When Yang Yang woke up, he felt like he was stepping on something in a daze. Something was wrong. He kicked hard a few times, and the roar of Swedish center Ibrahimovic immediately came from his ears.

"Damn, who kicked me in the face?"

Yang Yang immediately woke up a little more, turned around and saw that three people were squeezed on his 1.5-meter-long single bed.

I don’t know when Fermalen and Ibrahimovic actually came to their bed?

What's going on?

Why did these two bastards come here?

Seeing the Swedish center roaring again and continuing to sleep loudly, Yang Yang couldn't help but feel amused.

A handsome guy who is stomping on his face is stomped on his face, and he can still sleep?

While struggling to sit up, Yang Yang saw Maxwell who was kicked under the bed again. Look at him like that, I don’t know who kicked him off the bed.

Anyway, it's definitely not me.

Yang Yang shook his head vigorously, turned his head and looked at the next bed. An unsightly scene appeared in front of him.

The guy DeJong actually ran to Sneider's bed, and the two of them were sleeping in their arms.

Oh my god, isn't this taste too heavy?

Yang Yang finally broke free, jumped out of the bed, walked to the sofa chair next to him to sit down, and sorted out his thoughts carefully.

Last night, when Van der Fate took over the St. Berede Cup from UEFA President Johnson, the atmosphere reached its highest point. Then they all cooperated to take photos and celebrated the St. Berede Cup one by one.

Yang Yang still remembers these things very clearly, but later he had fun in the venue, and went to the locker room, and even opened champagne to celebrate. It seemed that someone had even danced a stripper, and someone shouted that he would rush back to Amsterdam to visit the red light district overnight. Then someone forced him to give him a bottle of champagne, and then...

He patted his painful head vigorously. Yang Yang had no impression of what happened later, but it was obvious that he must have fallen and had to be carried back to the hotel. These guys must have continued to celebrate after returning to the hotel.

Looking at De Jong and Sneider on the bed next door, Yang Yang checked his jerseys and shorts, secretly glad that he was intact.

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

But regret is useless.

Yang Yang now smells bad, and the smell of champagne and sweat are mixed with the smell of smell. The smell is particularly choking, so he immediately packed up his things, rushed in, took a comfortable shower, and went out to change into dry clothes.

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

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

After walking out of the room, Yang Yang found that Ajax's players and coaches were still asleep. After asking the hotel waiter, he realized that they had celebrated all night last night.

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

Yang Yang waved his hand awkwardly, it was so embarrassing.

But when passing by the conference room, through the transparent glass door, Yang Yang saw that the team's captain Van der Fat was actually sleeping in the corner with the St. Berede Cup in his arms. What is this happening?

Yang Yang could have drawn a team carnival in his mind, competing for the St. Berede Cup, and Van der Fate sneaked into the conference room with the championship trophy in his arms, and ended up falling asleep.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

No wonder my teammates are so happy.

If this were half a year ago, when Ajax was even hard to qualify in the group, who would have thought that today would be?

Ajax was in a turmoil at that time, and the situation was in jeopardy. Fortunately, at the critical moment, technical director Van Gaal stabilized the overall situation and persuaded Ibrahimovic and Van der Fate, the two ace stars, and then settled with Trabelsey, which allowed Ajax to be reborn and this Champions League.

Looking back now, it is really not easy.

They were like this, and Yang Yang's feelings became even deeper.

Over the past year, his world has also undergone earth-shaking changes, 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.

"No need to thank me, all this depends on yourself, and all the gains are the result of your efforts." Lao Bing replied lightly.

"Thank you," Yang Yang insisted.

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"Why did you get up so early?"

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

Seeing Yang Yang was startled and turned around, Van Gaal laughed, "Go out for a walk?"

"Let's go."

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

I don’t know if it’s a psychological factor or something, but I just feel that the morning air is very fresh, and it even seems to have a little sweetness, which makes Yang Yang unable to help but take a few deep breaths greedily, which penetrates his heart.

Van Gaal walked slowly, as if he was thinking about things, but he seemed to be enjoying the beautiful scenery in the park.

The two of them didn't say anything, and were unwilling to break the rare tranquility. They walked along the trail in the park until a fork appeared in front of them.

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

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

"No, I'm leaving Ajax."

Yang Yang was startled, "Why? I did a good job, why did I leave?"

"Opamel is right. I am not suitable for this position. I belong to the coaching seat. I am still not convinced. I still want to prove myself in the coaching seat again." Van Gaal said lightly, and at the end, he smiled faintly at Yang Yang.

Yang Yang felt that this was not a whim, but a very rational decision after preparing for a long time.

He was a little sad and reluctant to leave.

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

Ibrahimovic is leaving, Van der Fate is leaving, Trabelsi is leaving, and now Van Gaal is leaving, how many people will leave Ajax this summer?

“Where are you going?”

"Not far away, just north of Amsterdam, Alkmar."

Yang Yang nodded. He knew that there was not far away and he could visit it at any time.

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

A few months ago, Yang Yang was just a young player with little reputation. If Van Gaal really coached Alkmaar and could convince Ajax to release him, Yang Yang would definitely turn to Alkmaar without hesitation and play football under Van Gaal.

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

Van Gaal spoke calmly, but from his tone, Yang Yang heard some regrets and regrets.

Why is Yang Yang himself the same?

"You know, I was actually ready to leave half a year ago. It was you, the game against Bruges, who rescinded my life and gave me the opportunity to implement my reform plan in Ajax. It affected many people and involved a lot of interests. Whether it is successful or failed, it will be difficult for me to continue to stay in the team."

Yang Yang nodded silently. He had heard of this statement before, but he didn't take it seriously.

"Before leaving, I will come over to discuss the contract renewal. As the technical director of Ajax, I will definitely try my best to negotiate, but as your friend, I hope you can get the benefits you deserve."

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

"As your friend and also a head coach, I hope you can continue to strengthen your basic skills. This is the foundation for you to base yourself in European football in the future. The solid foundation, the smoother your future development will be and the higher your success will be."

"You are still young and very young, 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 extraordinary talents will no longer be sharp. What should you do then? Without excellent skills and excellent sense of playing football, how can you gain a foothold in European football?"

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

What does seventeen-year-old Ronaldo look like?

He played 60 times in the Brazilian domestic league, scoring 58 goals, among which the first team played 44 times and scored 44 goals, entered the Brazilian national team, participated in the US World Cup and won the championship.

In the summer of seventeen years old, he joined Eindhoven for a high price of six million US dollars, and made thirty-three appearances in his first Eredivisie season and scored thirty goals.

That was the Dutch Eredivisie in 1994!

At that time, the Boseman Act had not been implemented. At that time, the three giant Eredivisie clubs could completely compete with the top teams in the four major leagues. Van Gaal and Ajax's youth army were ready to sweep the European football world.

At that time, Ronaldo was about the same age as he is now, and he should have been full of energy and fearlessness. Everyone in the world must have thought that he would become another legendary superstar in the world football world after the football kings Pele and Maradona.

But in just ten years, how many injuries have Ronaldo experienced? His speed has been decreasing, but his weight has increased again and again, so that now everyone has given him a sarcastic nickname, Fei Luo.

But over the years, he has been able to overcome many serious injuries, return to the field, and be able to bring Brazil to the World Cup in 2002. This is already quite difficult in itself, and what supports his transformation is his extraordinary talent and outstanding skills.

Yang Yang couldn't help but ask himself, if he lost his speed, what else could he have left?

Be prepared for danger in times of peace and prepare for the future. Van Gaal reminded him that he hopes he will prepare early.

Yang Yang thought about it himself, and Van Gaal said this now, and he felt a sudden enlightenment.

"When will you leave?" Yang Yang asked with concern.

“Not decided yet.”

Yang Yang nodded, "Remember to notify me and I'll give it to you."
Chapter completed!