Golden Greenery

This is a game that Kylian Mbappé has been looking forward to for a long time, perhaps since his wait for it began eleven years ago. That year, 7-year-old Mbappé had Zhuo Yang’s posters plastered all over his bedroom.

Mbappe is better than Zhuo Yang. His father is a football coach and his mother is a women's handball player. From the perspective of sports genes, Mbappe is better than Zhuo Yang.

Some people have already said that the 18-year-old Mbappe surpassed the 18-year-old Zhuo Yang. The 18-year-old Mbappe is a new all-around forward produced by football in the new century, while the 18-year-old Zhuoyang is just a midfielder who does the dirty work for the German secondary league team.

Mbappe and Zhuo Yang are not the same type. He is the kind of forward between Ronaldo and Ronaldo, but Mbappe and Zhuo Yang have one thing in common - they can't stop them when they rush.

In the 23rd minute of the game, Feiniao hit a long shot from the top of the arc, but it had no egg quality and was held firmly in Subasic's arms.

Manchester City's attacking group was having a great time running cross-positions, but Fernando didn't pay attention to this at all. Who was shooting?

Subasic stood up straight and threw the ball vigorously. The goalkeepers all had unicorn arms. The 33-year-old grid goalkeeper also had the accuracy of a javelin thrower. The ball landed to the left behind the center line, and Mbappe happened to increase his speed to the highest level.

I don't talk about martial ethics with my old comrade Toure at all. He just eats the ball with his speed. Stones, who looked like a long stick, was chasing the ball diagonally towards the goal.

When Otamendi was running, he felt that he could shovel it, but when he made the move, he found that his judgment was ridiculously wrong, and he only shoveled a ball of air two meters behind Mbappe. It's not that Otamendi is not good enough, it's just that he treats Mbappe as a mortal.

Otamendi was lying on the ground, knowing that nothing could happen to him this time. He thought to himself: Maybe this kid's father is a horse and his mother is a pigeon.

‘Woo——’

Something else rushed past Otamendi, and for a moment he realized that he was lying in the stands. A train had just passed by.

Except for Aguero and Sterling due to their position, the other Manchester City players were chasing back, including Otamendi who got up in embarrassment. But there is a point in chasing back, and not all of them run away in a swarm.

Although Mbappe was not far ahead, everyone knew that they could not catch up with this kid, so they looked for the Monaco players around them. Even if losing the ball was inevitable, if they were lucky enough to survive, they could prevent others from forming a second Two-point follow-up shot.

Zhuo Yang ran at the front. He was the one on the train just now.

In fact, Zhuoyang doesn't need to chase, because he is not only a striker, but also the number one guy. This kind of futile and energy-consuming work is not his responsibility. Even if he stays in the opponent's penalty area and talks to Subasic, No one will say anything wrong about Xiandan.

But he is used to chasing. Whether in the national team or the club, he never fails to chase.

It's not because he never abandons or gives up. He never gives up searching even if he is lost in the dream for six hundred years. But this is not the reason why he chases after him like a mad dog on the court.

It’s not because he earns a lot of money. The more he earns, the more he has to do. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The pursuit on the court has nothing to do with this.

Zhuo Yang chased after him every time, just because he was stupid. Every player who knows he can't stop a goal but still chases it is a fool.

Wei Qun, Sun Jihai, Terry, Ramos, Maldini, Nesta..., they are all idiots, Zhuo Yang and the Six Musketeers are all idiots.

Really smart people know how to let go on the court, know how not to work in vain, and know how to confuse opponents by blaming teammates. This is such an unpredictable realm of football. Those idiots above will never be able to reach such heights.

So what if we lose the ball? Is there a day when the world doesn’t drop the ball? There are still so many children in Africa who don’t have enough to eat, but you are still struggling with a lost goal?

Poverty, nuclear disarmament, environmental pollution, the ozone layer, the Mars project, particle collisions, the Oort cloud... So you don't care about it, but you care about just a missed goal. Are you so idle?

Those who are obsessed with pursuing you are idiots.

If you are still angry when someone doesn't chase you, you are idiots too.

Smart people who stand at the top of the food chain will always laugh at you idiots, especially Zhuo Yang, a big idiot.

You unreasonably condemn smart people because of jealousy or pressure in life. Anyway, I am firmly opposed to it. No matter which side you are on, I will always be on the side of the wise man’s grave.

Being so smart and at such a high level, what can he do that is not good, what can he do that does not make him famous? Why bother bothering football with tons of idiots? Why bother with football? Why use barbaric and vulgar football to tarnish your integrity?

Wouldn't it be nice to just die? Have a good journey and don’t give away!

The author hereby solemnly declares that neither the author nor Zhuo Yang knows Mr. Fu or Mr. Huan, and we cannot afford to climb up or lose that person. This criticism of idiots has nothing to do with Fu or Huan, so you are welcome to comment.

I am a fool, so I spit on your football, corpse and grave.

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Zhuoyang can't catch up with Mbappe. Maybe he can catch up with his endurance if the two run for two days in a row, but on this mere 40 to 50 meters of turf, it's impossible.

Those chasing and chasing around him were all vigorous. Zhuo Yang waved his hand to Stones to continue chasing Mbappe, and he rushed straight into the penalty area to fill in for Caballero, who had already attacked.

On the line of the penalty area, Mbappe easily passed Caballero with the ball with the outside of his right foot, and then pushed diagonally towards the empty goal.

Zhuo Yang finally saw hope in his pursuit, although there was only a glimmer of hope. He immediately let go, twisting his waist and kicking his legs to slide the tackle.

Zhuoyang did not underestimate Mbappe. He tried his best with his flying shovel and left no chance behind.

The toes of his left foot swept over the football the moment it hit the goal line, and the ball was narrowly missed again.

Stones's refusal to give up also had an effect. He also made a tackle before Mbappe's follow-up shot, destroying the football beyond the baseline.

‘Boom! ’

Zhuoyang couldn't hold back his momentum at all, and his lower back hit the front post. If he hadn't been good at kung fu, this would have been over in one go. If the doorpost were a living thing, he would be screaming in pain at this moment.

Zhuo Yang said 'said' and immediately held his breath. Caballero and his Manchester City teammates, who were still recovering from the disaster, gathered around him and looked at his clenched facial features. They didn't dare to reach out to help him, so they could only wave their hands together to ask the team doctor to rush to him.

Guardiola was heartbroken: Dear, please don't get hurt. In fact, it's not a big deal if the ball was lost just now. Dear, you are such an idiot...

"Zhuo Yang's Song" was sung again in the stands of the City Stadium.

Frankly speaking, although they have only been teammates for more than half a season, Manchester City people are already used to it because Zhuoyang is working so hard. Everyone is just sincerely concerned at this time.

But for the Monaco players, especially the young people, this scene was quite shocking.

It's not that they haven't seen the rescue in front of the goal, but they didn't expect that the world's leading football tyrant and a legend in the football world is still risking his life and is still so stupid that he smokes.

Mbappe, B-seat, and Benjamin Mendy fell into deep contemplation.