Vol 4 Chapter 388: The little man is simple and happy

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When the game was over, Guardiola stood on the sidelines and did not move. The bench behind him was crazy. The old man stood quietly on the side of the noisy street like a frozen landscape in a river of neon cars.
He tried his best to conceal the wetness in his eye sockets, and tried his best to calm the agitation between his chest and abdomen.
Zhuo Yang didn't move either. He nestled in the bench as tired as a dog, but he also smiled like a dog.
17 seconds before the end of the game, Zhuo Yang broke through and scored a lore goal. Manchester City scored 3:2 and the total score was 4:4. Manchester City won with away goals.
17 seconds before the end of the game, Guardiola replaced Zhuo Yang with Yaya Toure.
17 seconds after the restart, Toure had not touched the football, and the referee Coopers blew the final whistle.
Only 17 seconds away! Only 17 seconds before Juventus can complete the feat of two Champions League finals in three years.
Manchester City Club reached the European Champions Cup final for the first time in its history.
At the moment the whistle sounded, many players from both sides collapsed on the court at the same time, and many Manchester City players burst into tears on the spot. Afterwards, there was a distinct carnival and sadness.
too difficult! In the knockout round, only by being immersive can you really know the thrilling inside.
Guardiola thinks he is not an emotional person, but now he wants to cry openly, like a child.
This season was too difficult. The league was suppressed by Klopp, Conte, and Pochettino, the FA Cup was volleyed by Wenger, and the League Cup was blocked by Mourinho. At the beginning of the season, I did not expect to be in the Premier League BIG6. Restricted everywhere, not to mention that the most difficult Champions League became a breakthrough.
On the icy night when Enrique was beaten 4:0 into a dog at the Nou Camp on October 20th last year, Guardiola never dared to think about today.
Now, I am going to compete for the Champions League. Enrique, Mourinho, Wenger, Conte, Klopp, Pochettino, what are you doing? Zidane, here I am, are you ready?
Zhuo Yang, my good brother, thank you.
Zhuo Yang was tired like a dog and smiled like a dog. He was so tired that he didn't want to move his fingers, but he was thinking about Kou Kou, because Zhuo Yang is an extremely simple man. When he encounters happy things, he always hopes to share the joy of this moment with the person he loves most.
Kou Kou said: My brother Zhuo Yang is a hero.
Akko said: Ayang, you are my hero.
But Zhuo Yang knew that he was just a little man, even a little man with no ambitions.
Zhuo Yang did not dare to change the ambition of the sun and the moon, he did not have the ambition to divide the territory and fight for hegemony in the world, and he did not even have the arrogance to fight for power and chase wealth. Whether it's six hundred years in a dream or thirty years in a real life, he is like this.
For six hundred years in his dream, the only thing he wanted to do was to go home, and traveled to every corner of the world, but he just wanted to go home. He had never thought of competing with the ancients. Whether it is crying or laughing, blood or tears, murder or being killed, war or being warned, it is all because of wanting to go home.
In the thirty years of his real life, he likes football and piano, only football and piano. If I love my wife, I will do everything possible to please her and stay with her without leaving home. Zhuo Yang didn't care about the turbulent world.
Zhuo Yang is a little man with no big ambitions. He gathers all the heroes of the heroic story together, and he will only become a passerby without a name.
He likes football, likes the people he meets in football, likes the pleasure of winning through hard work in football matches, just like now. So he is tired like a dog at the moment, but also happy like a dog.
Perhaps living in this sinister world, the little man will be happier, because it is easier to obtain happiness, just like Zhuo Yang now.
Smart people say that happiness is based on the suffering of others. I don't know if there is a scientific basis for this statement, but Monsieur Tolivo is sad now. This is a fact.
The second elder brother is the earliest one of the brothers to get a big honor. He became a world champion in 2006. He was also the best rookie in the World Cup that year.
It's been 13 years since I left Madiburg, and my second brother won 12 Serie A titles this year. They are all said to be the top three in the north, but now the Milan duo has all the players together, and there is not as much champion as the second brother alone.
Aesthetic fatigue! In fact, the second brother can't remember how many Serie A and Italian Football Association Cups he has, and the media are helping him count them. But the second brother knows very well that he only has one World Cup and one Champions Cup.
In 2010, Mourinho's Inter Milan won the yuan, this is the last Champions League in the entire Serie A so far, and the second brother has become the first double-awarded Mr. Golden Globe. Seven years.
At the Olympic Stadium in Rome in 1996, Lippi's Juventus beat Ajax on a penalty kick. It was Juventus' last Champions League so far, 21 years.
Italian football is going through a cold iterative period. Meng Er estimated that he would want to win the World Cup before retiring. It would be self-deception to say that there is little hope. But the Champions League is not, Juventus has been resurrected, especially this year, the overall strength is not inferior to any giants, the second brother's desire is this year.
But in the end he was crushed by his brother himself.
In the eyes of the second elder brother, except for Zhuo Yang, Manchester City is actually a bad team. Under normal circumstances, the difference in strength with Juventus is two goals in a game, and four in two rounds. It has to be said that although the second brother Fengyan has spring, his vision is indeed very poisonous. Juventus scored four goals for Manchester City in two rounds.
However, Zhuo Yang had two shots and two passes in two games and pulled four abruptly, and in the previous knockout round, Juventus did not lose a goal. If it weren’t for Zhuo Yang, Juventus would still not lose the ball in these two rounds~EbookFREE.me~ Juventus hadn’t lost a ball at home for almost two years. If it weren’t for Zhuo Yang, this record would definitely continue, perhaps. By the day the second brother retires or leaves Juventus. Who knows!
Ugh, why are you so silly? A world champion and a Champions League, your father, I am not enough~
My grandfather silent in Dortmund: Dad, I am also a world champion, a Champions League, alas
Piggy: One World Cup and one Champions League, you know me too, right?
Scar: Ma Bu, I didn't win the World Cup, but there are two Champions League...
Detu: The same for me.
The second brother seemed to hear the brothers' complaints, and immediately felt a lot better. As long as he is not the worst, his second brother can continue to be proud, and he has the most league championship titles. Although this is boring, he can still play it out.
There seemed to be a sneer from Zhuo Yang in the night breeze: five nasty critics, as a European, there is not even a European Cup champion, and he just doesn't even have a face when he compares this time.
The five swordsmen collectively despise: My dear son, the Asians take out your Asian Cup, let's see?
Zhuo Yang gritted his teeth and said: Five sprayers, five keyboard men...Bah!
Thinking of this, Meng Er's mood improved a lot. He secretly erased the tears left in the corners of his eyes because of the sadness of his heart, and gave himself a slightly reserved and relaxed smile.
Stupid people, go to climb the bright moon but can't get it; Smart people, the moon follows closely when walking.
After reciting the poem, the second brother stood up and limped to lift the decadent teammates from the ground.
Little men have this advantage, and are always good at persuading themselves to cook chicken soup for themselves. Of course, it can also be called as being able to take it down, the Six Musketeers are all little men.