Golden Greenery

I just don’t pass the ball to you, but I am still the assists leader in Serie A; I just like to toss you on the court and make you keep going back and forth to do useless work, but I am still the efficiency leader in Serie A; I just like to pass the ball to you and add fuel to my feet. But I'm still the top scorer.

What can you do to me?

Everyone at AC Milan can see that I am deliberately targeting you, but no one can do anything to me, and no one can make irresponsible remarks to me. You have a foundation in the Knights of the Round Table, and I also have people to protect you. Moreover, my popularity in Milanello is much better than yours, and I have a mass base.

The Round Table knows, but can they bite me? Ancelotti knows, can he not let me go but let you go? The higher-ups know, can they drive me away and keep you?

I just want to make you dumb and unable to tell you about the hardships of eating Coptis chinensis. Not only can you not tell, but those who like you and defend you will also be speechless. I will feed you to the death, and I will bully you on purpose.

What can you do to me? What can you do to me!

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The sky is getting dark, and the calm surface of Lake Milanello is glowing with the last afterglow. Looking from the direction of the sports building, the scenery became hazy, and it was impossible to distinguish the expressions on Zhuo Yang and Gilardino's faces at this moment. Only their silhouettes three meters apart could be seen.

Zhuo Yang leaned against the fence by the lake, while Gilardino stood upright holding on to the railing.

"I can't do anything to you, and no one can do anything to you." Ji Taozi said: "This is where you are strong. If you bully me, I can only endure it. If I don't want to continue to live like this, I can only choose to leave. .”

"Zhuoyang, I don't know if you want to see me leave, or if you prefer me to stay. After all, it's not that easy to find someone who can justifiably bully you."

"I don't want to argue with you about the rights and wrongs between us at the beginning of last season. It's meaningless. But from that time on, you can find someone like me who has no worries and no psychological burden to bully you. Any guilty pleasure man, you must be satisfied.”

"You found a sense of strength in me, and you vented all your dissatisfaction with certain people in the Round Table on me. Not only was I a scapegoat, but I was also a weak lamb."

He had never heard Ji Taozi say so many words in one breath. Zhuo Yang was secretly surprised because Ji Taozi's words went straight to his heart and hit the mark.

In the face of a goal drought, Gilardino did not pass the ball to Zhuoyang, which allowed Zhuoyang to occupy the moral high ground. No matter how much he was teased, others could not say anything wrong with Zhuoyang, because Ji Taozi was at fault first.

As Zhuo Yang gradually adapted to Serie A football, his strong dominance on the court became an absolute force. Human beings generally worship the strong. In the cruel professional football, Ji Taozi did not get much sympathy.

Zhuoyang's personality is more cheerful and sunny, which makes it easier for him to make friends in the team and is more approachable. Moreover, Zhuoyang's playing style is also more likable and can help others on the court. Ji Taozi is different. He has an introverted personality and a rigorous and formal style. His teammates will respect him but won't get too close to him. Moreover, he is a pure shooter, and his survival depends on the number of goals scored. Naturally, he will take away the play of other forwards, and his style of play cannot give much help to his teammates. Therefore, it is not surprising that his popularity and mass base are not as good as those of Zhuo Yang.

He occupies the moral high ground, has crushing power, and is surrounded by people who favor him. As a result, Zhuo Yang feels comfortable bullying Gilardino.

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"Peach...Alberto, let's play football, you have to rely on your strength to speak..." Zhuo Yang suddenly felt that it was not so comfortable.

"Needless to say, Zhuoyang. This is the first time and the last time I talk to you. Whether you care or not, I will leave Milan in the summer." Gilardino said: "Although I know you don't care, I I still have to tell you, I hate you. Very much."

"You must hate me just as much, and I don't care just as much."

"Alberto, you are wrong, I... don't hate you." Zhuoyang said. He was sincere at this moment.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care. No matter what your attitude is, you can't change what happened. I lost. What I lost was not the qualification for the national team, but the loss of two years. Of course, a person like you will definitely not He doesn’t care about the time or even the life of a weakling like me.”

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The sky had completely darkened, and Zhuo Yang stood alone by the lake, staring at the dark lake in a daze.

Gilardino has left, but the communication between the two that should have happened a long time ago happened in this way. Zhuo Yang suddenly felt that the past two seasons with Tao Zi were ridiculous. What a big deal, but in the end it ended like this. does it worth? Do you really not care?

Ji Taozi's last words before leaving were: "Zhuoyang, so what if you win? Is this your purpose when I leave this place? Is your purpose in coming to Milan just to attack someone with confidence?"

Zhuoyang's thoughts were wandering by the lake. He was convinced that he really didn't care about Gilardino. He didn't care whether he was dead or alive. Zhuo Yang remembered something his father once said - being unreasonable and unforgiving is a very bad thing.

He is just unreasonable and unforgiving!

At that time, Zhuo Yang couldn't understand this sentence, but today Zhuo Yang understood it. Holding the moral high ground and refusing to give up will not make people always right, nor will they truly be happy. Zhuoyang is a person who likes to be kind to others at heart, but in the process of 'bullying' Ji Taozi, he indulges in the satisfaction of being unreasonable and unforgiving.

What am I pursuing? What is my true intention?

The lake was claustrophobic, and Zhuo Yang's eyes were pitch black.

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Until he boarded the flight to Naples the next day, Zhuo Yang was still thinking about this issue. He vaguely felt that he had grasped something, but it seemed that he was deliberately avoiding it in his heart. This question is important, but it has nothing to do with Gilardino.

At ten o'clock in the morning, AC Milan's domestic flight landed at Naples Airport, and then boarded the bus collectively. They first went to the Vesuvius Hotel, where they had lunch and then took a lunch break. At five o'clock in the afternoon, they went to the San Paolo Stadium. The game starts at 8 p.m. After the game, AC Milan will stay overnight at the Vesuvius Hotel and fly back to Milan the next day.

Newly promoted Napoli, under the leadership of coach Eddie Rea, has performed very well this season. With two rounds left, it is currently ranked eighth. Although the first half of the schedule is at San Siro, the Sao Paulo Stadium is one of the most difficult venues in Serie A this year, and Naples obviously showed a different strength than before in the second half of the schedule.

More importantly, the temptation of the Serie A championship is just ahead, and AC Milan cannot afford to miss it.

The bus was driving on the promenade, and the players were either looking at, chatting or taking a nap. Zhuoyang was trimming his nails with Kaka's small file. Just then, his cell phone rang.

It's my dad calling, which is a bit strange. This time is around five o'clock in the afternoon in China, which is a normal time, but my father rarely calls himself before the game. He likes to chat with his son in the evening after the game.

"Hey, dad..."

Zhuo Yang suddenly stood up from his seat and shouted to the front: "Stop! I want to get out!"

——"Zhuoyang, your grandma is critically ill. Go to Chengdu immediately!"

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