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Chapter 66

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Taking the train home this afternoon, it will take a day and a night, so today's two chapters will be released directly. Tomorrow I may not be able to update during the day, but I will update two chapters at night.

I know that the update schedule is not stable recently, so I can only keep updating. Thank you for your understanding. Brothers and friends who are willing to give me a recommendation ticket, please give me some. No matter what, thank you.

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Around the noisy stadium, there was an endless stream of people, which was also a mix of good and bad people.

The girl who was serving drinks to the guests did not notice that behind her, there was someone sneaking past and taking away the handbag behind her.

When a customer pointed at the thief who hurried past her, she was startled. She turned around and saw that her handbag had disappeared. She immediately panicked. Just as she was about to chase after the young and swift thief, she suddenly saw a figure pass through the crowd and catch up with the thief at lightning speed!

The person who caught up with the thief was Qin Xiong.

It was because he had been staring at the girl that he noticed the thief behind her.

He did not make things difficult for the thief. Under the gaze of the crowd, Qin Xiong's right hand grabbed the thief's neck and his left hand signaled for the thief to return the stolen handbag to its owner. The thief was a young man. Qin Xiong could not be said to have a sense of justice. On the contrary, when he was growing up, there were some orphans who would walk on a dark path after leaving. They were forced to live and they had no talent. When they were hot-headed, they would break the law. The reason behind this may be very complicated. Although they should not be forgiven, Qin Xiong always had a compassionate heart, especially towards people who looked very young.

After the thief quickly handed the handbag to Qin Xiong, Qin Xiong let go of his right hand, allowing the thief to quickly escape into the crowd.

He turned around with the handbag and saw the girl jogging over. He handed the handbag back to her. The girl immediately opened the handbag and took out a necklace that didn't look expensive. She held it in her hand and placed it in front of her chest. She closed her eyes and sighed in relief. She smiled and said, "That's great. I didn't lose it."

She put the necklace back into the bag, raised her head and stared at Qin Xiong with bright eyes. She gratefully said, "Thank you, thank you. Although I don't have much money in the bag, there is a necklace that my mother gave me. If I lose it, I, I may be sad for the rest of my life."

Qin Xiong was slightly surprised. It was just a necklace, how could it be so important?

He didn't ask any further as he hesitated in his heart. Should he take this opportunity to make friends?

Before he could feel conflicted, the girl reached out her hand and said with a smile, "Sylvia Slott, thank you for doing me a big favor. Eh? I think we've met before. Oh right, you're that painter! "

Qin Xiong did not expect that the other party would help him solve his problem.

Now, he let nature take its course and stretched out his hand to gently shake the other party's hand. He was afraid that if it was too abrupt, he would immediately pull away.

"Qin Xiong. Yes, we met ten days ago. I drew a picture for you and you gave me five euros."

Sylvia said with a smile, "Your drawing skills are great. I took that painting home and kept it well. Sorry, I have to go back to the stall. If you don't mind, come and have a glass of water."

Of course, Qin Xiong didn't mind. He nodded with a smile and followed the girl to the stall.

Sylvia asked curiously, "Qin, Xiong? Which country are you from? "

"China."

After returning to the stall, Sylvia brought a bottle of water to Qin Xiong and said, "It's just a small token of my appreciation. It's not a thank you gift."

Qin Xiong waved his hand and declined. He patted his shoulder bag and said, "I brought water. I'm not thirsty now."

Sylvia smiled and did not insist. The two of them chatted casually.

She found out that Qin Xiong had just come to Amsterdam and that his job here was to play football.

Qin Xiong also found out that she was a student at the University of Amsterdam and would come out to work after school. Ten days ago, her part-time job was to send flyers. The flyer for Qin Xiong was one of them.

Sylvia insisted on thanking Qin Xiong. She said that the necklace was very, very important to her. Without Qin Xiong's help, she might have lost it forever.

Qin Xiong declined her invitation for lunch. Instead, he asked her to be a guide so that Qin Xiong could familiarize himself with Amsterdam. She readily agreed.

Before noon, the runners participating in the marathon began to arrive at the finish line. At this time, there was another wave of peak sales. Sylvia was too busy alone. Qin Xiong would help her from the side. This made her feel embarrassed and looked at Qin Xiong in a new light.

After all, not many young people would be willing to set up a stall here. Everyone cared about their reputation.

By the time Kaaarhus and the others ran back to the finish line, it was already around noon. It took them about three and a half hours to finish the race. It was not that they were slow or physically weak. It was just that when they ran past the river, there was a boat on the river. On the boat, there was a group of locals singing a chorus to liven things up. They sang very well, so they slowed down and listened to it.

However, when they arrived at the finish line and received their commemorative medals and came out, they were all stunned to see Qin Xiong helping out at a drink stall with a beautiful girl like Sylvia standing beside him.

Qin Xiong took out some money to buy some drinks for them. When he brought it to them, Zeller put his arm around his shoulder and smiled ambiguously. "Qin Xiong, I couldn't tell that you were really capable!"

Qin Xiong saw that Deheus and Zeller, as well as the alumni around them, all had the same ambiguous expression. He was confused and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Don't pretend. Previously, some of our female classmates wanted to go on a date with you, but you rejected them. Hehe, so it turns out that you didn't like them. You've been hiding it from us. Look, that girl over there, Sylvia Slott. She's the famous smiling goddess in our school. Many alumni who drove sports cars to send her flowers were rejected."

When Qin Xiong heard Deheus' words, he realized that Deheus and the others were also from the University of Amsterdam.

He turned his head and looked at Sylvia. That girl who always had a smile on her face was actually so famous in the school.

"I just met her today. Is she very popular in the university?"

"Of course. She's good in both character and academics. She's always helpful. Whenever I see her, she's full of energy. However, I heard that she's very busy. Other than her studies, she works everywhere. I don't see her relaxing at all."

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As a thank-you gift, Sylvia acted as a guide in the afternoon and brought Qin Xiong around Amsterdam.

As the saying went, "A mountain is famous not because of its height, but because of its immortal."

No matter how many famous buildings there were in Amsterdam, if one didn't know the stories behind these buildings, then in Qin Xiong's eyes, they would be very ordinary buildings.

With Sylvia's vivid description and introduction, Qin Xiong had a more intuitive understanding of Amsterdam.

However, he was more concerned about Sylvia.

Before they parted, Qin Xiong mustered up the courage to ask for her contact information. Sylvia generously gave Qin Xiong her mobile phone number, and Qin Xiong awkwardly wrote it down on a piece of paper. He didn't have a mobile phone.

Before he went home, he immediately bought a mobile phone and sent a text message to Sylvia, telling her that this was his phone number.

With a happy heart, he returned to Wardle Street. As soon as he went upstairs, Freddy followed him.

"You must have encountered something good today!"

Freddy said with certainty.

Qin Xiong's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes lit up as he nodded.

Freddy's eyes lit up, and he asked, "What good thing? Tell me. "

Qin Xiong lay on his back on the bed, closed his eyes and smiled. "I met her again."

"Her? Her! Hehe, is it the girl you draw every day? Tell me, tell me in detail. "

Freddy pulled a chair and sat by the bed, full of interest.

Qin Xiong straightened up, sat cross-legged on the bed, and told Freddy everything that happened today. He was quite proud that he finally got her phone number.

Freddy, however, scolded him again at the end.

"Are you kidding me?! Why did she come back? Huh? Ask her out for a romantic dinner, a movie in the evening, and a walk by the beautiful river! "

Qin Xiong was dumbfounded.

.....

After the end of the FIFA match day, the club's teammates returned to the team one after another. Everyone gathered together from all over the world, and there were more topics to talk about. However, Qin Xiong was keenly aware that the pressure on the shoulders of the manager, Comain, was getting heavier.

It was not that he was unhappy, but he was more serious on a daily basis. He had higher requirements for the players, and even seemed harsh. He did not allow the players to relax and slack off.

What was in front of Comain might be the most severe test in the first half of the season.

And this test might affect Ajax's final achievements this season!

In the next three weeks, in addition to challenging the defending champion, PSV Eindhoven, Ajax also had to play two back-to-back life-and-death matches with the defending champion, AC Milan, in the Champions League!

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