Vol 3 Chapter 849: Do you want to turn my face
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Golden Greenery
- Zhuo Setong
- 1406 characters
- 2021-01-30 05:56:22
This is the 37th round of the 2013-14 La Liga, which is the penultimate round. Before the match, the top three La Liga points, 89, 87, 87, 83, if Real Madrid lost in Vigo Celta, Atletico and Barcelona defeated their opponents, Real Madrid not only lost the championship immediately, let Atletico win the championship one round in advance, And maybe it will eventually be overtaken by Barcelona, the most powerful player in the last five rounds.
This gap is simply ridiculously large. Real Madrid, who fell to the third, will become a joke. Even if the tenth Champions League is won two weeks later, when others laugh, they will at most be dignified.
Zhuo Yang’s goal this season has always been the Triple Crown. He is a person with a tendency to perfectionism. Before leaving, he will leave Real Madrid with a glorious Triple Crown, just like in Madaba, Milan and Barcelona. This belongs to His mind is complete. Otherwise, just go to Manchester United, Zhuo Yang will always leave a little regret.
Perfectionists are basically all patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Along the season, Zhuo Yang originally thought that the league is the easiest one to win, because the format is best for Real Madrid with a balanced overall strength. On the contrary, the King’s Cup and the Champions League are because of the knockout. The accidental factors have a much greater impact on the result. It may not be possible to decide everything.
didn't think about it, the King's Cup won, and the Champions League also reached the final of the first battle, but the most reliable league appeared inexplicably reversed.
In the first 34 rounds, 26 wins and 8 draws, the team that kept undefeated and accumulated 86 points, but in the last three rounds it seems to have been wicked. One loss and one draw and then trailed by 0:2 in the first half of today. Is this a character?
Zhuo Yang certainly does not admit his life like this, what is the difference with admitting counseling? But just when he thought that he would be assigned a heavy responsibility to save the team from danger in the second half, Ancelotti did not intend to send him to play.
Ann Fat has won the league titles of Serie A, Premier League and Ligue 1, although La Liga has not yet, but he is not in a hurry. With Real Madrid's foundation strength, the La Liga champion will always fall on his head every few years. The competition here is far less than Serie A and the Premier League, An Fat, etc. He has a four-year contract with Real Madrid.
Ke Zhuoyang has not had four years, and his plans to go to Manchester United this summer quietly revealed to An Fat. Zhuo Yang is the biggest guarantee for the Champions League. If he misses this year, there will be no Zhuo Yang under his command. Ang Fat really has little assurance that Real Madrid will win back the tenth big ear cup. The Champions League competition is several orders of magnitude higher than the La Liga title.
If Ancelotti did not let Zhuo Yang go to the rescue a month ago, he would even let him start. But since going through the second round of'Zhuo's Metaphysics' with Bayern, Ancelotti has a soulful touch on the mysterious culture from the East.
More than a week ago, Zhuo Yang had a ‘bizarre’ lumbar injury, then Real Madrid turned sharply, and then the team’s injuries suddenly got together. Isn’t that not magical enough? Isn’t it metaphysics?
55-year-old Ancelotti is not young anymore. Twenty years of coaching career can be called a coach. He will not be as ignorant as a young man. There is not enough people to swallow the elephant, whichever is more important, An fat is under the predicament of metaphysics, and decides to abandon the La Liga and enter the Champions League final preparation time from now on.
Why did Zhuo Yang go up? In case the game is not saved, who will be injured in a bizarre way, who will pay? An Fat insists that Zhuo Yang's back injury is the strongest hint in Ming Ming.
"Fuck, Karlo, when were you superstitious about these things?"
An fat slow article touched his lips: "Don't you believe it? I learned from you."
"How can I be like you... Karlo, how old are you, you know the feudal superstition killed the dead."
"Good my Zhuo Yang brothers, if this game can be pulled back, I mean if we are still 2 points behind Atletico Madrid. Do you think Barcelona will go to Real Madrid for the last round?" The last round of the season Atletico will face Barcelona at home and Real Madrid will face the Spaniards in Bernabeu.
"Zhuo Yang, be more realistic, the Champions League is important, don't lose big because of small."
Facing Ancelotti's sudden stubbornness, Zhuo Yang scratched his head. He knew that Ang Fat had deliberately swallowed the water, and wanted to persuade him with reason. I am afraid that there would be no time for Bairao to enter two high-end restaurants for three days and two nights.
The time is running short, and the daylily is cold, and Zhuo Yang decides to take the slant.
"Karlo, did I offend you?"
"Zhuo Yang, what did you say?"
"But if you do this, you obviously want to frame me."
Ancelotti reached out and touched Zhuo Yang's forehead: "No fever, what nonsense."
Zhuo Yang turned his hand away, and his face was dark. "Karlo, I don't want to say that much, I have to play today, otherwise I would think you are going to turn my rhythm."
Ancelotti: "..." How many years have passed since this fuck, how can it be the same as when he was in Milan, and the dog's face said it would collapse.
"Zhuo Yang, why do you think so, I think..."
"Mr. Ancelotti, don't say anything else, I want you to say: let me go?"
Zhuo Yang went on with a black face and said, "Let me get on, we are still round table brothers. If you don't let me go, I will immediately go to the airport and I will return to Madrid."
Ann Fat: "..." This dog thing is not intended to be reasonable.
"Zhuo Yang, you definitely misunderstood your elder brother..."
"Give a sentence!"
"Zhuo..."
"Give me a talk!!"
Ancelotti looked right and said very seriously and fluently: "You replace Mendy in the second half, I will let the magic flute withdraw, you pay attention to control the forty meter line in the front court. The rest of you play freely, I Just score a goal."
Zhuo Yang's face was covered with flowers at once, and it made a brilliant smile.
"Roger that!"
"Zhuo Yang, were you kidding me just now?"
"Ahahaha, of course, dear Karlo, you wouldn't really think I turned over."
Ancelotti wailed in his heart~EbookFREE.me~ He knew that Zhuo Yang was using it, but he didn't dare to take risks just now, just in case? At the age of 21, when he arrived at AC Milan, he dared to turn his face with Maldini. The world knows that Mourinho almost killed himself in Madrid a year ago.
"Hehe." An Fat laughed twice: "Boss is not small, don't have a formal shape, there will be things to say in the future, what can't our brothers say openly?"
Zhuo Yang snapped his fingers. "The following is not an example."
Ancelotti is still not sure who Zhuo Yang said to them. After forcing a bright smile, Ann Fat said: "Actually I regret it now, or else..."
The words didn't fall, Zhuo Yang had pushed open the locker room door, and shouted loudly into it: "Mendi, you will come down in the second half of the day. Take a good rest, and the game is given to me."
Ilya Ramendi didn't trip, and there was no doubt. "Good! Laozhuo, come on!"
Ancelotti felt a deep sigh in his heart. He nodded to Ilya Ramendi and said to Casemiro, "Fat tiger, you come down, the angel in the second half."
Zhuo Yang clapped his hands vigorously: "This time I took a good breath, and I followed up with Lao Tzu in the second half. If I lose the champion in Vigo, I will return to Madrid without any face."
";Madrid!"
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