The template of Madoka Kaname: I rose from adversity to the summit.

Chapter 118 One Act of Initiative Leads to a Lifetime of Shadow [Transitional Plot, Subscribe at Your Own Risk]

Yuan Meng's transfer agreement has been finalized, with an annual salary of approximately 700 million euros plus around 280 million euros in performance-related bonuses.

This offer was just the same as the base annual salary offered by other top clubs, so Wirth did his best to help Yuan Meng negotiate 70% of the image rights revenue and a minimum termination clause of 1 million yuan.

In short, after a week of back and forth, the two sides finally reached a consensus.

Confirmed by Romano: [Yuan Meng has officially joined Ajax for €3100 million. Herewego!]

Amsterdam, Netherlands.

Yuan Meng arrived in the Netherlands on June 25 ahead of schedule.

Ten Hag specially extended his vacation, telling him he only needed to return to the team before July 12th.

Yuan Meng has plenty of time to settle down and adjust her physical condition.

He plans to find a house near the Detcombe training ground. Amstelfen is a good location that Wirth helped Yuan Meng choose. It is only a 15-minute drive from the training ground and has an upscale villa area. Its seclusion is very popular with Dutch players.

Yuan Meng, considering that she hadn't received her salary yet, only rented a small villa of 200 square meters, but it had everything she needed, including a garden, swimming pool, and large garage.

Yuan Meng rolled around on her new bed, lost in thought.

"What should I do during the holiday?"

"How about we play with your little sister?"

Meanwhile, the University of Amsterdam.

Luna sat in the coffee shop with a computer in front of her, displaying an analysis report of Chanel's design drawings.

Leah sat down next to her, scrolling through her phone: "The report isn't due until October, why the rush?"

Luna raised her eyebrows, her expression serious: "I like fashion design."

Leah waved her hand: "Fine, aren't you bored?"

She paused, then suddenly asked, "By the way, did that handsome guy from last time contact you?"

Luna blinked and gently shook her head.

"I'm really fed up with you!" Leah slumped onto the table, her cheek pressed against the cool glass, and looked at Luna sideways. "If he's not going to take the initiative, why don't you take the initiative? It was so hard to get his contact information."

Luna shook her head again: "He asked me for his contact information; it wouldn't be appropriate for me to contact him proactively."

"I understand, I understand~" Leah shrugged helplessly. "That's just the reserve of Easterners, am I right?"

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Buzz—buzz—!

Luna's phone vibrated twice. She picked it up and saw a name that surprised her.

"Is it him? Is it him!" Leah became very excited.

Luna blushed and gave a soft "Mmm".

"Quick, quick! What did he say?" Leah became unusually excited.

"He invited me out," Luna's voice was barely audible.

"Okay, say yes quickly!" Lia turned around and grabbed Katya's shoulder. "That handsome guy invited Luna out!!!"

Katya exclaimed "Wow!", covered her mouth, and quickly came to Luna's side.

The two were intently focused on the screen, urging each other on, "Luna, hurry up, find a good place for our date!"

"I—I don't know where to go." Luna's voice sounded hurried.

"Never mind, that's not the point." Leah pointed to the student dormitory. "Quick, full speed ahead, change your clothes!"

A gentle breeze, carrying the moisture from the canal, drifted over the winding cobblestone streets.

Yuan Meng and others stood at the entrance to the floating flower market on the Singer River, their fingertips unconsciously rubbing the cell phone in their pockets.

"She actually agreed. Looks like my flirting skills are pretty awesome," Yuan Meng thought to herself.

Luna arrived quickly, dressed in a simple white T-shirt and jeans, clutching a small canvas bag, her hair still tied in a small bun.

Upon seeing Yuan Meng, she paused, waved gently, and said in a clear voice, "Yuan Meng, I'm sorry, I'm not late, am I?"

"No, no, I just arrived too." Yuan Meng quickly went to greet her, her gaze lingering on her face for a second before hastily looking away. "I checked the travel guide, and it said that besides the flower market, there are many interesting little shops nearby, as well as some hands-on activities. Shall we visit the flower market first, and then check out the handicraft shops next door?"

Yuan Meng specifically checked out the guides. He had never made any preparations when playing with the German girl before, but this time he really put in his best effort!

Luna nodded slightly, carrying her canvas bag in both hands as she followed behind Yuan Meng.

The floating flower market was more lively than I had imagined. Wooden houses stretched along the canal, with colorful flowers displayed at their entrances. The fragrance of tulips and the sweet scent of hyacinths mingled with the canal's moisture, filling the entire street.

Luna's eyes brightened, she slowed her pace, reached out and gently touched a blooming orange tulip, turned to look at Yuan Meng, and smiled faintly: "The tulips here are much prettier than the ones I saw near my home."

Yuan Meng stood beside her, looking at the light in her eyes, and smiled as well: "How much do you want? Is it enough to buy them all?"

Luna was stunned for a moment, feeling that Yuan Meng was not joking, and tilted her head with a puzzled expression.

You don't mean for me to buy it?

What else could it be for?

Simply for appreciation?

Completely baffled, Yuan Meng quickly changed the subject, pointing to a small shop not far away: "Look, that's the handicraft shop I was talking about. Shall we go take a look?"

Luna withdrew her hand from the petals and whispered, "Okay, I've never ridden a Dutch windmill before."

This is a lie. Luna grew up in the Netherlands and was already sick of windmills. She just didn't want Yuan Meng's feelings to be in vain.

The two walked straight to the handicraft shop next door. The shop was small and filled with all kinds of handicrafts. Large and small wooden windmills hung on the wall, and semi-finished products and tools were placed on the table at the door.

The owner was a kind old man. Seeing the customers' skin color, he greeted them with a smile in English, handed them tools and wood, and gave them a simple demonstration of the production method.

Luna picked up the small carving knife, her fingertips trying to appear clumsy, and deliberately flicked her wrist, carving a little crookedly.

"Let me take a look." Yuan Meng quickly moved closer, deliberately keeping a little distance, but he could still smell the faint scent of shampoo in her hair. He picked up her carving knife, gently adjusted the angle, and said, "Watch me."

Yuan Meng spoke casually, but her "clumsy" talent was exposed when she actually started working, and the wood was completely ruined.

"Let me do it." Luna took the carving knife, picked up a new piece of wood, and carefully made her cuts, but her cuts were precise.

"Is it pretty?" Luna placed the carved windmill in front of Yuan Meng and gave her a playful smile.

Yuan Meng nodded subconsciously, but her gaze fell on Luna's face: "Very beautiful."

After paying, they walked along the path by the canal and soon arrived at the open-air skate park.

Yuan Meng rented two pairs of roller skates, handed one pair to Luna, put them on herself first, and then reached out her hand after she had steadied herself: "Here, let me help you stand up slowly."

Luna looked at Yuan Meng's outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, and then gently grasped it.

"Don't be afraid, take your time."

Finally, it was Yuan Meng's forte. With his exceptional balance, he could skate as if on flat ground.

Luna, on the other hand, adopted a timid and somewhat nervous demeanor.

Yuan Meng assumed it was her first time rollerblading and held her hand the whole time.

If Yuan Meng's brain could still function, he should remember that Luna had demonstrated excellent balance and flexibility on the beach last time.

Clearly, this person wasn't using their brain to think.

As dusk settled, the setting sun painted the sky a gentle orange-pink hue, and the lights along the canal banks slowly came on.

After the two had dinner, Yuan Meng suggested taking Luna home.

Yuan Meng took out her phone, opened the map, roughly noted the route, and then put the phone back in her pocket.

The two walked slowly along the street, and before they knew it, they had arrived near the De Wallen neighborhood.

A faint smell of beer gradually filled the air. Occasionally, a sexy woman would stand by the shop window facing the street, gently tapping on the glass for passersby, her eyes filled with deliberate flattery.

Yuan Meng noticed something was amiss; Luna's gaze towards him revealed a hint of doubt and disgust.

not good!

This is a trap!

At this moment, a brightly dressed woman came to Yuan Meng's side, deliberately rubbing against him, her tone ingratiating.

"Handsome, come in and have some fun, there are rooms inside."

2

Yuan Meng grabbed Luna's hand, pulled her into her arms, turned away from the glamorous woman, and quickly made her escape without saying a word.

Am I directionally challenged?

How did they end up in the red-light district?

The Netherlands lives up to its reputation; you can easily find this place by simply walking around.

After the two had walked a distance, Yuan Meng glanced at Luna's face a few times. The latter still looked very unhappy. He forced himself to explain, "Would you believe me if I said I just took the wrong turn?"

Luna didn't speak, but pointed her finger to the southeast.

Following Luna's directions, Yuan Meng arrived at a student apartment near the University of Amsterdam, where Luna walked straight inside.

Yuan Meng scratched her head, looking dejected. "Did I mess up?"

After Yuan Meng left, Luna leaned against the apartment wall, blushing, and thought: Did he really go to the wrong place? Or was he hinting at something to me?