Chapter 2: Young Horse Changan Zheng

　　The old director of the local police station has already called Yang Hong several times. He told Zhuo Yang that he should never hit someone again, and it would be difficult for him to do it again. The son of the old horse in the village in the city was fanned out. Lao Ma, who had been a party secretary for nearly two decades, rushed to the office of Mr. Lu for the first time, and rang the mountain of the desk. Poor Lu's big orange canned glass bottle and teacup shattered and shattered on the ground. That stuff can empty a whole pot of water at a time, and I can't buy it now. Director Lu is so distressed...
　　The only daughter of Mr. Lu is the student in teacher Yang Hong’s class.
　　The director of the Military Academy's Security Division Wang Fatzi also visited Zhuo Tongtong several times.
　　 "Brother Zhuo, Brother Zhuo, Professor Zhuo, let your son don't cause trouble, please."
　　 Zhuo Tongtong is surprisingly popular in the compound.
　　 Wang Fatzi and a laid-off textile female worker who looked like Uyghur girl played ambiguously and was broken by his wife. That painful beat, every man who saw the liver was trembling, and after returning home, he was desperately good to his daughter-in-law. For a time, many models of loving wives and family models emerged. Wang Fatzi’s wife wanted to go to the head of the hospital to expose her husband, and stink of Wang Fatzi. She was stopped by Zhuo Tongtong’s bitter mother-in-law. Not to mention, Zhuo Tongtong's book spirit and black-frame glasses really have a group of friends of middle-aged and elderly women.
　　 Yang Hong broke out completely. Feather duster swiped on Zhuo Yang's like "don't want money." Dad Zhuo Tongtong's mouth twitched, and his sister Zhuo Qiuhong secretly wiped tears in the small room.
　　 Zhuo Yang, out of awe of his mother since childhood, did not dare to dodge, clenched his teeth to break the buttocks hard, fantasizing that he was a master of qigong, opened the second pulse of Ren Du and moved a golden bell to the butt.
　　 This kind of corporal punishment is called ‘bamboo shoots and fried meat’. Every mother in China has no skills and is skilled in using it. For seventeen years, Zhuo Yang has been very familiar with the taste of this dish, and the thick-skinned buttocks have not taken the feather duster as much.
　　For Yang Hong, who is weak and always refuses to exercise, the physical energy consumed by this flurry of dances is no less than that of a company where a warrior lifted a bayonet on the high ground and edged the enemy.
　　After half an hour, Yang Hong gasped a little, and looked at her son who was still daring not to move. Her tears fell.
　　 "To prevent you from dealing with those bad guys, you just don't listen, you see what you learned from them?"
　　Every mother thinks that her child is good, and it is wrong for others to learn bad. Either it was damaged by bad friends or framed by bad children.
　　Yang Hong had a classmate's son. After getting drunk with a group of friends, he maimed a girl in turn and was sentenced to severe sentence. But Yang Hong’s classmates insisted that her son was innocent. The reason for the mistake was that his son was persecuted by bad friends. He also believed that the victim’s girl was a broken shoe, and she tempted her son. Then he kept petitioning.
　　Shortness protection is a feature common to every mother in China.
　　 saw his wife tears, Zhuo Tongtong was distressed, and the monkey ran over like a fire.
　　 "Honghong, dissipate your anger, don't be mad at your body. Are you tired, let me rest for a while, then I will beat you up."
　　 Zhuo Yang: "..."
　　 Zhuo Qiu also quickly came out and hugged Yang Hong's arm.
　　 "Mom, don't cry, my brother knows wrong."
　　 Zhuo Tongtong turned his head and shouted at his son: "Look at what makes your mother tired, and don't hurry up and admit the mistake. You are a bastard!"
　　 Yang Hongfeng's eyes were tearful, his eyes were glared, and he was furious.
　　 "Who are you scolding? He's a bastard, what am I?"
　　 Zhuo Tongtong: "..."
　　 Zhuo Autumn: "..."
　　 Zhuo Yang: "..."
　　 After the typhoon, the wild sea and the turbulent waves finally calmed down. When the tide surges in Qiantang and the tide recedes, the river will still show its usual serenity and peace.
　　Yang Hong decided that after graduating from high school, Zhuo Yang went to study abroad and went to Hanover, Germany. There are three reasons.
　　 First, you can keep your son away from bad friends. Don’t believe they can go to Germany to bring Zhuo Yang to bad?
　　Second, the Piano Department of Hanover University of Music is ranked first in the world. Is the first, not one.
　　 Third, there is no reason, the old lady has the final say.
　　 For others, Hanover Music University is out of reach, but for Zhuo Tongtong and Yang Hong's family, it is not an untouchable distant mountain.
　　Hanover University of Music is very well known internationally, especially for its piano major, it has been ranked first in the world for many years. Hanover University of Music is a public university. Although there are no terrible tuition fees, the conditions for enrollment are very harsh.
　　In addition to recruiting music talents with certain achievements in the world, every year they will take out very few places to recruit high school graduates all over the world, as long as the high school students can meet the three conditions.
　　 First of all, there must be a recognized high school diploma.
　　Second, it is necessary to communicate in German or English.
　　 The most important thing is that you must prove yourself to be a musical genius.
　　 The first two points are not a matter for Zhuo Yang, but mainly the last one.
　　Because Yang Hong himself is a famous pianist in China, many years ago, taking the opportunity of Sino-German art exchange, he established a very good personal relationship with Professor Karl Norman of the Piano Department of Hanover Music University.
　　 In this way, the most important one does not have a big obstacle to Zhuo Yang.
　　Yang Hong just sent Zhuo Yang’s DVDs to various piano competitions to Karl Norman. After the spring, a letter of acceptance from Hanover University of Music was mailed to the West China Andrews Yang.
The magical Zhuo Yang is a genius after all. Football and piano are black and white. Although it is not as hard as playing football on the piano, it is also a small black and white piano key with Yang Hong’s clever words and intimidation since he was young. A lot of time has flowed up. Even Zhuo Yang is a genius, but he really wants to thank his mother for making him a piano player, even if his mother's methods and methods seem very tough.
　　 Yang Hong is a gentle woman.
　　 Passports and other necessary procedures are completed in a short time, just waiting for Hanover Music University to go to Germany before the end of summer.
　　 During this time, a major event occurred in Chinese football.
　　On October 7, 2001, at the Wulihe Stadium in Shenyang, Yu Genwei shot, China defeated Oman 1:0 and entered the World Cup finals for the first time.
　　On October 8, Zhuo Yang bought all the newspapers he could buy that day. The front page headline of each newspaper was the news that the Chinese team entered the World Cup. Now, these newspapers are quietly lying in a carton at the bottom of the bookcase, one foot thick.
　　 And this summer, the Chinese team walked dashingly in the Korea-Japan World Cup. Three games were exhausted and one goal was not scored.
　　 I came lightly, waved my sleeve, and didn't take away a cloud, just like my never came.
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　　 Zhuo Yang’s friends all knew that he had to go to Germany before this summer.
　　 Speaking of his little friends, he must mention three people: Jiu Shan, Hai Yang, Lao Mu!
　　 and Zhuo Yang are half-sized, there are many in the courtyard. If you count carefully, there are fifty or sixty, plus the half-big girl, you can only count up a hundred. Although the boys and girls usually have their own gangs, they show a thriving scene of a temple with a little demon wind and Chi Qian and more than eight. But after all, the same environment, similar family background, everyone on the surface is still good, and they are still familiar and harmonious with each other.
　　 But no matter how good your friends are, there will be a close relationship between them, Zhuo Yang and Jiu Shan, Hai Yang and Lao Mu have always been closer.
　　The four of them are in a class after high school, go to school, get out of school, and fight.
　　 Jiushan and Zhuo Yang are the same age. He looks very white, but his white face is sharp and angular. It's a big guy, with arms and thighs significantly thicker than their peers. Jiushan loves weightlifting and fitness. On average, he breaks an arm bar every two months. A person rides on his back and he does push-ups just like playing.
　　 Fighting in Jiushan did not pay attention to flashing and moving at all, because no one beat him. When you get ten punches, just like everyone else, the speed and power are not affected at all. The fist falls on Jiushan, and the color of the skin will not change. But as long as Jiushan hits the boxing, you will be considered a break. In the middle of Jiushan's forehead, there is a small pit, which was hit by three stones in the middle of junior high school. However, Jiu Shan still won the game.
On the football field, Jiushan is the goalkeeper, and he is the nightmare of all forwards. A bunch of tendons flew at you, and the bully was like a tiger tank. The striker faced the goalkeeper Jiushan and felt that he was Lin Daiyupeng and met Schwarzenegger.
　　Jiushan is the standard model for tough guys!
　　 Ocean is a group of four people with relatively good academic performance, of course, only relative. Ocean loves reading idle books, and is familiar with the characters in all martial arts novels, as well as the context and relationships between the characters, and is a treasure trove of various martial arts cheats, various strange tricks, and various strange weapons.
　　 The ocean is quite lazy, so I don’t bother to do it when playing group fights. The stars that the friends have already played are brilliant, and the ocean is still watching. After a lot of fun and excitement, the ocean suddenly shot, saying that sooner or later, a brick was already flat on the opponent's door.
　　The small freckles on the ocean's face are like little stars in the sky, and like the ellipses on the face. He is one year younger than Zhuo Yang, because the primary school is in his hometown, and the primary school in the county is only five years old. So, after going to high school, the ocean miraculously transferred to his brother became a fellow student.
　　Ocean likes to play as a defender because of his rough playing skills. But the ocean’s lower leg bones were surprisingly hard. The two of them collided with each other’s calves. The ocean was too lazy to knead, and ran away to continue chasing the next target, while the opponent curled up on the ground. Both hands rubbed their legs quickly , I missed the uncle who had loved me the longest since I passed away. I didn't realize that my legs were rubbed down.
　　 In short, the ocean is a kind person!
　　 Old Mubithuo Yang and Jiu Shan are one year old, thin, tall and tall, with red lips and white teeth. Lao Mu perpetually ranked first in the penultimate grade of the year, no one is polite, no one can take it away.
When 　　 was fighting, Lao Mu was more of a chicken thief, and he shot very viciously. He greeted his painful chin, chin, and even genitals, these painful places. The iron gloves were popular in those years, and Lao Mu had three sets, different styles and different colors.
　　 Old Mu doesn’t play football, but he likes to bring different girls to watch a few games. At the end of the game, Lao Mu disappeared and took the girl to see another private ball of his own. Lao Mu said that there are no girls he can't make, only girls he doesn't want to make. However, this is true.
　　 always has a bad smile on his face, walking like to shrug his shoulders. Old Mu prides himself on Saint!
　　On April 22, 2001, the Chinese national football team began its journey to the World Cup of Korea and Japan. In the Asian qualifying group group A, the Chinese team played against the Maldives. On this day, they played at the provincial stadium in Xi'an. This is the first game of the Chinese team and the only game in Xi'an.
　　 Zhuo Yang, Jiu Shan, Hai Yang and Lao Mu also wanted to join the scene to join in the fun. But for several middle school students, the ticket price is too expensive. The money in the pockets of the four people is cluttered together, and even a student ticket behind the goal cannot be afforded.
　　 There is a chubby little girl who has always been in love with Lao Mu. Every time he sees Lao Mu, his eyes can see the spring. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
　　 God never abandons the world! The little girl's father is the ticket director of the Provincial Stadium.
　　The fat little girl looks like Xia Yuhe's innocence: "Old Mu, I will ask my dad to get you a free ticket, OK?"
　　 Lao Mu's mouth was ticked up, and peach blossoms appeared in his eyes. He pinched the fat girl's round chin with his right hand, and gestured with four fingers in his left hand.
　　 "Four photos!!"
　　 Fat little girl is nympho.
　　On the evening of the 22nd, Zhuo Yang buddies walked into the Provincial Stadium with four big swings.
　　 The location of the gift ticket is quite good. It is directly under the rostrum, and the whole stand is a man-in-the-middle-sized person who comes in with a gift ticket. Compared to the noisy stand of other fans in the audience, this place is quiet. The fans came very early, the audience was almost full, and nearly an hour before the official start of the game, the players on both sides did not even start the warm-up before the game.
　　 did not start shouting slogans, did not start cheering, did not start singing. All the fan groups are recuperating and recuperating, waiting to kick off the Maldives players with explosive shouts.
　　 is like the quiet before dawn, the stadium before the start of the game looks a bit dull.
　　 does not erupt in silence, but perishes in silence! Lu Xun
　　 Lao Mu took a deep breath, slowly stood up, extended his neck, raised his head, and howled with his throat.
　　Most of the stadium can hear the hysterics of old Mu.
　　 "Cut~judgment~is~a~hand~yin~criminal~!!!!!!"
　　 In the stunned audience of 65,000 fans, Lao Mu was kicked out by the special police with his ears.
　　 This is the only time Lao Mu entered the court to watch the game. Since then, Mu has never been there again.
　　Lao Mu said that if he refused to go, it would hurt his self-esteem!