Although it was in a bar in Milanellori, Xiangnan had just finished the surgery and could not touch any alcohol. Moreover, since Costa Cuta got angry about Xiangnan's drinking last time, Xiangnan had not touched alcohol again.

Xiangnan is a person who treats football extremely seriously and self-disciplinedly. He will consciously correct any bad habits that may cause damage to his career. This also stems from Uncle Alexander's teachings since childhood and Xiangnan's strong ambitions in his heart.

Uh... Even though Uncle Alexander himself is a drunkard...

Ask for a glass of juice, Xiangnan quietly sat at the bar counter. Through the decorative glass of the dome, you can see the two large swimming pools downstairs, which are provided for the use of the Milan First Team and the Milan Youth Team. Now, there is only one guy named Paroski in it, swimming around, doing physical adjustment recovery exercises, and whistling toward the second floor from time to time...

After these days, Xiangnan has become good friends with Paroski. The two guys of about the same age have a lot of common languages...

Uh... Actually, I mainly looked south at Paroski. This Italian teammate, obviously much more pleasing to Balotelli, who had an expression of hostility towards him...

In the crystal glass, strawberries mixed with the smell of cherries, waved to Paroski, and said hello, and then fell into a moment of loss of consciousness...

After entering the professional league, goals, madness, injuries, accompanied by myself step by step, simply, no matter what the situation, I did not give up my childhood dream.

Xiangnan lowered his head and touched his right ankle, and said to himself, "I am the natural Sagittarius!! The same as Basten!! That's right!"

"That's right.\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ I believe you are a natural Sagittarius!" A voice rang in Xiangnan's ear.

Xiangnan raised his head and saw a middle-aged man holding sunglasses in his hand, slightly curly black hair, looking at himself seriously, and stretching out his arm, "Hello Andre. I am Marco Van Basten, I'm happy to see you!"

Xiangnan looked at Basten, just like that, looking at the Dutch man in front of him, the one he admired the most since childhood.

"Hi, Basten, hello." Xiangnan was a little nervous. Damn. After all, he was a star, why was he still so nervous!

The feeling of seeing my childhood idol and the goal I pursue is indescribable.

"My name is Xiangnan. You can call me Andre!"

"Okay, Andre! You can also call me Marco.==="

"Hello, Marco, do you want a glass of juice? I'll treat you." Xiangnan calmed down his excitement, "Or come some beer?"

Basten glanced at the juice in Xiangnan's glass and nodded secretly, a self-disciplined boy.

“Beer bar, dark beer!”

"Okay, Gilbola, please have a glass of dark beer." said the waiter who was still stunned in the darkness of the south.

"It seems that you are already familiar with Milanello. They like you very much." Basten said, pointing to Gilpola.

"The environment here is good, but I'm leaving. You know, a Turin striker has been in Milanello for too long, and it will inevitably have a bad impact." Xiangnan said quickly, worried that if Basten asked him to join Milan, he would still have such a hard confidence to refuse.

"Andre, don't worry, I'm not a lobbyist." Basten took the stout beer brought up by Gilbola. "Thank you."

"Haha, I'm worried for nothing." Xiangnan smiled embarrassedly, "Marco, you must know that you are my idol since childhood. I was worried just now that you would persuade me to stay in Milan. If that were the case, it would be really embarrassing. **      ***"

"How is the injury?" Basten smiled and decided to change the topic.

"It's not bad. The operation is quite successful. Dr. Pierre told me that it will be cured about three months and you can touch the ball."

The afterglow of the setting sun sets, casting a beautiful shadow in the bar through the vast glass windows.

"Andre, recover well, I don't want the new Basten place name to be cursed by injuries." Basten looked at his watch, "To be honest, this name is really not very good, and being yourself is important."

"Uh... Marco, my TV has been showing your shots for a long time. You know, this is my spiritual food." Xiangnan also slowly felt that he was getting more and more relaxed when chatting with Basten. It felt so great to let go of his heart with his idol, so Xiangnan also made a rare joke.

"Okay, Andre, I'm leaving too. There's a question. I've already planned to give up, but I still have to ask. I hope you can understand." Basten looked at Xiangnan with a contradictory expression very seriously.

"Okay, Marco." Xiangnan was convinced that he had guessed Basten's problem. Basten's feeling to Milan and Milan's Milan's feelings to Basten.\\\\\\\\

"Andre, did you consider coming to Milan?" Basten asked this question. No matter what, no matter what, no matter what aspect, Basten is always thinking about Milan.

"Malco, I can only say that I am very good in Turin now. I don't think I will get the main position when I come to Milan now. Milan has no position. I hope you can understand this." Xiangnan considered his own sentence and tried to be more tactful. "Malco, Turin is the first club in my career. I have kindness to me, and I have feelings for her."

After saying this, Xiangnan couldn't help but joke, "Of course, Marco, when you come to Milan to coach, I will consider your invitation."

"Haha," Basten was stunned, laughed, and stood up to say goodbye, "Okay, Andre, I wish you a speedy recovery, and I hope that there will be that day."

"Thank you, Marco." Xiangnan was sitting in a wheelchair and was inconvenient to get up and stretched out his arms. "I'm really happy to see you. If I'm not wrong, Marco arranged for the Milan laboratory to be opened to me."

"I just don't want the same tragedy as me to happen to you again." Basten shook hands with Xiangnan, "To be honest, you are in the match against Inter Milan.**        ***Great floor."

After saying that, Basten stood up and said goodbye, and he wanted to rush back to the Netherlands as soon as possible.

Xiangnan felt Van Basten's slightly excited emotions, waved goodbye to Basten, looked at the back of his childhood idol, and smiled. Marco still had red and black blood in his bones.

At this time, Xiangnan seemed to suddenly remember something. He actually forgot to ask Basten for an autograph. It was really a failure and had to comfort himself. There were opportunities in the future.

Xiangnan and Paroski had a chat. Paroski now knew that Xiangnan would become his teammate in the Italian 19 national team. The Milan striker was also very happy about this news.

Obviously, if Paroski chooses a forward partner between Mario Balotelli of Inter Milan, the Milan boy will choose to go south. Although professional players will try not to bring the grudges of the club when they are in the national team, it will still have some impact, which depends on the quality of the players.

And that's right. It's like looking southward Paroski is more pleasing to Balotelli. Paroski doesn't like Inter Milan 4 very much, it doesn't matter whether it's a grudge between Milan and Inter Milan. It's just a personal preference.

Although Xiangnan also appreciates Balotelli's shooting skills and impact, especially Balotelli is as vigilant as Xiangnan, arrogant and absolutely confident on the court, but because the two people have such similarities in their personalities, Xiangnan is very unhappy.

Sometimes, the reason is that simple. What the stinky guy doesn’t think of the most is that someone is stinky to him.

Unfortunately, Xiangnan thought Balotelli was very stinky, although he himself was even more stinky.

Uh... I have to say that the guy who boasts of being a future Super Mario guy, and his international teammates, still has a long way to go.

Then, Xiangnan, with the help of Paroski, pushed the wheelchair to confess to Marcos. It can be imagined that this Milanello's internal guard was still so arrogant, with his head high and arrogant...

It is precisely because of this that Marcos is not as capable as his predecessor, the puppy, Diana, as his honorable job of picking up balls on the side of the court. Therefore, the German Shepherd, the guard of Marcos, had to continue walking in Milanello, doing security work, like a king patrolling his own territory.

While saying goodbye to Paroski and preparing to leave Milaneno, Xiangnan received a call, and Galliani wanted to see him.

Xiangnan was surprised at the invitation of Vice Chairman Milan, but he still agreed. After all, the Milan Laboratory's help to him this time was indeed sincere, and it was also necessary to meet the master before leaving.

The meeting time with Galliani was very short.

Obviously, Galliani should have had another communication with Basten before meeting Xiangnan, and in the meeting with Xiangnan---

Xiangnan and Galliani both avoided some sensitive issues, and did not mention Milan's invitation to Xiangnan, nor did they mention the small grudge between Galliani and Xiangnan.

I just talked about Xiangnan's surgery, and what is the impression of the Turin striker about Milanello.

In an atmosphere of politeness and gratitude, Xiangnan ended his meeting with the Milan Vice Chairman.

Xiangnan understood that it was precisely because he had clearly refused that Milan's invitation to him now that Galliani would meet him calmly.

Since no story has happened, why not leave beautiful memories and wait for the future?

At this time, Xiangnan had received a call from Joanna. The beautiful supermodel had arrived in Milan and had just walked out of Malpensa Airport. Now, for Xiangnan, there is good news---

Malpensa Airport, an air traffic hub in northern Italy, is less than 20 kilometers away from Milanello, and is only 1 kilometers away from the hotel Xiangnan now stays...
Chapter completed!