: Because I am Chinese

The flight followed the sun at a height of 10,000 meters, Zhuo Yang closed his eyes in business class to keep his mind, he knew that the land below had already been boiled because of himself, and he knew how big it would be to meet him in Milan later. Long shot short gun.
It was none other than Zhuo Yang who really made him change his mind.
When he played "Bright Starlight" in the Bird's Nest, he kept recollecting what he saw and heard during his six years in Europe, from his first forays in Fort Mady to his arrival in Milan. From the torch of Paris to the death of grandma. Thinking of Jiushan, Haiyang and Laomu, and what they said to themselves.
Zhuo Yang thought of Cheng Hao's bravery, and his father Zhuo Tongtong's words. Zhuo Yang even thought of Giladino and the unreasonable treatment of peaches for two years.
When Zhuo Yang thought about this, he made a decision under the bright starlight, a desire that had been buried deep in his heart for six years, but he had not been aware of it.
When the decision was made, Zhuo Yang's heart was full of excitement, and suddenly he was cheerful. Because he now expects this decision so much, he shows his original intention.
It turned out that I hesitated for the title of Monaco only because it was not China; it turned out that I hesitated for the huge sums of the UAE only because it was not my country.
I don't care about Buffon's existence and the xenophobia in the Italian national team. Anyone will be vulnerable in the face of absolute strength. When I was a boy, I was able to stand alone in the Fort Mady. I can make the indestructible Knights of the Round Table. Whatever is ugly in the Italian national team is just a clown. I refused there simply because it was not my motherland.
Why have I tried all kinds of excuses for so many years to be reluctant to join Germany, even though there are Shi Xiaozhu and Grandma Mo, because I always care about a place in my heart. Klinsmann's restraint could have been dismissed, and Bierhof was not my obstacle at all. I can definitely go to him with strength and influence. Klinsmann is an excuse, Bierhof is just an excuse, everything is an excuse.
Joining the Chinese team, there is no brother like Germany, nor football like Italy, no endless money from the UAE, no Monaco's free power and title. There are only weak footballs carrying infamous football, only a pitiful national team allowance, only black-and-white intrigue, and only strangers who are unfamiliar with their lives.
But here is my country, where I should work hard. It shouldn't be a septic pit of high moral criticism here. It's a bad thing to ignore others.
Dad, I made a choice. I have made a choice for Jiushan, Haiyang and Laomu. Cheng Hao, I finally made a choice. Now, please be proud of me, just as I am proud of you.
In the waterside courtyard at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, Zhuo Tongtong said to his wife leaning on his shoulder: "It really is our son! Let's float a big white."
Yang Hong glanced at her husband with a slanted look, with thousands of styles in his eyes. "Even if he joins the Mars team, he is still my son."
In the manor club in Yanjiao, Beijing, Jiushan, Laomu and Haiyang filled the glass of wine again and bumped them together. "Fuck! Just get drunk today."
In the unit building of the thirteenth division of the Xinjiang Hami Production and Construction Corps, Cheng Haofu burst into tears on the ground, and then laughed, and cried again, laughing and crying, like crazy.
In a quiet and elegant small courtyard somewhere in Zhong Nanhai, the secretary who was over fifty hurried into the office.
"Long, your analysis is very correct, Zhuo Yang is back."
Xue Yuanshan put down the file in his hand, leaned back, leaning his hands together on his belly. He said: "We must believe in the truly outstanding talents in our country. They must be nationally minded. As long as we do our job well, these talents will be willing to contribute their power to the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. This is their basis. Heart, the heart that makes us proud."
Under Xue Yuanshan's instructions, Zhuo Yang was never given any pressure or intervention. He believed Zhuo Yang's choice.
"Zhuo Yang is a good boy!" Xue Yuanshan said to the secretary: "You convey it, you must continue to create a relaxed sports environment for Zhuo Yang, and football should respect his opinions, because there is no better footballer than him in China."
In the small cafe of the professor at the Hanover Music University, two professors, Karl Norman and Arivadi, sat opposite each other.
Norman said: "I was really surprised, Zhuo Yang actually gave up on Germany, it seems that you were expected."
"China is a great country." Professor Wadi put down the crystal jade porcelain cup in his hand. "I know the Chinese very well. Those really outstanding talents among them are not some of the Chinese people we saw in Europe. You and I know that they are just clowns who are willing to be used. The real Chinese masters are very important to their own people. Culture has a deep-rooted pride and a deep sense of belonging to its own nation."
"At this point, the Chinese elites are more cohesive than our Jews and your Germans. Their culture and ethnicity have been spreading for more than 5,000 years, and they have endured hardships but lived on. It is not unreasonable!"
"Zhuo Yang and his family are all such people."
In the shade behind the Milano Sports Building, Maldini and Baresi stood hand in hand.
"Is Zhuo Yang crazy? How could he make such a stupid decision!" Baresi couldn't believe the news in the newspaper.
"Franco, if the Italian national team has never won a world championship, there is no champion." Maldini quipped: "Will you join Brazil or Germany for the championship?"
"How can it be?"
"Yes, you won't, neither will I. Zhuo Yang won't. He has the same choice as us."
"It's not the same thing at all, Paul..."
"Franco. That's why I'm not as enthusiastic as you to persuade Zhuo Yang to join the Italian national team, because from the beginning I knew he wouldn't." Martini said: "The same is true of the Prime Minister, he is happy to see To Zhuo Yang's naturalization, but did not use means to achieve it. It is precisely because we all see that Zhuo Yang can not choose other national teams, we have long understood."
"Zhuo Yang is just like us!"
"A lowly person!"
At the corner of Monaco's royal palace, Prince Crown Prince Ergul said angrily: "Zhuo Yang is a shameless person."
"Sharma, you are right, the Chinese are really disgusting."
Sharma replied: "Yes, His Royal Highness, every Chinese is disgusting."
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Back to the news conference of Beijing Hotel.
"In the past period of time, we have caused undue trouble for Zhuo Yang and his family because of unprofessional work and inattentiveness and mistakes in his work attitude, and caused a great negative impact on Zhuo Yang. Here, on behalf of the Chinese Football Association, I sincerely and solemnly apologize to Zhuo Yang and his family."
Long Wang said: "In the future, we will work with Zhuo Yang to realize the historic take-off of Chinese football."
After the review and high-profile singing, it was time to ask questions. The reporters almost ignored the Dragon King and instantly filled the microphone with the space around Zhuo Qiuqiu.
"Ms. Zhuo Qiuqiu, why did Zhuo Yang suddenly choose to join the Chinese team?"
Zhuo Qiuqiu said: "First~EbookFREE.me~ Zhuo Yang is not joining, but returning. He should have belonged here and was expelled from here, so now he is just returning. As for why the Chinese team..."
Zhuo Qiu took out the account of the old Zhuo family. "Because he is Chinese!"
Just outside the gate of Milan Malpensa International Airport, Zhuo Yang was surrounded by reporters who had been waiting for a long time.
"Zhuo Yang, why did you choose to join China?"
Zhuo Yang raised his passport high.
"Because I am Chinese!"
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