seriously. Anyway, watching you play football is also a kind of joy to us. Maybe one day, you will come back again, who knows."

Pablo and Little Luna became his fans when they were worthless. Fan Bizhuang believed that their support and love for him came from the bottom of their hearts, and this was what moved him the most.But he didn't respond to Pablo's last half sentence, go back?
Fan Bizhuang shook his head, this is almost impossible.He is living very well and happily in the small town now, and if possible, he hopes to stay there forever.Even if he will leave one day, he probably doesn't think it is possible for him to return to Catalonia.

Avoiding this topic, the car drove all the way, and the three people in the car were also chatting, and quickly approached the destination.

However, when there were two or three kilometers away from the Camp Nou, the car had to stop.At this point in time, it was the time when a large number of fans gathered and rushed towards the stadium. The road conditions were very bad, and now it was even more congested and unable to walk.

"It's blocked, I guess we'll have to wait for a while." The car couldn't move, so Pablo simply turned off the engine. He asked Fan Bizhuang, "Is there time?"

Fan Bizhuang looked at his watch, it was almost six o'clock.He dared not delay any longer.

He shook his head, touched little Luna's head, opened the car door, and walked down.

"It's not far away, I'll take a step first, let's run."

Pablo nodded, but little Luna was reluctant to let go, and even stretched out her hands, wanting Fan Bizhuang to hug her and go with her.

"Hey, Luna, stay with Dad. Stay here during the Spring Festival, with you. After the game is over, Brother Fan will come to you, okay?"

Fan Bizhuang smiled at little Luna, nodded to Pablo, and ran straight out.

He felt that today he was really a tragedy. The car had a problem and ran once, but now because of the traffic jam, he had to run again.The game was returned to the media, but he ran the marathon first, thinking about it, there was no one else.

"Fan, come on!"

From a distance, Pablo shouted at Fan Bizhuang's back.

Fan Bizhuang continued to run forward without looking back, waved his hands with his back turned, and rushed into the crowd.

(End of this chapter)