Leaving Barca

"Loan me out to the Bundesliga?"

It was only when the training match was nearly over that Enrique came out of his office.

The moment he appeared, he found Lin Quan with a stern face and directly informed him of the club's arrangement.

"That's right. The other members of the coaching staff and I unanimously believe that you need the tempering of high-level competition in order to grow faster!"

Enrique said this with complete seriousness.

"There's no place for you in the first team for now, so we can only loan you out to another league."

Perhaps feeling that this explanation was not convincing enough, he added:

"Places in the youth team are also valuable. We need to keep promoting new young players from the lower ranks to train them."

"You know, this is Barca's enduring tradition. We value youth development more than any other club!"

Naturally, Lin Quan did not believe a word of his nonsense.

Rosell had only just visited the youth team, and Enrique was already trying to loan him out.

If there was no trick behind this, he would write his name backward.

However, Lin Quan was not opposed to Enrique's arrangement to loan him out.

Enrique had one point right: Lin Quan truly needed high-level matches to continue improving his strength.

The training match within the team had just proven that, after gaining peak Messi's attributes, youth-team-level matches no longer held much training value for him.

If he did not want his strength to stagnate or even decline, he needed to play in a top league as soon as possible.

And since the Bundesliga had fewer fixtures and placed great importance on protecting and developing young players, it was very suitable for young prospects to level up.

Therefore, Lin Quan was quite satisfied with this arrangement.

But he was not about to let Enrique's scheme succeed so easily.

So he deliberately said, "I'm doing quite well at Barca. I'm not going anywhere!"

The moment Enrique heard that, he became anxious.

Rosell had told him to get Lin Quan out, and he had already promised that he would handle it.

If Lin Quan refused the loan at this point, Enrique would be left in an awkward position.

So he put on a stern face and threatened him:

"This is the club's decision. If you refuse, we have the right to terminate your contract!"

Lin Quan showed no fear in the face of Enrique's threat and asked:

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

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

"Oh, is that so? My father only just resigned, and now the club wants to burn the bridge after crossing it. Is that it?"

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

"Of course not. The club certainly does not mean that. Your father is a distinguished coach who has made great contributions to the team. The club would never do something as disgraceful as discarding a donkey after it has ground the grain!"

Enrique hurriedly explained.

"Oh? Since it isn't the club's intention, then it's your own personal decision as coach, right?"

Enrique sensed that something was wrong. Seeing the smile rise in the other's eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt as though he had fallen into a trap.

It would sound terrible if word got out that they were discarding someone after using them, especially when it involved Guardiola's family.

As long as someone leaked this matter and the media found out about it,

it would surely cause a huge uproar in no time.

And Guardiola's standing at Barca was far higher than his. Many people still believed Guardiola had only left temporarily and would definitely return in the future.

If the fans learned that a youth coach like him dared to treat a club legend this way, and if he completely enraged Guardiola and caused him never to return, would Barca's fans not tear him apart alive?

By then, even if he explained that it had been the club's order, Chairman Rosell's order, it would be useless.

He might even offend Rosell because of it, and Rosell would definitely crush him without mercy.

At that thought, sweat began to bead on Enrique's forehead. For the first time, he felt that a sixteen-year-old brat could be this difficult to deal with.

"Ahem, this isn't an order. It's merely my personal suggestion. You don't necessarily have to go out on loan, so don't misunderstand. There's no need to bother Coach Guardiola over something like this. He must be exhausted these days and needs a good rest..."

Enrique had no choice but to back down. He did not dare force the issue.

The consequences of forcing it were right in front of him, and he could not bear that responsibility.

Seeing the other man's defeated expression, Lin Quan finally vented some of his anger and felt much better. Smiling, he changed his tune.

"Mm, thank you for your kind suggestion, Coach. Actually, I also think going out on loan to play high-level matches is a good idea!"

"Ah?"

Enrique's mind could not quite process it.

Had Lin Quan not just argued fiercely because he wanted to stay at Barca and did not want to leave?

Why had he changed his mind now?

He was completely baffled, unable to figure out what the other was thinking.

"Personally, I agree to go out on loan. But this is such an important matter, and I'm still young, so I can't make the decision on my own. I'll have to go back and discuss it with my father and ask for his opinion. What do you think, Coach?"

Enrique began to panic again. "No, no, there's no need. You can stay at Barca. There's no need to bother Coach Guardiola over such a small matter. Just pretend what happened earlier never happened!"

He was afraid Lin Quan would hold a grudge and go back to complain about him to Guardiola.

So he desperately tried to stop Lin Quan.

But once Lin Quan had made up his mind, how could he change it so easily?

"How could that be? It's rare for you to offer such a good suggestion, Coach. I should properly thank you for it. How about this? I'm young, and I'm afraid I won't explain this matter clearly when I get home and cause a misunderstanding. Why don't you trouble yourself to make the trip and personally explain your arrangement to my father?"

Lin Quan emphasized the words "cause a misunderstanding." As expected, the moment Enrique heard them, he panicked.

"No, no need. I have things to do, so I won't go!"

He was already starting to regret it. Why was he so unlucky as to provoke such a troublesome brat?

Have him go to Guardiola's home and tell Guardiola that the club was purging his adopted son?

He was not an idiot. He would not do something as provocative as showing up at someone's door to mock them!

So after saying that, he turned and ran, not daring to continue talking with Lin Quan.

If they kept talking, he was going to have a heart attack!

Watching Enrique flee in disarray, Lin Quan spread his hands. He could not even take this much before running away?

Shaking his head, he returned to the locker room, took a shower, changed clothes, packed his things, and left the Training Base directly.

From this moment onward, his ties with La Masia Youth Academy and Barca were completely severed.

PS: Sorry for the wait. I was busy moving during the day and had no time to write. There'll be another chapter later; readers who can't stay up can wait until tomorrow to read it.