[Football] The Light of Abandoned Sons

In the past few days in Amsterdam, Van Persie mixed with everyone.Occasionally, with Kyle's advice, although this kid is indeed stubborn and a little arrogant, but fortunately, when he recognizes that this person is for his own good, he will extremely restrain his temper.Kyle has been with teenagers of this age group for so many years. Although none of them have the talent of Van Persie, they still have their own methods after all.

Although according to Alao's meaning, Robin can restrain his temper during this holiday, even if it is only temporarily, it is worth it.

However, the early morning of this day was a bit special. Aarau got up very early. When the old Kyle and Van Persie were having breakfast, he had already finished his work and went into the kitchen again.Kyle obviously knew something, and smiled at Van Persie, but he just didn't tell him what happened.

This made Van Persie, who was somewhat short-tempered, rush into the kitchen after quickly finishing his breakfast, and saw Lou Van der Ley squatting on the ground... peeling potatoes.

It is said to peel the potatoes, but in fact, the potatoes are washed, wrapped in plastic wrap and heated in a microwave oven.Van Persie saw Alao skillfully removing the plastic wrap from the cooked potatoes while touching his earlobe from the heat.Van Persie fetched a basin of cold water and brought it over, signaling Aarau to throw the potatoes in.Alao waved his hand, motioning the boy not to cause trouble, and the "huhu" in his mouth had no effect, but he habitually blew into his hand.

Kyle yelled outside and left by himself, Aarau responded, and seemed to realize that Van Persie was standing beside him.He quickly put the potatoes aside and stood up. He wanted to touch his hair habitually, but he realized that his hands were not clean. He felt a little embarrassed, "I'll take you fishing today, so we won't go to the stadium to play football."

For the itinerary he made, Van Persie was not disgusted by self-assertion.Van Persie watched him put the peeled potatoes into the bowl. Although he probably understood it, he was still a little puzzled, "What to do?" During this process, Aarau had already successfully peeled an egg, without even looking back, " Make a sandwich," and then pause, "Would you like to peel the eggs?"

So the task was assigned in this way. Arau cut the potatoes into small pieces, added egg whites and seasonings, and then processed the egg yolks separately.While heating the toast, Van Persie watched in amazement as he pried open another box of canned tuna and started making tuna salad again neatly.Ah Lao asked in the middle of his work, "If you like fish, tuna...is fine too." Van Persie just nodded when he saw the man in front of him start his actions like winding up again.

Sandwich potato salad between two slices of bread, add square ham, lettuce, cheese slices, fried eggs, tomatoes, bacon and other different combinations of various ingredients, cut off the side of the toast and cut it diagonally to form a triangle.Poke it well with a toothpick, and spread the tuna salad evenly on another piece of toast. The lunch for two is finally complete.

Aarau is packing the toast into a special sandwich box, and Van Persie looks eager to try.There was a smile unconsciously on the corner of Alau's mouth, "I can't guarantee a big meal, it's just this kind of shortcut, please trust my craftsmanship." Van Persie knew that there was no possibility of trying it before lunch, "It's hard to guarantee your craftsmanship in the future. England will not descend or be directly assimilated."

Alao looked at him with some helplessness, if he could free his hand at this moment, he would definitely bounce over.

In the childhood of living in Amsterdam, perhaps the most familiar thing to Lou van der Rey, except the road to school, was to go to the paradise of fishing.In the Netherlands, on weekends or holidays, many men bring fishing supplies and fishing licenses, drive their private cars to ponds or lakes, and enjoy fishing to their heart’s content.

"I don't have a fishing license." Van Persie said while sitting in the co-pilot, Aarau shrugged indifferently, "It's okay, the fishing administrators there are very familiar with me."

Although he kept saying that it was a familiar road, Alao still drove the car with trepidation.The car was running extremely smoothly, which made Van Persie gradually let go of his caution, but Aarau was always worried, although he didn't show it on his face.

Compared with other fishing spots that are often overcrowded and punched and kicked in order to occupy a favorable terrain, the place where Aarau came to is a place where only a few people fish quietly and enjoy the sun.He unloaded everything he needed from the car, and occasionally greeted familiar people next to him.Van Persie was helping, "You don't like fish, but I didn't expect you to like fishing."

Alao set up the fishing rod, and was taken aback when he heard what he said, before answering with a smile, "The main thing is to come out and relax."

Seeing that everything is ready, the next step is to wait. Van Persie sat next to him, raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought, according to your appearance, playing football is right to relax." Aarau did not expect that he would leave him behind. This kind of impression, "Fishing can empty the mind, you let me play football, I can't go to the green field with a blank mind."

"You and Kyle, sometimes I feel very strange," Van Persie said bluntly, "Kyle's pride because of you is well known, but I don't quite understand why you would feel so proud because of you. Pride feels uncomfortable."

"It's not uncomfortable," Aarau said calmly, "It just happened suddenly, and I feel uncomfortable."

"How could it be all of a sudden? You..." Before Van Persie finished speaking, he was quickly interrupted by Lou van der Ley, "You are surprised that I like fishing even though I don't like fishy smell". I am used to it, I This person just has a problem, once I get used to it, sometimes I can't tell whether I like it or not." After he finished speaking, his eyes widened as if thinking of something.

But Van Persie didn't notice, he frowned, obviously dissatisfied with his sudden change of subject, "So, do you still like Real Madrid or not?" Aarau asked as if he didn't care as he adjusted his fishing rod. "how to say?"

"Aren't you confused whether you are used to it or like it? Then do you still like Real Madrid?" Van Persie's words had already made Aarau faintly hear the sting, and Aarau asked, "Then what do you like about Barcelona?"

"Cruyff, Ronald Koeman, Witzger, Overmars, who performed well at Arsenal this season, also went to Barcelona. Is it normal for the Dutch to like Barcelona?" Van Persie added, "Who would give up the Amsterdam youth training like you, that is the 'Rising Star' factory."

Aarau picked up the fishing rod, found that the bait had been eaten, and put on a new bait, "Do you really want to be a football player?" Van Persie replied when he heard him say this again, " If I wasn't a football player, I can't imagine what I would be doing in the future."

"Playing at the Future Stadium is of course very good, but my dream is to run at the Bernabeu. Just like Feyenoord's De Kuip Stadium is also very good, but you still want to go to the Nou Camp." Aarau finally twisted Looking directly at him, "You said that Barcelona and Camp Nou are your dreams, and I absolutely support you. But Robin, you still need to work harder, harder, and ten thousand times harder."

Van Persie just wanted to refute, but Aarau didn't give him a chance, "I've heard about your peers, Huntelaar and Van der Vaart, who are known as the stars of tomorrow," looking at his stubborn and unconvinced eyes, "You know, of course it's not just because the two of them are at Ajax."

"Is it really not, just because they play for the Ajax youth group?"

"I know you're hesitating," Aarau couldn't listen to what he said helplessly to this man, "you're hesitating, you're hesitating whether it's not worth putting in a lot of effort on your right foot, and you're hesitating whether doing that will affect Left footed. I had that hesitation too."

"I hesitated if I went to Madrid to be accepted by the youth training, and when I started to enter Casilla, the coach asked me to switch from a midfielder who I thought was doing well to a goalkeeper. Didn't I hesitate? I Of course he hesitates, but as long as I can fight for the Bernabeu, I am willing. Just like you cannot be accepted by the Nou Camp just because of your uneven skills, if you really want to go to Barcelona, ​​​​you must also change Same."

"But what's the use of that?" Van Persie retorted without pausing at all, "You're right, I was hesitating. But what's the use of you giving up your hesitation? You gave up your talented midfield position and played goalkeeper, you Didn't you leave the Bernabeu in the end? Even if you proved that you are a genius."

With a clatter, Aarau raised his hand and put away the fishing rod in front of Van Persie.Van Persie felt a little regretful when he said that. He saw the young man possessing him and thought that he was going to beat him up angrily.Unexpectedly, when the fishing rod that Alao lifted fell off the line, a fish jumped up from the sparkling water, splashing everywhere.

So when Alao pulled the fish ashore and put it into the bucket, an awkward silence filled the two people again. It definitely didn't look like the joy they had just gained. Van Persie even wondered if Alao hadn't heard what he said just now. .

After Lao van der Ley finished handling everything, he wiped his hands clean with a towel, and pressed the palm of Van Persie's head relentlessly, "You brat, you just like to poke my sore spots, don't you?"

Van Persie left the momentary regret behind him. Such a disadvantaged action made him shake his head and try to break free, but he heard Aarau whisper, "Real Madrid has no shortage of midfielders."

"...Real Madrid does not lack goalkeepers." Van Persie replied immediately.

Aarau let go and sat back in his seat, just when Van Persie thought he was not going to answer again.

"But the Netherlands still lacks a top goalkeeper."

Van Persie looked at this young man with a calm expression in a daze.

The author has something to say:

Aarau and Sneijder filmed a rooftop advertisement together. After the advertisement was broadcast, people found that the two people, who had a height difference of about 30 centimeters, had shot side by side.

Aarau tweeted a screenshot showing me and my brother, and Sneijder retweeted it happily.

Robben, who was filmed at the same time, released a set of behind-the-scenes pictures, including a picture of Sneijder standing on the steps trying to hook Aarau's shoulders on tiptoe.

Netizens said that it was really eye-opening, the internal strife and even the exposing of the shortcomings were all done by their own people.

Robben twitched the corner of his mouth and took the phone away from Van Persie, "Satisfied."