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Chapter 240 Free Kick

It took a full half a minute before Fan Bizhuang finally escaped from the "claws" of his teammates, and ran to the head coach with a messy "bird's nest" on his head.

"Long time no see, Mr. Manuel, well, and you, Mr. Reuben."

Fan Bizhuang greeted Pellegrini and Mr. Ruben in turn, then stood aside, took out a rubber band from his pocket, and tied up his messy long hair again.

"I think your current image is actually quite good. It looks, uh, how should I put it, more murderous? Why don't you think about it, change your position, and play as a midfielder or defender in the future? If the expression on your face is more aggressive, I guess Without kicking, you can make your opponent tremble in fear."

Pellegrini watched Fan Bizhuang's movements and laughed and joked.

Mr. Ruben looked at his immediate boss in surprise. During this period of time, the team's state was low and the results were poor. As the coach of the first team, the Chilean engineer rarely had a relaxed moment on his face. It's impossible to talk about it, but when I saw Fan Bizhuang, it changed completely.

"It seems that Mr. Manuel really likes this brat."

Mr. Reuben nodded secretly in his heart.Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing. Why was he not the same? Wasn't he also overjoyed when he saw Fan Bizhuang's return?
Fan Bizhuang curled his lips, and finally tied his long hair back. He seemed not to have heard the head coach's teasing, and boasted: "Don't say it, just with my face, someday if I'm on the football field If I can’t keep going, it’s more than enough to shoot a commercial or a movie, and it’s enough to keep countless female fans screaming.”

Pellegrini said he looked "fierce", but he boasted that he was handsome enough to be an idol star, which is thick-skinned.

Pellegrini and Mr. Ruben looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, but this was in line with Fan Bizhuang's style. It is estimated that if Bilian is not wanted, the entire team can only be said by Fan Bizhuang, and He also said plausibly, with a very reasonable appearance.

"How is it, the injury is completely alright?"

No longer entangled in this issue, Pellegrini changed the subject and asked about Fan Bizhuang's injury.

"If there is a problem, I will not appear here."

As he said that, Fan Bizhuang jumped twice on the spot, and then patted his chest heavily, using practical actions to prove that he was very good and had no physical problems at all.

"That's good."

Pellegrini smiled. In fact, he has been paying close attention to Fan Bizhuang's recovery from his injury. Molina called him yesterday to inform him of the news of Fan Bizhuang's return. He also knew that Fan Bizhuang had been to the hospital for reexamination before, and the result was that there was no problem.

Nodding his head, Pellegrini said to Mr. Ruben again: "Ruben, call Kearney."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at Fan Bizhuang: "Although I am very happy that you can return to the team so quickly, some necessary inspections must not be missed. I don't want you to return just now, but something will happen again because you didn't do it well. Accident. Fan, you and Ruben go there together, and Kearney will help you do a full-body checkup and formulate a complete recovery training plan for you by the way."

Fan Bizhuang didn't refute. Such a procedure is essential, and it's useless for him to object. Although he really wanted to get involved in the team's training immediately, he couldn't jump through this part, so he didn't object. Get ready to follow in Mr. Reuben's footsteps.

"Wait, Fan..."

Fan Bizhuang stood still and looked at the head coach suspiciously.

"Are you interested in being the captain of the team?"

Pellegrini looked at him intently.

"what?"

Fan Bizhuang was stunned, his expression was a little at a loss, some were surprised, some couldn't believe it, and there was also a hint of... Expectation?
He was about to say something when he saw Pellegrini suddenly smiled again.

"Go ahead and talk later."

"Oh."

Fan Bizhuang subconsciously responded, full of doubts, and drifted away.

"This kid!"

Pellegrini shook his head, watched Fan Bizhuang's back gradually go away, and turned to walk towards his office building.

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When Fan Bizhuang returned to the training field, there were few people on the field. Except for a few club staff who were tending the turf, there was hardly a single player in sight.

It was almost noon at this point, and the players either returned to their homes for a meal and rest, or went to the cafeteria or the player dormitory.

Fan Bizhuang shook his head, secretly lamenting that this group of guys really had no loyalty, between food and companions, they chose the former without hesitation, and then abandoned him.

Just as he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly ran into the arena.

Riquelme is in the corner of the training ground, doing shooting practice alone.

"Roman."

Fan Bizhuang trotted up to him, and Riquelme had already turned his head and nodded at him with a chuckle.

"You're back, Fan."

"Well, I'm back. I haven't been active for nearly a month, and my body is almost rusted." Fan Bizhuang also nodded with a smile, and then he scratched his head, "Why didn't you go to the cafeteria? Uh, you were waiting for me ?”

"Well, when you came just now, everyone was having too much fun, and I couldn't squeeze in." Riquelme smiled bitterly, and then said, "Besides, I didn't feel hungry, so... while playing Ball, let's wait for you."

"Ah."

There is a gurgling warm current flowing through Fan Bizhuang's heart. The person in front of him, who is also his teacher and friend, gave him great help when he first came to the Love Song Stadium, and taught him many things, not only On the pitch, and off the pitch.Riquelme has contributed a lot to his rapid growth and his ability to gradually become an irreplaceable member of the team.

Feeling moved, but for a while, Fan Bizhuang couldn't find anything to say, so he could only ask a silly question: "How's your time going, Roman?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Fan Bizhuang himself wanted to slap himself a little bit. This question is too stupid, so what?The team's winless streak must have been very unsatisfactory.

Riquelme gave him a look of "you 484 stupid", squatted down, and waved towards the distance: "Spring Festival!"

Spring Festival ran over wagging its big tail. With a contented smile, Riquelme gently stroked Spring Festival's hair, while the big dog stuck out his tongue and licked his hands affectionately.

"I think more about the Spring Festival. Well, I haven't seen it on the training ground for a long time. I'm really not used to it." Riquelme smiled and discussed with Fan Bizhuang, "How about, in the future Even if you can't come here, let the Spring Festival come?"

"..."

Fan Bizhuang was so sad that he was speechless.

There is a saying that clothes are not as good as new ones, and people are not as good as old ones, but what Fan Bizhuang thinks at the moment is, uh, people are not as good as dogs?This is really fucked up!
At this time, I heard Riquelme say again: "By the way, Mr. Manuel said just now that you are going to be promoted to be the captain of the team? The fifth captain?"

"You know it all?"

Fan Bizhuang had a hellish expression on his face. He just heard the head coach mention it a moment ago. Whether there is any impact on this matter is another matter. I don’t want to be so fast, even my teammates know about it?
"You know, I communicate with the coaches a little more." Riquelme smiled and solved Fan Bizhuang's doubts, "But don't worry, only I know about this matter now. I also I learned about it when I was chatting with Mr. Manuel just now."

"Oh. Sir, I did mention it to me just now, and then... there is no more to say." Fan Bizhuang said honestly, "But... what is the fifth captain?"

"It's the team's fifth overall captain. When Alvarez, Josico, Marcos and... me, the four are away, you are the wearer of the captain's armband."

"..."

Fan Bizhuang was depressed and speechless, and it took him a long time to wave his hand and said: "Forget it, if you become one, you don't. Fifth captain, are you sure this isn't Mr. Manuel teasing me?"

Riquelme also had a face full of laughter: "When I just found out, I couldn't laugh."

Anyone with a normal mind would know what they were laughing at.Although the current captains of the team cannot guarantee a good attendance rate, but the fifth captain, it is basically impossible for him to wear the captain's armband.

Patting Spring Festival on the head again, the big dog wagged its tail and ran away to play again. Riquelme stood up and suddenly changed the subject: "Have you thought about leaving here? I mean Yes, at least within a short period of one or two years, will you leave?"

"Ah?" Perhaps it was because the topic changed too quickly, or Riquelme's question was too sudden, Fan Bizhuang was stunned for a moment, seeing the other party looking at him fixedly, as if waiting For his own answer, Fan Bizhuang shook his head resolutely, "I don't want to leave here. At least for now."

"That's good." Riquelme smiled, "Then I can rest assured."

"Don't worry about what?" Fan Bizhuang asked suspiciously.

"I have decided to renew my contract with the club," Riquelme said. "I am happy to play with you, but if you want to leave, there is no point in staying."

Fan Bizhuang understood, and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.He didn't ask the reason for this, he just needed to know that his friend, his "teacher", was because he stayed, and that was enough.

The atmosphere is silent, but touching enough.

"By the way, Roman, I just saw that you seemed to be practicing shooting?"

Fan Bizhuang found the topic again.

"Yeah, I'm practicing free kicks. Why, do you want to learn? Your passing and shooting skills are good, and your accuracy is also very high. If you practice free kicks seriously, you will definitely gain a lot."

Fan Bizhuang's eyes lit up, and Riquelme's proposal immediately moved his heart.

"If you're sure you don't want to eat, well, I'd like to..."

"..."

The noon sun poured down on the earth, and on the green grass, the two figures were stretched longer and longer...

　PS: I recommend the old book "Green Master", friends who like sports can go and read it, thank you for playing football!
　　


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