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Chapter 495 Fan's Revenge!

At this time in China, the Chinese fans who were watching the live broadcast of the game also exploded.

"Fuck, I'm really convinced by Busquets' performance this time! It's just a pity... Alas, I feel sorry for Master Fan for five seconds!"

"Fan's arm didn't touch Busquets at all. This guy's performance is really exaggerated! But what I want to say is, Mr. referee, do you really have bad eyesight, or did you collect black money, so clumsy Exaggerated acting skills can be believed, MD, don't worry, the La Liga organizing committee will come to your house to check the water meter soon!"

"I always thought that only China has black whistle for match-fixing. It turns out that the crows in the world, no, the leagues in the world are generally black... Now I finally understand why Hollywood has always been the center of the world's entertainment industry. I dare to say that their backup power is endless. Absolutely—La Masia Academy of Film and Television is dedicated to providing Hollywood with young actors!"

"I am a Barcelona fan, but seeing this scene now, I am ashamed to admit my identity as a Barcelona fan! Of course, a mouse droppings does not mean that the whole Barcelona is so 'despicable', so, the Oscar statuette Just award it to Busque!"

"Looking at Fan Ye's lonely back, I suddenly wanted to cry——MD, fortunately, I'm not in China, otherwise, I would have rushed to the scene and slaughtered that actor right away!"

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Fan Bizhuang didn't pay attention to the various voices at the scene, he just walked slowly to the sidelines.

But when passing Messi, Fan Bizhuang stopped.

"This is the third game we've played against each other. Not counting this one, with one win and one loss, we're considered a tie."

Fan Bizhuang looked at Messi, and his expression returned to his usual indifference: "The first time, I was injured and left the field, and we lost the game; the second time, I played the whole game, and we won; this time... "

Under Messi's complicated and incomprehensible gaze, Fan Bizhuang raised his finger: "This is the third time, I hope you can win, because it will make me feel happy and proud-ha, once because I was injured , You got me out once, and you won the final victory twice because of other reasons, which is enough to be my proud talk."

"Because this means that you and your team cannot win against Villarreal with me!"

The tone suddenly became a little violent, with undisguised disdain and sarcasm in his eyes. After Fan Bizhuang finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the court completely.

Messi looked at Fan Bizhuang's gradually walking away figure and remained silent.

Because of the entanglement of the three of them, he was not too far away when the incident happened, and he could see Busquets' "performance" clearly.He knew that Fan Bizhuang was wronged, and he also knew that such a red card should not have happened, but it had already happened, and he was powerless to stop it.

The words Fan Bizhuang dropped, like steel needles, pierced his heart heavily, making him so painful that he couldn't breathe.He really wanted to refute, but in the face of the facts, he didn't know how to refute.

In the past two seasons against Villarreal, Barcelona did not have the upper hand. Even if there were wins, it was because Fan Bizhuang did not play the whole game, and the last time Fan Bizhuang played a full game. In the whole game, Barcelona was defeated cleanly, and now...Although Fan Bizhuang was off the field, he still used two goals to help the submarine take the lead.

Facts speak louder than words. Even if Barcelona can equalize or even overtake the score at the end of the game, so what?They won three points, but lost their pride.

He, Leo Messi, will only end up with the reputation of only beating Villarreal without Fan Bizhuang.

Messi, who is proud in his heart, is suffering more setbacks and blows than the team's two goals behind. He even secretly scolded his friend Busquets in his heart. How about it?Even if they win, they won't be glorious enough!This is simply throwing the pride of his team on the ground!
Messi sighed softly with a complicated expression, and shook his head helplessly.

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"Well done, Fan, you've done well enough."

"You don't have to worry too much about what's happening now, it's not your fault. They gave up their pride, and there's nothing we can do about it!"

When Fan Bizhuang walked off the field, Pellegrini stepped forward and hugged him, which was both comforting and encouraging. When the referee showed his lover a red card, he was also extremely angry, wishing to rush into the field to kill the Hollywood actor He grabbed it and beat him up, but it was just thinking about it, Pellegrini restrained his anger rationally.

Fan Bizhuang nodded to him and continued to walk forward. The assistant coach Mr. Ruben handed him a dry towel, but Fan Bizhuang stretched out his hand and pushed it away.

Pellegrini was a little worried: "Where are you going, Fan?"

"I'm going back to the locker room first. I want to take a shower."

Fan Bizhuang didn't look back, walked slowly into the player tunnel, and soon disappeared at the end of the tunnel.

"I'll follow and have a look."

Mr. Ruben also felt that something was wrong with Fan Bizhuang, so he told the head coach and followed him into the player tunnel.

No wonder Mr. Ruben is worried, because this is obviously not Fan Bizhuang's style.Fan Bizhuang is a person who says what he says, basically he doesn't hide things in his heart, let alone say that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years - because he can't wait that long, and usually there is a revenge on the spot Just reported it.

Busquets' performance made him suffer such a big loss, and he was even expelled from the field by the referee. Under normal circumstances, it is only natural for Fan Bizhuang to jump into a rage and punch him. Indignation and yelling and scolding are also indispensable.

But now... Fan Bizhuang, who was silent and silent, was obviously not quite right.

Mr. Ruben is really afraid that Fan Bizhuang will do something wrong. Anyway, if he wants to believe that Fan Bizhuang has endured this bad breath, he will not believe anything. Even if someone says that tomorrow is the end of the world, Mr. Ruben may still believe it, but if Fan Bizhuang is an honest child who suffers from being wronged silently, as long as his mind is not confused, he will never believe it!

Mr. Ruben hurried into the locker room of the team. The locker room was quiet at this time. The belongings of the players and staff were piled up everywhere, but there was the sound of running water in the room. Obviously, someone was bathing in it.

"Could it be that I'm overthinking it? Or is it that Fan has matured completely now? This... this is unscientific!"

Before entering the locker room, Mr. Ruben imagined what kind of scene it would be like. Fan Bizhuang was jumping and yelling, or throwing things with his arms, or he was using the wall as Busquets, taking his feet Kicking hard... But the current scene made him a little dumbfounded. Although he couldn't figure out why Fan Bizhuang was so calm at the moment, it was a good thing after all, and he was slightly relieved.

Leaning softly outside the shower room and listening for a while, he did not find anything unusual. Mr. Ruben was finally relieved, turned around and walked out of the dressing room, and closed the door by the way——Fan’s mood at the moment may be Very bad, then leave this quiet environment to him.

Mr. Ruben left very understandingly, but what he didn't know was that after a while, Fan Bizhuang, who was shirtless and wearing only a bath towel, came out of the shower room, glanced in the direction of the door, Turning around, he opened his locker and took out his mobile phone from inside.

The phone was dialed quickly, and there was a slightly noisy voice from the other side, and Fan Bizhuang even heard swearing from inside.

"Huh, Van? Hey, man, aren't you supposed to be racing right now? Oh no, sorry, I forgot, you seem to be..."

A young voice came from there, but it stopped quickly, obviously aware of his gaffe.

Fan Bizhuang shook his head and asked, "Ralph, where are you?"

"Ha, where else can I be? Of course I'm on the way to deliver the cake. You know, that old guy Elson is a vampire. Poor thing, I can only run errands for him day and night. Oh, the stall I'm exhausted physically and mentally with such an old man!" Ralph lamented on the other end of the phone.

"But why did I hear the sound of the TV broadcast over there? Well, it seems that there are still people yelling? Ralph, you are not working again, so you went to the bar to watch the game with your friends?"

"Hey, hey, Fan, although we are friends, you can't slander me. I'm a hardworking and brave boy, I... okay," hearing Fan Bizhuang's sneer on the other end of the phone, Lal Husband raised his hand and surrendered, "I know I can't hide it from you. Yes, my friend and I are watching your game in the bar. I have to say, that guy is really a good actor! La Masia is a film and television company that specializes in training Hollywood backup actors. Base... well, sorry, Pham, you know, I didn't take you with me."

"Okay, I'm not interested in what you're doing, because I know what you're going to do next. Go back to your little shop, get dozens of cakes, and then, with your friends, give them all to me Hit the bus in Barcelona. How about it, no problem?"

"Of course there is a problem. Come on, Fan, we're watching the team's game right now, and besides, it's so late, there are so many cakes in the shop, it's too late to make them now. Just spare me... "

"Okay, I'm going to call Elson and tell him I need dozens of cakes, but your son tells me he's not available because he's hanging out with his cronies at the bar..."

"You win, Van!"

"It doesn't make me happy to be out of breath. So . . . thank you, Ralph."

"I'm not happy, Fan. Well, since I promised you, then leave it to us, hang up first, and we have to prepare. I hope there is still time."

After hanging up the phone, Fan Bizhuang sat down on the chair.Although under the persuasion of his teammates, he had to restrain his anger, but he still felt uncomfortable in his heart. When did he suffer such a loss?If he can't breathe, he won't be happy at all.

Of course, malicious fights and brawls after the game are bad things, if you can, try not to do them as much as possible, but... it's okay to disgust the other party, right?

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