The next morning, Qin Xiong came to the training ground. He was the only one on the First Team.
The staff in charge of the training ground followed Louis Van Gaal's instructions and poured water on the training ground in advance to make the turf particularly slippery.
Qin Xiong changed into his training shirt and new shoes and stood on the training ground. First, he did a slow warm-up on the field and did a set of exercises to relax his muscles. Then, he ran back and forth on the slippery training ground, deliberately feeling the special environment of the field.
After a basic understanding and adaptation, he began to practice with the ball. He started by bouncing the ball and getting used to the feeling of controlling the ball while moving.
At ten o 'clock in the morning, just as he was doing shooting practice to get used to the trajectory of the underground football, especially the change in speed of the ball, a group of people came to his training ground.
"Hi, Qin Xiong."
Babel from the youth team walked into the field.
"Qin Xiong, did you miss me?"
Bukhari waved at him with a smile.
Vertonghen and Vermaelen went straight into the field and kicked a football away from Qin Xiong, fighting over it.
The Moisande brothers also seemed to be new to such a field. Perhaps it was the first time they had seen the club take the initiative to sprinkle water on the field. The two brothers stepped on the turf and kicked the ground to see how much water there was.
Shabala walked in front of Qin Xiong and said under Qin Xiong's surprised gaze, "We're here to be your training partners. Haha, don't look touched, and don't thank us. It's the coach's request. Otherwise, we wouldn't have come here to play football with you."
Qin Xiong naturally knew that Shabala was joking, because the other party's eyes were smiling, sincere and full of kindness.
With the addition of the youth team players, Qin Xiong could practice on the slippery field during training.
After the morning training, everyone ate together in the club's cafeteria. Bukhari sat next to Qin Xiong and excitedly told Qin Xiong about the interesting things that happened in the youth team. Qin Xiong, a passer-by of the youth team, also left a strong impression.
"Coach Brinder always talks about you just to provoke us!"
"He always says that Qin Xiong has already played for the First Team. When can you guys catch up to him?"
"Many people see you as a target to pursue!"
"The most interesting thing was that in the youth league after you left, we played against the Twente youth team. During halftime, a player from the opposing team came to us and asked, 'Which one of you is Qin Xiong?' Hahaha, they don't know that you've left the youth team. They were all shocked by your ability to score 30 goals in two games. Their coach must have told them to keep an eye on you during the game, but you've already left. Hahaha. "
Qin Xiong smiled as he listened to everyone's narration. Although it hadn't been long, he had not only met teammates who were hostile to him, but also many very friendly and kind friends.
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The afternoon training ended early. Qin Xiong waved goodbye to his youth team teammates and thanked them for coming to train with him. Everyone agreed that they would continue to train together for a period of time in the future. It was still the special environment of the slippery field.
He left the club. As his feet were bandaged, he did not go to the North Sea beach. After all, he was barefoot when he went to the beach to play football.
Freddy and Dekoiz were still enjoying the soft afternoon sun. They were playing chess in front of the restaurant, while Ruttmansen and Peter were watching from the side. Old people were living a leisurely life.
Freddy suggested to Qin Xiong that he should take a walk around the city.
Qin Xiong had been in Amsterdam for more than a month, but he had not casually admired this bustling city.
He put on his sportswear and carried a shoulder bag with a sketchbook in it. He also took a bottle of water and walked towards the center of the city.
In Amsterdam, there were street singers who sang for a living, freelance artists who made a living by selling paintings, and men and women who performed fancy football …
Every time Qin Xiong passed by a place, he would go up and watch for a while when he saw a lively scene. He was full of interest.
When he came to the bustling area of the city, Qin Xiong was surprised to find that many shops and small squares in the city were decorated with strange or creative designs. This was something he did not see when he came to dinner with Freddy last time.
It was probably because the works on display had been put away that night.
Seeing the dazzling array of creative works, Qin Xiong was also interested in painting. He sat down on the stairs of a small square and chose an angle where he could see the sunrise and the reflection of the city of a thousand rivers. The scene was magnificent.
He began to paint, his mind as calm as water.
At this moment, a figure walked past him. The light of the setting sun shone on the person, making Qin Xiong inadvertently look up and stare blankly.
It was a girl. She was tall, wearing a white shirt and jeans. She was dressed very casually. Her short blond hair made her look full of vitality. What attracted Qin Xiong was that her flawless face was clearly visible and the smile on the corner of her mouth.
She looked happy and had a great infectious power, as if she could wash away others and bring happiness to others.
She held a stack of flyers and walked forward slowly. After a few steps, she suddenly looked back at Qin Xiong and then walked in front of Qin Xiong with a smile on her face. She handed a flyer to Qin Xiong and said, "Good afternoon, Bollywood Interior Decoration is showing new works. If you are interested, you can go and have a look. The fruits of the painstaking efforts of several designers are really great!"
Qin Xiong put down the paintbrush and naturally took the flyer from her. He looked down and suddenly understood why there were so many design works on display in the bustling area of the city center.
Recently, it was the largest design festival in the Netherlands!
Although the peak of the exhibition had passed.
During the festival, more than 150 designers from the Netherlands and abroad would show their various works in more than 100 locations in Amsterdam, such as art galleries, cafes, restaurants, museums, interior decoration shops and so on.
Qin Xiong looked up again and carefully looked at the girl with a smile that could make people feel like they were bathed in the spring breeze.
She was elegant and had a light spirit. Her beautiful eyes were like orchids, and she was indescribably gentle and lovely.
Qin Xiong's heart seemed to have opened a strange door, as if it was filled with a whirlpool. His heart swayed and he couldn't figure out what this emotion was. His heart, which had been stable since childhood, was beating like thunder.
"I wish you a happy day, goodbye."
The girl waved goodbye. Even in the face of strangers, she seemed to have a strong affinity.
Qin Xiong stared at her back in a daze. He couldn't move his eyes away and his mouth couldn't say anything.
The girl walked five steps and suddenly stopped. She turned around and stared at Qin Xiong. She also seriously looked at Qin Xiong.
To be honest, Qin Xiong's outfit, although he was very clean, could not help but be suspected of being down and out.
Old-style sportswear, sports shoes that had faded from being brushed too many times, and a cheap shoulder bag.
Next to him was a water bottle, sitting here and painting.
It was easy to think that he was a street artist who made a living by selling his art.
The girl frowned slightly. Even so, she was still moving. In less than a second, her eyebrows relaxed and she recovered her smile. She walked back to Qin Xiong and said to him, "Can you paint a picture for me?"
Qin Xiong nodded and then quickly lowered his head to open a new page of the sketchbook. His right hand gestured for her to strike a pose that she liked.
The girl stood not far away, facing the river. She probably couldn't think of a good pose, so she just stood there calmly. The only thing that didn't change was the smile on the corner of her mouth.
Qin Xiong painted quickly and was especially focused.
His brush flew, but it was not messy. The surrounding scenery was quickly sketched out by him in the sketchbook. The girl was also drawn by Qin Xiong in the afterglow of the setting sun. She was also very similar and full of charm.
When he finished painting, Qin Xiong suddenly slapped his forehead and held it in frustration.
His old habit was acting up again!
Seeing his state, the girl thought that Qin Xiong didn't paint well. She didn't mind and walked up to him and said, "It's okay."
However, when she saw the scene in Qin Xiong's sketchbook, she was momentarily distracted.
It was not because the painting was too bad.
It was because the painting was too beautiful.
She couldn't help but reach out and pick up Qin Xiong's sketchbook.
The scenery was picturesque, and the beauty was poetic?
Well, the scenery was picturesque, but where was the person?
The girl looked at herself in the painting. Under the light and dark technique, she was set off by the afterglow of the setting sun. The figure was very beautiful, but why … why …
Was there a pair of bright and dazzling wings on her back?
She was like an angel descending to earth!
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