On December 17, the seventeenth round of the league was also the last round of the league in 2004. Warren Dam was away against Arnhem. In the end, the home team relied on a supplementary shot from striker Amoa in the 77th minute to barely save the team's draw. Zhang Jun did not score, but he made a cross from the wing in just 54 seconds of the opening game, but he created the fastest goal in this round of the Dutch League.

He assisted Hener, which could be considered as giving Hener a Christmas gift.

After the draw in this game, Warren Dam's ranking has risen to 15th. The difference between Zhang Jun and no one has ever said Zhang Bullshit anymore. Everyone still wants to have a happy Christmas.

After the match with Arnhem, Zhang Jun went to St. Edron to thank Dean Statterson. He had no time during the league. At the same time, he went to the traditional Chinese medicine shop introduced by Feng Qing for a massage to consolidate the efficacy of his left ankle.

When he finished all this, two days had passed. He returned to Warrendam again, cleaned up a little, and took a plane to Milan, Italy. However, when he went to Milan, he was not going to negotiate a commercial contract or a transfer contract, but just to meet a few old friends.

Yang Pan had already called him and asked him to come to Italy for Christmas. Zhang Jun once protested why it was Italy, not the Netherlands. Yang Pan left him speechless with just one sentence. "Where is so much nonsense! I, Kaka, and Li Yongle are all in Italy, and the few obey the majority!"

He didn't know that Yang Pan had another reason for this arrangement.

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Yilan was wearing a "Chinachina" apron and stood at the door with a smile to welcome guests. Christmas is approaching and school holidays are on, but she turned down all dates and focused on staying in her father's small restaurant to help. Although her father said he didn't need to help, Yilan refused to listen. Of course, her father knew her daughter's thoughts, so she pretended to persuade her and just let it go.

There are not many customers in the store, although it is before Christmas. Yilan knew that although his father said verbally, "I want to borrow Yang Pan and make a name for Kaka to make a name for the hotel", he has never done this before. His photo with the two players is only seven inches tall, hanging on the wall behind the bar, without any text markings, how many people will notice those?

I'm afraid my dad is more about collecting his own thoughts?

The door rang, Yilan quickly bowed and smiled, "Welcome!" But when she looked up, she saw a familiar face: "It's you?"

Yang Pan had no expression on his face: "It's me." Then he walked straight to the bar. The bearded store manager knew who was coming when he heard Yilan's tone. He put down the newspaper and greeted Yang Pan: "Hi! Congratulations on scoring the third goal!" He was talking about yesterday's game, Bologna played against Regina at home, with a score of 2:0. Yang Pan scored a goal that established the victory with his signature long shot in the 63rd minute, which was also his third league goal of the season.

Yang Pan shrugged, not very happy: "But the team is only ranked seventeenth in the halfway line, fourth to last!"

"Well, overall, the team was not stable enough in the first half of the season, but your performance was highly praised!" This was not entirely a comforting compliment, because Yang Pan's stable performance in the first half of the league has proved that AC Milan has made a good deal.

Yang Pan suddenly remembered the purpose of his visit this time. He sat on a high stool and poured him a glass of water. "Are you busy here on Christmas?"

“It’s basically full.”

"So lively?" Yang Pan was surprised. "I always felt that there was no one in this store, so I was the only one who took care of your business..." he muttered.

"Hey, hey! It's a holiday at least. Can't you say some auspicious words?" The bearded man gently tapped the table.

"I have a few friends who originally planned to come to you for Christmas. I'm ready to take all the money, but you're a little more popular here than I thought. Forget it, find another one!" Yang Pan sighed, and then prepared to turn around and leave. "I wish you a prosperous business."

"Don't!" The bearded man grabbed Yang Pan, "How many of you are there?"

"Five." Yang Pan replied without hesitation, without any surprise. It seemed as if he had known that the bearded man would have such a question.

"It's good that there are not many people, so okay. I have a private room here, which I originally planned to leave for us to celebrate Christmas ourselves." said the bearded man.

"Private room?" Yang Pan was a little surprised. He had been eating in this restaurant for more than a year and had never seen any private room.

"Come with me. Yilan, take care of the outside." After the bearded man finished his order, he took Yang Pan out through the side door next to the bar.

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"This..." Yang Pan looked at the spacious room in front of him, which was very ordinary decoration, but very warm, with a sense of home. "Is this a private room?"

The bearded man smiled and said, "Only Christmas Eve is the living room between me and Yilan."

No wonder it is so lifelike. Yang Pan understood. It turned out to be the store manager's home! Since that's the case, he can't disturb people's holidays here. "This... this is not possible, we can't disturb you!" Yang Pan really wants to leave this time.

But the bearded man stopped him again. "If you can't disturb him, how can you disturb him? Hehe!"

Yang Pan suddenly realized that the Frenchman was smiling a little.

"Because I mean you spend this Christmas Eve with us." Yang Pan was startled.

"Together? You? and us?" He pointed to the bearded man and pointed at himself.

"Yes." The bearded man nodded seriously. "Don't you think this is very lively and interesting?" In fact, he wanted to get close to the stars, so he wanted to sign and take photos.

Yang Pan looked around the room again. There should be no problem with the words of the seven people. He only noticed the front before, but he didn't find that there was a different world behind him. Spending Christmas together... Well, it was indeed a very attractive proposal, especially her.

"If you, the master, don't mind the trouble we have, I will not refuse."

"Haha! Don't come here, when will you and I be polite?" The bearded man smiled happily, and the plan was successful! "Then let's make sure you call me before you come. I will prepare it here to ensure that you and your friends are satisfied!"

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Watching Yang Pan go out of the door and driving away, Yilan turned around and asked his father strangely: "What did you say to him inside? You're so happy."

"Haha, nothing big. I'm just discussing the plan to spend Christmas together."

"With him?" Yilan didn't know what she should feel after hearing this. Dad would definitely be very busy at that time. Will he be alone with Yang Pan? Why did Dad have this proposal? Could it be...

"No, there are four of his friends. In this way, we can finally have a lively Christmas! Haha!" My dad's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

Yilan rolled his eyes. It turned out that he was not alone, but had four friends. It was lively, but he felt a little disappointed. Yilan looked at the gloomy sky outside the door and sighed softly.

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When Zhang Jun arrived in Milan, he was taken home by Kaka first, and Li Yongle was waiting for him there. Then he was "beat" by the two of them, as a punishment that they had not turned on during that period.

Then after a day off in Milan, Yang Pan drove over from Bologna to pick them up. When Yang Pan saw Zhang Jun, he naturally had another "beat" without saying a word. This time, in addition to the above reasons, Zhang Jun actually bought a sports car worth 300,000 euros.

At that time, Yang Pan asked Zhang Jun viciously if he would only eat instant noodles and kimchi every day in the future, but Zhang Jun proudly said that he could go to Wang Bo’s house for free. This time, he was "beaten" by the three of them.

In the car to Bologna, Yang Pan told them that they went to a restaurant for dinner on Christmas Eve and he had already booked it. Zhang Jun suddenly laughed, remembering that Yang Pan still can't cook. Kaka also laughed loudly, thinking of the girl. Li Yongle could only smile foolishly because he didn't know what they were laughing at.

"By the way, where is An Ke?" Zhang Jun didn't see An Ke.

"He didn't let him come at my house. His big guy couldn't hold anyone else as soon as he got in." Yang Pan spoke while driving.

"When did he arrive?"

"Just arrived yesterday, the Bundesliga ended long ago. He went to Munich to play for a few days before coming here. According to the media, he was going to sign an endorsement contract for a Chinese company."

"Sign the contract? His agent..."

"Sister Hua, I introduced it." Yang Pan replied.

Zhang Jun turned his head to look at the two people behind him. Except for Kaka Chengming, he was in Brazil, all the rest were signed by Sister Hua. "Aren't she tired? She has to take care of so many people."

"What's the matter? Which agent doesn't have more than a dozen stars? And I heard that she is going to Belgium again now."

"What are you doing?"

"Contact Xiang Tao and Wang Yu, and plan to be their agent."

Zhang Jun grinned, this energetic woman.

"Anyway, she is not in love now and has no family to pull her back. Let her go and be busy. After a while, she will register and establish an agency company. Maybe she will be busier at that time."

Zhang Jun remembered An Ke again: "By the way, I heard that An Ke's family doesn't seem to support him in playing football."

"It's just that his father has an objection. But don't talk about this in person, otherwise he will not be in a good mood all Christmas." Yang Pan knew that he was most concerned about other people's situation in Europe. Maybe he was always their captain and would pay attention to them intentionally or unintentionally. Although An Ke looked proud now, there was actually a "forbidden zone" deep in his heart. He didn't want others to mention it, and he was unwilling to think about it. That was his father's attitude.

"What about his situation in Dortmund?" Zhang Jun rarely reads newspapers and news, and he regards Yang Pan as a news broadcaster.

"It's very good, and my personal performance is very good. The former main goalkeeper is almost ready, but the goalkeeper's position is very special. An Ke is now very eye-catching as the starting goalkeeper. Although there are some minor mistakes occasionally, Dortmund's media and fans like this cheerful goalkeeper. Actually, I think he is stupid. Everyone gets used to it when he makes too many ugly things. And Van Marwek seems to value him more. As long as he does not make continuous mistakes and is seriously injured, the former main goalkeeper can only be An Ke's substitute even if he gets injured."

Zhang Jun remembered his situation. Fortunately, he was a striker, not a goalkeeper, otherwise wouldn't he be the only one to watch Beuklin perform on the bench now?

He suddenly remembered something and quickly took out his cell phone.

"What are you doing?" Yang Pan asked.

"Call Sophie to avoid worrying." Zhang Jun said while dialing the phone, looking like a good man in the Gu family.

The three of them laughed, whistling and coughing again. Zhang Jun had become accustomed to it, and automatically ignored the interference of the light bulbs and spoke to Sophie.

The fiery red Hummer ran on the highway, and Yang Pan lowered the music tone and did not disturb the sweet words of the couple. Li Yongle touched Kaka behind him: "When did you find one? You can't always be a light bulb?"

Kaka gave Li Yongle a blank look: "There are only a few opportunities to be a light bulb this year! Aren't you too? Single nobles, who have the face to say to me?"

Yang Pan drove the car, focusing on the surface, but couldn't help but wondering, when should I find one myself? No matter where I go, there will be people who will care about it. That feeling must be good, right?

Maybe, she is not bad, right?

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Christmas is the most important festival in the West. For Westerners, it is equivalent to the Spring Festival to Chinese people.

As Chinese players in Europe, due to the winter break, they almost never can reunite with their families for the Spring Festival. Because China's traditional Spring Festival is always during the league, they can only regard the Western New Year as their own Spring Festival. In addition to eating turkey and Christmas dinner, they naturally have to eat dumplings.

It started to snow in Bologna two days before Christmas. At first, there were only some small snowflakes floating, but later it became heavier and heavy, and it became heavy snow. When Christmas Eve arrived, the snow on the ground had already become quite thick. The snowflakes became smaller and became the best embellishment of this festival.

"This is a Christmas gift from God!" The bearded man stood at the door holding a pipe and looked up at the sky, and snowflakes kept falling on him.

"I heard Christmas songs everywhere." Li Yongle got out of the car and said to everyone.

Yang Pan pointed to his car. He kept putting it on the way he came just now, but it was just a rock version.

Li Yongle shook his head: "No, it's outside, the song is much more suitable than your rock scene!"

"Christmas is here! Merry Christmas! Children!" A Santa Claus opened her arms to them.

"Wow! Santa Claus holding a pipe, do you think the chimney is not enough for you to smoke?" Yang Pan recognized at a glance that this was dressed as a bearded shopkeeper.

"Don't worry about so many things, come and hug one!" The bearded man said as he hugged everyone who got out of the car. Of course, hugging An Ke, who is 1.9 meters tall, is a little difficult.

"Welcome to the 'Chinachina' Chinese restaurant!" After the bearded man hugged everyone, he made a gesture of invitation.

But Zhang Jun, An Ke, and Li Yongle were stunned when they heard the store name: "This store name..."

"The grammar is wrong, right?" Yang Pan pointed to the bearded man.

The bearded man quickly smiled and explained, "That's because the author's English is too poor, haha!"
To be continued...