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Chapter 51
A day later, Molina waited outside the police station for Fan Bizhuang, which had been closed for the night.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was somewhat silent.

The Spring Festival came out from the side and jumped into Fan Bizhuang's arms. It seemed to know that its "running around" this time had caused a lot of trouble for its master. It kept sticking out its big tongue and licking Fan Bizhuang's cheeks. Make an aggrieved "woo hoo" sound.

"It's okay, Spring Festival, you are doing well."

Fan Bizhuang gently stroked Spring Festival's head, pampering him incomparably.

When Fan Bizhuang said this, the awkward atmosphere eased a little. With a "puchi~", Molina even burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Fan Bizhuang was puzzled.

"After listening to your praise of Spring Festival, for some reason, I remembered yesterday, the scene of Spring Festival raising his foot to pee on that bastard's face, ha, isn't this funny, and you are not relieved?"

Speaking of this, Molina couldn't help but laugh again.Yesterday, Rusto, who was outspoken, was repaired miserably. Not only was his face beaten like a pig's head, but the Spring Festival also gave him an even greater humiliation - he lifted his foot and left a mark on that bastard's face.

Fan Bizhuang also laughed when he heard the words: "It's really relieved."

"Ow~Ow~"

I called out at the right time during the Spring Festival, and my face was all due to me, so please praise my expression.

This made Fan Bizhuang and Molina overjoyed, because the haze brought about by this incident seemed to have been blown away a lot.

"I'm sorry, Fan, I didn't expect the club to let Rusteau come to greet you, nor did I expect him to speak rudely."

Molina suddenly stopped and stood on the side of the road, looking at the person and dog in front of him.

"Don't take it to heart, Mr. Molina, no one could have expected such a thing."

Fan Bizhuang squatted down, put the Spring Festival down, and sat on the flower bed by the roadside without getting up again.

"You're being impulsive, though, Van. You shouldn't be kidding about your own football fate."

Molina also sat down beside him, with a look of deep fatigue on his face.

Fan Bizhuang didn't answer his question. He suddenly smiled and asked, "Is the matter settled? What did they say?"

"I contacted Mr. Eisner, and he helped the club put pressure on Rusto, and Rusto withdrew the appeal." Molina shook his head, hesitated, and said in a low voice, "But... The nature of this incident is too bad, Fan, I'm afraid you can't stay here. I'm sorry, Fan, I..."

Molina couldn't speak anymore. He tried his best to recommend Fan Bizhuang to the club, and it took a lot of effort to convince him to follow him to the Basque Country. It all came to naught, the club obviously wouldn't want such a rebellious player.Perhaps in their view, he is so irritating before he has become an official professional player, so if he really brought him to the team, wouldn't he become a time bomb in the locker room?
"kindness."

Fan Bizhuang uttered a syllable in his nose, without other words, he just stared blankly at the Spring Festival running around in the flower bed.This dog is still heartless, it seems that no matter how much trouble it causes, as long as it passes, it will still be alive and kicking.

"Actually, from the time I started, I guessed that this would be the result, not surprising at all. If I were the owner or head coach of the club, I would not want such a violent player."

Molina raised his head, slightly surprised: "Then you still..."

"I don't regret it, Mr. Molina. Everyone has their own most important things in their hearts. Maybe this interview is rare, but the Spring Festival is more important to me. If I do it again, I believe I will still use my own Fist, shut that bastard up."

"You know, I'm an orphan. Ever since Aunt Azucena left, I've lived alone. The only thing that can accompany me is the Spring Festival. It's not only my pet, but also my relatives." Fan Bi Zhuang beckoned, Spring Festival crawled obediently in front of him, Fan Bizhuang gently combed its hair with his hands, "I was born in winter, Aunt Azucena told me that my birthday happened to be my birthday. On the day of the Spring Festival in the motherland, I picked up the Spring Festival in the winter later, and this became its name, and the two of us depended on each other for life..."

Molina sat quietly, looking at the boy in front of him quietly, seeing nostalgia for the past in his eyes, listening to him calmly telling his own story, and watching him immerse himself in his own world.

"I can't stand someone hurting my loved ones, Mr. Molina, what would you do if your daughter was humiliated or hurt?"

Fan Bizhuang seemed to withdraw from his world, and suddenly asked Molina a question.

"I think I will fight desperately with each other." Molina replied very firmly.

Fan Bizhuang nodded and smiled: "So, we all have people and things that we want to protect. I know that my character and temper are bad, but I never thought about changing. I live for myself, and I don't I care about what other people think, as long as I am happy, what does it matter what others think? Mr. Molina, I hope that I will still be me in ten years, 20 years, or even when I am old!"

"I'm still... me?"

There was an inexplicable brilliance in Molina's eyes. He remembered his past. He used to be full of ambition and high spirits, but in the face of reality, he gradually smoothed his edges and corners and compromised to life bit by bit.

He was not wrong, but sometimes when he faced the mirror, he would feel unfamiliar with his own face.

People will grow and change. When looking back, is that you still the same you?

Molina lowered his head and was thinking, while Fan Bizhuang had already stood up.

"So farewell, Mr. Molina. I know where to catch the bus. I will go back to Barcelona alone. Although it didn't work out, I still appreciate your willingness to bring me here. Goodbye, my friend."

Fan Bizhuang waved his hand, took the Spring Festival with him, and turned to leave.

"Wait, Van. I'm coming with you."

After a long while, Fan Bizhuang's figure had already gone away, and Molina realized that he trotted after him. Looking at Fan Bizhuang's puzzled eyes, he smiled awkwardly, "Actually, I was also fired by the club. gone."

Staring deeply at the other party, Fan Bizhuang nodded: "Sorry, Mr. Molina, you lost your job because of my troubles."

"I don't want to do such a suffocating job. I have hands and feet, and I won't starve to death if I lose this job." Molina patted Fan Bizhuang on the shoulder, "I'll go back with you .”

"Your home is here..."

"I know, but my work is not done yet." Molina vowed, "I like football very much and have never given up. Even if I am fired by the club now, I still will not give up. So..."

He spread his hands and said firmly: "Since I said that I want to bring you into the professional league, then I will definitely do it. I have many friends, and I can help you find other teams. Don't worry, this time is Work for free, without revenge."

Fan Bizhuang smiled: "Thank you."

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"Hey, Khosla, I want to recommend a player to you. Great player. He is a genius with extraordinary talent and potential. Trust me, I'm not bragging...Okay, goodbye then."

"Gulson, my buddy, I want to ask you... what? If it's the guy who hit someone, you don't want it? Damn, that incident wasn't entirely Fan's fault, and Fan is a mild-mannered player ..."

"Jolson, how about I bring a good player to you tomorrow to try?...What, your club doesn't need to recruit new players for the time being...Listen to me, hey...Damn bastard!"

It has been two days since he returned to Barcelona. Molina has used his contacts to find many friends, but with little effect.The so-called good things do not go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. The story of Fan Bizhuang beating Rusto at the Athletic Bilbao training ground has been spread in a certain circle. For such a "villain" who dared to beat the staff in public , Just in terms of character, he has been blacklisted by many clubs.

Therefore, Molina did contact a lot of people, but when they heard the name of the recommended young player, these people hung up the phone in a hurry-just kidding, who would dare to want such a thorny head, one is not good, the team Hitting teammates is light, maybe even the coach is beaten together?

"Okay, Fan, you're already famous, you're famous! From this point of view, you are extremely successful. Before you officially stepped into the professional football circle, you already have a big name."

Molina put down the phone and said helplessly, "It's just that such a reputation is notoriety."

Fan Bizhuang sat behind the bar, spread his hands, and replied, "If it really doesn't work, it's okay, I can go back to La Masia."

"What do you do when you go back? Let your teammates point at your face and watch jokes? Or continue to wait endlessly?" Molina rejected the proposal, "Give me two more days, if it doesn't work, we go England, go to Germany, try other European countries! I don’t believe it, I can’t find a professional football team to accept you..."

Fan Bizhuang made a gesture of "as long as you are happy". He opened the drawer to find something, but he saw a white card out of the corner of his eye, and took the card in his hand with a thought.

This is what Mr. Ruben from Villarreal left when he left.He told himself that if he changed his mind, he could call the above number.

The current self can be regarded as a change of heart, right?Uh, forced to change my mind.

Although I don't know whether the other party has heard bad rumors about him from the outside world, or whether the other party is still interested in me, but... it is still an opportunity.

Fan Bizhuang decided to give it a try.

"Molina, here is a business card, call the number on it."

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