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The second one was even better.
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When Qin Xiong walked out of the club, it was already past the appointed time. De Rong was waiting for him in the car. Qin Xiong sat in the front passenger seat, and De Rong said as he drove, "They sent someone to pick up their girlfriend. Where did you go just now?"
Qin Xiong told him about his visit to Louis Van Gaal. De Rong nodded absent-mindedly, as if he wasn't interested in listening, but he looked at Qin Xiong with surprise.
It seemed that Qin Xiong was more special than he had imagined.
Qin Xiong was originally special because of his talent and strength.
Now De Rong felt special because of his attitude.
His devotion to his profession was beyond imagination.
At least for ordinary people, after a match, especially after an incomparable victory, their first reaction would probably be to enjoy themselves.
They went to one of the more high-end nightclubs in Amsterdam. The dance floor was full of beautiful women, and the music was deafening. Probably because they came here often, the welcome they received was beyond imagination. Qin Xiong followed De Rong, and De Rong was frequently warmly greeted by guests and what seemed to be the nightclub's management.
It was Qin Xiong's first time in such an occasion, and he wasn't used to it. Even sitting on the sofa, he felt his body vibrate slightly, and it made him look around curiously.
Van Der Vaart, Snede, Heitinga, Maxwell and the others all brought their girlfriends, and the scene was very lively.
Especially after they won the Dutch national derby this afternoon, the popularity of the Ajax players in the nightclub was beyond imagination. It was like the return of heroes.
Those with girlfriends came in pairs, and those without girlfriends came together to seek their own pleasure.
Inexplicably, Qin Xiong and Ibrahimovic sat together.
They didn't smoke, but many of their teammates drank. Qin Xiong drank fruit juice, which wasn't too disappointing.
Qin Xiong was a little "frightened" by the stimulating and explosive atmosphere.
In the past, when he was growing up in China, he had been instilled with such thoughts. Coming to a place like this, he was definitely not a good child.
In addition, he was indeed introverted when it came to socializing. Around him, some of his single teammates were invited to dance and sing with beautiful women, so they went with ease. However, he was frequently invited by beautiful women, and the other party was especially enthusiastic. On the contrary, he could only shyly smile and shake his head to refuse.
Ibrahimovic was more popular than him, probably because of his fame. There were countless beautiful women here who wanted to do something with Ajax's star players. If they were lucky enough, they could find a player to be their husband. This was very common in Europe, and it was also something to be envied.
However, Ivan didn't give them any face at all. Qin Xiong even shook his head with a smile. Ivan didn't even look at them, treating them like air.
Qin Xiong was flabbergasted by Ivan's sudden change in attitude. Everyone had been chatting happily on the bus, so why did Ivan seem to be in a sullen mood now that they were in an environment where others were having even more fun?
Qin Xiong asked him, "You don't like coming here?"
Qin Xiong himself wasn't against it. Indeed, when he saw others dance and sway their bodies to the rhythm, he couldn't help but shake his thighs. It was a form of entertainment, and it was quite good.
Ivan moved closer to his ear and said, "I come to places like this occasionally, but I hate it when they make their own decisions. Before we came, we said we were going to sing and go to a KTV. In the end, I don't know who suggested coming here, but the plan was changed."
Qin Xiong nodded. He could more or less understand why Ivan wasn't too happy.
Generally, arrogant people didn't like being dominated.
Ivan wasn't in the mood to play, so he simply sat there and chatted with Qin Xiong. He wasn't a pushover, and when men were together, he chatted more freely.
For example, he would tell Qin Xiong that his private life was a 3P, two men and one woman.
He would also talk about his childhood and his alcoholic father.
Qin Xiong would talk about his life in China, which caused Ivan to furrow his brows. He probably meant that Qin Xiong's life was too boring.
Qin Xiong didn't know how to respond to his confusion. Perhaps it was because of their different social backgrounds.
Seeing that Qin Xiong was also repeatedly rejecting the invitation of beautiful women, Ivan asked curiously, "You have a woman?"
Qin Xiong shook his head. Ivan's eyes turned, and he recalled Qin Xiong's description of his life in China. He asked in astonishment, "You're not still a virgin, are you?"
Qin Xiong turned his head to look at Ivan and calmly nodded.
Ivan laughed exaggeratedly. He tugged at Snede, who was sitting a meter away, and said loudly, "Hey, this guy, he's still a virgin!"
Snede was in the middle of a conversation with his girlfriend when he suddenly heard Ivan's words. He suddenly burst into laughter, and many of his teammates who heard him also laughed loudly.
Qin Xiong scratched his head. He didn't know what they were laughing at.
Van Der Vaart ran over and sat on the other side of Qin Xiong. He put his arm around his shoulder and pointed to the dance floor, indicating that Qin Xiong should choose a beauty. He patted his chest and promised that as long as Qin Xiong took a fancy to her, he would definitely introduce her to him.
Even Snede's and Van Der Vaart's girlfriends were interested. They vowed that they had sisters who were beautiful, and that Qin Xiong would definitely like them.
Qin Xiong wasn't used to his teammates being like this.
It was probably because of their different mindset. In China, soccer players weren't all that amazing. There really wasn't anything amazing about them.
But in Europe and America, professional athletes and stars were idols. Plus, they made a lot of money. They were the lovers of many girls, and they were proud of it. There was nothing to be ashamed of.
Qin Xiong couldn't stand his teammates' attitude and ran away. Ivan didn't want to stay any longer, and left the nightclub with Qin Xiong.
After leaving the nightclub, Ivan invited Qin Xiong for a midnight snack.
He drove Qin Xiong to a restaurant he frequented, specifically to taste the chicken rolls there.
The local delicacies were especially exquisite. Qin Xiong only ate one piece, but it left a deep impression. Most importantly, he had some reservations about fried food.
Sitting in the restaurant, Ivan grumbled a little.
Last season, we were just a few minutes away from eliminating AC Milan at the San Siro, eliminating the final champions, and advancing to the semi-finals of the Champions League. But we were like foils, receiving some praise. In the end, the biggest winner was still AC Milan. If … if we had advanced in the end, maybe we could have advanced to the finals and picked up the championship trophy. As for me, I would definitely have been taken away by a powerhouse to go to a more challenging stage. "
Qin Xiong actually couldn't understand Ivan's feelings.
Because here at Ajax, here in Amsterdam, he was still familiarizing himself with it and adapting. In a sense, he was now in a state of satisfaction, unlike Ivan, who seemed to have seen a thousand sails. He knew Dutch football and everything here inside out. It might be difficult to say how challenging it was. After all, Ivan had won the Eredivisie title in his first year at the team.
Ivan swallowed the last kola roll and turned his head to face Qin Xiong. He said solemnly, "You should have some understanding of the situation within the team. Ajax's reform this season, to be honest, I don't think it was successful. Don't look at how we kept winning in the league at the beginning of the season. When it comes to the Champions League, when it comes to the challenging stage, you'll understand that the team's competitiveness has decreased. Until today, Qin Xiong, in this one month, I can see that you have ambition and are like a man. But maybe you still don't have enough, because maybe you plan to stay in Ajax for two or three years. I don't want to. I want to leave early. I want to go to Italy, the world's number one league, and become the world's best striker, the best striker in history! Maybe we can't be inseparable friends in life, but on the field, you should help me, because my ambition, my goal, is higher than yours! I can guide you and tell you, don't think that Dutch football is so great. No, the Eredivisie is not challenging at all. If you want to conquer here and enjoy it, it means that you're naive, because no great player would proudly proclaim that he won the Eredivisie championship! Five years ago, the best player couldn't wait to leave the Netherlands. That's the reality. "
Qin Xiong was silent, but his expression was extremely serious.
It was undeniable that Ivan was arrogant, and even had a bossy attitude. But it was also undeniable that Ivan had shocking ambition.
Ivan drove Qin Xiong back to Wardle Street. Seeing the place Qin Xiong rented, Ivan laughed before he left. "If you want to say goodbye to your virgin life, first of all, buy a few high-class clothes, then change your place of residence. Not many girls are willing to spend the night here with you."
Qin Xiong automatically ignored his words, but as he stared at the scene of Ivan driving away, he silently said in his heart, Ibrahimović, the difference between Easterners and Westerners is that Easterners often don't announce their ambitions. We all wear our dragon robes under our underwear!
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