super storm

Chapter 57
When the sun was setting, Yang Yang and Vermaelen left De Tokmost and walked side by side to the bus stop at the intersection.

Yang Yang is still the same as usual, bouncing the ball, after four months of training, this has almost become his instinct.

Vermaelen looked at Yang Yang with great interest, always feeling that this teammate was strange and contradictory.

It stands to reason that, even if it is only the second team, those who can join Ajax are all the best among their peers, but Yang Yang is still doing this kind of boring basic training, which is really incomprehensible.

"How did you come to Ajax?" Vermaelen finally couldn't block his curiosity and asked.

After a whole day of contact, especially the training just now, the relationship between him and Vermaelen has undoubtedly become much closer. After Yang Yang thought about it, he explained everything about his time in Almere except the super training ground.

The Belgian was stunned when he heard that, he didn't expect Yang Yang to complete the leap from Almere to Ajax in only four months, which is a hurdle that countless professional players cannot overcome in more than ten years.

"Looking for a chance, I must go to the skate park you mentioned to see your masterpiece." Vermaelen said with a chuckle.

He was talking about the graffiti wall that Yang Yang mentioned.

"What about you? How did you come to Ajax?" Yang Yang asked, bouncing the ball.

"Me?" Vermaelen thought hard, shook his head and said, "I don't know, anyway, suddenly one day, a guy who claimed to be an Ajax scout approached me, and then the next day, the club I was playing for told me that they had decided to sell me to Ajax, and they never asked my opinion from the beginning to the end."

"But then, people from Ajax told me that because of my age, I couldn't join the team for the time being, so they loaned me to the original club again. So in the past two years, apart from meeting with Ajax scouts every month, I can only hear about it from newspapers and the media."

Yang Yang nodded slightly, still bouncing the ball, but he could feel some peculiar smell from Vermaelen's tone.

John Rip told him that from the moment he signed his name, he was no longer a free agent.

Maybe, at some point in the future, Ajax will suddenly sell him, maybe to a big club, but also to a low-level small team, or even directly terminate his contract and drive him out of De Tokmoster.

All in all, he wasn't quite his own anymore.

"Only if you are strong enough, can you control your own destiny." Yang Yang said the words that John Repp reminded him.

"That's right." Vermaelen nodded and smiled, "So, not only you and me, whether it's the first team or the second team, whether it's foreign players or local players, everyone is thinking about leaving here and stepping onto a higher and broader stage."

Today's Ajax is no longer the glory of the 90s, and the gap between the Eredivisie and the four major European leagues is also expanding. Whether it is economically or competitively, it is difficult for Ajax and the Eredivisie to retain players.

Yang Yang is still just an unknown pawn, and he is only working hard to get a foothold in the second team of Ajax. But if he is replaced by van der Vaart or Zlatan Ibrahimovic, he will definitely choose to leave, whether it is out of self-interest or for the development of his career.

It is very challenging to be with the best group of players in the world, whether as teammates or as opponents.

Besides, isn't the meaning of competition just to constantly challenge and break through one's own limits?

Thinking of this level, Yang Yang suddenly understood many things.

Whether it's Ajax's management selling people, players' job-hopping, or the reluctance and anger of the fans, he understands it all.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar behind them, and then they saw a sports car whizzing by on the road beside them, and then heard a sharp screeching of brakes, and the sports car abruptly stopped not far in front of them.

"Hey, it's really you, I suspect I've misread it."

When Yang Yang and Vermaelen passed by, Swedish center Zlatan Ibrahimovic was waving at them through the car window.

"Hi, hello." Yang Yang walked to the side of the road to say hello.

He and Ibrahimovic have been comrades-in-arms no matter what, and they have also left an impression on each other.

"You joined Ajax? When did it happen?" Ibrahimovic asked happily.

"Report today."

Ibrahimovic saw Vermaelen and turned to look at Yang Yang, "You live in Oderkerke too?"

"Well, I live right across from you." Yang Yang nodded.

Zlatan Ibrahimovic is not surprised. Odkerke is the closest to De Tokmost, and many people from the Ajax youth academy live there. There is nothing to make a fuss about, let alone fate.

"Don't wait for the bus, I'll take you back." Saying that, Ibrahimovic opened the door of the car and greeted the two of them, "Get in the car."

Yang Yang and Vermaelen looked at each other, and they both felt that there was no need to reject the kindness of the center forward of the first team, so they got into the car unceremoniously.

I have to say that this Porsche 911 is really cool and stylish, with two doors and four seats, but the interior space is a little smaller.

It was the first time for Yang Yang and Vermaelen to see such a cool sports car, and they couldn't help showing envious eyes. This made the Swedish center very proud of seeing it.

"Are you not speeding like this?" Yang Yang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked concerned.

"Super, but isn't that how sports cars are fun to drive?" the Swedish center answered naturally.

When Yang Yang thought about it, it seemed to be true, "You let me get off at the intersection ahead, and I'll go to the supermarket to buy vegetables."

"Shopping for vegetables?" Ibrahimovic's eyes obviously flashed a strange color, "Do you know how to cook?"

"A little bit." Yang Yang said modestly.

"That's fine. I'll take you directly to the supermarket. Go in and buy it. I'll wait for you outside. I'll try your skills tonight." Ibrahimovic replied with great anticipation.

"Okay." Of course Yang Yang would not refuse.

Anyway, if you want to cook, one more person will have an extra pair of chopsticks, which is no big deal.

"If you don't mind, how about I call Maxwell?" the Swedish center suggested.

"Of course no problem." Yang Yang replied readily.

The Swedish center cheered, stepped on the accelerator hard, and the whole car sprinted faster.

Not long after, Yang Yang bought all the ingredients and seasonings needed for dinner from the supermarket, and brought them back to the rented house in large and small bags.

Not long after I came back, the doorbell rang, and Brazilian left back Maxwell came.

The character of this 22-year-old Brazilian player is completely different from that of Zlatan Ibrahimovic. If the Swedish center is a familiar extrovert, then Maxwell is an introvert from the beginning to the end.

It is said that they used to be three brothers, and the other was Mido who transferred to leave the team, but later Mido fell out with Ibrahimovic and threw him a pair of scissors.

Yang Yang asked Vermaelen to greet the two of them, and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner by himself.

In the end, he learned his skills from the great chef's uncle, Shen Ming. Yang Yang quickly cooked up a pot of delicious stewed noodles and a few delicious side dishes, all of which were Shen Ming's home-cooked dishes.

Zlatan Ibrahimovic, Vermaelen and Maxwell, who had never tasted Chinese food before, couldn't bear the scent when they smelled the aroma. Without Yang Yang's call, the three of them rushed forward like wolves.

It didn't take long for the stewed noodles and side dishes on the table to bottom out.

"I haven't had a good meal in two or three days. It's not bad." Ibrahimovic hiccupped and smiled contentedly.

Evidently, he enjoyed his dinner.

Yang Yang and Vermaelen were both puzzled, what's going on?

"Isn't it all your fault?" Maxwell on the side complained bitterly, "What kind of car should I buy? Your Mercedes-Benz is not very good? Why do you have to change to a Porsche?"

"Porsche is cool."

"But you're going to drink the Northwest Wind. Who is like you, who bought a car just after renewing the contract and took the signing fee? You can forget about spending all of your salary, but you even throw in my share. I will also drink the Northwest Wind with you..."

When it came to the end, Maxwell had a look of helplessness. It was really...

Yang Yang and Vermaelen looked at each other, and then they all understood why Ibrahimovic took the initiative when he heard that he was going to the supermarket to buy groceries just now, and he didn't have a meal tonight.

They are all a group of young people who don't care about their heads.

Ajax's salary is calculated as a weekly salary, but it is actually a monthly salary, and there is still half a month before the next month's salary...

Thinking of this, and looking at the awkward appearance of Ibrahimovic and Maxwell, Yang Yang's heart moved.

"If you think my craftsmanship is not bad, why not come over to eat here for a while." Yang Yang suggested, "It's just that my salary is meager, so I definitely can't serve you with good fish and meat, but food and clothing are not a problem."

When he thinks that he is only [-] euros a week, and he has to support a center forward with a weekly salary of [-] euros and a left back with a weekly salary of [-] euros, he can't help being a little funny, but considering Ibrahimovic's shameless and familiar character, it is estimated that even if he doesn't say it, he will definitely come here often to eat and drink.

Instead of this, it's better to speak up on your own initiative, and look a little more arrogant, just treat it as making two friends.

Sure enough, after hearing what Yang Yang said, Ibrahimovic nodded in agreement in a hurry, kept praising Yang Yang for his loyalty, and said that he would repay Yang Yang if he found an opportunity. Even Maxwell thanked him frequently, saying that he would pay Yang Yang back when he got his salary next month.

Since he wanted to make friends, Yang Yang wouldn't mind these things.

After eating and cleaning up, Maxwell and Vermaelen took the initiative to help Yang Yang clean up. Ibrahimovic probably felt embarrassed and took over the sweeping and mopping work.

After scrubbing and washing, Yang Yang brought out a plate of cut fruits as if by magic, which was so beautiful that the three of them were full of praise.

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