The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Qin Xiong and Sylvia walked side by side on the old neighborhood street.
Qin Xiong quietly listened to Sylvia's story.
Her father, Mr. Slott, had been an Ajax fan since he was a child.
Even until now, they still had the old photos, tickets, and newspaper clippings of Jax's glory days and low days.
But since 11 years ago, he had not gone to watch any of Ajax's matches.
At that time, Sylvia's mother had to make a choice on the operating table due to a difficult birth. Save the child or save the mother?
Despite Mr. Slott's desperate pleas and hysterical protests, Georgia was born, and the mother of the siblings was the one lying in the grave instead.
It was hard for a man to raise two children. The bigger disaster was six years ago, when Mr. Slott was diagnosed with cancer and his health deteriorated …
On the quiet street, Qin Xiong did not know what to say. He could only silently hug Sylvia, whose eyes were wet but still trying to maintain a smile. She seemed to be telling the world that she would not bow to reality and would not be defeated by disasters. She could shoulder her family and change her family's fate.
Qin Xiong only hoped that she could shed her strong facade and let him give her some support and comfort.
.....
The next morning, Qin Xiong arrived at the club early, earlier than many of the staff members.
He stood outside Fan Ousi's office. Fan Ousi was surprised when he arrived, and then greeted him happily, "Hi, why are you here?"
He might have thought that this kid had taken the initiative to talk to the club about renewing the contract!
But the reality was that after Qin Xiong walked into the office with him, he did not mention anything about renewing the contract. Instead, he told Fan Ousi about Mr. Slott's situation.
"I don't want to use Mr. Slott's terminal illness to gain the club's sympathy. I just think that the club can give him some convenience. He will only stay on the field for a few minutes before the game with his child. Just a few minutes, it won't affect the game. I promise that he will never do anything to hurt the image of Ajax's club."
Seeing Fan Ousi's thoughtful expression, Qin Xiong had no choice but to plead for her.
He knew that as a local powerhouse in the Netherlands, Ajax had countless fans. It was impossible to satisfy every fan's request. If the fans' requests were satisfied, then the club might become a circus and become a mess.
Van Oss was at least a shrewd person. If he wasn't shrewd enough, he certainly wouldn't have been relied on by his boss who had a Jewish background.
In his mind, the club's interests were of course the first priority.
First of all, he knew that Louis Van Gaal's departure had caused the "regression" of the good relationship between Qin Xiong and the club.
It could be said that Qin Xiong was being emotional, but this was also human nature.
In the club, everyone knew about the personal relationship between Louis Van Gaal and Qin Xiong.
A few months ago, Qin Xiong had reached a gentlemen's agreement with the club, and Louis Van Gaal had played a part in it.
Would he go back on his word? Not a gentleman but a villain?
Maybe he really did so, and the club couldn't do anything about it.
Therefore, Van Oss still hoped to make up for the relationship between the club and Qin Xiong through the current matter.
After all, he was now a star player, a star player who could sell at a good price!
Van Oss came to Qin Xiong with his back to the desk and asked calmly, "I need to confirm some information. First of all, the person you mentioned, he must be an Ajax fan?"
Qin Xiong nodded and said, "I'm sure. He has supported Ajax since he was a child. There are photos and tickets from many years ago as proof."
Van Oss continued to ask, "He has cancer? Is this true? "
Qin Xiong frowned and gave a definite answer.
Van Oss nodded and reached out to pat Qin Xiong on the shoulder and said, "It's our club's honor to have such a fan. Don't worry about this matter. Leave it to me. I won't let you down. Tell me his home address. I'll visit him today."
When Qin Xiong saw that Fan Ousi agreed, he immediately smiled and said, "Thank you very much!"
He told Van Oss Sylvia's home address and then got up to leave for training.
Van Oss made this matter into a public relations campaign for Ajax.
He only did so after he got permission from Mr. Slott to visit him.
The news was published on Ajax's official website, announcing that the Slott father and son would enter the stadium before the home game against AZ Alkmaar on the weekend.
They also introduced Mr. Slott to the Ajax fans.
They described him as a die-hard fan who was loyal to Ajax. Those old tickets and photos from the stands in the past were pieced together to form a very thick and meaningful picture.
At the same time, it also showed that Mr. Slott was suffering from cancer and had fought against the disease for six years. Ajax Club prayed for him and blessed him!
On the weekend, it was already the end of March and spring was returning to the earth. Mr. Slott wore very warm clothes and still wore a thermal cap on his head. He held Georgia's hand and turned his head to Qin Xiong at the exit of the players' tunnel and smiled gratefully.
When he walked into the stadium with Georgia, applause began to ring out in the stands of the Amsterdam Athletic Stadium. Countless fans stood up solemnly and applauded.
Maybe some of them recognized Mr. Slott. Maybe not.
But their salute was to a die-hard Ajax fan. In other words, they were also saluting themselves, because they could see their own shadow in Slott.
Rain or shine, he silently supported Ajax from a young age. Many Ajax fans grew up like this and matured, even after they had a family.
They were also saluting a father who fought against life and fate. Only after becoming a husband, a father, and the head of a family did they understand how heavy the responsibility on their shoulders was. But no matter how difficult it was, as a man, he had to shoulder it!
Under the gaze of thousands of people, Mr. Slott and Georgia began to play football in the stadium. They passed the ball to each other and jogged, just like a game that every father and son would play. The scene was full of warmth, and the applause from the stands did not stop.
Some people even cheered for Georgia and cheered for Mr. Slott!
Slott's gaze was cast toward the magnificent stands of the stadium.
He saw the fanatical Ajax fans and the Alkmaar fans who came to the away game.
Time passed and the scene changed. In his hazy vision, it was as if he had returned to 23 years ago.
Although Ajax's home stadium was not this stadium at that time, the atmosphere was surprisingly similar.
At that time, Ajax was on the decline, and Alkmaar's heaven-defying momentum was aimed at the throne!
As a child, Slott had seen Ajax sweep across Europe, witnessed Michael's brilliance, and witnessed Cruyff's unstoppable brilliance. As an Ajax fan, Slott was proud, the proudest in the world!
Even if Ajax had defeated Alkmaar to win the championship, he and his friends still held their heads high with pride!
But that game changed Slott's fate.
A beautiful and lively female Alkmaar fan was cheated by the scalpers. Her ticket was placed in the middle of the home fans, and she was wearing the Alkmaar jersey. She was mocked and ridiculed by the Ajax fans. At that time, Slott stood up and took the initiative to protect the girl.
He supported Ajax, and she supported Alkmaar.
That season, Alkmaar was crowned as the king of the orange land!
But Slott had no regrets. He captured the girl's heart and built a happy family.
In the stands, Sylvia, who was standing beside Luttman and the other two old men, was in tears.
She had heard her mother tell her countless times about what happened in the stands during the match between Ajax and Alkmaar 23 years ago.
Her mother would proudly announce that her Alkmaar had won the championship that year, and she had also won Slott's heart. Double Championship!
In the stadium, Slott's dim eyes suddenly became wet, and helpless tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
If I could go back in time 23 years ago, I would definitely not stand up!
I would not! I would not! I definitely would not!
If I did, I would not have met you, I would not have fallen in love with you, I would not have built a family with you, I would not have let you leave so early, I would not have let Georgia and Sylvia lose their mother, I would not have let the two best children in the world live such a difficult life …
God would definitely let you rest in peace in heaven.
But, God!
Please let me go to hell!
I cannot face her, and I also pray to God for my children's health and happiness in the future.
Sylvia, you must be happier than your mother!
Georgia, you must not become a useless man like your father, be a strong man!
.....
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
