Chapter 9: Leaving Barcelona

"When you're loaning me out to the Bundesliga to play football?"

As the training match was coming to an end, Enrique finally emerged from his office.

As soon as he came out, he found Lin Quan with a serious expression and directly informed him of the club's arrangement.

"Yes, I and the other members of the coaching staff unanimously believe that you need to experience high-level matches to grow faster!"

Enrique said earnestly.

"The first team currently doesn't have a position for you, so we can only loan you out to play in other leagues."

Perhaps feeling that this explanation wasn't persuasive enough, he added:

"The positions in the youth team are also precious. We need to continue promoting and training new young players from the academy."

"You know, this is our longstanding tradition at Barcelona. We value youth training more than any other club!"

Naturally, Lin Quan didn't believe his nonsense.

Rosell had just arrived at the youth team, and Enrique was already planning to loan him out.

If there wasn't something fishy going on, he'd eat his hat backward.

However, Lin Quan didn't oppose Enrique's arrangement.

Enrique was right about one thing: Lin Quan indeed needed high-level matches to continue improving his skills.

Just the training matches within the youth team, after acquiring attributes similar to peak Messi, no longer offered much value for his development.

If he didn't want his skills to stagnate or regress, he needed to start playing in top-level leagues as soon as possible.

And the Bundesliga has fewer matches, placing great importance on protecting and nurturing young players, making it suitable for young talents to level up.

Therefore, Lin Quan was quite satisfied with this arrangement.

But he wasn't going to let Enrique's scheme succeed easily.

So he deliberately spoke up: "I'm quite happy at Barcelona. I'm not going anywhere!"

When Enrique heard this, he immediately became anxious.

Rosell had asked him to get rid of Lin Quan, and he had assured the former that he would handle the matter.

If Lin Quan didn't agree to the loan at this point, he would be in a bit of a bind.

So, with a stern face, he threatened:

"This is the club's decision. If you don't agree, we have the right to terminate your contract!"

Faced with Enrique's threat, Lin Quan wasn't afraid at all and asked:

"Mr. Enrique, is this the club's decision, or is it your personal decision?"

"Of course, it's the club's decision!"

"Oh, is it? My father just resigned, and now the club wants to go back on its word. Is that so?"

"If that's really the case, I can go back and convey the club's decision to my father!"

"Of course not, it's definitely not the club's intention. Your father is a meritorious coach of the team, and the club definitely wouldn't do something as despicable as this!"

Enrique hurriedly explained.

"Oh? Since it's not the club's intention, is it your own personal decision, then?"

Enrique felt something was amiss, seeing a hint of amusement in Lin Quan's eyes. He suddenly felt a bit uneasy, sensing he might have been duped.

The matter of going back on their word was not something pleasant to hear, especially when it concerned Guardiola's family.

If this matter leaked out and was known by the media, it would definitely cause a big stir in a short time.

And Guardiola's position in Barcelona was much higher than his own. Many people believed Guardiola had only temporarily left and would definitely come back in the future.

If the fans found out that he, a coach from the youth team, dared to treat a club legend like this, and if he thoroughly angered Guardiola, causing Guardiola not to return, wouldn't Barcelona's fans tear him apart?

When the time comes, even if he explains that it's the club's decision, Rosell's command, it won't matter.

It might even offend Rosell, and he would definitely go all out against him.

Thinking about this, Enrique started sweating on his forehead. He felt for the first time that a sixteen-year-old brat could be so difficult to deal with.

"Ahem, this isn't an order; it's just my personal suggestion. It's not necessary for you to be loaned out. Please don't misunderstand. This matter shouldn't bother Coach Guardiola. He must be exhausted during this period and needs a good rest..."

Enrique had to yield and couldn't afford to be tough.

The consequences of being tough were already in front of him, and he couldn't bear such responsibility.

Seeing the other party being subdued, Lin Quan felt relieved and much more comfortable. So he smiled and changed his tone:

"Well, thank you for the coach's kind suggestion. Actually, I also think it's a good idea to go on loan to play high-level matches!"

"Uh?"

Enrique was a bit puzzled.

Lin Quan had just strongly opposed staying at Barcelona, didn't he?

Why did he change his mind now?

He was a bit puzzled and didn't know what the other party was thinking.

"I personally agree to go on loan, but, you see, this is a significant matter. I'm still young, and I can't make decisions on my own. So I need to go back and discuss with my father, get his opinion. What do you think, Coach?"

Enrique started to panic again: "No, no, there's no need. You can stay at Barcelona. There's no need to bother Coach Guardiola with such trivial matters. Let's just forget about what happened before!"

He was afraid that Lin Quan would hold a grudge and complain to Guardiola.

So he desperately tried to stop Lin Quan.

But how could something Lin Quan had decided be easily changed?

"This won't do. Since Coach, you've proposed such a good suggestion, I have to thank you properly. How about this? I'm young, and I'm afraid I won't be able to explain this matter clearly when I go back, causing misunderstandings. So, to avoid trouble for you, would you mind going in person and explaining your arrangement to my father?"

Lin Quan emphasized the words "causing misunderstandings," and Enrique, upon hearing this, became really flustered.

"No, no, that's not necessary. I have other matters to attend to. I won't go!"

He was already regretting why he was so unlucky to provoke such a difficult brat.

To go to Guardiola's house and tell Guardiola that the club was getting rid of his foster son? He wasn't a fool; he wouldn't do such a thing!

So, after saying this, he turned around and ran off, not daring to continue chatting with Lin Quan.

If they continued, his heart disease might act up again!

Watching Enrique fleeing, Lin Quan shrugged. Couldn't stand the sight of escape?

Shaking his head, he went back to the locker room, took a shower, changed his clothes, packed up his things, and left the training base directly.

From this moment on, he completely cut ties with La Masia Youth Academy and Barcelona Football Club.