Vol 3 Chapter 742: Rainbow won and lost

　　 In fact, this time is not a football game anymore. There are twenty people standing next to watching monkeys and 100,000 people are cheering.
But this scene of the national Derby live broadcast to the whole world is very worthy of everyone's consideration: why Zhuo Yang wants to play, everyone will let him play, no matter whether it is Barcelona or Real Madrid, he has given him a very good face. There is no bottom line.
　　Neymar opened his eyes wide and waited for the color smoke to burst.
　　 Zhuo Yang's left foot rushed forward, dragging his right foot behind to lightly hook the football.
　　 Doesn't this look like a smoking action? Where are the butterflies? What are you doing?
　　Put the football back to the inside with the right foot. After the football is pulled back, it bounces slightly, and then is sandwiched by the two feet, Zhuo Yangji kicks.
　　 Rainbow!
　　 This guy who must report must also use this trick to rainbow me!
　　 Neymar stepped back in a hurry. Zhuoyang was a taller child than him. Obviously, this rainbow was big and far away.
　　 Can't care where Zhuo Yang was going to rush past, Neymar hurriedly looked up to find Hongqiao, so I had to see how he died?
　　 Hey, what about the rainbow?
　　 There is nothing in the sky, except for the dark sky of Barcelona, ​​you can't even see a rainbow candy, let alone a rainbow bridge.
　　Oops, I was fooled.
　　 Zhuo Yang’s sons were all up to the sky, but just lifted a ball of air, and the football lay still on the ground, quietly like a sleeping cat.
　　 Neymar hurried and braked quickly, and the sudden brake in reverse was equal to self-braking. The dangling was so cruel, Neymar couldn't help himself, and when he was soft, he twisted himself on the ground.
　　 Zhuo Yang was slow to slap the child again, moving gently like a tender donkey.
　　 A small and enchanting delicate rainbow bent over Neymar's soft head on the ground, as unreal as he saw it in a park fountain when he was a child.
　　 Zhuo Yang withdrew the rainbow at the other end of the bridge, and Neymar had not awakened from the confusion. Don't worry, I wait for you.
　　 Zhuo Yang is very proud. He is proud that he hasn't lost in the field of showing off, and he is also very proud of his face.
　　 It seems that Lao Tzu did not fool in Barcelona and Real Madrid. If you want to play on such an important occasion, I will give me three points of thin noodles.
　　 However, no!
　　The idea hadn't landed yet. Zhuo Yang was still smiling and waiting for Neymar to get up from the ground. He was squeezed from behind. The strength is not great, but the football underfoot is lost.
　　 Looking back, it turned out to be a small cloth. Busquets stole the football without hesitation.
　　Zhuo Yang reacted, and hurried away, but Xiaobu directly took the ball. This is the backcourt of Real Madrid, everyone was just watching the show.
　　Zhuo Yang didn't push up, Scar Ribery received a pass from the other end of the penalty area, then took a step and volleyed out of the outside of the corner of the big penalty area.
　　 Scar foot method, especially when no one is interfering, it is not a common trick.
　　 is simply a world wave, shooting octopus brother Lopez has no fun, Barcelona 2:0.
　　 Zhuo Yang was dumbfounded, Zhuo Yang's teammates were dumbfounded.
　　 The cloth of the chicken thief had already squeezed his lips and laughed to pull Neymar up, and the scar was simply breathless.
　　 Played for a long time, is this a win or a loss? Won Neymar, but 0:2, Xiao Bu, you are not authentic, Xiao Bu...
　　 Zhuo Yang didn't even look at his teammates, and he didn't know who to aim at if he wanted to get angry. Can we blame others? You can't steal ten if you change to Lao Tzu.
　　 He could only hook his head on the belly button and moved his face thickly, ready to kick off. After Xiaobu celebrated, he chuckled and hugged him.
　　 "Lao Zhuo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry~, I couldn't hold it back, I'm sorry, I'm sorry~"
　　 "Little cloth, you...I...not authentic..."
"Really sorry, you know how I steal you a not easy, looking back you beat me out all right. Old Zhuo, I ...... I ...... I love you, Chi Chi ~"
　　 Then Xiaojie, Xiaobai, Mei Boss, Dan Erye, and Ade came to hug Zhuo Yang in turn. If not everyone's face blossomed, it was really like saying goodbye to the body.
　　 The Camp Nou became a sea of ​​joy. Barcelona fans at this time neither felt Zhuo Yang hateful nor pitiful, only that he was very cute.
　　The body farewell ended after the scar came and kissed Zhuo Yang's forehead fiercely. This is not like a national derby in the sense of competition.
　　 A few minutes later, at the end of the first half, Zhuo Yang gray walked back to the dressing room.
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　　Barça dressing room, everyone appease the defeated Neymar.
　　 Scar said: "Passing, don't want to do it very hard. Just bury it in this house. Which one dare to say that Zhuo Yang can even out one by one? Lao Tzu can't do it. You can pass the ball when he comes up, it's that simple."
　　Mei boss said: "I can't do it either. The scar is right, Zhuo Yang comes up again, you just take advantage of his free time to leave the middle road to transfer, don't work hard."
　　How could Neymar not understand the truth, if he didn't understand it, he couldn't kick the football to Barcelona all the way. It is nothing more than to meet Zhuo Yang who has been admiring for a long time.
　　In any case, Barcelona led 2:0 in the first half, Neymar opened the record for the first time, and he also had a little credit for the second ball. Speaking of his actual contribution, he is a little bigger than the scar, ranking first in the team. Although the ball of the scar is beautiful, it is too easy after all.
　　 Of course, the happiest thing is the scars and the small cloth, and they still laugh together so far.
　　 Zhuo Yang couldn't laugh naturally. As soon as he returned to the locker room, Ancelotti looked at him with a bitter look. Zhuo Yang quickly confessed his mistakes with his hands folded: mine mine.
　　0:2 score is very troublesome~EbookFREE.me~ because it means that there is a high probability of losing to Camp Nou today. Two points behind Barcelona before the game, once lost, the gap became 5 points. Although it's still far from the end of the world, it's still a long way from 13 points behind last season, but how can this be used as an excuse.
　　 Plays are small, and the results are great. Last season has been lame. It is unreasonable to win something this season.
　　 apologized to the entire dressing room, in fact, can not all complain about Zhuo Yang, because they can not scold the monkeys after watching the show. But behind two goals, there must be a big man to back up, Zhuo Yang is the most suitable.
　　 Ann Fat's tactical arrangement is not a big problem, Neymar's goal is an accident, the scar is even more unexpected, has nothing to do with tactical play. Ancelotti had no choice but to adjust first, and continued to watch in the second half.
　　 When he came out of the tunnel after the break, Zhuo Yang met Neymar, thought about it, or went up to say hello.
　　 "Little brother, you are very good. Just a joke just now, don't mind."
　　 "Lao Zhuo, you are really strong. I... admire you very much."
Zhuo Yang smiled and patted Neymar's shoulder. Before he could time to show the old senior's spectrum, he heard the following saying: "Which turtle son minds, Lao Tzu leads 2:0, what needs to mind dripping. Ah. Hahaha~"
　　Zhuo Yang's teeth bite more and more: "Brother, don't deal with this bad guy, and don't shake hands with him."
"Oh why?"
　　 "He never used paper after pulling shit, guess which hand he will use to wipe?"
　　 Neymar's eyes instantly opened into a copper bell. He had just invited Scar to eat lamb in the hand the day before yesterday.