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Chapter 45 Problem Solving
It has been two days since I returned to La Masia, but Fan Bizhuang is still in a low mood, because after losing the game, Enrique suddenly increased the amount of training, Fan Bizhuang is still accepting the devil with the team. However, no matter how tired he was, Fan Bizhuang endured it silently without saying a word.

In the past two days, he hardly spoke, except for the occasional self-contained words with Spring Festival, and even when his "dog leg" Lauren came over, he was unwilling to speak to him.

Although Fan Bizhuang has always been taciturn in the training camp, this situation is obviously not normal. Enrique feels that this is the "sequel" brought to Fan Bizhuang after the match with Real Sociedad.

Although this cold guy seems to have a good psychological endurance, it doesn't mean that he won't have self-doubt. After all, he is only a 17-year-old boy.

So, Enrique felt that he should do something.

During the interval between training sessions, the young players gathered together in twos and threes, drinking water to replenish water, or chatting in low voices, while Fan Bizhuang sat alone on the sidelines, staring at the blue sky in a daze.

Two days have passed since the game against Real Sociedad, but Fan Bizhuang has been thinking about a question, that is why he performed so poorly in the game.Back in Barcelona, ​​he was still in a state of ease in training, which was completely different from the previous games, so doubts always lingered in his heart.

Enrique guessed that Fan Bizhuang was hit in that game. In fact, there may have been some blows, but more, it was because the two completely different performances in training and competition made him feel very troubled. Want to unlock the answer, for this, almost got into the horns.

Of course, his repeated thinking is still useless. He is just a football apprentice, and his vision and angle of seeing problems are extremely limited. real answer.

And not being able to think of an answer to the question was the reason why Fan Bizhuang was depressed.After several months of special training, Fan Bizhuang felt that he had more and more hope of playing professional football and entering the top league. Now, well, he began to feel that if his performance in the game was still like this in the future If it was a mess, he wondered if his future in La Masia would be bleak.

Just when Fan Bizhuang looked up at the sky boredly, a smiling face appeared in his eyes.It's head coach Luis Enrique.

"What are you thinking about? Is it the previous game against Real Sociedad?" This was Enrique's opening remarks. Then the subject changed, and Enrique, who shook his head, said bluntly, "Your performance was not very good that day. Fan."

"I'm sorry, Coach Enrique."

Fan Bizhuang responded to the other party with a somewhat frustrated voice.

He doesn't have many friends in La Masia, and even fewer believers, but Enrique is one of the few, because he is willing to help himself, so at this moment, Fan Bizhuang feels a little sorry for the cultivation of the other party, and feels ashamed face him.

"But don't be discouraged, Fan, I know that's not your real level." Enrique squatted down, and he glanced at Vilanova who was doing his work, "If you have any doubts, you can ask Tito Help, although he doesn't talk much, which is the same as you, but he likes you very much, I believe you are also aware of this, he will help you."

Fan Bizhuang glanced over there, but didn't speak.He can tell Enrique that he is not an active person, and he will not ask if the other party does not tell him, and Vilanova has the same personality as himself, which makes Fan Bizhuang feel that if he goes to him by himself, the other party will definitely Help him find the problem and solve it, but ridicule is indispensable, and he will feel very humiliated.

In fact, Enrique's words were somewhat beyond Fan Bizhuang's expectations. He thought he would be reprimanded and then announced that he would be out of the next game. Unexpectedly, Enrique came to encourage him.

"Of course, you can also come to me, Fan. Don't hold back any questions in your heart. It is easy to go wrong. I have been a player and now I am also a football coach. I know what the players are thinking, so the general problem Can't trap me." Enrique glanced at Vilanova again, knowing their personalities and the way they get along, he naturally understood that it was Fan Bizhuang's "fragile self-esteem" that caused the trouble, and he didn't dwell on this issue any longer. , Changed the way to continue chatting, "I remember that you showed good physical fitness in the physical examination and daily training, and you also performed well in the team competition, right?"

Fan Bizhuang nodded, he knew that the important point was coming.

"But you felt tired in the last game, and you always seemed to be unable to use your strength, am I right?" Before Fan Bizhuang could answer, Enrique waved his hand and continued, "Actually, you don't have to Too worried. Fan, your training plan was jointly developed by Tito and I, and I can see your daily performance very clearly, so you don’t need to deny your ability at all.”

"But I just feel that I can't keep up with everyone, including the opponent's footsteps, and I feel tired..."

"This is the crux of the problem." Enrique spread his hands and smiled, "Actually, there is nothing wrong with your body and physical fitness. To be honest, Fan, among the young players in the same age group, you are the most physically fit person I have ever seen. One of the best people."

"Your problem is that you don't know enough about the professional game, remember what I told you before the game?" Enrique asked.

Fan Bizhuang thought for a while, "Don't underestimate your opponent? Take the game seriously?"

"Yes. To put it bluntly, the league of the youth group is already a regular professional league. In terms of rhythm and confrontation, it is not far behind the top league." Enrique pointed out the crux of the problem, "After all, training and intra-team competition It cannot be compared with real professional games. The rhythm of intra-team games is always relatively slow. You can calmly stop the ball and turn around, and then decide what to do next, but this will not work in professional games, because the rhythm of professional games Faster, more intense confrontation. You have to observe the game all the time, and be prepared, and think about what to do next after you receive the ball. You can only observe in advance, make judgments in advance, hesitate, Procrastinating will only get you stuck in the mud."

When Fan Bizhuang thought about the game that day, his body seemed to be in a relatively relaxed state. When the ball was passed, his movements were very slow, slow to stop the ball, slow to observe, and slow to pass the ball.He seemed to feel he had grasped the crux of the matter.

"You're very smart, Fan." Enrique looked at Fan Bizhuang's thoughtful expression and said with admiration, "Yes, you haven't adapted to professional games, and you haven't adapted in any way, so your ability can't be fully utilized .But this is not a terrible thing, just find the problem and solve it, and the solution is very simple, that is to let you play more games and accumulate more experience. So you don't need to worry at all, I and Tito is doing it."

"Of course, we will also make some changes to your training plan accordingly. We will keep your body in good condition all the time, which will allow you to enter the rhythm of the game faster."

Enrique only gave a general idea, but the specific meaning has already been expressed, and Fan Bizhuang also understood that the haze that has lingered in his heart for several days has a tendency to dissipate, since the head coach has told him that there is a solution If there is a way, then he really doesn't need to worry too much.As long as you do what Enrique said, the problem will be solved.

"Thank you, Coach Enrique."

Fan Bizhuang expressed his gratitude sincerely. Although his face still looked a little cold, the sincerity in his tone was beyond doubt.

"Ha, I'm your coach, Tito is the same, we all want our children to be the best."

Enrique nodded with a smile.

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Vilanova did her own thing well and walked over to Enrique, who was playing a clapping game with Spring Festival.

"Have you talked to him?"

Enrique nodded.

"Sometimes the characters of the two of you are really troublesome. If you don't ask, I won't tell. This is really..."

"Actually, I'm going to talk to him after training today. But since you've already talked, there's no need for that."

Bilanoit left such a sentence, and went to busy with his own affairs again.

Enrique opened his mouth and suddenly felt very depressed.

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"Fan! Fan!"

"Come on! You will be the best!"

After the training, Fan Bizhuang passed by the sidelines carrying the training equipment, and heard the familiar shouts again.

Sure enough, as soon as he looked up, he saw Pablo, the daddy who was yelling outside the fence. Luna was still riding on his neck, and kept babbling, and the two little fans punched four Waving down.

These are Fan Bizhuang's "only two" fans. At least after the last signature event, as long as there is training, the father and daughter will come to the training ground to cheer for Fan Bizhuang.

Fan Bizhuang stopped and smiled in that direction.

But soon the smile withdrew, glanced at the middle-aged man standing beside Pablo's father and daughter, turned his head and left.

The middle-aged man is naturally Molina. The scout who works for Athletic Bilbao has recently changed his strategy. He went from behind the scenes to the front of the stage. Every day, he would stand at the place closest to Fan Bizhuang, chattering endlessly .

This is an expression of dedication and seriousness to work, but in Fan Bizhuang's view, it is really annoying.

Looking at Fan Bizhuang who was drifting away, Molina didn't show any embarrassment on his face. After working for so many years, he has already practiced a thick-skinned kung fu without changing his face.

"I said, Molina, can you stay away from me next time? Every time you appear by my side, Fan won't come over to chat with us."

Fatty Pablo and Molina are also acquainted, and he also knows that the other party is a scout. He is very open about this and doesn't care. It's just that Molina hurts their father and daughter and can't do much with Fan Bi. Zhuang exchanged, very dissatisfied.

Luna hit Molina on the head with her little pink fist: "Bad! Bad! You... go away!"

"What a naughty and cute little angel." Ignoring Pablo's complaints, Molina pinched Luna's pink and tender face lightly, and said with a smile, "Isn't there a saying in Fan's hometown called sincerity?" So, is gold and stone open? I don't have a thick skin, how can I make Fan look different? Ha, I must stick to it!"

There was a determined look on Molina's face, but little Luna punched him on the forehead again.

Pablo smiled happily and hugged his angel and left: "May your dreams come true, goodbye, buddy!"

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