May 19.∷

Qin Xiong had breakfast early in the morning, and then walked towards the club with a shoulder bag on his back.

He didn't choose to take a ride today.

The sea breeze sweeping from the North Sea, the smell of summer has already permeated the city, making people feel refreshed.

On this road that has been countless times since the end of August last year to today, Qin Xiong enjoys the same scenery, but every time he passes by different people.

He has become a famous figure in this area. From time to time, people who jog in the morning will take the initiative to say hello to him when they pass by. They don’t know each other, but Qin Xiong can feel the kindness of passers-by towards him, and may also show a faint fanaticism.

He always responded to these people in the same way, and today is no exception.

When he was about to arrive at the training base, he stopped outside the Amsterdam Athletic Stadium, raised his head and watched carefully and calmly this magnificent building that he was already extremely familiar with.

About two minutes later, a lot of thoughts flashed through his mind. He still remembered that in the third round of the Champions League, he and Freddy were listening to the cheers bursting out from the stadium on the street opposite the stadium, and went to fantasize about the game through the wall.

He was determined to be the protagonist of the stadium at that time!

He did it, without regrets!

Putting away his thoughts, he continued to walk towards the training base.

Today he walked into the training base as usual and greeted every staff he met naturally.

When he came to the locker room, he saw the locker room administrator, a man who most players did not remember, who looked over fifty years old. He would sort out the players' sneakers and jerseys every day. Even when the players left the locker room, it would make the place messy. The next time they walked into the locker room, they would see the locker room becoming brand new.

The old man over fifty years old is named Feiz. Qin Xiong can only remember so much. In fact, he doesn't pay much attention to the little people in the club, but such little people are respected from the bottom of his heart.

The part that Qin Xiong could see was extremely rigid and well-organized.

The locker room should be spotless, the hanging jerseys are always with the jersey numbers facing outward, and even one player has two pairs, triple pairs or more sneakers, placed according to a rule and never broken.

I remember one time a staff member lost one of Ibrahimovic's sneakers, and Fitz was furious. He changed his tepid attitude and cursed the young staff member as if the other party's mistake had greatly affected his work.

When Qin Xiong walked into the locker room, Fitz was checking whether the jerseys, sneakers, leg guards and other things were placed in the order he was used to. After he finished checking, he turned around and saw Qin Xiong standing by the door. He smiled kindly at Qin Xiong as usual and said hello: "Good morning, young man."

Qin Xiong smiled and nodded at him, and said good morning.

After Fitz left, Qin Xiong was still leaning against the wall, his eyes slowly swept across every corner of the locker room. He closed his eyes and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

In this locker room, many stories are left, about him, or he is just a bystander. Over the course of a season, the atmosphere here is also changing. Although not every player is a precious and happy memory, such as Sikola's smile has decreased significantly in the second half of the season, Songkr and Sotals are depressed, O'Brien is still a transparent person who is ignored, Litmanin becomes more and more silent and enters the role of a bystander...

But the main players who carried Ajax to be king in their local area and were enterprising in Europe laughed, complained, and fought here, and established a friendship that could not be expressed in words but could only be understood here.

Qin Xiong is about to no longer be a part of this locker room.

He looked back at what happened here for most of the season, perhaps as incredible as he stepped into here for the first time, ignoring the eyes of others, changing his jerseys here, and being harassed by Ibrahimovic.

The incredible players gathered together to create incredible miracles.

He likes the Netherlands, from the bottom of his heart.

The theme here is youthful and exciting, Ajax, PSV Eindhoven, Feyenoord, Dutch football represented by these teams, with newcomers emerging every year, geniuses competing for the top spot every year, and miracles that may happen every year are written.

But this is not his destination. At least at Qin Xiong's age, he believes that the Netherlands is no longer suitable for him.

This is the stage for newcomers to succeed in retirement.

Qin Xiong believes that he can meet new challenges.

So he will leave.

The training on this day was as usual. Qin Xiong was as serious as his first training in Ajax. It was no surprise that his teammates were not surprised, and the coach took it for granted.

Qin Xiong always maintained a focused attitude throughout the season of training. He seemed to have become a totem in training and a warning sign that his teammates could see, even geniuses were no exception.

I don’t know when, from the day when his teammates really began to pay attention to him, he was putting pressure on others and a sense of crisis. Geniuses were afraid that Qin Xiong would steal all the halos of glory, while ordinary teammates were afraid that Qin Xiong would be thrown away and never turn around. This sense of crisis promoted the team’s enthusiasm during training in the team.

As every drop of sweat was shed, the teammates either held the pursuit or gritted their teeth and worked hard with the intention of defeating Qin Xiong.

But by the end of the season, every teammate already admires Qin Xiong in his heart.

This Chinese player's success is by no means accidental.

Just relying on the concentration and hard work of training, this perseverance and determination are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Night falls.

Amsterdam Athletic Stadium is full.

Ajax fans flocked to the stadium, and they played a variety of slogans in the stands to congratulate the team on winning the championship, cheer for the stars, look forward to the Champions League final, etc.

Qin Xiong and his starting teammates stood in the player channel and waited for the appearance.

He held his head up and his chest, his eyes were bright and vivid, and there seemed to be a faint smile on his lips.

This should be the last time he played at the Amsterdam Athletic Stadium in Ajax!

Maybe he still has a chance to come back in the future, but he is not sure whether he is still wearing Ajax's jersey at that time.

The last time I played at home, and the last time I fought with myself at the doorstep of my home!

When the referee led the players of both sides out of the player channel and stepped into the court, Qin Xiong's expression suddenly changed, his bright and gentle eyes became as sharp as a knife, the smile at the corner of his mouth disappeared, and he was replaced by the sharp and resolute sharpness as a tiger!

In the noisy Amsterdam Athletic Stadium, in the confused voices in the noisy stands, Qin Xiong still heard the new nickname that Dutch fans would cheer him on while cheering for him.

"China is so powerful! China is so powerful!"

That was the nickname given to him by Chinese fans, and it was quickly adopted by Dutch fans. Then when the season ended, it became a powerful echo in the Amsterdam Athletic Stadium.

Walking into the court, standing in line, the kickoff ceremony was underway, Qin Xiong turned his head and looked at his teammates. Each teammate's expression was similar to his, and everyone did not hide the sharpness that young and passionate should have.

Perhaps China has a way of dealing with the world that is so beautiful that the forest wind will destroy.

But sorry, in the green world, you should become famous as early as possible, and work hard as you are young!

There is nothing to hide here, no need for any confusion or hiding.

The Ajax generation with heads raised their heads, their talents are amazing, and they are young and fearless, so they want to show them to the world, and even shock the world!

"The first leg of the Dutch Cup final in the 2003-2004 season will be held at the Athletic Stadium in Amsterdam. Ajax, who has won the league championship this season, faces Udrecht, who is finally ranked tenth in the league this season.

It seems like this is a big game with a strong gap, but Utrecht fans said in a random street interview before the game that their team has a chance to win the championship!

The reason is that they think Ajax will be distracted from the Champions League final, and the Champions League final held in Germany a week later will leave Ajax with great reservations in the two-legged cup final.

However, after seeing Ajax's starting lineup today, I think Utrecht fans will not naively think that Ajax doesn't care about the Dutch Cup anymore.

Koeman sent all the main players to start!

This is the final of the first leg, and it is at Ajax's home court. Koeman will definitely win the game, and the next game may be reserved. After all, that game is only three days away from the Champions League final!

Who will eventually win the Dutch Cup crown? The battle in the first 90 minutes will begin soon!"
Chapter completed!