Golden Greenery

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"Everyone, please be quiet." Zhuo Yang clapped his hands, and the lively and cheerful room quickly fell silent, and ten pairs of eyes looked at him. Zhuo Yang was very satisfied with this effect.

Zhuo Yang didn't continue talking immediately. He picked up the beer cup and drank half of it in one breath. Then he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Everyone, I am leaving this summer. Leaving Barcelona."

For a moment, the expressions in the room were a riot of colour. Coffee and Keita stopped chewing in their mouths. Ade, Afeilai, and Xiaobu looked at Zhuoyang in surprise, while Pinto, Dan Erye, and Xiaojie continued to stare, waiting for Zhuoyang to continue.

Xiaobai and Boss Mei lowered their heads, played with the salmon sashimi on the plate with their forks, and spread layer after layer of wasabi sauce.

The silence at this time was in sharp contrast to the noise just now, and the space seemed to have solidified. Zhuoyang spread his hands and shrugged, looking around at everyone with his eyes.

Looking at Zhuoyang with eager and suspicious eyes, Xiaobu, Keita and Coffee moved their lips.

"Don't ask. If you ask, you have no comment!" Zhuo Yang suddenly raised his voice.

The mouths that were ready to speak moved a few times, but the word 'why' was blocked by Zhuo Yang's words.

"Actually, there is nothing that needs to be kept secret, but it is my personal reason for leaving. Some of my personal secrets are involved, so it is not convenient for me to tell everyone everything. I ask for your understanding."

That being said, there are no stupid people in this room, and no stupid person can play top-level football. Reminiscent of some abnormal phenomena at the end of the season, a few pairs of eyes turned to look at Messi who was still playing with the sashimi. They may not have speculated that Zhuoyang's departure was related to Messi, but it was obvious that boss Mei had known about it beforehand.

Among these looks was Iniesta.

Xiaobai has been on tenterhooks these days. He noticed something was seriously wrong during the game the day before yesterday. When celebrating after the game, Xiaobai deliberately said to Zhuo Yang: "The Champions League trophy is indeed much more impressive than La Liga. Zhuo Yang, let's get it back next year."

Zhuo Yang didn't answer, he just took the big ear cup and handed it to Xiao Bai, who continued to dance and roar while carrying it. At that moment, Xiaobai knew something was wrong.

"Don't make blind guesses!" Zhuo Yang yelled, drawing everyone's attention back to him. "My departure from Barcelona has nothing to do with everyone here. You all know that I came here from Milan the summer before last year because of Professor La Rocha and President Laporta of the Bayan Academy. Otherwise, I might still be in Milan now."

"Everyone, to be honest, perhaps because my time here is too short, my sense of belonging to Barcelona is not stronger than that of Milan and Fort Madi. Therefore, when I leave here, the only thing that will make me miss you is all of you here. Thank you everyone for taking care of me over the past two years, I’ll drink one first.”

He drank, but blocked other people's questions. Xiaojie waited for a moment and said, "Zhuoyang, where are you going? Have you decided?"

Pique is the best among smart people and the most sophisticated person in this room. He saw the clues of the matter earlier than Xiaobai, but he did not mention or ask, because he knew that these things could only wait for Zhuoyang to take the initiative. There is no point in telling it and asking about it.

With Xiaojie's head, he had actually already concluded the matter to a tenth degree, so he couldn't say anything more. Zhuo Yang is a buddy, isn’t Boss Mei? Even if Zhuoyang doesn't leave this year, he won't be able to stay in Barcelona for a lifetime, but Messi can.

"Where to go... hasn't been decided yet. We have to wait until the transfer window opens. My salary is a big problem." Zhuoyang lied here, but now it is inappropriate to say it clearly. He must hide it from everyone. Covering the whole world.

Coffee Maxwell smacked his lips: "This... this... why is it so sudden..."

Coffee felt a little depressed. He didn't know about such a big thing as Zhuo Yang in advance.

It wouldn't matter if it were someone else, but he and Zhuo Yang have the same agent. Raiola didn't reveal the slightest bit, and it's obvious that there are trade-offs. Such a thing has never happened before.

Second Master Dan said: "Zhuoyang, thank you for telling us as soon as possible." He said this to explain Zhuoyang in a roundabout way. Alves is a warm and cheerful Brazilian man who is informal and has a chivalrous temperament.

Of course, the clues could not be hidden from Mr. Dan, but with his bold personality, he was not a pushover. He was also waiting for Zhuo Yang to take the initiative to reveal the answer. "Here, have another drink with me."

"Please serve something red, the beer is boring." Old Pinto said, "Ibrahim, go ask the waiter to come in and change the wine."

Ibrahim Afelai nodded, stood up, opened the door and looked out.

Afeilai is not the youngest in the Barcelona team. Even in this house, he is one year older than Jade and Messi. But this boy was born with a baby face, more childlike than the clean-shaven boss Mei, so Pinto liked to use him when something happened.

Pinto's rough face was frowned, maybe because of his age, maybe because of the artistic cells in his body, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

After the little feud in the past was cleared up, Pinto and Zhuo Yang quickly became good friends with mutual admiration for their personalities and the same second career interests. The unexpected news now made him regret that he had been inexplicably angry in the past two years and had not been able to have a close relationship with Zhuo Yang earlier.

The waiter with a beard opened the door and came in, following Afellay's instructions and served two bottles of Château Dewar. Sakula Japanese Restaurant is very famous in Barcelona, ​​and the taste is indeed very authentic, but the operators and employees here are all Catalan natives. I heard that the owner, Gonzalez, spent several years in Nagoya when he was young and learned some skills from the sushi restaurant proprietress.

Sakura's seasonings are all from Japan, including expensive and rare wasabi paste, so they appear very authentic. There was also Japanese sake in the store, but Zhuo Yang said at the beginning that it was like water, so everyone didn't drink it. Instead, they ordered the Star Beer that everyone liked.

Zhuo Yang believes that beer is versatile and can be eaten or drank without any violation, but on this point, Adriano and he have different opinions.

Just half a month ago, at a party at Mr. Dan's house, Ade counted on his fingers which cuisine went best with each wine. Ade said that beer can only be paired with barbecue, wine can only be drunk with French and Italian food, and champagne does not need to be eaten because it is to enhance the fun when having sex with a woman.

As for liquor, Ade said: "Of course it's Chinese food, it's amazing."

It’s hard to tell that this usually languid thing is still a foodie. Zhuo Yang asked him, what wine should be paired with British food?

Ade snorted coldly: Are there any dishes in Britain? The ones the British eat are worthy of being fed to pigs.

Zhuo Yang felt that Adriano was a wonderful person, so he finally integrated into the small gang.