Golden Greenery

Chapter 784 I don’t owe Milan anything

Cassano tried to change direction and get rid of Pengpeng David Luiz, but Pengpeng quickly got close to him and squeezed him away with his body. After cleanly stealing the ball, Pengpeng then habitually pushed the arch of his foot to Zhuoyang.

Pengpeng is a good young man who is gentle, courteous and thrifty. He has always been modest and low-key in Milan throughout the year. Of course, in the locker room, Pengpeng is not lacking in ferocity on the court. But for such a good boy who was eloquent and beautiful, he got violent and almost beat up Ambrosini two days ago.

Two days ago, Zhuo Yang rushed to the hotel where he was staying in Milan to meet everyone. After meeting, he hugged his teammates one by one. Everyone knew that he was leaving, and they became even more intimate with each other after leaving. Words of greetings and blessings were heard endlessly. Only when Ambrosini saw Zhuo Yang walking towards him with a smile on his face, he turned around indifferently and gave Zhuo Yang a cold back.

Zhuo Yang was confused and a little annoyed behind him, but he was leaving and he didn't want to cause trouble so that he could get together and see each other again later. In the sudden awkward atmosphere, Zhuo Yang shrugged angrily, turned around and walked away without trying to warm up his face.

"Zhuoyang, you are a traitor!" Ambrosini did not let him go, turned around and said with red eyes.

"What did you say?" Zhuo Yang's face fell.

In the past three years, Ambrosini has experienced a complex process of curiosity, disgust, rejection, acceptance, respect, and admiration for Zhuo Yang. Although he has not had any unpleasantness with Zhuoyang in the past three years for the team, and has not even said a harsh word, and has always taken the overall situation into consideration, Zhuoyang is very clear about his attitude towards himself.

This is how people interact with each other. If you hate someone, no matter how well you hide it, even if you meet with an actor-level intimacy, but let me tell you, he absolutely hates you in his heart. If this person behaves in front of you, it only means that he is better at pretending than you are.

Therefore, Zhuo Yang and Ambrosini have basically maintained a normal relationship as colleagues in the past three years. Except for the collective activities of the singles gang, the two basically do not communicate in private. Anbu is the leader of the Milan singles gang.

But in the last half of the season, Ambrosini was impressed by Zhuo Yang, because he knew very well that Zhuo Yang was the person who could lead Milan's future. Anbu is a person who loves AC Milan wholeheartedly, and now he has the reddest blood in the entire team. For Milan, Anbu, who has been a team reserve for ten years, took the initiative to find Leonardo and Maldini and expressed his support for Zhuo Yang to become the team captain in the new season. He also raised his hands in approval when Zhuo Yang became a knight of the round table.

Ambrosini idolized Baresi and Maldini, and he aspired to be like them and become the flag of Milan. But for his beloved Milan, Anbu is willing to help Zhuo Yang, willingly.

Zhuo Yang has compressed his court space, and Anbu has no complaints. The arrival of Beckham and Flamini has made him a substitute. Anbu also has no complaints at all, because he loves AC the most in this team. People from Milan.

But after the news of Zhuoyang's departure came out, Ambrosini became at a loss. What should the glorious Milan Empire do? The passion for being very self-respecting, self-motivated, and polite is gone. He got his wish and became AC Milan's third official captain in 20 years, but it didn't make Anbu happy.

The poor preseason record put captain Ambrosini under tremendous pressure. He was afraid that the great foundation laid by Baresi and Maldini over the past 20 years would be destroyed by him. He was unable to stop the team from playing on the field. chaos, and the inability to stand up in difficult moments.

Disappointment with himself and fear for the team's new season made Ambrosini lose control the moment he saw Zhuoyang again, because Zhuoyang was the culprit of the current chaos.

He abandoned the Milan that had crowned him the crown, and he left the greatest team in the world leaderless.

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"You are a traitor to AC Milan, a Judas who betrayed the glory of Milan for money. You are not worthy of becoming a Knight of the Round Table." Ambrosini stared into Zhuo Yang's eyes.

Zhuo Yang's face instantly became extremely ugly, and his heart was filled with broken ice. This was the last thing he wanted to hear. He is full of feelings for AC Milan. Although it is not as good as Madiburg's first love, it is still beautiful enough. Anbu's words made Zhuoyang want to vomit blood, and he wished he could beat him immediately until he couldn't take care of himself for the rest of his life.

But Zhuoyang couldn't hold back, and he said the same thing, so that we can get together and have a good time together, and I really want to see him again, not for Anbu, but for Milan.

The boss held back, but Pengpeng didn't. He rushed forward with soaring anger and shouted: "Fuck you!" He raised his fist and was about to hit anyone, even if the other person was the newly minted captain.

Zhuoyang's reaction was alert enough. When he hugged Pengpeng from the waist, his fist was only an inch away from hitting Ambrosini's nose. "Pengpeng, forget it. Calm down, forget it..." When he was in Madibao, Pengpeng listened to Zhuoyang the most, and this time was no exception, but he still stared at Anbu fiercely.

At this time, a scene appeared that made Ambrosini think deeply. Zhuoyang stopped Pengpeng, and several others also helped to comfort him, but no one came to pull Anbu as the captain. Instead, most people looked at him with eyes. Looking at him with an evil look, only the newcomers Huntelaar and Onyewu looked like they were eating the melons of others.

In such a big team, there are twenty or thirty players. When Anbu and Zhuo Yang clashed, no one stood on the captain's side. Their attitudes were obviously biased towards Zhuo Yang, who was about to leave. They all seemed to be waiting for Anbu. Rossini made a fool of himself, including the old friends he had been with for many years, those former Knights of the Round Table.

Zhuo Yang did not touch him, but said coldly to Ambrosini: "Massimo Ambrosini, listen, I don't owe Milan anything, let alone you!"

In fact, Ambrosini was not a fool. He was just confused under great pressure and panic, and had a temporary excessive impulse. It was just that he should not have spoken indiscriminately.

During the afternoon break, five former Round Table brothers, Nesta, Inzaghi, Favalli, Pirlo, and Gattuso, came to Anbu's room together, closed the door and angrily scolded him. Although the Paladins of the Round Table are gone, they are still the bosses of the team.

The eighth master and the ninth master said to Anbu: "Zhuoyang is right. He doesn't owe Milan anything. He has contributed more to Milan than any of us."

Pharaoh and Neimei told Anbu unabashedly: "Only a fool would believe Zhuoyang's lies about leaving Milan for money. Can't you see that you have been in Milan all your life? If the club's top management doesn't want to sell, no one can leave. No exceptions."

Not a fool, nor a fool, Ambrosini was given a slap in the face by his old brothers.

When the team had a collective meal in the evening, Ambrosini apologized to Zhuo Yang in public, a very sincere apology. He did not deliberately promote Zhuo Yang's contribution to Milan, but hugged Zhuo Yang tightly with tears in his eyes.

"Zhuoyang, please forgive me. I went to the new team and worked hard. When I have free time, I will come back to Milan to see you. Let's drink and pick up girls together."

"Massimo, forget about picking up girls. My family is very strict. Drinking is indispensable... Massimo, you look so ugly when you cry... Hahaha..."

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