The Adler's Garden Hotel may not be as luxurious as the England national team's home, but it has a unique idyllic feel.

Behind the low, delicate wooden fence on the roadside, large fields of bright orange tulips sway in the breeze, and in the distance several typical Dutch-style windmill buildings stand proudly. If you don't know it in advance, I'm afraid that many people will mistakenly think that they are located in the Netherlands and not Germany.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why the Netherlands chose to live in the country.

The casual scenery and Sneijder's stroll on the road specially decorated into a field path enjoy the beautiful scenery of summer.

After walking for a long time, Sneijder, who was silent beside him, had no intention of speaking, Yan Jingdi thought for a moment, and found a topic unrelated to football to speak first.

"Wesley, I heard that your wife, Romana, is seven months pregnant."

Hearing his wife's name, Sneijder's face finally warmed up, and he smiled at Yan Jing.

"Yes, Romana can't come to the World Cup this time, and I can't stay with her to fulfill my husband's responsibilities...... But after I go back today, I can accompany her well, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune. ”

"It's important to be with your family, what could be more important than family? Even football can't compare to it. Yan Jing agreed, "By the way, have you thought of the name of your future child?" ”

"Name?" The topic made Snead laugh, "Roman and I always quarrel over this. I said that the boy should be called Brad and the girl should be called Deborah, but she insisted that the boy should be called Randy and the girl should be Lena. ”

Seeing that the topic of family made Snead feel a lot better, Yan Jing continued to ask, "Then do you have a final conclusion?" ”

Snead shook his head: "This is a problem of the century, maybe we will have to draw lots in the end." Do you have anything to build on? ”

"Although I'm not very good at naming names...... Yan Jing touched his chin and thought about it, "What do you think of Jesse?" If it's a girl, it's called Jessica. ”

Sneijder's eyes lit up: "That's a great idea!" I'll talk to Romana when I get back......"

"Hey! Wesley! ”

A voice suddenly came from not far away, interrupting Sneijder's words.

Yan Jing and Sneijder turned their heads to see that it was Robben and Van Persie, the other two members of the Dutch team.

"Robin, Arjan." Sneijder walked over and greeted the two of them, "Good morning, you guys woke up so early. ”

"I don't want to get up at all, but Robin's alarm clock is noisy. Other than that, there's something noisier than an alarm clock......"

Robben glanced at Van Persie beside him, and his eyes revealed the meaning of "this thing is you".

Van Persie didn't notice Robben's eyes at all, and his attention had been absorbed by the people around Sneijder.

"Wesley, who is he?"

Yan Jing smiled gracefully at the two oranges: "Yan Jing, the head coach of Dortmund, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Van Persie, Mr. Robben." ”

Strict...... Scenery......?

Van Persie felt the name familiar, and he searched his mind to find a memory of the name - the Chinese who was hyped in the pre-match media news and said that whoever wins will win.

The rest of the Dutch team also started to talk about it, but he didn't bother about it.

What Eastern wizards, this title is really ridiculous, guess what is so difficult about these competitions, journalists know to engage in such gimmicks.

However, the Netherlands lost last night, and the competitive Van Persie was very unhappy, and he looked at Yan Jing with a stinky face, obviously a little angry.

"Oh, the wizard of the East who said we were going to lose to Portugal."

The smile on Yan Jing's face became embarrassed by Van Persie's words, and it was obvious that he heard the unhappiness in the other party's tone.

Robin, this kid is here again...... Robben saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly interjected to save it: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Jing." ”

"Just call me strict." Yan Jing breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately someone came out to save the scene, otherwise he really didn't know what to say, "The title of Mr. Jing always sounds strange to me." ”

"Wesley, do you know him well?" Van Persie pointed at Yan Jing, rolled his eyes and paused for a long time before saying, "Oh! Dortmund wants to buy you? ”

Van Persie, who has a straightforward personality, has made a name for himself for repeatedly disobeying the discipline of his old club PSV Eindhoven, and despite his talent, several Dutch clubs have been reluctant to accept him.

Thankfully, he met Arsene Wenger as his own son, and it was only after arriving at Arsenal that his brilliance on the pitch overshadowed his off-pitch □□.

In fact, when Sneijder met with the manager of another team in the summer, anyone with a little bit of brains would understand what that meant, but just say it in front of others......

"Robin, let's go to breakfast. Didn't you just say you were hungry? ”

Robben began to feel embarrassed for his stupid teammates, and in order to prevent the embarrassment from spreading, he forcibly dragged his teammates away despite Van Persie's struggles.

"Hey, Aryan, let go of me-!"

Ignoring Van Persie behind him, Robben waved at Sneijder and Yan Jing.

"Wesley, Yan, goodbye! We'll talk next time—"

Seeing that Robben and Van Persie's backs were getting farther and farther away, Sneijder turned his head and smiled helplessly at Yan Jing: "Please don't mind, Robin has always been like this." ”

Yan Jing laughed twice: "It's okay, I think Mr. Van Persie is quite interesting." ”

"I'll let them both keep this a secret later." Sneijder is sensible and knows that there are irregularities in contacting players privately before the summer window opens, "Robin is a bit straight-mouthed, but he is very sincere with his friends. ”

Sneijder's attitude made Yan Jing very satisfied, and he nodded, and at this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

He picked up the phone, and Zolke's voice rang out.

"Yan, I've done it, come back quickly."

This good news made Yan Jing's eyebrows happy, and he turned his head to look at Sneijder.

"Wesley, we'll have to go back and see how their discussion turns out."

The two of them walked back to the small courtyard, and Yan Jing saw that Zolke and Albers had good expressions, and thought that this should be a happy ending.

Albers called Snead over and whispered to him, and Sneijder smiled as he listened.

Yan Jing also walked to Zorke's side: "Mr. Zorke, the result is not bad?" ”

Zolke blinked: "It's a little tougher than expected, but they still haven't been able to get our top salary." ”

The whispering time between the two sides ended, and Yan Jing walked over and gave Sneijder a warm hug.

"Wesley, welcome to Dortmund, I'm sure you won't regret your decision."

Sneijder also stretched out his arm to wrap around Yan Jing: "Thank you, when should I report to the team?" ”

Yan Jing thought for a while: "The gathering time for our players who did not participate in the World Cup is July 10, so you can come before July 17...... You must be tired from the World Cup, so rest at home and spend time with your wife. ”

After the meeting with Sneijder, Yan Jing and Zolke returned to Dortmund on the same flight. This summer window, his part of the task was basically completed, which also meant that he could finally enjoy the few vacations more than ten days before the start of the team's summer training.

Yan Jing had a short but comfortable night's sleep on the plane, reaching Dortmund, where he said goodbye to Zorge and headed straight for the Douglas Bar.

The conversation with Sneijder reminded Yan Jing that he had also snubbed Rita for a while because of his work, and he usually didn't have time to spend with her, so this time he would honestly stay at the bar and watch her performance.

In front of Douglas's bar, a pickup truck was parked on the side of the road, and people kept coming out of the bar with musical instruments and equipment.

Yan Jing on the other side of the street was a little surprised, he waited for the green light on the opposite side of the sidewalk to turn on and crossed the road, standing by the truck and looking.

Finally, a man he knew came out of the bar, Mason Pearce, a member of the Rita Band, who was walking out of the door with a drum kit.

"Mason!"

Mason heard someone tell him to stop, he turned his head to see that it was Yan Jing, and was surprised to put down the drum kit in his hand and ran over.

"Hi Yan! What are you doing here? ”

"I'm done with what I'm doing, so I'm going to come and see your band perform tonight."

When Pierce heard Yan Jing's words, his expression was a little strange: "Yan, we won't be performing at Douglas Bar in the future." ”

Yan Jing was stunned: "What? Why? ”

"Eh, you don't know?" Pierce scratched his head, "Didn't Rita tell you?" ”

Yan Jing was confused: "She didn't tell me anything......"

"Mason, why haven't you done it yet, come and keep moving, there's a lot more, don't be lazy!"

Rita's voice came suddenly, she came out of the bar with her guitar bag, and looked at Yan Jing standing by the truck, and was a little stunned for a while.

“…… Yan, when did you come back? ”

"I've only been in Dortmund for a short time, and I'm anxious to see you." Yan Jing sighed, walked over and took the guitar bag in Rita's arms into his hand, and then glanced at Rita, "Mason just told me that you won't be performing at Douglas Bar in the future, what's going on?" ”

Plums! Forest! Skin! You! This!

Pierce suddenly felt that a ray of death had been aimed at him, and he felt that his life was greatly threatened.

When Yan Jing looked over again, Rita had already withdrawn her glance at Pierce, and she looked at Yan Jing's eyes and laughed dryly.