Golden Greenery

Chapter 352 10-word flower arrangement and butterfly steps

The game has reached an 82:0 lead, and the two sides are playing a bit dull. Manchester United was powerless, but Madibao gave up when it was good. Zhuo Yang also spent too much physical energy due to the confrontation with Keane. Although Keane lost half his life after training him, his thighs were a little heavy at the moment. , I haven’t been so tired for a long time.

Almost everyone has... said that it is not appropriate to give up. This is called Ming Jin withdrawing his troops and waiting for the future. There is only one exception. He is still running and calling hard, and he is still actively looking for opportunities.

‘Captain’ of Manchester United – Korean Park Ji-sung.

From the moment he came on as a substitute at more than 70 minutes, Park Ji-sung was reaching out for the ball as if he was on a roll. He ran all over the court with great force, looking like a little Nezha with wheels under his feet. Not only did he want the ball, he also kept shouting to direct his teammates' movements, regardless of whether his teammates could understand his English with a country accent. Pointing his fingers around, he really lacked a stick in the hands of the old traffic policeman.

No one pays attention to him!

The people of Manchester United are too lazy to care. They are just giving blind orders. They have no regard for position and technical characteristics. They are directing for the sake of directing. Anyone who dares to listen to him will be beaten to death by Sir Alex Ferguson. Of course, the Madibao people didn't bother to deal with him. Manchester United was running into chaos and couldn't ask for more. Besides, they just wanted to deal with it...how?

Zhuo Yang originally ignored the matter, but after listening to the Korean-English word "Woo Li Wa La Oji La Ba" for a while, he really felt that it was noisy, so he wanted to go up to him and give him a hard slap to shut up the guy. Khedira saw what Boss Zhuo meant and saw that he was very tired at this time.

"Brother Zhuo, just rest, I'll go and teach him how to behave."

But Khedira didn't expect that Pu Sanfei was so good at running. In addition, not long after he came on the field, Gululu went over to ask for him, and he almost overdrafted himself after following him a few times. Khedira was horrified and did not persist. After all, the game was not over yet. He was shouldering the important task of playing in the middle of the midfield and could not afford to make any mistakes.

When Zhuo Yang saw that Khedira was frustrated, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in alone. He also thought about whether to let him go and ignore it. While hesitating, Uncle Zha made adjustments.

Klopp was annoyed when he saw the chattering Park Ji-sung, but that was all. But Mad Dog Rand ran over in a rage: "Sir, sir, let me in, I'll tell that Korean to shut up." Vomiting in his hand He was spitting and gearing up.

Uncle Zha thought the same thing. It was time to make a substitution, and Zhuoyang was obviously tired. What if he got injured?

"Well, what you said makes sense. It's time to change someone. Okay, you..." Uncle Zha is bad!

Rand immediately expressed his stance: "I will prevent any of them from crossing the 30-meter line, and I will kill anyone who does!"

Uncle Zha: "That's okay.

Go call Sasha and ask him to replace Zhuoyang. "

Rand: "..."

"...Uncle Zha, what about me?"

"Oh, look at the water dispenser to see if it's full. Everyone will be thirsty when it's over."

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Amid roaring cheers from the audience, Zhuoyang personally put the armband on Rockdras' right arm before walking off the field applauding his doting fans. Hug and exchange with Ritter, hug with Uncle Zha, hug with Rand, hug with everyone.

He once again scored two goals in this game. Madibao occupies a favorable position in Group D of the Champions League, and the situation of qualifying for the group is bright.

Therefore, Klopp's on-the-spot adjustments were very clever. He asked Ritter, who can play as a defender and midfielder, to replace "Ji Miao Pen". After Sasha Ritter came on the field, he stood in the midfielder position according to Uncle Zha's instructions. Naturally, he was not allowed to plan the attack. There is not much time left, 2:0 is enough for Madibao, and there is no need to work hard on the offense. Ritza is in the frontcourt, and he happens to be in that position to use his smart interception awareness to block Fletcher, who has the best ball-playing ability in Manchester United's midfield, so that Fletcher cannot provide Ronaldinho and Rooney on the two wings. Provide assistance.

Of course, it also blocked Park Ji-sung in the backcourt, just to beat the rabbit.

The King of South Korea was forced back step by step by Ritter Qingqi's footsteps and could only move in front of the back line. As a result, the game came to the 86th minute that will be remembered by all Madiburg people.

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Park Ji-sung carries the ball and still tells everyone to move. He doesn't care if anyone is listening. He is having fun by himself. He is a drama queen.

"You, go and make an aside..." He said that Grandpa Mo was here.

Mertesacker knows that the game is hopeless, but this is the Madiburg he loves, the eternal Madiburg deep in his heart. He really wants to leave something here for the people who have always loved him. It’s not that Grandpa Mo’s performance today was bad, it’s just that he had no selling points, and his visit left everyone with nothing worth remembering.

"Give me the ball." Grandpa Mo hooked his hand at Park Ji-sung. He decided to get the ball first.

"I still think you should go talk first..."

"Idiot! Give me that damn ball!!" A roar frightened Park Ji-sung out of his wits, and he kicked the football over neatly.

Grandpa Mo caught the ball, pulled it back, dribbled the ball, turned around, and avoided Gomez who rushed up from behind. Then he bent down with hooks and dunks, and looked up at his old friend Gomez in front of him. The two good friends, each of whom was his own master, were two meters apart, and they stood still in silence.

What is he going to do? Everyone was puzzled.

Suddenly, grandpa moved. He feinted with the ball of his right foot to go around the top of the football, then stepped forward with his left foot and tapped the ball with the instep. He stopped suddenly and feinted again, staggering forward and backward. The football was pulled back and forth, left and right, and he was so dazzled that he couldn't see it at all. Pure and clear. The whole person was flying and dancing like a butterfly spirit.

Gomez's legs went weak and he almost knelt down in front of his old friend, and cheers erupted from the stands.

——Zhuo Yang’s fancy stunt: Cross Flower Arrangement, Missing Butterfly Step!

Grandpa Mo completely imitated his brother Zhuo Yang's special skills, which was so wonderful and charming. Zhuo Yang jumped up from the bench, laughed and applauded his grandfather.

This action is so familiar to everyone. From the coach to the players, from the staff to the fans, no one knows that this is Zhuo Yang's unique skill of torturing people. Countless legs were wasted under the cross arrangement.

Gomez looked silly and cute at the brother he had known since childhood. He understood what he meant, Zhuo Yang also understood, and everyone in Madibao understood it.

Per Mertesacker, who has always been steady and wise, uses his sudden showoff, the coquettishness he has suppressed in his heart, and his graceful dancing to tell everyone - The Six Musketeers will always be in my heart, and Madiburg will always be in my heart. In my heart, all of you, forever.

Mario Gomez is much more flirtatious than Mertesacker, but at this moment he just wants to cry; Jurgen Klopp hates men acting like children, but at this moment he just wants to cry.

Only a year and a half later, when the young man in white left, the goodbye was already marked by vicissitudes of life. I only see your brilliance on the field, but who can understand the bitterness of you as a wanderer.

Mertesacker's name was shouted in the stands, as if he was still the lanky and naive youth team captain back then, or the boy next door who happily rode his bicycle through the streets of Hannover.

Suddenly, Grandpa Mo stopped.

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