Golden Greenery

Zhuoyang is very annoyed. He is disgusted by such games and football. Zhuoyang likes football like Madibao and the Chinese team's football, because no matter whether he scores a goal or wins there, he will have a sense of accomplishment and inner satisfaction. But today's game made those feelings disappear. The goals, the victory, even the championship, everything was so boring.

Zhuo Yang very much hoped that Ancelotti would replace him at this moment, go down to see his sister and Kou Kou, and take them away from this dirty stand. This place is not worthy of the person I love most, and it is not worthy of me.

Zhuo Yang looked for his sister and Kou Kou with his eyes, but they were lost in the fiery red stands and were missing. Zhuo Yang looked at Ancelotti with his eyes. He wanted to remind the head coach that it was time to replace him. Ancelotti stood on the sidelines blankly, like a helpless loofah.

Ancelotti was equally disheartened that such an event was ruined by a bunch of damn fans. The team's disappointment and resentment will surely spread to subsequent games, and this season is hanging in the balance again. Before one round, Milan was leading by seven points, but after today, there was only one point left. Three days later in Florence it was likely to be an even more shocking comeback than Istanbul because we had been seven points ahead.

Ancelotti doesn't know whether or how to adjust now. He is not a coach who is good at adapting to situations. If they fall behind, they should strengthen their offense, but they already have two forwards, Zhuoyang and Kaka are also on the court. The midfield is lost and the defense is chaotic. The defense should be strengthened, but how to strengthen it? One person missing is always a dilemma.

Ancelotti, who couldn't focus his eyes, didn't know that Zhuo Yang was looking at him, so Zhuo Yang was disappointed, annoyed and disappointed.

"Zhuoyang!" Someone called him, it was Wolf King Totti.

"Zhuo Yang, to be honest, it was my 11th goal of the season just now."

Zhuo Yang was in no mood to talk nonsense at the moment. "Oh, that's an amazing result."

The 33-year-old Totti smiled: "Haha, it is indeed very few, compared to you... very few. But I am still very happy, because I am going to win, I will get the winning award, the goal award, and the There is also a bonus for entering the Champions League qualifying round.”

"Zhuo Yang, those of us who play football are not fighting for the fans. Those words are just words. We play football just because football is what we are best at. I have always fought for myself."

"Fans are stupid, don't take them seriously, don't take them too seriously. The fans only deserve to circle around me, just like I tease the Labrador at home. Have you ever seen any movie star or singer who really takes the fans to heart?" The same is true for football stars. We are more qualified to be proud than movie stars and singers. Fans just like to be moved and angry by themselves. All their emotions come from their inability to deal with reality, but we are not. We have the ability to change the rules."

"Zhuoyang, I never play for the fans, I don't even play for Roma. I only fight for myself, for my Brasi, for my Christian and Chanel!"

"Zhuoyang, go fight for yourself! Lead your Milan to defeat damn Florence. Congratulations, Zhuoyang. You are still the champion, and the Florentines can't stop you."

In fact, Totti's last words were what he wanted to express most, encouraging Zhuoyang to defeat Fiorentina in the next game. However, his most critical sentence was automatically ignored by Zhuo Yang, who was more willing to listen to the previous ones.

From a star's perspective, Totti's words are undoubtedly correct. Playing football and watching football are two completely different things. The essence of some things is very cold, but that is the naked reality. They are nothing more than taking care of each other's dignity and political correctness.

Zhuoyang does not agree with what Totti said, but the most important aspect of his playing is indeed the pursuit of his own happiness, and the smiling faces of those who love him deeply. They cheer for him. They are happy, so Zhuoyang is even happier.

Totti had already walked away, but Zhuo Yang came out of his chaotic emotions. Maldini is great, the fans are very enthusiastic, and Milan's glory is very touching, but what does this have to do with me today? Why don't I be completely selfish for once?

Play a game for the medal feeling in my heart, and play a game for my sister and Kou Kou who are waiting to applaud me.

The night wind could blow away the dark clouds in the sky, but it could not disturb the stars in the sky. Zhuo Yang felt clear in his heart.

The ugly Taddei tried to protect the ball after his breakthrough from the wing was blocked. Zhuoyang was too lazy to talk to him. He took his leg from behind and kicked the football. It bounced on his leg and rolled out of the sideline. Instead of seizing the opportunity to kick the ball from the sideline, Zhuo Yang picked up the football and ran to Ancelotti.

"Carlo, adjust it!"

"How...adjustment? Offensive or defensive?" Ancelotti had no idea at the moment.

"It doesn't matter whether it's offense or defense. Let the team restore order first."

"Then...who should be replaced?" Ancelotti's ability to adapt to extremely passive situations is his weakest point. AC Milan's two classic comebacks against Deportivo La Coruna and Liverpool were both coached by Ancelotti. It is not without reason.

Zhuo Yang rolled his eyes at An Pang in his heart: You are the coach and I am the coach?

The people on the bench are all talented. What Milan lacks most on the court is not top players, but people who can help them and who can completely listen to their commands. In the entire AC Milan, the ones who can listen to Zhuoyang the most are Duck and Pengpeng. If Duck is on the court, then Pengpeng David Luiz.

"Get David on!"

"good!"

Zhuo Yang ran away and threw the sideline ball, and Ancelotti turned to yell at the bench: "David!"

David Beckham and David Luiz stood up together. Ancelotti: "..."

who? which one? Which David is Zhuoyang talking about? Hey——, forget it!

"You two, three minutes... no, two minutes to warm up."

In the 73rd minute, AC Milan made substitutions on the sidelines. Two ups and two downs. Beckham and Pompeng replaced Pirlo and Bonera. Pi Shao and Bo Shen are the most emotionally unstable and make the most mistakes. Even if Ancelotti loves them, he has no choice but to do so at this moment.

Zhuoyang wasn't idle either. He couldn't control so much anymore and made arrangements directly on the court.

"Lao Zan, you mentioned midfield." Zambrotta nodded. Anyway, he was frustrated no matter where he played, it didn't matter.

"Pengpeng, you go between the cavalry and the Pharaoh." Pengpeng naturally had no objection. Zhuoyang said to Maldini and Favalli: "You two, help your little brothers." After that, he did not look at the two. The reaction of an old god was to yell directly at Pengpeng: "Leave the fucking restricted area to me!!"

"Look, Brother Zhuo!"

"Everyone, I want to win because I am short of money. My Kou Kou is watching from the stands. I want to earn winning and championship bonuses to buy her things. I don't want to be poor. I have been crazy about poverty during this period. .”

"I want to make money, money, money, money -"

"Brother Zhuo, I'm also short of money." In fact, at Duck's age, it's not the time to pursue money, but it's not a matter of principle, so don't care.

"Then go make money with me -!!!" Zhuo Yang roared.

Later, when "The Sun" interviewed Beckham, he asked him: "What was Zhuoyang shouting during the game that day?"

Beckham said: "Don't ask, you won't believe it if I tell you."

"Let's talk and listen first."

"Zhuoyang said he was short of money!"

The reporters really didn't believe it.

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