Chapter 44 Rejection Again
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Jiu Jiao Xiao Xin
Chapter 44 Rejection Again
"You really won't leave us." In the car, Sylvia asked Li Feng more than once, "Please, how many times have I told you that I will never leave Volendam this season, and even if I leave next season, I will only leave Holland instead of going to other Dutch teams and becoming Volendam's enemy," Li Feng said helplessly.
"We won't be able to see each other often after that," Sylvia muttered, but the car is so small, Li Feng naturally heard, "No matter where I go in the future, I will still be me, Sylvia's brother, uncle's Chinese child, and I will definitely be in Europe." Li Feng rubbed Sylvia's long golden hair and said. For him, the transfer is still far away, because the second half of the season has just started, and he knows his own situation. With such a performance, the biggest help comes from the talent of looking at the audience.
"Okay, hmph~~~ When you become a big football star, I will rely on you, eat what you have, and use what you have." Sylvia pushed away Li Feng's hand, wrinkled her pretty nose and said, "Hey~~~ Then why is your boyfriend jealous in the future?" Li Feng laughed.
"Cut~~~We Dutch men are not as stingy as your Eastern men," Sylvia said indifferently.
"Well, as long as your boyfriend doesn't mind, you can do whatever you want." The future is still far away, and Li Feng is a person who reciprocates his kindness. If there is no Uncle Holland, maybe there is no him now.
"Also, it's time for you to find an agent." Finally, Sylvia reminded, Li Feng is quite well-known in the Netherlands now, especially after this incident.
"Ah~~~ I think so too, but you know, I don't want to be manipulated by others." The matter of a manager can indeed be put on the agenda, but he doesn't want to find a random one. In fact, Li Feng thinks too much of a manager. After all, he doesn't know the so-called manager at all.
The two chatted all the way to Amsterdam, and then they separated. Sylvia went back to school directly, while Li Feng went to the restaurant that Van Basten said. Originally, Van Basten wanted to ask Li Feng for an evening, but because he didn't have a car, it was inconvenient, so he changed it to noon.
This is a rather old restaurant. When Li Feng walked in, he found that there were many Ajax celebrities and stars hanging on the wall of this restaurant. Of course, he didn’t know most of them, but he knew quite a few, such as Wim Jonker, Rijkaard, Van Basten, Van Gaal, Van der Vaart, Sneijder, etc. It is too dazzling to describe it as dazzling.
"Hey~~Feng~~~ Marco has been waiting for you for a long time." After Li Feng stood for a long time, an old man came out and said, "Hello." Li Feng extended his hand politely.
"~~~ Don't be so polite, little guy, Marco hasn't been here for a long time, it's rare to come here today, I'm cooking by myself." The Dutch old man raised his greasy hand to indicate that he couldn't shake hands with him now.
The old man had the usual enthusiasm of the Dutch. After a brief conversation, the Dutch old man took Li Feng into a small box. The greatest striker in Europe was bowing his head in thought. "Marco, the little guy you invited is here." Seeing that Van Basten didn't respond, the old man couldn't help reminding.
"Oh~~~Sorry" Van Basten stood up and said apologetically, stretching out his hand, "Hello, Feng."
"Hello, Mr. Van Basten." Li Feng quickly stretched out his hand, a pair of broad and thick hands. Van Basten's height is 189, half a head taller than Li Feng, with a rather friendly smile on his face.
After the two sat down, Van Basten did not speak directly, but praised Li Feng's performance in the last game, and then told the history of this old shop. This is an old shop that has been open for nearly 60 years. Every member of Ajax must have a meal here, which has almost become one of the traditions of Ajax.
"Hall~~~ Your craftsmanship is as good as before." After the meal, Van Basten gave a thumbs up to the Dutch old man named Hall and praised, "Thank you." The old man Hall was very happy to accept Van Basten's praise.
"Wind~~~ You know, Ajax lacks a midfielder, especially after Wesley left, Ajax, which was once full of talents, couldn't find a satisfactory successor."
"As long as you are willing, you will be the core of Ajax's midfield, and Ajax's tactics will lean towards you," Van Basten said to Li Feng seriously.
"Mr. Van Basten, first of all, I am very grateful for your attention. This is my honor, and joining Ajax is really exciting, but I still can't promise you. Mr. Van Basten may not know that before I played for Volendam, I had never played any professional games. Volendam was the first club I played for. When I came to Europe alone, it was the most confused moment in my life. The reason why I can stand in front of Mr. now is entirely thanks to Volendam, so I don't want to leave Volendam at this time. Know how to repay, I want to help Volendam stay in the first division, and even if I leave Volendam in the future, I don’t want to become Volendam’s enemy, you know, where the fans like me so much, I really can’t imagine, as an enemy appearing at the Veronica Stadium,” Li Feng blurted out after organizing in his heart.
When Li Feng was speaking, Van Basten kept looking at Li Feng. He knew that Li Feng said these words from the bottom of his heart, "So it's really a pity that I missed coaching a player who may become a great player in the future." Van Basten's tone was filled with indescribable regret and regret.
"Although I can't become a teacher and student with my husband, I hope to have this honor and become a friend of my husband." Li Feng was very grateful for Van Basten's appreciation, and the three quotations also showed Van Basten's sincerity and value.
"Of course, but you may not call me Mr. in the future. My friends call me Marco. If you see me, I will call you Feng." Van Basten put away his regrets and regrets, and said with a smile on his face and stretched out his generous hand.
"Haha~~~ Great, I can show off to my friends that I have become friends with the greatest striker in Europe," Li Feng laughed and shook Van Basten's hand again. The last handshake was a polite one, but this time they became friends.
In the end, Li Feng and Van Basten parted happily after chatting for about half an hour, but the meeting between the two was discovered by the Amsterdam reporter, and it was published the next day.
That night, Li Feng also received an unexpected phone call from Van Gaal. It turned out that Van Gaal couldn't hold back when he learned that Li Feng and Van Basten were meeting. On the phone, Van Gaal directly expressed his appreciation for Li Feng and hoped that Li Feng could come to Alkmaar to stand on the top of the Netherlands.
So Li Feng rejected Van Gaal by rejecting Van Basten's words, and because of Li Feng's words, Van Gaal admired Li Feng even more, because in Europe where utilitarian football is rampant, Li Feng's quality is too rare.
(End of this chapter)
"You really won't leave us." In the car, Sylvia asked Li Feng more than once, "Please, how many times have I told you that I will never leave Volendam this season, and even if I leave next season, I will only leave Holland instead of going to other Dutch teams and becoming Volendam's enemy," Li Feng said helplessly.
"We won't be able to see each other often after that," Sylvia muttered, but the car is so small, Li Feng naturally heard, "No matter where I go in the future, I will still be me, Sylvia's brother, uncle's Chinese child, and I will definitely be in Europe." Li Feng rubbed Sylvia's long golden hair and said. For him, the transfer is still far away, because the second half of the season has just started, and he knows his own situation. With such a performance, the biggest help comes from the talent of looking at the audience.
"Okay, hmph~~~ When you become a big football star, I will rely on you, eat what you have, and use what you have." Sylvia pushed away Li Feng's hand, wrinkled her pretty nose and said, "Hey~~~ Then why is your boyfriend jealous in the future?" Li Feng laughed.
"Cut~~~We Dutch men are not as stingy as your Eastern men," Sylvia said indifferently.
"Well, as long as your boyfriend doesn't mind, you can do whatever you want." The future is still far away, and Li Feng is a person who reciprocates his kindness. If there is no Uncle Holland, maybe there is no him now.
"Also, it's time for you to find an agent." Finally, Sylvia reminded, Li Feng is quite well-known in the Netherlands now, especially after this incident.
"Ah~~~ I think so too, but you know, I don't want to be manipulated by others." The matter of a manager can indeed be put on the agenda, but he doesn't want to find a random one. In fact, Li Feng thinks too much of a manager. After all, he doesn't know the so-called manager at all.
The two chatted all the way to Amsterdam, and then they separated. Sylvia went back to school directly, while Li Feng went to the restaurant that Van Basten said. Originally, Van Basten wanted to ask Li Feng for an evening, but because he didn't have a car, it was inconvenient, so he changed it to noon.
This is a rather old restaurant. When Li Feng walked in, he found that there were many Ajax celebrities and stars hanging on the wall of this restaurant. Of course, he didn’t know most of them, but he knew quite a few, such as Wim Jonker, Rijkaard, Van Basten, Van Gaal, Van der Vaart, Sneijder, etc. It is too dazzling to describe it as dazzling.
"Hey~~Feng~~~ Marco has been waiting for you for a long time." After Li Feng stood for a long time, an old man came out and said, "Hello." Li Feng extended his hand politely.
"~~~ Don't be so polite, little guy, Marco hasn't been here for a long time, it's rare to come here today, I'm cooking by myself." The Dutch old man raised his greasy hand to indicate that he couldn't shake hands with him now.
The old man had the usual enthusiasm of the Dutch. After a brief conversation, the Dutch old man took Li Feng into a small box. The greatest striker in Europe was bowing his head in thought. "Marco, the little guy you invited is here." Seeing that Van Basten didn't respond, the old man couldn't help reminding.
"Oh~~~Sorry" Van Basten stood up and said apologetically, stretching out his hand, "Hello, Feng."
"Hello, Mr. Van Basten." Li Feng quickly stretched out his hand, a pair of broad and thick hands. Van Basten's height is 189, half a head taller than Li Feng, with a rather friendly smile on his face.
After the two sat down, Van Basten did not speak directly, but praised Li Feng's performance in the last game, and then told the history of this old shop. This is an old shop that has been open for nearly 60 years. Every member of Ajax must have a meal here, which has almost become one of the traditions of Ajax.
"Hall~~~ Your craftsmanship is as good as before." After the meal, Van Basten gave a thumbs up to the Dutch old man named Hall and praised, "Thank you." The old man Hall was very happy to accept Van Basten's praise.
"Wind~~~ You know, Ajax lacks a midfielder, especially after Wesley left, Ajax, which was once full of talents, couldn't find a satisfactory successor."
"As long as you are willing, you will be the core of Ajax's midfield, and Ajax's tactics will lean towards you," Van Basten said to Li Feng seriously.
"Mr. Van Basten, first of all, I am very grateful for your attention. This is my honor, and joining Ajax is really exciting, but I still can't promise you. Mr. Van Basten may not know that before I played for Volendam, I had never played any professional games. Volendam was the first club I played for. When I came to Europe alone, it was the most confused moment in my life. The reason why I can stand in front of Mr. now is entirely thanks to Volendam, so I don't want to leave Volendam at this time. Know how to repay, I want to help Volendam stay in the first division, and even if I leave Volendam in the future, I don’t want to become Volendam’s enemy, you know, where the fans like me so much, I really can’t imagine, as an enemy appearing at the Veronica Stadium,” Li Feng blurted out after organizing in his heart.
When Li Feng was speaking, Van Basten kept looking at Li Feng. He knew that Li Feng said these words from the bottom of his heart, "So it's really a pity that I missed coaching a player who may become a great player in the future." Van Basten's tone was filled with indescribable regret and regret.
"Although I can't become a teacher and student with my husband, I hope to have this honor and become a friend of my husband." Li Feng was very grateful for Van Basten's appreciation, and the three quotations also showed Van Basten's sincerity and value.
"Of course, but you may not call me Mr. in the future. My friends call me Marco. If you see me, I will call you Feng." Van Basten put away his regrets and regrets, and said with a smile on his face and stretched out his generous hand.
"Haha~~~ Great, I can show off to my friends that I have become friends with the greatest striker in Europe," Li Feng laughed and shook Van Basten's hand again. The last handshake was a polite one, but this time they became friends.
In the end, Li Feng and Van Basten parted happily after chatting for about half an hour, but the meeting between the two was discovered by the Amsterdam reporter, and it was published the next day.
That night, Li Feng also received an unexpected phone call from Van Gaal. It turned out that Van Gaal couldn't hold back when he learned that Li Feng and Van Basten were meeting. On the phone, Van Gaal directly expressed his appreciation for Li Feng and hoped that Li Feng could come to Alkmaar to stand on the top of the Netherlands.
So Li Feng rejected Van Gaal by rejecting Van Basten's words, and because of Li Feng's words, Van Gaal admired Li Feng even more, because in Europe where utilitarian football is rampant, Li Feng's quality is too rare.
(End of this chapter)
