National Treasure Striker [Football]

Julian's eyes were wide open, and it was full of "Big brother sees through you, don't pretend to tell big brother."

"I didn't fight, I accidentally bumped into it." Van Persie said without blushing.

Julian: "...I don't read much, so don't lie to me, captain, can it be like this with a bump?"

That's the way to grab the ground with the head, right?

"It really hit."

Julian expressed disbelief: "What happened?"

"Glass. Window glass."

The two looked at each other again.

"Active or passive?"

"……initiative."

Xiao Jiju was really speechless: "Then you are an iron fist, is the glass broken?"

He muttered: "If this is not broken, it will be a big loss."

I have already made a move, how can I not slap the face crookedly?After all the fights, you have to have a good time.

It must have been a fight, and I didn't win the fight, so I'm so embarrassed to say it.

"..."

Van Persie seemed to know what Julian was thinking: "It's not good to fight, don't think about it."

Xiaojiju had an indifferent face: "Oh."

If Fathead Yu doesn't talk about it, don't talk about it, the eldest brother can always find someone else to ask.

"..."

Julian threw the tulips to Van Persie. Fathead Fish had no sincerity. He decided to temporarily suspend the topic: "Captain, have you come by car? Let's go and see the new house now."

The ready-made labor is not in vain, and it just saves the taxi fare for the elder brother to carry the luggage.

Van Persie had this plan in the first place, and he must help his teammates to the end.He waited outside when Julian was collecting things, thinking that Julian had a lot of luggage, but in the end there were only two boxes.

Julian moved the things and said, "People who don't have a partner are relatively simple. Captain, don't take offense."

Van Persie: "..." This man howls every day that he has no one, but in fact, he has never seen him and really wants to find him.

Van Persie said: "It doesn't matter, you don't have to worry about playing for two years first, you are still young."

Julian rubbed his thick hair, hey, youth is so confident, there is no trouble of hair loss at all.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Van Persie's hair... If you can tell youth by whether you are bald or not... Fathead Fish is really young.

It's just that the hair color is not so uniform... Fuck, I didn't notice before, the fat head fish has white hair?

He always thought that the fat-headed murloc was more fashionable, and he liked to dye his hair in gradient colors, but when he got closer, he realized that the root part of the hair was not made by the dye, it was really white.

Julian felt embarrassed: "Captain, go, I won't keep you."

He said, put the suitcase away, opened the car door and sat down on Van Persie's passenger seat, covering his face with sadness.

Van Persie: ...? ? ?

Sometimes he really can't keep up with the children's thinking.

Julian choked up and said: "It's not easy to stay at Arsenal, and you still have to worry about me every day. When you go to Manchester United, remember to take good care of your hair... No, no, the climate in England doesn't raise your hair, or you should go to Italy, Juventus Si is very good, I think my captain's hair is very good, you just exchanged waves with my cousin... Hey, I will send you a gift later, as a return gift for tulips."

Van Persie focused well: "...Who is your captain?"

Julian blurted out: "It's my captain, the main goalkeeper of the national team, who can play until the age of 44."

"..."

Even though he has decided not to be Julian's captain, he still finds it difficult.

Julian next to him thought of his boss again.Old man Wenger also has gray hair... I'm afraid he didn't worry about it.

Next season, why not be a good boy and give the boss a box of ginger shampoo?

Give his capitalists anti-hair loss essential oils, give the boss ginger shampoo... Let's also give a share to the fat head fish.

Julian had planned to give his father this present.There is no other reason, the main reason is that capitalists can't be bald, otherwise, according to what Pangtouyu said before, I am afraid that my eldest brother will not be able to keep his handsome hair in 20 years.

Hey, since ancient times, handsome is like a beauty, and bald heads are not allowed in the world~

Van Persie tried hard to think about what Julian wanted to express: "I am not Robben, so there is no need for essential oils."

His opinion doesn't matter.Julian has made a decision, and it will be over when the time comes to send it to the fat head fish, so this sad topic should not continue.

He fastened his seat belt, and felt a warm hand over his head, pressing his fluffy hair helplessly.

When he turned his head to look, Van Persie had already started the car and turned the steering wheel without looking sideways.

... Julian became more and more determined to give Van Persie a ginger meal.

The captain must be envious of his hair.

When the two of them arrived, there were many players living in this area, and they belonged to the more aggressive and inconspicuous kind.The location Van Persie chose for him was not far from his home, and he could be a neighbor.

When Van Persie drove the car back, he passed by his house and happened to meet his wife and two children going out.

Bozira was about to go shopping, and the two children were noisy with her, and she couldn't take care of them. When she saw Van Persie came back, she simply left the two young ones to her father and made trouble for him.

Shaquille saw Julian when he got into the car with his sister. Isn't this the elder brother with particularly good-looking hair?

Shaquille and Julian knew each other very well, so he simply climbed directly to the passenger seat, and he was not afraid of being scolded by Van Persie, and he was determined to squeeze together with Julian.

Van Persie said with a straight face: "You are blocking the rearview mirror, Shaquille, sit in the back."

Shaquille turned a deaf ear and was still introducing Julian to his sister: "Tina, this is our brother! His name is Youni!"

Van Persie: "..."

Why does this "our brother" sound like something is wrong?

Julian was grinning, little Van Persie was black like his father, but his sister was yellow, not to mention how cute the little girl was.

He turned around to say hello to Tina, but Tina, who had been staring at Julian from the moment he got in the car, suddenly flattened her mouth and cried angrily in the eyes of Julian and his father's rearview mirror .

"Wow--"

Julian & Van Persie & Shaquille: ? ? ?

When Van Persie couldn't make a move while driving, Julian coaxed him dryly: "Hey girl, what are you upset about and tell your brother? Don't cry... Hey, your father's heart is broken when you cry."

He moved away and pointed at Van Persie: "See? Your father is going to cry with you too!"

Van Persie: "..."

General Fan grabbed the steering wheel with one hand and covered his face with the other.

Tina was sobbing. She really thought Van Persie was crying too, but she really stopped.

Julian said in a very obvious deceitful tone: "That's right, good girl, what's wrong with you? Did someone bully you? Tell brother, brother will beat him up for you."

Tina wiped her eyes, looked at Julian, and said, "Whoa, why are you my brother..."

Julian, who was about to continue coaxing:? ? ?

Big brother can't answer this, little girl.

Van Persie spoke in the quiet atmosphere of the car for two seconds: "Tina, don't talk nonsense, and apologize to my brother."

Tina was frightened by his father's fierce tone, tears were about to fall again, she complained tearfully: "Mom said I can find a handsome man to be my boyfriend, as long as I like it, I said I like Dad, but Mom said that neither father nor brother is allowed... woo woo woo... Tina likes you, why if you are my brother, why don't you be Tina's brother..."

A bewildered Van Persie:? ? ?

Xiaojiju who was suddenly confessed:? ? ?

What kind of fairy logic is this?The amount of information is a bit big, sister.

Little Shaquille was shocked, and this time, his sister has been broken in love twice? !

Thinking about it this way, it's not a good thing that Youni is father's son, it will make my sister sad!

Van Persie managed to get around this corner, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh: "You call him 'brother', but it doesn't mean he is my son."

And even if Julian is not your own brother, it is impossible for you!

Papa doesn't allow it!

Shaquille disagreed, and he was still struggling with logic: Dad's other teammates called him "uncle", and when he was on Yoni, he called him "brother", and only his sister would call him "brother"; If he rubbed his head, he would also rub Yoni's head. Isn't this how a son should be treated?

He doesn't even care that Dad has other sons who love you, how could Dad do this!

He was super loud: "Dad, Tina calls me 'brother' because I'm your son."

Van Persie: "..."

General Fan, who was choked by the genius son of logic, almost grabbed the steering wheel with his head.

Julian understood that Shaquille and Tina might have misunderstood the word "brother".

The little fish cubs of the fat head fish are really strange, and my brother likes them

Once you understand where the crux lies, it's easy to coax.Julian smiled and said to Tina: "How old are you this year, Tina."

Tina said in a childish voice, "I'm three years old."

The defeated old father in the driver's seat interjected: "No, you are only two years old."

You are only two years old! ! !

Tina ignored him, she was going to be three soon, she was a grown up!

She has a new love now, and her father has been thrown aside by her: "Where are you, Youni?"

Julian said, "I'm 19 years old, so I'm only ten years older than you. It's okay to call me brother, even though I'm not your father's son."

Tina stopped sobbing: "Then can Youni be my boyfriend! Tina likes Youni!"

Julian teased her: "Why does Tina like Youni?"

Van Persie:? ? ?

The old father who failed in education braked his car, parked the car, and said with a blank face: "Here we are."

The old father was in a mess. He didn't know whether he should be sad that his little daughter fell in love with the big pig's trotters outside, or whether he should be sad that his eldest son (?) was being molested by his little daughter.

However, the other three people ignored him. They were obviously good friends. Of course, the old driver who drove the car would throw it away after use.

Julian got out of the car with Shaquille in his arms, and opened the door for Tina in the back seat in a gentlemanly manner.

The little princess jumped out of the car happily, hugged Julian's thigh in a joyous manner, and continued the topic they had just said: "Because Yoni is beautiful!"

Julian quickly landed on Tina and picked her up. Xiao Yuzi really has a good eye.

Sitting in his arms, Tina didn't forget her purpose: "Yuni, you haven't said it yet, can you be my boyfriend?"

Julian continued to tease Tina: "Well, not now."

Tina asked him with wide eyes, "Why?"

Julian said seriously, "Because you are not yet 18."

Tina started snapping her fingers, but she didn't have the concept of being 18.

Van Persie: "..."

The old father couldn't stand it anymore.

Julian smiled and comforted her: "But it's okay, Youni is not much older than you. Youni can wait for you to grow up."

Van Persie: "..."

The old father does not approve of this marriage!

Fortunately, I can look at the house at this time, otherwise Van Persie felt that he would go crazy.According to his past experience with Tina, the little girl would at least have to fight for a while, but the miraculous thing was that Julian coaxed her away.

The two little ones were very happy in the new place, and Julian followed Van Persie around.This house has three floors, and there is an indoor swimming pool, and the yard is also very large. It is completely suitable for friends to come to visit in the future.Julian felt very satisfied, the house had no other disadvantages except being expensive.

The two of them stood in the yard, and the cubs ran to play by themselves. Van Persie thought about it and said to Julian, "If you don't like it very much, you can live with me."

Julian frowned, and reacted quickly: "That's not good. It's pretty good here."

Fathead Fish has a family, so it's obviously outrageous for him to rub against him.

But things are obviously not that simple, Van Persie must be——

Julian put it in his pocket: "Is this going to move? Are you sure you're leaving?"

Van Persie's eyes were calm: "Yes."

No matter which club it is, it is definitely not in London, and moving is a certainty.

There was a moment of silence between the two, and Julian asked, "Okay, but can you give me a reason?"

It really doesn't matter if others want to leave Julian, but Van Persie is the captain, and it is quite a big deal for the team to sell the captain, although it is normal for Arsenal to sell the captain.

If nothing else, Arsenal fans probably won't give up.

Van Persie said: "Arsenal has won the Champions League this season and will play well in the future. The fans will not react too much."

Julian said, "So you want to go to Manchester United?"

Van Persie took a deep breath: "I have a little boy in my heart. When I can't make a decision, I will ask him. The answer he told me is Manchester United."

"But this reason is not sufficient." Julian was not so easy to dismiss, "Is it the club's problem?"

Van Persie smiled: "If I don't want to, the club can't force me."

"Okay," Julian said with doubts in his heart, "I believe Captain, you still want to win the championship. You must have thought about it."

Van Persie's eyes darkened, and his aura changed. The aggressiveness on the field suddenly returned to him: "Of course, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. The champion of next season may not be yours."

Julian looked at him with deep eyes: "Okay, I will remember."

"Your phone is ringing," he said.

Van Persie picked up the phone, and the caller ID on the screen was the number of the Arsenal manager's office.

He took the mobile phone away from Julian and the two children and connected.

The Arsenal coach's tired voice came: "Robin."

Van Persie let out a "huh".

Wenger said: "The club...you don't have to think about it. As long as you want to stay, I will not let them take you away."

Van Persie turned around and looked at the three people having fun, his eyes softened: "Thank you, boss. Don't worry, Julian is very good."

He said, "It's better than me..."

Arsenal without him is still Arsenal.

Wenger understood what he meant, but disagreed: "You are very important to Arsenal."

Van Persie just said: "If Julian asks you, tell him that I want to leave myself."