Vol 3 Chapter 7: Guapep 3 shot thigh

"Is the direction clear? It doesn't matter if it's inconvenient to say." Guardiola, although very curious, knows that these things are taboo.
"There is nothing inconvenient." Zhuo Yang Zhanyan smiled: "Actually, I have not completely determined where to go, just determined that I will leave."
Guardiola tilted his head, his mouth moved, but said nothing.
"At first glance, Chelsea is a good choice, but I still need to talk to fat... Laiola, my agent, and my sister, after consulting with them, make their final decision. Of course, Chelsea is just my unrequited love. I have no connection with them."
"Chelsea..." Guardiola nodded: "It's true that the only teams that can afford you and you are willing to go are only the Premier League. You have stayed in the Bundesliga, Serie A and La Liga, the Premier League is a good place to go ."
"Actually, Manchester United is not bad. Ferguson likes you to know all over the world. From the perspective of the club's image and heritage, Manchester United is more suitable than Chelsea."
"Oh, to be honest, I'm worried that Lord Ferguson won't get used to me like Pep you."
Guardiola stunned for a moment, then laughed. "Hahaha, yes, Ferguson is also a man with a gastrointestinal tube and a urinary tract, as annoying as I am, hahaha..."
"Oh--" Guardiola suddenly straightened up, but shocked Zhuo Yang.
"Chelsea has Ancelotti and Ribery. With your character, this reason is more important than anything. They must have seduced you. Quack..."
Seeing Guardiola think he has discovered the truth, Zhuo Yang did not explain, and accompanied him with a smile.
"Oh, that's right, Pep." When the smile was about to end, Zhuo Yang said in a timely manner: "There is one thing I still have to trust you."
"Don't be so polite, just say what you need me to do."
"I hope you can arrange my start in the last four rounds of the league. I want to finish this season."
Guardiola frowned slightly.
The three consecutive league titles that can be loaded into the history of La Liga have been completed. The only goal of the season is the Champions League that can continue to write Barcelona's glorious history. He and Rijkaard were very close to this goal twice, but they were blocked by Zhuo Yang under the last step.
This year is another good opportunity. Half of the foot has already reached the threshold of the final. The most important thing is that Zhuo Yang will not be a hindrance anymore. He has become the team's strongest motivation.
Three days later with Real Madrid in the Nou Camp, Guardiola is sure not to let the opponents turn over, the next thing is to wait quietly and Manchester United's desperate fight. It may be Schalke 04, which is not even a problem.
After Guardiola has planned to equalize Real Madrid, the four rounds of the league have sent off the bench, first to train the team, and second, to relieve the fatigue that the main lineup has accumulated over the season. At that time, according to the situation, the main force will take turns to walk up and down, to continue the game.
The important thing is to avoid injuries, especially the indispensable pillars of a team like Zhuo Yang. The subsequent injury on the defense line after the season made Guardiola quickly pull his scalp into the bleeding slot. For many important games, he had no choice at all. Only those who did not have problems, it became nonsense to see his opponent serving.
If it were not a radish and a pit in the back line, with Guardiola's character, how could Pique be so negligent about discipline? Let him cool down long ago.
Later in the game, Zhuo Yang was the giant panda of Barcelona, ​​and he focused on the protection of objects, but he now invited the next four rounds, which Guardiola promised not to refuse or not.
"Zhuo Yang, you know the importance of the Champions League..."
"Pepp, I want to score."
Guashuai: "..." Good fellow, people who don't know think you are Villa. Huluwa has scored 13 goals in the league so far this season, and the goal of more than two months has forced him to be crazy.
"You all have 38. Ouch, lying, the best shooter is steady, you..."
"Not enough, 38 is not enough."
Guardiola snapped his thigh: "Hey, I see, you have to break the record, Zhuo Yang is the creator of football records! Where did you go and where did you write it. It's easy to say, isn't it just a ball, there is a game for you The game is enough."
"Pepp, breaking records is not enough."
Guardiola slapped his thigh again: "I see, you must want to break the 40 mark and become the first La Liga player to score 40 goals. That's to say, two games are enough, I promise..."
"Pepp, 40 is not enough."
Guardiola: "..."
"Zhuo Yang, don't turn around, what are you going to do, give a happy talk."
"Pepp, I'm leaving La Liga and I have to leave something. You see, the record of 38 goals, from Sara to Ugo Sanchez, it took 40 years, and then from Sanchez to me, but only 20 years. . What does that mean? It means that the next 38 goals will be faster, maybe in three to five years."
"How can I allow it to become the second so quickly, and others will laugh at me when I turn back. People have left their names, geese have pulled out... No, geese have left their voices, I have to leave something Barcelona can't move."
"Scoring more goals! Pull the record high, at least for another 20 years before someone can break it~EbookFREE.me~ At that time, I also retired, it doesn't matter, I don't care about it."
Guardiola looked at the flames in Zhuo Yang's eyes, and he had a lawsuit.
"Zhuo Yang, the idea is very exciting, but in case of injury, you...can't do it."
"Pepp, my opinion about this injury is... life! Pure life. It's hardly too much for professional players to have their waists flashed at home. You said that when I was in AC Milan, that Simic Blowing your hair can burn your buttocks, who can reason?"
"There is also Yangku. At home, you can turn the pizza on your feet by boiling the pizza tip, whether it is hot or barefoot. Everyone else is baking in the oven. If he wants to iron it, he will iron it. You say you iron a pizza. What's wrong, isn't it a neuropathy? There is also the addition of eighth...
"Stop, stop!" Guardiola had a black line on his forehead. "How many more do you plan to enter?"
"Not necessarily, at least 10 more. I left 47 records in Serie A, La Liga is not too good, too few, is it?"
Guardiola: "Ah--, you say you..."
Zhuo Yang said: "Pep, do me a favor, I owe you. If you really leave Barcelona in the future, if the opportunity is right, you say hello in the new club, I will go to you and give back my love for the past two years on."
Guardiola's eyes brightened, and the road ahead was long and no one could predict whether it was good or bad, but with Zhuo Yang's promise, he would have an extra amulet in the future. Guashuai shot his thigh for the third time. ’
"Ok, deal!"
Zhuo Yangshun quickly climbed the pole: "Four games?"
"Four games!"
"Starting?"
"Starting!"
"Waiter, order food~"
"Ouch lying down! Zhuo Yang, if you don't agree with me today, you didn't even plan to ask me to order, right?"
"Hahaha..."