super storm

Chapter 170 Parting

When Yang Yang woke up, he was in a daze, his feet seemed to be stepping on something, something was wrong, he kicked hard a few times, and the roar of Swedish center Zlatan Ibrahimovic immediately came from his ears.

"Damn it, who kicked me in the face?"

Yang Yang regained consciousness immediately, and turned his head to look, only to see three people squeezed into his 1.5-meter single bed.

I don't know when Vermaelen and Ibrahimovic actually ran to their bed?

what's the situation?
Why did these two bastards come here?
Seeing the Swedish center continue to sleep soundly after roaring, Yang Yang couldn't help laughing.

The guy who loves to be handsome is trampled on by his own stinky foot, but he can still sleep?

While struggling to sit up, Yang Yang saw Maxwell who was kicked under the bed again. Looking at him like that, he didn't know who kicked him off the bed.

Anyway, definitely not me.

Yang Yang shook his head vigorously, then turned his head to look at the next bed, and an unsightly scene appeared in front of his eyes.

That guy De Jong actually went to Sneijder's bed, and the two of them slept with their heads in their arms.

My God, is this taste too strong?
Yang Yang finally broke free, jumped off the bed, walked to the sofa chair next to him and sat down, smoothing his thoughts.

Last night at Schalke, when van der Vaart took over the St. Bradley Cup from UEFA President Johansson, the atmosphere reached its highest point, and then all of them cooperated to take a group photo and celebrate with the St. Blaird Cup one by one.

Yang Yang still remembers all these clearly, but then he had fun in the arena, played all the way to the locker room, and opened champagne to celebrate, as if someone did a striptease, and someone shouted to go back to Amsterdam overnight to visit the red light district, and then someone forced him a bottle of champagne, and then...

Patting his aching head vigorously, Yang Yang had no memory of what happened afterwards, but obviously, he must have collapsed, must have been carried back to the hotel, and these guys must have continued to celebrate after returning to the hotel.

Looking at De Jong and Sneijder in the next bed, Yang Yang checked his jersey and shorts, secretly glad they were intact.

"Why did I drink?" Yang Yang regretted it.

But it's no use regretting.

Yang Yang smelled bad all over his body now, the smell of champagne mixed with the smell of sweat, the smell was particularly choking, so he immediately packed his things, rushed in, took a comfortable bath, and came out to change into dry clothes.

Looking at the two beds and the teammates lying dead on the floor, he shook his head helplessly and sighed.

If this was captured by reporters, it would definitely be a scandal that shocked the whole world.

After walking out of the room, Yang Yang found that all Ajax players and coaches were still asleep. He asked the hotel staff and found out that they celebrated all night long last night.

"You are the only one who was carried back." The waitress looked at Yang Yang and smiled.

Yang Yang waved his hand in embarrassment, really embarrassing.

But when passing the meeting room, through the transparent glass door, Yang Yang saw the captain of the team, Van der Vaart, holding the St. Blair Cup and hiding in the corner to sleep. What's the situation?
Yang Yang could completely picture a whole team carnival in his mind, competing for the St. Bradley Cup. Van der Vaart sneaked into the conference room to hide with the championship trophy, but he fell asleep while hiding.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

No wonder the teammates are so happy.

If this was put half a year ago, when Ajax had difficulty qualifying for the group stage, who would have thought that it would be where it is today?

At that time, Ajax was really precarious and the situation was precarious. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the technical director Van Gaal stabilized the overall situation, persuaded the two ace stars Ibrahimovic and van der Vaart, and then reconciled with Trabelsi.

Looking back now, it is really not easy.

They are like this, Yang Yang's feelings are even deeper.

In the past year or so, his world has also undergone earth-shaking changes, which are so fast that he is overwhelmed. Every time he looks back, he feels like a dream.

"Thank you, Lao Bing." Yang Yang said to Lao Bing in the super training ground.

"You don't need to thank me, it's all up to you, and all the harvest is the result of your hard work." Lao Bing replied lightly.

"Thank you anyway." Yang Yang insisted.

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"Why do you wake up so early?"

When Yang Yang stood at the entrance of the hotel lobby, looking at the beautiful garden in front of him, and the lakeside park in the distance, which looked more delicate and beautiful under the rising sun, and feeling that it was a new beginning, Van Gaal's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Seeing Yang Yang startled and turned around, Van Gaal laughed, "Come out for a walk with me?"

"Let's go."

The two walked out of the hotel and strolled in the quiet Berg Park.

I don't know if it's a psychological factor or what, but I just feel that the air in the morning is very fresh, and even seems to have a little sweetness, so Yang Yang couldn't help but greedily took a few deep breaths, refreshing his heart.

Van Gaal walked very slowly, as if he was thinking about something, but also seemed to be admiring the beautiful scenery in the park.

The two of them remained silent all this time, unwilling to break this rare tranquility, and walked along the path in the park until a fork appeared in front of them.

"I'm leaving," Van Gaal said suddenly.

"Huh?" Yang Yang didn't understand, "Are you going back to the hotel?"

"No, I'm leaving Ajax."

Yang Yang was taken aback, "Why? Well done, why did you leave?"

"Opalmel is right. I am not suitable for this position. I belong to the coaching bench. I am still not convinced. I still want to prove myself on the coaching bench." Van Gaal said lightly, and at the end, he smiled lightly at Yang Yang.

Yang Yang felt that this was not a whim, but a very rational decision that had been prepared for a long time.

He was a little sad, a little bit reluctant.

Although he didn't have much contact with Van Gaal within Ajax, he always knew that Van Gaal regarded him as a friend, and he also regarded Van Gaal as a friend, but now this friend is leaving.

Ibrahimovic is leaving, Van der Vaart is leaving, Trabelsi is leaving, and now Van Gaal is leaving too. How many people will Ajax leave this summer?

"Where are you going?"

"Not far, just north of Amsterdam, Alkmaar."

Yang Yang nodded, he knew it was not far away, and he could visit it anytime.

"They have been in contact with me for several months. I have been hesitating. I originally considered taking you away. From the day I lost the bet to Truss, I have always hoped that one day you can become my player."

A few months ago, Yang Yang was just a young player with little reputation. If Van Gaal really went to coach Alkmaar and could persuade Ajax to let him go, Yang Yang would definitely switch to Alkmaar without hesitation and play under Van Gaal.

"But who would have thought that in just a few months, you created too many accidents and brought too many surprises to all of us, so that I now feel that Alkmaar is no longer suitable for you, and you should stay at Ajax."

Van Gaal spoke very calmly, but from his tone, Yang Yang felt regret and regret to some extent.

Why not Yang Yang himself?

"You know, in fact, I was ready to leave half a year ago. It was you, the game against Club Brugge gave me life and gave me the opportunity to implement my reform plan in Ajax. It has affected many people and involved many interests. Whether it succeeds or fails, it is very difficult for me to stay in the team."

Yang Yang nodded silently. He had heard people say this before, but he didn't take it to heart.

"Before I leave, I will ask Raiola to come over to discuss the contract renewal. As the technical director of Ajax, I will definitely do everything possible to negotiate, but as your friend, I hope you can get the benefits you deserve."

Yang Yang still nodded silently, he really didn't know what to say, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"As your friend and a head coach at the same time, I hope you can continue to solidify your basic skills. This is the foundation for you to gain a foothold in European football in the future. The more solid your foundation, the smoother your future development will be and the higher your achievements will be."

"You are still young, your body is also very young, and everything is full of vitality, but you have to know that injuries and age will continue to weaken your body. One day your speed will slow down and your dribbling will no longer be sharp. What will you do at that time? Without excellent skills and excellent football awareness, how can you gain a foothold in European football?"

Yang Yang couldn't help thinking of Ronaldo, a super rookie who once swept the world football.

What does 17-year-old Ronaldo look like?
He played 58 times in Cruzeiro in Brazil's domestic league and scored 44 goals. Among them, he scored 44 goals in [-] appearances for the first team, entered the Brazilian national team, participated in the US World Cup and won the championship.

In the summer when he was 17 years old, he joined Eindhoven at a high price of 600 million US dollars, and played 33 times in the first Eredivisie season, scoring [-] goals.

That was the Eredivisie in [-]!
At that time, the Bosman Act had not yet been implemented. At that time, the three giants of the Eredivisie were able to compete with the top teams of the four major leagues. Van Gaal led Ajax's youth army and was gearing up to sweep European football.

At that time, Ronaldo was about the same age as he is now, and he should be full of vigor and fearlessness, and everyone in the world must have felt that he would become another legendary superstar in world football after Pele and Maradona.

But in just ten years, how many injuries has Ronaldo experienced?His speed dropped again and again, but his weight increased again and again, so that until now, everyone has given him an ironic nickname, Fei Luo.

But in these years, he was able to overcome many serious injuries, return to the game, and lead the Brazil team to win the World Cup in [-]. This is not easy in itself, and what supports his transformation is his extraordinary talent and outstanding skills.

Yang Yang couldn't help asking himself, if he lost his speed, what else would he have left?
Be prepared for danger in times of crisis and plan ahead. The purpose of Van Gaal reminding him is to hope that he will make early preparations.

Yang Yang thought about it himself, and Van Gaal said so now, he felt suddenly enlightened.

"When are you leaving?" Yang Yang asked with concern.

"It hasn't been decided yet."

Yang Yang nodded, "Remember to inform me, I will send you off."

"it is good."

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