Golden Greenery

Chapter 294 No reason to leave

April 27th, evening. The sun has not yet set, but the lights have risen. Zhuoyang walked out of the tunnel at the Bernabeu and stepped on the turf illuminated by lights and sunset. 2010-11 Champions League semi-final first leg, Real Madrid VS Barcelona.

Today is the third game of the 17-day El Clásico that we both hate, but even if it is 11,000 rounds, Real Madrid will be Barcelona's most formidable opponent every time.

However, for Zhuoyang, Real Madrid may be his favorite opponent. In his nine-year career, he has only faced Real Madrid in the two years since he came to Spain. So far, he has scored nine goals in five games against Real Madrid. The ball was not missed every time, and Barcelona won all five games.

However, Zhuoyang has a very bad memory for Real Madrid coach Mourinho. It was Inter Milan who lost to Mourinho in the Champions League semi-finals last season, which ultimately caused Joan Rapo, who bet Zhuoyang 100 million. Erta was forced to resign.

Laporta is Kou Kou's cousin and Zhuo Yang's friend. Although he doesn't say it with his mouth and even rejects it in his heart, Zhuo Yang still knows that he can't stand him. There should not be such a distinction between responsibilities in football matches, but Zhuoyang's friendship-oriented and slightly perfectionistic character makes him accustomed to doing things perfectly.

Yesterday, cousin Qiao An specially called Zhuo Yang for this game. At Zhuoyang's suggestion, Laporta had temporarily put aside his two companies and law firm affairs, and went to Austria to help his father, Archduke Frank, in dealing with the dispute with the family owner, Archduke Otto, and his father also took this opportunity. Winning many peripheral members of the Habsburg family to his side.

"Zhuoyang, you must help me get rid of Mourinho and Real Madrid." Even though he has left office, Laporta still misses the Champions League trophy that he has been in charge of Barcelona for seven years and has never been able to get it.

"Joan, I will give you this year's Champions League champion, just wait at Wembley Stadium." Wembley, London, England, venue for the 2010-11 UEFA Champions League final, May 28, 2011. There are still 31 days left until today, and Zhuo Yang has already started the countdown.

Because of his smooth draw in the past two years, Zhuoyang is not afraid of Real Madrid, but is afraid of Mourinho. Anyone who does anything to the extreme is a lunatic, and Mourinho is a lunatic who has raised regional restrictions to unprecedented heights in history. Just yesterday, Madman Mu teased Guardiola with ease when facing reporters. He is very good at psychological warfare.

"As coaches, we will all express our dissatisfaction with the referee's misjudgments, and I am the same way, but Guardiola is the only one who is different. He especially likes to chatter endlessly about correct decisions that the referee has no problem with. This is his unique skill."

"Actually, Guardiola can't win anything without the referees, Zhuo Yang and Messi."

So, at today's pre-match press conference, Guardiola became furious and cursed: "This is Real Madrid's press conference room, and Mourinho is the Fxxx boss here, the Fxxx boss. In this world, He has the most knowledge and I never wanted to compete with him. I don’t want to engage in a verbal competition because I don’t know how.”

"I am not Mourinho's opponent off the court. I will only defeat him on the court. Tomorrow's game... Oh my God, how did I win against Real Madrid in the past few times? I will continue to do so."

Zhuo Yang also helped: "Mourinho's little tricks to sow discord are like this in a place called Guizhou in China, where there is a donkey with a mouth like a cooked duck."

This "Guizhou donkey has no skills, but a dead duck has a tough mouth" joke is too convoluted. Not to mention the European media, even the large number of Chinese reporters at the scene could not understand it. Cheng Hao was confused. But Zhuo Yang made it very clear what he said next.

"With lip service off the pitch, Mourinho is the best coach in the world, but on the pitch, Guardiola, Klopp, Ancelotti, and Rijkaard are the top coaches now. .”

"If one day Pep and I separate from Messi, I mean if.

Even if we are separated, the three of us will still be world-class in our respective roles. We will still be Guardiola, Boss Mei and Zhuo Yang. But once Mourinho closes his mouth, he will no longer be Mourinho. Neo. "

Zhuoyang's sharp irony not only made the title "Boss Mei" global, but also made all Barcelona fans applaud, but his words "if we separate one day" made them tremble with fear. Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? The ever-changing world is always changing rapidly, and people are always caught off guard.

Zhuo Yang praised "Gua Zha Anjie" as the best coach because all four of them had coached him and got along very well with each other. It was reasonable and okay to praise him. No one would find fault with him, but he I offended an old baby with a red nose who likes to act like a child as he gets older.

"Zhuoyang, mother Xipi, am I not even a first-class coach in your eyes? When I started to be a coach, these four little brats hadn't learned how to throw a ball!"

"Grandpa Sir, I'm wrong~, hahaha... Sir Sir, you are a super first-class coach in another field, no one can compare with you. How could I casually mention your name on such an occasion? Xiaozhuo, I have to shower and change clothes, brush my teeth and rinse my mouth beforehand, hahaha..."

"Go away, I don't need you to visit the grave! Mother, Xipi, Zhuoyang, make a bet with me."

"What bet?"

"This year's Champions League champion." In the first leg of another semi-final yesterday, with goals from Rooney and Giggs, Ferguson's Manchester United defeated Schalke 04 2:0 away from home and took a big lead.

"Okay, what's the bet?" The two games between Barcelona and Real Madrid have not yet started, and Manchester United still has a contest with Schalke, but Zhuo Yang and Ferguson seem to have no doubts about meeting each other in the finals.

"Barcelona loses, you come to Manchester United in the summer." It's the same old thing again.

"Sir, what's wrong with you? After all these years, betting is still very uncreative. How about something else? For example, truth or dare, or naked swimming in public."

"Fuck your grandma's legs. I am turning seventy this year. If I take off my clothes, the skin on my belly is as loose as a Shar-Pei dog. Why are you naked? Alas -" Sir Alex sighed. "Zhuoyang, I am already seventy years old, and I really can't do anything anymore. Let me train you for two years and then retire, okay? You have played in Bundesliga, Serie A, and La Liga. You don't want to come to the Premier League to watch it. Want to see new scenery? Come to Manchester United, you know I've been waiting for you."

Ferguson stopped joking, and Zhuoyang became serious.

"Sir, I have only been in Spain for two years, and there is really no reason to leave now. To say the least, even if I wanted to leave, I was worth 100 million the year before last, and the glory was great, but I can't help myself from now on. Sir, Maybe there are still teams that are willing to spend 100 million or a little more to buy Zhuoyang, but Manchester United is afraid..."

"Zhuoyang, you and I both know that it's nonsense that 100 million is more than it is. It's just a bubble driven up by speculation. Your reasonable net worth this year should be between 70 and 80 million. Except for you, everyone else is only 50 million. These You know it, Barcelona knows it, and the whole world knows it. Manchester United can afford 80 million, believe me."

Ferguson's words are very fair. In fact, the 40 million that Villa was valued at last summer is the normal market situation. The European economy is in recession, and bubbles will always be bubbles. It will be difficult for them to become normal, at least for now.

"Zhuo Yang, come on, I am seventy years old and my time is running out... I mean coaching. The promise made two years ago is still valid. The weekly salary of 250,000 pounds will make you the first annual salary in football again. Barcelona can't give you that. This price."

Zhuoyang is now the second-largest player in football with an annual salary of 12 million euros. The first is Manchester City's Yaya Toure's weekly salary of 220,000 pounds, which is 12.5 million euros per year.

After experiencing the migration from Xi'an to Hannover to Milan to Barcelona, ​​Zhuo Yang is no longer averse to moving. However, you need a reason to leave Barcelona, ​​and you need a reason to go to Manchester United even more. Zhuoyang likes money but does not let money become a reason.

As of now, he has no reason.

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