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Chapter 47 It's time for you to think about your future
"Why, aren't you happy, Fan?"

In the Tongs bar, Molina took out a coin and threw it into the coin box consciously, then took a beer and sat at the edge of the bar.

He has been in the city of Barcelona for several months. His purpose is very simple and direct. He just wants to have more contact with Fan Bizhuang, and if possible, to impress him more deeply. development of his work.

Obviously, he did it. He would go to the training ground every day to cheer for Fan Bizhuang by the fence. Later, he found out that Fan Bizhuang worked part-time as a waiter in a small bar, and he came here from time to time. Contribute to turnover.

From being unpopular at the beginning, to now 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 pretty good, at least from Fan Bizhuang's attitude towards him, he noticed that the other party did not feel disgusted .

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

In fact, Molina has asked such questions no less than ten times, but every time Fan Bizhuang is not interested in talking.It was the same this time. Molina just asked casually out of habit. What surprised him was that this time, Fan Bizhuang actually spoke.

"Crozas and Bartra will report to the first team tomorrow."

Fan Bizhuang rested his chin with his hand, but didn't raise his head, as if he was answering Molina's question or muttering to himself.

Molina froze for a moment, he understood the meaning of Fan Bizhuang's words, and also felt the unwillingness and loss in these words.

It has been a long time since I observed Fan Bizhuang closely, and Molina knows the growth of Fan Bizhuang well.He believed that Fan Bizhuang was a genius, and Fan Bizhuang also proved this with practical actions.With the gradual adaptation to the official game, Fan Bizhuang's performance in the youth league is getting better and better. His passing is the most powerful weapon of the Barcelona reserve team.

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

It is true that young players like Bojan, Pedro, and Busquets are truly talented players in the eyes of more people, but Molina just believes that Fan Bizhuang is not inferior to them.In terms of passing, none of these people can compare with it.They are better than Fan Bizhuang in many aspects, but Fan Bizhuang is still very young, and he still has more potential, which means that he has a broader space for development.

Now he has a passing skill that is too much beyond his peers, so when Fan Bizhuang's potential is fully realized and his other shortcomings are gradually made up for, how eye-catching will his future be?

But such a genius is not appreciated by the first team.The young players on the training ground kept leaving, either promoted to the first team, or went to other teams, looking for better development opportunities.

But Fan Bizhuang still sticks here, waiting for this call, even though it seems a bit far away.

For any young man with a football dream, the biggest wish is to be able to play in the top professional games, and Fan Bizhuang is no exception. He just watched his teammates come and go, but he could only wait for the call that is far away. , It is reasonable to feel unwilling and resentful in my heart.

As a scout, his professional vision must be much better than that of a fledgling rookie like Fan Bizhuang, and his thinking is more far-reaching.

He understands Barcelona's football style, and he is also aware of Fan Bizhuang's shortcomings. It can be said that in his eyes, Fan Bizhuang is a genius and an out-and-out jade, but in the eyes of others, he is just Not necessarily so anymore.There are too many excellent players in the Barcelona first team. They have excellent skills, they can pass and shoot. In comparison, Fan Bizhuang really has no competitive advantage.

Perhaps the future Fan Bizhuang can also grow to such a point, but how long will it take, one year, two years, or longer?

What he needs now is time, playing more games and practicing at a higher level, but obviously, it is difficult for Barcelona to give him such an opportunity, because Barcelona is a giant and their goal is to compete for the league championship. It is to make a difference in the European arena. It is impossible for them to use the battlefield where they compete for glory as a hotbed for training young people.

Staying in Barcelona, ​​at this stage, can only be wasted years. This is why Molina wants to take Fan Bizhuang away. There are too many outstanding young players here, and the competition is too fierce. Fan Bizhuang The sooner you leave here, the sooner you get more opportunities to play, and you can make greater progress and development.

But thinking about it this way, Molina didn't directly say that Yang Ming was willing to take him away. He knew that Fan Bizhuang still had nostalgia for this place, not for Barcelona, ​​but for Enrique, who discovered and trained him, and Vilanova, after this period of contact, Molina is very clear that although Fan Bizhuang is indifferent and plain, he is a person who pays attention to emotions. The more he wraps himself with a hard and cold outer membrane, The more you care about people who are close to your heart and who are kind to you.

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

Molina hesitated for a moment, organized his words, and responded in a very serious tone: "You are different from them, Fan."

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

"They have been promoted step by step from all levels of Barcelona's reserve team. No matter what level they are in, they are the best players. To be precise, they have long been on the focus list of the first team." Molina continued, "They accept Barcelona's systematic training, they play Barcelona-style football, the club has not been paying attention to them for a year or two, and the senior management knows whether they are suitable for the team and whether they can bring the team. Come to help. They know each other like hell."

"But you are different. Although you have been here for many years, you have been unknown. No one knows what you can do and what you can do. It is undeniable that you are doing well in the reserve team now, but you have to know. Whether a player can become the future pillar of the club does not happen overnight, and the performance at this stage does not explain anything."

"So, this is a gradual process. In the future, you may be able to attract the attention and attention of the club, and you can also go to the first team, but the time? One year, two years? Or longer? You need time to prove You are outstanding, they need time to understand you, accept you, and study whether you are suitable for Barcelona's tactical system..."

"With all due respect, the long wait may have a good result, but I think this is not your best choice."

Molina said a lot in one breath. He felt a little dry. He picked up the beer on the table, raised his head and took a sip, peeking at Fan Bizhuang's expression with his eyes. Unfortunately, there was nothing but calm on the other side's face. Nothing at all.

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 groomed and trained at one club, but they leave for another team because they need to think about their future, they need to find their own opportunities, their sky."

Molina poured all the beer in his hand down his neck, put the empty glass on the bar counter, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"You know Van, I'm a scout and my job is to go around and find good young players. I don't mean to say that, just as a friend, uh, I guess we should be friends, I What I need to tell you is that you are not suitable for Barcelona, ​​at least for the moment you are."

Molina had already raised his legs and walked towards the wooden door, turned his head suddenly, and said seriously, "No matter what your final choice is, Fan, you should think about your future, if you really plan to take professional football as your work."

"crunch~"

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

Fan Bizhuang finally raised his head. He looked at the still shaking wooden door and the figure that had disappeared outside the door, and remained silent for a long time.

"A friend?"

After a long time, Fan Bizhuang looked away, shook his head, and rested his head on the bar counter.

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"Luis, do you think Van is suitable for Barcelona? Or, is Barcelona suitable for him?"

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

Enrique shook his head and remained silent.

But that was enough, Vilanova understood what his friend was thinking.

He shook his head with a wry smile on his face: "If possible, of course I want Fan to stay where we can see him, but now... maybe in the future, Fan can reach the standard of the first team, it's just that One day, I don't know how long it will take."

"What Fan needs is more opportunities and more games, not because of our selfishness, let him stay here all the time, wasting years and waiting hard."

Enrique seemed to have a premonition of what his assistant was going to say, and suddenly raised his head.

"You're right, Louis. There will always be a day when the young eagle will leave its mother's arms and fly high. No matter where he will go in the future or how high he will fly, as long as he is our child, it will be enough."

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

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