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It was Qin Xiong's first time coming to the famous European city of Milan. He was filled with curiosity and excitement as he looked at the streets of Milan on the bus. The rich and unique architectural style of Milan was one of the most artistic countries in Europe. Many details and characteristics could be thought-provoking and even captivating.
At night, in the hotel where they were staying, Qin Xiong and Snede were assigned to the same room. Snede was used to such scenes. Not to mention following the team to an away game in Europe, it was nothing new for him to follow the national team to fight in the North and South.
He sat on the bed in the room and did not seem to be interested in Milan at all. He held his mobile phone and talked to his girlfriend on the phone. Qin Xiong stood at the window, overlooking the charming night view of Milan from above.
When Snede finished the phone call, he saw that Qin Xiong was still admiring the night view. It seemed that there were countless gorgeous sceneries outside the window. Snede asked casually, "What's there to see?"
Qin Xiong did not take it to heart. Instead, he asked, "How spectacular do you think San Siro will be?"
The video recordings of the Milan Dynasty that he had watched appeared in his mind. The flag of the Rossoneri was fluttering in the stands, and the famous superstars were there one after another.
Among them was his technical coach at Ajax, van Basten.
Snede looked up at Qin Xiong and said solemnly, "I think you'd better not think about this now. What you have to do is to first prove yourself at Ajax. This is more realistic than you fantasizing about becoming a member of AC Milan. "
Qin Xiong turned his head and smiled. "Who said that I dream of playing for AC Milan?"
"Is it not?"
Snede frowned slightly. He thought that Qin Xiong was denying it.
Qin Xiong retracted his gaze and turned his gaze back to Milan City under the night sky. He was looking in the direction of Saint Siro.
"You may not understand, but in China, there is no stadium as great as San Siro. There is no great football memory. I have never felt the excitement of being close to the legendary palace before. Now, I do."
Snede seemed to be deep in thought when he heard this. He muttered to himself in a low voice.
"In the 1994 World Cup, England did not make it into the main competition, but there was an English legend who said that as long as there were English people cheering at Old Trafford, English football would not die … Perhaps it is indeed difficult to clearly describe why the strong people in the Grassi world are strong, but a great stadium is perhaps the best image of that country."
Similarly, it could also explain those countries that were weak in football. Snede could not name a famous stadium that belonged to China, just as he could not count the famous stadiums of more than 180 FIFA member countries in the world. A football power that was truly strong and established itself in the world with a strong image would always have a great stadium that was famous all over the world. Needless to say, those who heard it would understand.
He more or less understood Qin Xiong's excitement. At this time, he asked again, "What about your dream? Which club do you want to play for? "
Qin Xiong raised his head to look at the sky. The starry night sky made people feel relaxed and happy. He slowly shook his head and said, "No, I don't have such a pursuit. I don't deliberately want to play for a club or wear a team's uniform. Europe is not my home. I can't feel a sense of belonging, and I don't have the consciousness to follow a team to death. I think I'm like a wanderer.
Qin Xiong was speaking the truth. He had never had the leisure to admire a certain team. Everything related to football was to improve himself. He also did not have the time to cheer for a certain team. Even in the process of growing up, witnessing the departure of his companions gave him a strong sense of survival crisis. How could he have the leisure to love a certain team?
He turned around and looked at Snede. He asked, "What about you? What about your pursuit? Ajax doesn't seem to be the pursuit of the current Dutch players, especially the outstanding players. "
It was impossible for a Dutch genius to stay in the Dutch football world. This had become the norm 20 years ago. If such a player stayed in the Netherlands for a long time, it might be a reflection of loyalty, but at the same time, it also showed that he did not become a superstar in the end!
The Dutch league was a springboard. Everyone had a tacit understanding.
Snede raised a confident smile and said, "I am similar to you. I don't have a team that I want to play for. When I was young, my dream was Ajax. But the older I grew up, the more I understood that Ajax should not be my home. This should be my starting point to the other side. As for where my home will be? I don't know. But my pursuit is the dream that one day, all the powerhouses in Europe will compete for me, eager to have me. "
After saying that, he nodded slightly, as if he was really imagining the scene of that day.
He would definitely, definitely, enjoy it very, very much.
Qin Xiong smiled.
All the powerhouses would fight for him?
It seemed very good.
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When he really came to San Siro, Qin Xiong did not spend time to observe this great stadium. He put all his energy into the upcoming game, even if he was a substitute.
He stepped on the field seriously, warmed up, and listened to the manager's every word.
The Chinese media looked forward more than ever to Qin Xiong's appearance in this Champions League game.
Not only did he become the number one player in the Champions League, but he also played against the defending Champions League champion AC Milan in the great San Siro!
What a wonderful peak moment!
Yes, in the hearts of many Chinese fans, if a Chinese player could play in the Champions League at San Siro now, it would definitely be an unexpected peak!
Qin Xiong's mind was pure, without any distracting thoughts.
This was not under his own subjective control at all!
When he sat in the San Siro stadium, when the game was about to start, he could not help but put all his attention into the game.
He had no time to be distracted by the enthusiastic cheers of the red and black fans in the stands, and he would not be distracted by any other scenery.
When you could see the World Cup champion goalkeeper Dida at such a close distance.
The world's best defensive line, Nesta, Maldini, Cafu, Costakarta.
The amazing combination last season, Gattuso, Pirlo, the Brazilian genius Kaka, and the three-time champion Seedorf.
The Ukrainian nuclear warhead Andriy Shevchenko, the opportunist master-level striker Inzaghi.
Also, the coach of the Champions League champion, Ancelotti, who allowed artists to coexist on the field!
When you saw these people, how could you look away to observe something else?
How strong was AC Milan?
Last season's Champions League champion.
This lineup, from the striker to the midfielder, and then to the defenders, had world-class superstars on every line!
And Ajax?
Compared to AC Milan, Ajax was too young and inexperienced!
Comain brought the 4-2-3-1 team from the Premier League to the Champions League, while AC Milan did not change much under the leadership of Ancelotti. The biggest change was, of course, Kaka. The threat of the Brazilian genius was no less than any of the talented players in Ajax's lineup.
Last season, Ajax's youth team almost defeated AC Milan. Unfortunately, it was only a few minutes away.
In the Grassi world, the winner was king.
Using the results to reverse the process, everything was logical. There was no doubt that AC Milan was strong.
However, this was not quite right. If Tomasson's final shot had failed, AC Milan would not have been able to compete for the top of Europe.
If Baggio had not missed the penalty kick, if Hikari had not made a low-level mistake in Japan, if Juventus had won the penalty shootout …
Unfortunately, there were no ifs. The winner was king, and the winner was the most unyielding principle!
It was a poem of praise that could make the process lose all rationality and become a one-sided king.
The difference in strength between Ajax and AC Milan today was greater than last season.
That was because AC Milan was more stable. Ajax had been affected by the loss of key players in the summer, the changes in skills and tactics, and so on. Although the strength of the players in the same period had definitely improved and the team was more mature, they were naturally weaker than AC Milan.
Therefore, Comain had to play with two defensive midfielders.
Qin Xiong observed the game seriously. From the beginning of the game, he frowned slightly.
Because he could not understand it!
Sometimes, AC Milan's offense seemed to be confusing.
Could Andriy Shevchenko and Inzaghi's positions be accurately predicted?
No!
Pirlo's sudden kick or direct pass often came without warning!
Similarly, Seedorf and Kaka were also unfathomable in their usual way of thinking.
Qin Xiong realized that this was a top-level game in Europe!
You could not develop a set of restraining methods through observation.
If you thought that you had figured out AC Milan's skills and tactics, the star-studded AC Milan would teach you to be a new man at any time!
Soldiers were impermanent, just as water was impermanent.
The essence of Sun Tzu's Art of War was the same on the football field.
Ancelotti's magical Christmas tree formation could allow artists to coexist. It was not as simple as a simple formation, but it completely allowed the artists to burst forth with untraceable and unpredictable offensive power!
Even with Qin Xiong's extraordinary mind, he still felt like he was looking at flowers in a fog when he observed the game. However, he was excited, unusually excited!
That was the most mysterious charm of football.
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