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Chapter 351: Essays in the Athenian Forest

Zhuo Yang jumped up while running at high speed, stretched his left foot and gently unloaded the ball in the air. After landing, the football rolled in front of him obediently. After pretending to move inward, he stopped and buckled the outside. The Portuguese winger Manu, who was sucking back to chase after, flicked and fell to the ground as if he was hit by a sniper rifle.
When the sad Manu raised her head from the grass and looked around blankly, the Chinese man who was like wind had long disappeared.
Lightly avoided Capetanos' side-facing shovel, just like a seagull teasing the waves, Zhuo Yang had more freedom than the seagull. Moras was so nervous that he was at a loss. Bent over and leaned over halfway was the only defensive prediction action he could make in his subconscious mind.
Zhuo Yang did not make him embarrassed. The passing ball passing through the crotch was like the wind passing by in the alley. The direction the wind followed was the Jade Man named Kaka.
Winter is a season that doesn't like to be ostentatious, it is subtle in its bones. Winter always presents everything quietly. Kaka is the clear forest stream flowing through winter. He pulls the ball with his left foot and carries his left foot. Kaka bypasses Liberoplus like a stream flowing through pebbles, as smooth and as peaceful as the stream.
At the confluence of the stream is a small boat, with a man wearing a straw raincoat and staring at him with a smile. He has been waiting here for a long time, waiting for a beautiful dream, in which his name is Ronaldo.
Cyrillo is a shark, he likes to grab the prey of a boat. Ronaldo's straw coat suddenly turned into golden armor. The old man who was waiting was originally an immortal warrior. He swayed the paddle with his left hand and raised the fishing rod with his right hand. The fierce shark could no longer help but crashed into the rocks by the stream.
The wind blowing from the sea in the distance was still floating, as if it was irregular but with clear purpose. Zhuo Yang quietly appeared in the penalty area like the wind. Alabazis is a good goalkeeper, he is like a sharp sword, able to break the forward's fantasy. However, no matter how good the sword is, it can't blow the wind.
In the 7th minute of the first half, after Zhuo Yang received a pass from Ronaldo in the penalty area, the moves of the goalkeeper Alabazis seemed as natural as the wind, and AC Milan led 1:0.
Zhuo Yang pointed at Ronaldo with both hands and was smiling, and Kaka ran towards them. Ronaldo felt that the night wind was warm today and the stream was clear.
Rivaldo looked at the happy trio in the frontcourt. It was his goal loss that made this song of light in the dark. He didn't want to admit that he envied those three people, but he knew that they were AC Milan's current darlings.
In fact, Rivaldo really wants to stay in Milano, and he is more eager than looking forward to staying at Camp Nou. Because only in Milan can he feel that no one regards him as a "penguin-like fool" or a "stupid Yankee". He likes Milano, but he doesn't know why Milano doesn't like him. Rivaldo has thought about it for three years but hasn't figured out this problem.
Rivaldo doesn't like Kaka because Kaka is so handsome, so handsome that he doesn't look like a Brazilian at all. He doesn't like Ronaldinho because Ronaldo likes to laugh so much. He doesn't like people who laugh all day long. Rivaldo doesn't like Ronaldo, because everyone likes Ronnie, which makes him very jealous.
Rivaldo doesn't like Zhuo Yang either, although he has never dealt with Zhuo Yang and doesn't know him at all. But now Zhuo Yang is hooking one arm around Ronaldo's neck and rubbing Kaka's head with the other hand. Rivaldo hates others hooking his neck and rubbing his head, so he hates Zhuo Yang.
Rivaldo saw Ronaldo and Kaka pressing Zhuo Yang over and rubbing his hair hard, making it even more messy than a chicken coop. Rivaldo frowned, because if anyone treats him like this, he will definitely make him angry.
However, Zhuo Yang seemed to smile happier than the two of them.
Zhuo Yang likes this stadium, and he has left him with beautiful memories for the first three times he came here. He always scored goals here, and even won six yuan alone, which became an important factor in the turnaround of the Jedi in the Golden Globes last year.
So, when Ronaldo scored a goal, Zhuo Yang fell in love with this place even more.
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In fact, Serginho's initial nickname was not "shuttle", but "shuttle", because the shuttle can travel through endless time and space. Ancelotti used to like to replace Serginho when she was behind, because in the vast dark space, the shuttle was the only hope of mankind.
Later, the shuttle could not be worn anymore, and AC Milan needed more powerful battery life, but Serginho was still capable of working on the shuttle on the loom, or the swift shuttle bus in the five-star scenic spot with a lot of tourists.
When you walk into the woods in winter, there are many secrets hidden in the forest. When you step on the soft and layered fallen leaves, you will make a 'creaking' sound. The shuttle bus passes through the dense forest like a shuttle passing through a thread, rolling up the withered fallen leaves and never falling down for a long time.
Kaka is the originally sleeping red flamingo in the forest. After being awakened by fallen leaves, he flew to the edge of the jungle. He seemed to want to escape from here. The flamingo likes the quietness in the forest and also likes the white horse standing on the rocks by the forest.
The white horse comes from the far east. He walked alone for a long time and was far away before he came here. The white horse told the flamingo: If you are tired of flying, take a break, and I am here.
After receiving the message from the flamingo, the white horse whipped its hooves along the edge of the cliff, and the horse's hooves hit the stone edges and splashed with debris. Along the way, the white horse could not tell whether it was gunpowder or cooking smoke in the distance, and ignored whether it was beech or birch that had just passed. He didn't care if it was the badger's hole or the fox's hole that almost fell into.
The white horse just wanted to quickly pass the oral message from afar to the waiting crocodile. He liked to be a postman like this, just like a shuttle bus and a flamingo likes to fly.
The crocodile raised its head from the pond, and he smelled the breath of flamingos. The crocodile's scales stood in awe, and he heard the sound of the white horse's hooves.
The crocodile is the son of a dragon. His anger is the power of heaven, and his anger is the punishment of heaven. With a long hiss, the crocodile's roar silenced the beasts in the forest. The crocodile's sharp claws only need to light up, which is the dazzling sword light.
The crocodile never forgot that his name is Ronaldo.
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In the 43rd minute of the first half, Serginho broke through on the side, Kaka rushed to support the organization, Zhuo Yang inserted diagonally and pulled the defense line and made a wonderful pass. Ronaldo scored a far corner in the penalty area, AC Milan 2:0.
This time, the three of them rubbed Serginho's hair together, although Shuzi's hair was already very thin.
Kaka said: "You're right, those two are indeed very similar to harp."
Ronaldo said: "It's also very much like wings, dragon's wings."
Chapter completed!
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