Golden Greenery

After eating dessert, Zhuoyang and Resakova left Ribery's restaurant and walked casually along the banks of the canal.

According to a certain routine, at this time, one party should take the initiative to send out an invitation, find a place to sit, and then find a suitable place to rest, and then something will happen naturally. However, Zhuoyang is an idiot, he doesn't understand these things at all, so naturally he didn't think about those aspects, he was still immersed in romance and ignorance.

Zhuoyang is in love!

Resakova is still confused, she is hesitating how to associate with Zhuoyang, should she join her own sex carnival? Or make Zhuoyang a unique other? So she took no further action.

Two young men and women were pretending to be admiring the canal. Suddenly, there were exclamations not far away, and urgent calls for help.

Someone fell into the water!

It was a little girl of seven or eight years old, playing with her family on the bank, only chasing the flight of dragonflies, but her feet stepped on the air, and she fell into the canal with a cry of surprise. Her family was helpless because they were all women who could not swim, so they could only look for help in a panic.

The water of the canal in late autumn was very cold, and the little girl's head was sinking and floating on the water, and the situation was very critical.

Zhuoyang didn't have time to think about it, he turned his head and ran to the place where he fell into the water. While shaking off the leather shoes, he took off his jacket, grabbed the collar of the plaid shirt and pulled it up vigorously. The shirt and sweater were thrown on the ground.

He jumped into the canal topless. Zhuoyang, who is proficient in water, didn't care about feeling the coldness of the river, and swam to the little girl with all his strength. He lifted her high with both hands to let her breath out of the water, and then swam back to the shore with his feet in the water.

Fortunately, Zhuoyang responded in a timely manner, and the child did not fall into the water for a long time. The little girl coughed a few times and spit out a few saliva, and she was fine. The frightened little girl was hugged tightly by her mother and cried loudly, and her family members forgot to say a word to Zhuoyang because of the sudden panic. grateful.

Of course Zhuoyang didn't care about these, it was just his instinctive reaction.

Then, Zhuoyang saw Resakova who was dumbfounded and her eyes were shining.

Resakova's astonishment was not just Zhuoyang's heroic behavior, there was no doubt about the woman's admiration and praise for the heroic knight's behavior.

What dazzled Resakova was Zhuoyang's naked upper body.

The naked body is sprinkled with water droplets, the well-developed chest muscles are full of edges and corners, the very standard eight-pack abdominal muscles are neat, the waistcoat is beautiful and soft, the broad latissimus dorsi and the neck form an inverted triangle, and the biceps on the arms are full and round .

Zhuoyang's muscles are not the exaggerated big bars of bodybuilders, but a nearly perfect combination. His fair skin without tattoos, matched with his handsome oriental face, looks elegant and mysterious.

The wet hair was pulled back casually, under the backlight of the sun, Zhuoyang looked like an ancient Greek statue.

Resakova was on the back seat of the bicycle just now. Although she could feel that Zhuoyang was stronger than she looked, she did not expect that there was such a perfect body hidden under Zhuoyang's clothes.

Resakova's heart beat faster, her breathing became short, and her eyes were a little blurred. She was very eager to press Zhuoyang on the bed to touch those muscles and lines.

Who says women are not perverts?

Zhuoyang felt a little embarrassed, with wet pants sticking to his legs. Taking off his wet socks and wearing leather shoes on his bare feet, he felt like the old rice farmer his father Zhuo Tongtong met when he was young when he was planting rice seedlings in the countryside.

Resakova pinched her palm hard, came out of the blur, helped Zhuoyang dry the water droplets on her body and hair, and watched Zhuoyang get dressed reluctantly. The two looked back at the little girl, and left quietly pushing their emotional bicycles.

Beside the little girl, a pair of smoky blue-like Jianshuiqiu pupils stared at Zhuoyang's leaving back until he walked far...far away in the backlight of the afternoon...

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Then some things that should have happened didn't happen.

Because Resakova was even more confused. The longing for Zhuoyang's body and the obsession with pure beauty made it difficult for her to choose. Naturally, Zhuoyang still had something to say, but he seemed at a loss due to his inexperience. In the end, he had to say goodbye reluctantly, and went back to tidy up his wet lower body.

That night, Resakova rarely called her sexual partner, and lay alone on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Resakova is very tangled!

——+—+——

Through the match against Algermissen, Klopp discovered a problem. Zhuoyang had a great influence on the game, and his physical fitness was much better than in the first game.

It affects the game because Zhuoyang's frontcourt offense is richer and smoother after he comes on the court, and he can disrupt the opponent's defensive layout with skillful breakthroughs. And because of the tacit understanding with Schweinsteiger and the others, the strength of the midfield showed that one plus one is greater than two. The improvement in physical fitness is a result of hard training in the past week, coupled with Zhuoyang's fast grasp of the running rhythm on the court, he no longer blindly sprints and reckless, and is learning to allocate physical energy reasonably, so the effect is very obvious.

Zhuoyang also felt that after the last game, although he was still very tired, he didn't have the exhausted feeling of the first game. This shows that his hard work and study are fruitful, which makes Zhuoyang very happy.

Klopp considered whether he should speed up the pace of getting Zhuoyang into the starting lineup. Although Zhuoyang's physical strength can't last the whole game, letting him start the game is likely to determine the trend of the game in advance, instead of relying on him to turn the tide when the situation is unfavorable like in these two games. After all, Zhuoyang is not yet eighteen years old. But there are also risks in letting him start. There is no key X factor off the court, and there is no surprise victory.

The development of young players is a science that must be done carefully, but it also needs to be bold and let go.

Klopp is very tangled!

Angus Mullen, owner of the Madyburg club, has been troubled recently, and even the powerful thighs of the amorous Sylvia can't calm his restless mood.

Fort Maddie's first team is in a bad situation. Since the beginning of the season, they have won 3 draws and 6 losses in the nine rounds of the league. They occupied the position of deputy squad leader early and became the number one favorite team for relegation in the C-League. The head coach of the first team, Stanley Fox, is an old man who has led the team since the seventh level. In ten years, he has gradually brought the Maddie Club from the bottom of the amateur league to the current third level. Stanley Fox has a high prestige at the club and controls the sporting power. But apparently, Stanley Fox is also a bit helpless with the current state of the team.

The youth team has done quite well this year, but what's the use? The youth team is only a supplement to the first team, and the results of the first team determine the life and death of the club. However, I heard that the Chinese boy I signed performed very well in these two games, do you want to take the time to go and have a look?

The biggest headache is the first team. change players? Now is not the transfer period, and it is unlikely that there will be too good players waiting for the price in the market. Change coach? Stanley Fox has made outstanding achievements, and the players admire him. Besides, there is currently no suitable coach at home. The famous former German national team captain and world-class superstar Matthaus is idle, but is it possible for someone to come to this small temple of his own?

"Alas—" the chairman sighed!

Angus Mullen is torn!

Zhuoyang continues to have a rich life of attending classes in the morning, practicing piano at noon, training in the afternoon, and practicing piano or surfing the Internet at night. The ignorant love and the fruitful training made him live a fulfilling and happy life.

He still works out with the club six every day after practice, and has now added several new members. Willie Ackerman, goalkeeper Clark Edmund, and Carl Rand also joined the extra training team. There are already nine people, and they can even play a three-man triangle match. On the basis of the training plan, Zhuoyang always increases the training volume by 20% on his own, and he feels pain and happiness every day.

On this day, Zhuoyang finished all the training, said goodbye to Xiaozhu at the gate of the Hannover University of Music, and dragged his tired body into the campus.

"Hello, Zhuo." A man suddenly appeared on the side of the road, and Zhuoyang was startled.

"Fuck, who are you?" In a hurry, Chinese words came out, and he said it again in German. "Do I know you?"

"You don't know me, but I know you." The person who came was a middle-aged man of medium height, slightly fat, wearing jeans, a short jacket, and a slightly fat belly.

"Who the hell are you? How did you know me?" Zhuoyang was a little wary.

"I know your name is Zhuo Yang, you are from China, you are seventeen years and two months old, and you are a first-year freshman in the Piano Department of the Hannover University of Music." The visitor was a little proud. "I also know that you are a player of the Fort Maddie youth team. You scored four goals and three assists in two games. I also know that you will practice extra after training every day, so—"

"I'll kill you spy dog!" The visitor was still babbling, Zhuoyang's scalp felt numb when he heard it, was he being followed?

Can't help feeling angry, stepping up and twisting his waist, he rushed forward, grabbed the man's neck with his left hand, and struggled forward with one arm, the dog spy was pushed against a big tree by the roadside with a "boom". Taking a step forward with his left leg, the lunge controls the person's legs, and he is about to smash down with his fist.

"Stop, stop, stop!" The visitor was so stuck that it was difficult to breathe, and he was about to be beaten, and hurriedly shouted like a turkey being pinched by its neck. "I'm a scout!"

Zhuoyang also realized at this time, how could he have any value in being followed? If you want to blame it, you have to blame it for watching domestic war movies in the army compound since childhood, and the reactionaries in it all have this face.

"Scout?"

In a quiet corner of the campus bar, Zhuoyang finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

The name of the visitor was Patrick Steele, who was a staff member of the second division team Dusseldorf Club. He was one of the scouts responsible for investigating outstanding young players in the northern division of Germany.

Patrick Steele accidentally went to the Poseidon Stadium in Adenstead on October 13, so he saw Zhuoyang's miraculous halftime performance, which made Patrick Steele notice Zhuoyang. But the young players have a lot of ups and downs. They often surprise the heavens in one game and wipe out everyone in the next game, not to mention that Zhuoyang is still an East Asian face.

On October 19th, Patrick Steele went to watch the away game of the Fort Mady Youth Team, in fact, to see Zhuoyang. This game made him firmly believe that Zhuoyang is a genius, and he should not appear in the fifth-level competition. Young players like Zhuoyang will soon be discovered by scouts from big clubs. Patrick Steele decided to strike first.

It took him a few days to investigate all Zhuoyang's information. In fact, this is not a confidential matter, and many information can be found on the Internet. Thus, the scene just now appeared.

Zhuoyang looked at Patrick Steele in front of him strangely, thinking to himself, this buddy is too unreliable, pretending to be a ghost, he almost beat him up. "I said uncle, um..., that, Mr. Steele."

"Just call me Patrick." Patrick Steele said quickly.

"Patrick, you mean you want to transfer me to Dusseldorf Club?" Zhuoyang was very interested in the rumored transfer.

"Yes, you're wasting your time in the fifth tier." Patrick Steele encouraged with all his might. "You are a genius. I have never seen a young player like you with such skillful ball control skills. You shouldn't be here. The Madyburg club is too small to give you more opportunities to display your talents. You should go. Big clubs, that's your stage."

"I think the Düsseldorf club is such a suitable stage for you to perform."

"Düsseldorf? Where is that? Is it big? Same as Bayern Munich?" Zhuoyang doesn't pay much attention to football news, and he only knows about Bayern Munich and Dortmund, oh yes, and Maddieburg.

Patrick Steele: "…"

After Patrick Steele's detailed science popularization, Zhuoyang finally understood the football geography of Germany.

"You mean, if I promise you, I can go to the German Bundesliga?" Zhuoyang was curious.

"No, no, I think you misunderstood. Zhuo, you are a young player. You are only seventeen years old, so you will naturally go to the youth team in Dusseldorf." Patrick Steele was a little embarrassed. "And our youth team is currently participating in the Northern Regional League (fourth level). However, if you are favored by the first team, you have the opportunity to go to the first team at any time, and of course it is possible to participate in the second division."

"Besides, if you go to the Düsseldorf youth team, you will get more salary, at least twice the current salary. This can be discussed with the club, and I believe it will not be a big problem if it is more."

"Thank you, Patrick, I think you made a mistake. I currently have no plans to leave Hannover at all." Zhuoyang explained solemnly. "I'm officially a student at the University of Music. Football is just my part-time job, like a work-study program. In the future I will be a musician, not a professional player."

"So, I can't leave Hannover because my school is here."