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I have no control over my destiny. Zhuo Yang is a bad football player and a poor piano player, but he is an outstanding representative of the Chinese spirit.

The sun is a god in the west, and it was worshiped eight times a day in the past. Our ancestors were too hot and shot down nine out of ten suns.

The fire in the West was stolen from God, but our fire was made by our ancestors.

Food and medicine in the West are given by God, and our food and medicine are tasted by our ancestors one bite at a time.

There was a great flood in the Western world, and they are still repenting of their original sins. We had a big flood, and our ancestors picked up wooden shovels and fucked them.

The Chinese people's attitude towards God has always been: hello, me, everyone. If you ask for anything, I won't mind providing for you. But if you show off, I will do it myself.

Do princes and generals like Xiang Ning have the guts? Divine? I asked the Jade Emperor to be surnamed Zhang, so he could only have the surname Zhang. The legend that Jiang Ziya, a mortal man, wields a divine whip to beat various gods can only appear in Chinese mythology.

My fate is up to me, so Zhuo Yang must rush back to participate in this game.

I hurriedly hurriedly and slowly, but I only caught up with the second half. In the first half, Zhuo Yang competed with Kou Kou at his home at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. After a fierce hand-to-hand fight, with the humility of his husband, his wife won by one goal.

In the second half, the two sides re-arranged their formations, and Zhuo Yang's special car happened to drive into the City Stadium. At this moment, even Burnley had no intention of playing, and everyone was staring at the entrance.

three minutes……

five minutes……

Ten minutes passed, and the gentleman walked out leisurely, wearing a pair of shorts on his lower body and a bare back on his upper body, carrying a jersey in his hand.

That's called a mountain roaring tsunami.

There was no running, and there was no on-the-spot changing of clothes ten years ago, but the shirtless Zhuo Yang still made Blue Moon satisfied and relived the excitement of the past.

Zhuo Yang has a body type that looks slim when he wears clothes and looks bright when he takes off his clothes. He looks very ordinary when he puts on clothes. In fact, the angular muscles of his upper body are very strong. All kinds of lines and muscles have always been very oppressive.

Kou Kou is such a little fairy, but Fan Zhuoyang's bare back and these eye-catching muscles are C medicine to her, and the effect of the medicine is timeless. When summer comes, it is always difficult for Zhuo Yang to put on a top at home.

The Blue Moon women who are cheap at the City Stadium today, who makes us all our own. This means that you really can’t show off your lower body...

Zhuoyang raised his fists to thank the fans for their love, clasped his fists on all sides, and then walked towards Guardiola, who was looking through the eyes while putting on his jersey.

"Brother, I'm back."

"Is everything okay?"

"Otherwise, am I just joking this week?"

Oh shit, you're obviously just joking.

"How long does it take to get from the door?"

"Pooped."

"Can't pull it on the plane?"

"This is a city all the way. It wouldn't be good to drag anyone on, right?"

"Shirtless and pooping?"

Zhuo Yang smoothed his short hair and did not answer. In fact, he suddenly wanted to show off and simply wanted to show off.

"Brother, is there really nothing wrong with your knee?" Lao Gua said seriously, "I have to confirm this."

"I won't joke about my health. Thanks, brother."

Zhuoyang is an incredible strange man. The closer people are to him, the less likely they will be fussy about it. Lao Gua believes it.

"Okay, you come on now and replace Da Clever. Brother, it's better to take it easy. It doesn't matter whether you win or not. Go ahead."

"Brother, I haven't even warmed up yet. How did you become a coach?"

Lao Gua: "..."

In the second half, Zhuo Yang, who was hotter, replaced Sterling. By this time, many Blue Moon voices were already shouting.

After taking the armband from Lao Kong and putting it on, Zhuo Yang looked at Burnley and licked his lips.

In fact, he has a connection with the Red Wine Legion. The last game of 2011, 11 Anfield challenged Liverpool.

Although the game was lost 1:2, Zhuo Yang, under the careful planning of Uncle Zha and Tu Ye, was forced by their repeated battles to successfully restart his football skills that were almost sealed after a serious injury, and used Zhuo's perfect sudden death. Qiu scored a goal and announced his complete return.

Two days after the New Year, a brand new Zhuo Yang led Manchester City to welcome Burnley at the City Stadium. That was Zhuo Yang's first start since his rebirth and his first time wearing the Manchester City captain's armband.

In that game, the score passed.

Burnley is a memorable opponent for Zhuo Yang. Injury, healing, and running around, today's Burnley is equally meaningful, so Zhuoyang decided to drink this bottle of red wine in one gulp.

Burnley, the Red Wine Legion, has been in bad luck for eight lifetimes, and has encountered such a guy every time.

From the live broadcast during the flight to the landing and arrival, this media campaign was very successful. It will affect everyone psychologically. The joker coach Dai Qi was no exception. He was suppressed by the gradual sense of oppression. His courage was suppressed.

While Zhuoyang was still warming up, Dyche made two personnel adjustments at the same time. Midfielder Ashley Westwood replaced wing Lennon, and New Zealand center Chris Wood replaced Arrow Woakes.

Wood is better at standing up and grabbing than Woakes. These two substitutions mean that Burnley's tactics are further focused on defense, that is, giving up before fighting.

Before Zhuo Yang came on the scene, Burnley really played well, especially Lennon and Woakes, who were very active, but they really couldn't make much contribution to the defense.

On the Manchester City side, because Zhuo Yang finally appeared on the stage and looked forward to a destination, his teammates seemed to have a backbone and their attention was focused. Hey, they couldn't even breathe until they reached the sixth floor.

One is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and the front and back immediately become two games, completely unrelated to each other.

There was a legend in the past: If the sky is in love, the sky will also grow old. If you meet Hartmon, you will kick him. Time flies by, and the vague rumors have been forgotten by most people. Perhaps only Hart himself is still unforgettable. Anyway, Zhuoyang doesn't remember it.

But that didn't stop him from covering up.

Zhuoyang, who moved his body at the end, received the ball with his back in front of the penalty area and pushed the midfielder back to Feiniao. After running horizontally, Feiniao's ball was returned to him.

He wiped the ball inward, then turned around, lifted his instep to the right, dodged Charlie Taylor and shot.

Got it right. Hart didn't react and the ball hit the net, 1:0.

Zhuo Yang showed off and raised his right leg for shooting, the same right leg that had been seriously injured just a week ago.

In Madrid, after watching the live broadcast of the game, the sports specialist expert of St. Mary Memorial Hospital and the medical department expert of Real Madrid Club was dumbfounded and murmured: God, Newton, Einstein and Galileo, this... is not fucking scientific.

If there were any sensible people among them, they would know that Zhuo Yang told them to keep it secret a week ago, not because he wanted to suppress big news, but out of goodwill. Otherwise, no matter how straightforward the medical diagnosis is, they will be slapped in the face after the reversal, which will greatly affect their reputation in the industry.

Zhuo Yang, who puts on pants, is still particular about people after all.

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