Golden Greenery

\u003c"readability-styled"style=":inline;"\u003eOutside the window is a canal flowing quietly, and inside the window is a white grand piano. A magnificent piece of music was rolling on the piano. In front of the piano was Zhuo Yang, who had his eyes closed and focused, and on the low seat was the dumbfounded mad dog Carl Rand.

Rand is an honest man, but he is not stupid. On the contrary, Rand is very good at thinking and likes to think. Otherwise, he would not have found his own football path in thinking under the impact of the Six Musketeers' extraordinary talents. road.

It turns out that I have always understood it wrong. I should not pursue the main melody that determines the tone and color. I should be the indispensable low chord in the movement.

Why should I try to lead the team? That's not what I'm good at, that's Zhuoyang's job. I just have to do what I do best, which is destroy and tear apart. It turns out that my efforts started to go in the wrong direction. I shouldn't compete with my Bundesliga opponents for talent, positioning awareness and response awareness. I just wanted to destroy them.

All I need to do is always be prepared. Just like those bass chords, they do not affect the main melody, but they are indispensable and can be immediately added to the movement when needed.

I shouldn't pursue the starting position, because the starting lineup requires tit-for-tat with the opponent, requiring strategic intent and tactical ability, and this is not my strength. My advantage is that I can go on stage at any time to provide madness. I will bite my opponent when ordered. My characteristic is that I am unreasonable.

I don't care about your talent and awareness, I don't need it. As long as I am unreasonable, I don't care who my opponent is, the Bundesliga or the UEFA Cup, so what? I'll still tear you apart, just like last season.

I should be a bench gangster, like I've always done. I'm like the best sixth man in the NBA, and the direction of my efforts should be to become the best 12th man in Fort Maddie. When the team needs me, I get up from the bench in time to break down the opponent's midfield. When Zhuo Yang needed me, I would bite his opponent's neck for him. When Mr. Klopp needs me, I am the mad dog that goes crazy at any time.

I don't have to worry about my lack of tactical awareness at all, that thing is of no use to me. I only need to carefully observe the midfield situation off the court, determine the key points of the opponent's offense, and then wait for orders. I am like a chord in a piece of music, always ready to insert itself into the melody.

The young players on the team are not up to the task yet, so it doesn't matter. I will try my best in the starting position. If I don't do well, Zhuoyang will naturally help me. He should help me because I am his friend. When those young players grow up, I will be my bench gangster again. At that time, I will be ready to go on the court to help Zhuo Yang because he is my friend.

It turns out that I don’t have to leave Madiburg at all, and I can’t leave here. Madiburg needs me because I am the team’s best twelfth man.

Fuck Gattuso, I am nobody, I am who I am, I am the mad dog, the mad dog of Madiburg, the mad dog Carl Rand.

When Carl Rand thought about not having to leave Madiburg, his heart was instantly filled with flowers and happiness, and all the depression and sadness were swept away.

Zhuo Yang is right, football is about finding your own happiness, and chasing happiness with the friends you like. I like playing football with Zhuoyang, and I like being a mad dog. Zhuoyang is indeed a man of great wisdom. I respect him. He is my captain and my king, My-king. More importantly, he is my friend.

Mad Dog Rand looked at Zhuo Yang who was in front of the piano with his eyes closed and his head raised to play the piano. Under the halo of sunlight outside the window, Zhuo Yang in Rand's eyes was like God.

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"Zhuoyang, thank you for your hospitality. Sister Qiu, thank you very much. Your cooking skills are really unforgettable." When saying goodbye, Rand was very polite and sincere.

"Hey, you're so polite, you're so vulgar!" Zhuo Yang curled his lips.

Rand: "..."

"Karl,

Walk slowly and come here often when you have time. Let me know what you want to eat in advance and I will cook it for you. "The eldest sister knows that Rand is an honest person.

Zhuoyang sent Rand out of the door and watched him walk out of the small fence gate. Rand stopped, paused, and turned around.

"Zhuoyang, let me tell you a secret." It was obvious that Rand was very happy at the moment. "I came here today originally to tell you that I was leaving Madiburg. But now, I have changed my mind."

"Ah! You changed your mind? You're not going to tell me?" Zhuo Yang was shocked.

"..." Rand couldn't laugh or cry: "I decided not to leave Madiburg. As long as the club doesn't drive me away, I will stay in Madiburg forever, never go anywhere, and stay on the peninsula forever. No matter whether as a substitute or as a main player , even if I am asked to play in the C-League for Team B, I will not leave here."

To Rand's surprise, Zhuo Yang didn't show any surprise when he heard this, nor did he say any words of surprise or joy. He just grinned with a very happy smile on his face.

Rand smiled too, just as happily. "Let's go!" He waved to Zhuoyang, turned around and walked home.

"Mad dog!" Zhuo Yang called him from behind. Rand stopped again and looked at Zhuo Yang.

"Perhaps, this is the reason why I recommended you to be the vice-captain of the team." Carl Rand looked stunned, and he was stunned.

Zhuo Yang is such a pretender, let’s give him a hundred points.

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The team resumed training the next day, and Rand went to Uncle Zha's office. The two talked for a long time, and no one knew what they talked about. Only at the end, a club staff member saw Klopp sending Rand down the stairs and said something to him.

"Karl, do you know? In my eyes, you are always as important and as outstanding as the Six Musketeers and Zhuoyang. You and they are also my best students, Jurgen Klopp."

"Thank you, sir."

That day, many people heard Uncle Zha laughing loudly at the water of the canal on the balcony, his laughter was like a rusty axe. If Zhuo Yang hadn't tried so hard to comfort him, Sai Hu would have rushed up and bit him.

Many years later, Carl Rand, a famous player from Fort Madiburg, a meritorious player of the Peninsula, and director of the club's marketing department, received many guests from China in his position. He said to these wealthy Chinese businessmen: "I have been fortunate enough to taste many Chinese delicacies. I once went to China with our King Zhuoyang for a very wonderful food trip during the holidays. What I still remember most, and what I like the most, is a dish called stir-fried eel, which uses fat-headed fish and tofu cooked together. Duan’s famous dish...Oh, by the way, there is also a turtle that likes to drink sauce..."

All these Chinese people were confused.