"Are you a professional player in Huaguo?"

Listening to Bucknand's non-standard and somewhat stuttering English, Ding Yue pricked up his ears to understand what he wanted to say. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the dim light of the "Nacherd" restaurant in Amsterdam, an elderly female singer was intoxicated singing a Dutch song with an unknown name, and the voices were noisy, and Ding Yue, Bucknand, and Clark were eating in the restaurant.

Leng Zhengfeng originally refused to agree to Ding Yue's request to go out anyway, but he couldn't stand Bucknand's hard pleading, and pulled out Clark as a guarantor, so he retreated and asked Ding Yue to return to his accommodation before ten o'clock in the evening.

Bucknander pointed to Ding Yue's clothes, which were the uniforms of the Chinese national team. Because after going abroad, in addition to the clothing of the 'Football Dream' project itself, several sets of uniforms of the Chinese football team were issued.

“no.no.”

Ding Yue shook his head, took a sip of wine and said, "But I want to be a professional player." ”

"Oh? Bucknaud smiled: "You're really not a professional player?"

At this time, Ding Yue didn't know what to say. After the game, too many people asked this question. He only shook his head again.

"Hey, seriously, it's absolutely hard for you to imagine how much of an obscure and even a bit disgusting to our fans like you is doing to these blind guys on the scene today. Bucknaud seemed to be more and more agreeable, but he was still a little sorry for the 'disgust' adjective, so he raised his hands to show Ding Yue that he really didn't have any malicious intent.

Ding Yue also smiled, he knew that he didn't come to Europe in the name of Maradona or Pele after those South American geniuses became famous in Argentina or Brazil, and he was not like Park Ji-sung Kagawa Shinji who did not have extremely strong physical strength, technology and perfect tactical execution for European giants to appreciate.

He is really an unknown boy, and just today, like a little butterfly, he inadvertently broke into the maelstrom of European football, although more precisely, at the outermost part of the maelstrom or even on the shore.

However, the wind can blow up a large blank sheet of paper, but it cannot blow away a butterfly, because the power of life lies in disobedience.

As a 19-year-old amateur player, if you want to change your life and pursue your dreams, there is no other way but to fight and work hard.

"Bucknand, brother, they can see me on the field today, but no one knows how many times I've been running alone on the pitch on the other side of the ocean!"

Ding Yue sighed, stared at Bucknand's eyes and said seriously. This sentence is very sincere, because Ding Yue has indeed devoted almost all of his energy to this year, forcing himself to continue to improve.

Clarke, who was sitting next to him, put down the knife and fork in his hand, propped up the table with both hands, and his expression was also very serious, "Hey, Yue, do you really want to become a professional player?"

Although Clark's name for Ding Yue has been fluctuating, and he doesn't know why Clark and Bucknan are two long-known friends, Ding Yue still replied without hesitation: "Yes, Mr. Clark, I originally wanted to be cheeky and ask you to introduce me, but I think after this game, I have already got my stepping stone." ”

Ding Yue has his own self-confidence, and if he wants to become a professional player, he must have the consciousness of a professional player. What's more, as far as today's game is concerned, he really underestimated his own strength!

Clark smiled wryly, pointed at Bucknand and said, Then you really came to eat the right meal, "Do you know who his brother is?"

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At the source of misfortune, there is always an accident. And at the beginning of luck, there is always a coincidence.

Bucknand's brother is actually a football agent! And his brother watched the game today, and if it weren't for the urgent situation, he would have sat at this table tonight.

Before leaving, he left a message for Clark and Bucknand, "If that kid wants to play football and wants to find a team in the Eredivisie or Ligue 1, tell him to find me!"

Ding Yue smiled.

Starting from that small video, it seems that there are too many coincidences that have made me able to be said and recognized like this today.

But he deeply knows that no one in this world can rely on luck and coincidence to succeed, and the vast majority of people, most of the time, can only rely on themselves.

When the road is bumpy, only you can always support your soul, the key is which path you are determined to take, what kind of person you want to become, how you are ready to change yourself, and then move forward, always believe in your dreams on the road and persist day after day.

Only in this way can you have the opportunity to prove yourself, find the dignity and honor you want, be accepted by this world, and be looked down upon by this world!

Leaving Bucknand's phone number, Ding Yue asked Clark to return to his residence. Once again, I would like to thank him very sincerely for what he has done.

Clark was not humble at all, saying that if he really kicked out, if he went to China to be the coach of the youth team, if there was a call, he should not go back.

Ding Yue smiled: "Don't think so far ahead. ”

"Good night, my friend. ”

"Good night, Mr. Clark. ”

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"Hey, what are you thinking?"

The night breeze is gentle, but in G City, the wind at the end of July, is hot.

It's been the third day since I returned from the Netherlands, and for Ding Yue's somewhat perverted physique, the impact of jet lag is almost gone.

Standing at the familiar corner of the riverside where he confessed and counter-confessed, looking at Senior Sister Xiaoqiu in front of him, Ding Yue took a deep breath, and an indescribable emotion began to fill his chest, maybe it was called confidence, maybe it was joy or something else.

Although there is a kind of meaning of being a human being, but for the major leagues that land in the Europa, he is just a fledgling after all, and every victory and progress in his career, every step towards the dream of playing in the five major leagues, will make him feel happy, not to mention, there is now a girl like a flower by his side.

"I'm really going to Europe, Xiaoqiu. ”

If Ding Yue's appearance in her life was an accident, then Kang Xiaoqiu would never regret the appearance of this accident, and was even willing to let this accident exist longer, longer, if it could be an accident for a lifetime, it would be better.

Kang Xiaoqiu's vision is very keen, and from the details of these days with Ding Yue, she confirmed that Ding Yue is a sincere person worthy of trust, although her personality seems to be a little silent. And Kang Xiaoqiu found out more and more that Ding Yue was actually a very capable person, but he seemed to have really underestimated his ability all along.

"I know that I have watched the last two episodes of the 'Football Dream' program. It's a shame I wasn't there for the warm-up game. If you have the chance, you can go to ......."

Kang Xiaoqiu's voice gradually became smaller.

She has always admired Ding Yue's character and ability, and for more than a year, she has watched Ding Yue's continuous transformation, although she usually does not express more, her mind has already been revealed in action.

Ding Yue looked at the girl in front of her carefully, and could see that she went to the appointment tonight after dressing up carefully, a light cyan pleated skirt exposed her slender thighs, a light white shirt made her look elegant and handsome, and a thin small square silk chain was tied around her neck, and the fabric was close to the body, which actually set off the style of the royal sister who did not belong to her age.

"Little Autumn ......"

Ding Yue only whispered her name, but she couldn't say any more words, and at this moment, there was no way to say a thousand words......

Taking a light step forward, Kang Xiaoqiu raised his face, pursed his rosy lips, and under his long eyelashes, his eyes were slightly closed, and his eyelids trembled lightly like his body.

Kang Xiaoqiu's waist is very soft, so young that there is no trace of fat, no flaws, Ding Yue's hand crawled up along her waist, gently stroked her silky hair, grabbed a bunch and slid on the back of her hand, and finally hugged her into her arms and lowered her head.

The moonlight is still so beautiful, and the earth will still belong to the whole world at this moment, but in this corner, at this moment, it only belongs to the two of them.