Vol 3 Chapter 316: Having difficulty finding a round table

No one answered the phone call to Totti. The calm in the media was obviously controlled by people, which made Zhuo Yang angry: okay you Totti, you want to use your own status in Italy to wipe things out without saying a word, you It's too shameful, right?
　　 knew that Totti would be ridiculous, but Zhuo Yang thought he would call the phone: Zhuo Yang, good brother, brother I admit defeat.　点　小　说　X　23　U　S． C　OM to save some face for my brother, how about? Please eat all over Rome someday.
　　 If this is the case, Zhuo Yang will make a few jokes with Totti, as long as Totti can put down his body, in fact, this matter will stop. In the face of the media, Zhuo Yang would say: There are no bets, you are just catching the wind, Kaka and Totti are great players, and they are my good friends.
　　 But now Totti wants to be so bored that it's not a good idea. This is because Zhuo Yang is not in his eyes. The two-time European Golden Ball is nothing more than a rookie who is new to Serie A. Zhuo Yang was not happy, and the matter was very serious. He immediately called the media to let go of the gun and forced Totti to stand up and face what he had said, but Fat Laiola stopped him.
　　 If Zhuo Yang engages in this way, there is no room for maneuvering under the table. After all, Totti has a force in Italy, and it will be very troublesome to have hatred with him. It is estimated that Totti also thought of this, and it was expected that Zhuo Yang would not easily flip his face with him, and this played a trick invisible.
　　 Zhuo Yang glared: What should I do? Just let him not let this fart go?
　　 The fat man flashed his teeth, showing a wise smile: stupid? He uses the power of the ground snake to block you, and of course you have to use your strength to fight. You don’t need to come in person, you are so...
In the round table meeting room of the Milano Sports Building, the Cavaliers were holding their last meeting at the end of the season, and there was no fixed topic. The team was already on holiday, and it was just idle.
　　Everyone is persuading Costa Kuta not to leave the round table group. At this time, there is a knock on the door of the conference room. This made the Cavaliers very surprised, because everyone in Milano knows this rule. For so many years, no one has interrupted them during their meeting time, and Galiani and Braida have not.
　　 The persistent knock on the door was still ringing. Broki, who was closest to the door, looked at the people in doubt, stood up, and opened the door.
　　 "Zhuo Yang, why are you here?"
　　 Zhuo Yang smiled and walked in and nodded at all the people present: "Everyone is here, it's been a hard work." He also held his fists in both hands and kept saluting.
　　Although no one ever dared to knock on the door of the round table group, this is not a taboo, and the round table knights will not draw any face because of this, nor is it a secret triad.
　　 "Zhuo Yang, didn't you say you want to go back to Hanover today? Is there something?" Maldini and Yan Yuese asked.
　　 "It is such a horse team, as the saying goes, it is difficult to find a round table. The round table is the lighthouse that guides us to sail in Milano, the helmsman of ac Milan traveling the sea, the sun that Italy never sets..."
　　 A series of high hats, the inner beauty and the Jiujie all rose up listening to goose bumps, but the old people such as Baresi and Tassoti were very useful.
　　 "With the round table group supporting everyone in the back, every one of us is full of confidence and happiness when we go out. Brother Franco, do you say that?"
　　 "Should be, the round table team is the backbone of our players!" Baresi filled with a kind smile.
"We, AC Milan, stand proudly in the world of football, and it is precisely because of the bosses and the Knights of the Round Table who are working hard behind the scenes that you are the life mentors of all Milan and our invaluable wealth in Milano. Brother Handcuffs, are you right?
　　 "Yes, you are right!" Tassotti burned a little.
　　 "I think everyone in Milan owes a great round table Paladin to thank you. Thank you, everyone!" Art students are full of affection.
　　 "Zhuo Yang, you're welcome, this is what our round table group should do." Costa Kuta baton was also very moved.
　　 Zhuo Yang has thumbs up. "In our China, there is a category of people who are most respected. We call them elder sisters, or aunts in neighborhood committees. I won’t translate them anyway. They are the most respected people in the whole society. They are like your round table knights. In the same way, the anxious masses are anxious about what the masses think, I am everyone, everyone is me. "Every time I see your bosses, I think of my warm hometown."
"Zhuo Yang, our round table team comes from the team, which is part of the team. Naturally, we have to unite and maintain each of our players. There is no doubt about this." Maldini did not know what Zhuo Yang wanted to sell. . "Zhuo Yang, if you have something to do with us, you might as well say it directly. If it's okay, you can wait a little bit and have tea with you later."
　　 "I can't do it, Brother Paul. I'm going to the airport and hurried back to Hanover." Zhuo Yang tried to adjust his emotions, but his face still had a sad and sad expression on his face. "I just have a little grievance. A lonely person can't find someone to talk to in a foreign country. Thinking of the warm round table group, he walked over involuntarily~EbookFREE.me~ There is nothing to disturb, I'm leaving..."
　　 didn't even move his feet, but he seemed to be aggrieved when he lowered his head.
　　Not only talk about crosstalk, but a lot of things must have a good reputation. Favalli at the round table beckoned: "No hurry, hurry, Zhuo Yang, wait a minute. What the are you telling us, how can the round table see you being wronged."
　　 Zhuo Yang's heart secretly said: Pharaoh's righteousness! Jiuye, Baye, Neimei and Pi Shao were also together: Yes, yes, talk about it!
　　 "Alas," a long sigh of sadness broke, and a dozen pairs of eyes stared at Zhuo Yang.
"No wonder others, can only blame me for a foreigner who does not know the heights of the land, and provokes people who should not provoke. I am a fledgling little rookie, there are not many me in Italian football, I have not done it for ac Milan Even a little contribution..." Good guy, 13 goals and 24 assists, no Zhuoyang Champions League finals, there will be a lot of trouble. If this is not called contribution, everyone here can almost die.
　　 "Zhuo Yang, who bullied you in the end, look at me with such a temper tantrum, but I'm in a hurry!" Favalli stood up with his eyes wide open.
　　 "Totti! Francisco Totti." Zhuo Yang immediately cut the nail. "I accidentally offended Totti, who is in the south of Apennine, on the northern shore of the Mediterranean Sea, and invincible in Rome."
"Kaka and I are betting the best shooter with Totti, obviously it is our own private affair, it has nothing to do with the team at all! But Totti is defeated by his identity as the king of Rome, and he is too bullied, which is too bullying. Right?"