Golden Greenery

After lunch at noon the next day, Zhuoyang was about to go to the peninsula for training, when the music rang from the mobile phone in his pocket: I walked by you alone, and I have nothing to say to you...

"Hello, Zhuo, it's me, Bastian." Piggy Schweinsteiger was very happy. "My car is repaired, you know, and if there is no problem with the fart, I still have to pay two thousand euros, it's so fucking bad, you know. Hurry up, I'm at the gate of your university, don't ride your 'Boom', you know .”

Zhuoyang was not a hypocritical person either, he put his bag on his back and went straight to the gate. As soon as I came to the gate, I met Resakova walking in with two books in her arms. She was wearing a lace-trimmed batik flower dress with a graceful bohemian style.

"Hi, Risa", "Hi, Zhuo", "I..., you..., I..." The words of the two people cannot be separated from each other.

"Let's talk first." Risa said with a smile, showing two shallow dimples on her face.

"I'm going with my friends... I have something to do, I didn't expect to meet you here." Zhuoyang scratched his head, showing the youthfulness of the boy.

"Well... I'm going to read a book, and I want to ask you out. Since you have something to do, let's do it another day." Resakova just tasted it.

"..., I'm sorry, I have something to do, and I regret that I can't...read with you. It was a pleasure chatting with you last night."

"Me too, I like chatting with you very much, you are a charming young man." Raisa's hook was shining with gold.

"Thank you! That's good... that's it, I should go." To be honest, Zhuoyang was a little vacillating.

"Then see you later, goodbye, Zhuo!"

The big flower dress walked away with the willow branches blowing in the wind, Zhuoyang stared at the back intoxicated for a while before whispering: "See you later, Reisa."

"Here, here, Zhuo, here!" Bastian Schweinsteiger's shout interrupted the artistic conception that could have been poetic and picturesque. Standing next to a red Porsche, the little pig was waving vigorously. .

"Damn it, little pig, it's awesome." Zhuoyang didn't have any stage fright: "Didn't you refit it with a Jetta?"

"What's so awesome about me, my dad bought it for you, you know." Piggy Schweinsteiger went straight to the point: "Hey, that girl is really nice, is it your girl? Can I meet you? It's beautiful, you know."

"Stop talking nonsense, that's a senior, I just met yesterday, so she's my girl. If you want to meet, you can, go by yourself."

"Hello, senior, I have liked senior since elementary school, you know, senior will hurt people when she lives well." Little pig Schweinsteiger had a face of a little hooligan. "At least 36D, I swear to God!"

"Pull it down, there is 36E to say the least, I swear to Taishang Laojun. Hey, I said, you haven't seen her jump yet, and the ups and downs are not afraid to jump out..."

………………

If you see a girl standing up straight with her legs together, and there's a noticeable gap between her thighs, you're definitely a scum.

Amidst the roar of the Porsche, the two sleazy embryos drove towards the peninsula.

——+—+——

In the next few days of training, Klopp did not arrange another team training game, but conducted a large number of small-scale passing and cutting exercises.

After the German national team's defeat in the 1998 World Cup in France, the entire football world reflected. Subsequently, it established a new technical style that emphasizes order and tenacity, increased investment in youth training, and emphasized technical ability and passing and controlling the ball. On this basis, the German Football Association has supported a large number of young coaches, and Klopp is one of them. The German national team coached by Wöhler achieved initial success in the 2002 Korea-Japan World Cup. In the end, they only lost to the Brazilian team and finished runner-up. The new style took shape.

Klopp keenly seized the opportunity brought about by this style transformation, vigorously promoted technical players in the team, and paid attention to the control of midfield and football tactically. And the Maddie youth team he coached,

With a pleasing technical style, it has won praise from insiders and achieved good results.

After a few days of training, Zhuoyang's passing has become more skillful, and he has no sense of unfamiliarity at all. Especially with Bastian Schweinsteiger, Per Mertesacker, Nicole de Jong, Franck Ribery, Ricardo Montolivo, etc. They have a sense of tacit understanding and often make some unimaginable and wonderful cooperation, which is not like a rookie who has only joined the team for a few days. They also became very good friends with Zhuoyang.

With super personal skills and flexible human body coordination, Zhuoyang can use all parts of his body to deliver precise passes. Toe, heel, back, side, long pass, short pass, make the defensive player at a loss in front of Zhuoyang, he can pass you if he is close, and he can put the ball into the gap if he takes a step.

On the basis of Zhuoyang's passing master, new skills of passing master are slowly forming.

In the past few days, Bastian Schweinsteiger, a little pig, volunteered to be Zhuoyang's special car driver, picking up and dropping off for training every day, and the big red Porsche was as cool as it could be. The details of Bastian Schweinsteiger were also found out by Zhuoyang.

Bastian Schweinsteiger's father, Mr. Schweinsteiger Sr., was a skier. After retiring, he started to do business, but found that his business talent was no less than that of a skier. After decades of hard work, the company founded by Mr. Schweinsteiger operates steel, petroleum, real estate, wine and other industries, and his name can be found on the first page of the German rich list. Xiaozhu is the youngest son of the old Mr. Schweinsteiger. He loves sports. He liked cycling and skiing when he was very young. Later, he fell in love with football and determined to become a rich second-generation football star.

Piggy Schweinsteiger's father is also happy to see his youngest son's hobby come true. He doesn't play celebrities, bet on horses and drag racing like other rich second generations, why not? And Xiaozhu does have a good talent in football, and his skills are also outstanding in the Madyburg youth team. Of course, that was before Zhuoyang arrived. And Piggy Schweinsteiger's idol is the legendary German star - "perpetual motion machine" Notar Matthaus.

"Zhuo, who is your idol?" On this day, after the training ended, the wet piggy Schweinsteiger asked Zhuoyang who was also wet.

"It's okay, I don't have any idols." Zhuoyang belongs to the type who likes playing football more than watching football, so he has some understanding of international football but is far from familiar.

"Why don't you choose Ronaldinho as your idol? You know he's very skilled. You should be as dazzling as you are." Xiaozhu very much hoped that Zhuoyang's passers-by would become fans.

Zhuoyang said solemnly: "No, he is too ugly, I even doubt that he will be beaten when he goes out in the dark..."

piggy:"……"

The two were talking farts, and captain Mertesacker came over. "Hey, Zhuo, Xiaozhu, go to karaoke later, have a drink or two?"

"Yeah~, I like it, you know I like karaoke." The little pig Schweinsteiger was already getting a little excited.

They were all young people, and Zhuoyang readily agreed. Mertesacker said, "Okay, see you at the door after taking a shower, and I'll inform Nigel, Frank and Ricardo."

Suddenly, coach Jurgen Klopp appeared from behind, scaring the piggy Schweinsteiger with an "ow".

"Karaoke? Where is it? Are there enough people? I know there is a company with a midweek discount of 40% and a free fruit plate..." No matter how you look at Klopp's smile, it's a bit cheap. It is said that a vigorous thirty-five-year-old man counts the stars alone on a lonely peninsula every night. After a long time, it is really not human.

"Sir, sir. You misunderstood." Mertesacker quickly stopped: "We mean to go to Zhuo's school, listen to the piano, and let the spirit be sublimated. You know, as a professional player, we must always pay attention to improving Your own spiritual realm. Sir, you have always been our role model, so there is absolutely no need for you to improve, lest we feel inferior.” Mertesacker’s language organization ability shows that he has received a good school education.

Zhuoyang also helped: "There are all us young people there. We young people are very boring and uninteresting. They are not suitable for mature and intelligent old people like you, sir."

Piggy Schweinsteiger: "Yes yes yes!"

"Well then, sir, we'll go first, and there's a lot of business at hand. Goodbye, sir."

Klopp: "..."

Jurgen Klopp looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees, the wind brushing his tousled hair, and the ends were fascinated. He reminisces about the lost youth, letting the glitz and glamour of the years fill his heart. He thought of the Irish girl who liked windmills he met when he first fell in love, and also remembered the cycling years when he was a teenager. The canal water flows away quietly, but it cannot take away the annoying melancholy and the pursuit of youth.

"Old man, Nima old man." The corners of Klopp's eyes were a little wet. "What's wrong with me……"

——+—+——

Three cars and six people rushed out of the peninsula with strange smiles all the way. A group of people went to an Argentinian restaurant first, and after a meal of barbecue, the six young people who were not short of money went straight to the hottest nightclub in Hannover - 'Illusion'.

Different brands of beer were piled up on the tables, and the alcohol stimulated young people's desire to show off their singing voice surpassed everything else, and several people immediately started a singing competition.

Per Mertesacker's "My·Heart·Will·Go·On" is very fashionable; Westlife's "My·Love" performed by Piggy Schweinsteiger is quite talented in singing; Italian Rica Michael Jackson's "beat·it" imitated by Do Montolivo is completely out of tune; Frank Ribery, a Frenchman of North African descent with a scarred face, is "End·of·the·Road" by Boyz·II·Men "It's as sissy as sissy, but the Dutchman Nigel de Jong hummed Eagles' "Hotel·California" quite charmingly...

An hour passed, and Zhuoyang was the only one in the lively star-rated private room who hadn't sung. It's not that he's aloof, he doesn't know how! I haven't heard much foreign language songs, and there are no Chinese songs here. What do you ask him to sing? These brothers quit, why do you just listen and not sing? The booing is not at all inferior to the excitement of singing.

Zhuoyang has never been a person who rides a horse and throws his child down. Reaching out to clear a coffee table, took the microphone and put it on it, using the coffee table as a tambourine, and began to beat the rhythm drum with his hands.

I walk by you alone and have nothing to say to you,

I dare not look up at your, oh...face.

You ask me where I'm going, I point to the sea,

Your surprise is like giving me, oh... compliments.

You take me into your flower room, I can't escape the scent of flowers,

I somehow forgot, oh...direction,

………………

A "Girl in the Flower House" by Cui Jian made Zhuoyang sing vicissitudes of life. Mertesacker and the little pig Schweinsteiger were surprised at the beginning, and then roared with Zhuoyang. After several times, the phrase "I walked by your side alone" made several European young people sing with perfect accent.

The atmosphere in the room reached a climax.

Conceptually, money is just a string of numbers. The super rich second-generation pig Schweinsteiger shouted: "The following is mine, and the happy moment has come!!" With a wave of his hand, a bunch of hot bikini girls filed in. enter.

All men love to brag about their experience of picking up girls, all men love to exaggerate their experience of having fun, and this kind of bragging is completely irrespective of age and level. The man's vanity is clearly displayed at this moment.

No one wanted to show timidity at this time, Zhuoyang tried his best to disguise himself as a night show veteran. However, among the girls who can discuss life in these places, which one doesn't let go of their hands a few times? It can be seen that Zhuoyang is a chick every minute.

Zhuoyang was molested all night long, and wanted to sigh many times: "Follow it, let's do it." Then he 'hardened' his scalp and continued to pretend to be a master who has seen the world. The clumsy acting skills and the bewildered youth complement each other, making the bikini girls happy like a carnival.

Many young men lose their first time in such a situation. Zhuoyang never thought of himself as Yangchun Baixue, and he was not obsessed with cleanliness in these aspects. However, as a young man who has been nurtured in traditional Chinese culture since he was a child, he always feels that he is a little bit wronged and has no sense of ritual for explaining the first time like this. Besides, the girl is still so old.

Compared with the seventeen-year-old Zhuoyang, the bikini girl in her twenties is a bit old!

Seeing Mertesacker and the others flirting and fighting in ugly ways, all kinds of martial arts, salty pig hands, dragon claws, singing, playing and singing together, made Zhuo Yang's blood spurt and he was eager to try. In the end, for the sake of his own chastity, he still With a long sigh, he found an excuse, winked at the little pig, and fled away.

In the parking lot, the cool breeze was blowing, and I saw Schweinsteiger the pig running over from a distance: "Swiped the card, I swiped the card!" The rich second generation is very bachelor in handling things.

The little pig who is one year older than Zhuoyang is also a baby, and his performance just now is not as good as Zhuoyang.

"Hey, those girls just now are really good, you know, but they are still not as good as the one I played with in Amsterdam." The little pig Schweinsteiger planted grass on the three-foot grave, and wanted to continue blowing: " Let me tell you, you know, that girl flicks up..."

"You can die if you don't brag?" Zhuoyang gave him a white look.

The Porsche burst into flames and rushed out. The night was as cold as water, and a heart-piercing roar came from the empty city streets of Hannover: I walked by you alone...