I just don't pass the ball to you, but I'm still the assist king of Serie A; I just like to mess with you on the court and make you keep doing useless work, but I'm still the efficiency king of Serie A; I just like to add fuel to your pass ball to your feet, But I'm still the best scorer.
What can you do to me?
Everyone in AC Milan can see that I am targeting you on purpose, but no one can do anything to me, and no one can tell me any more. You have a foundation in the Knights of the Round Table, and I have someone to maintain it, and I am in Milan. Luo has much better popularity than you, and I have a mass base.
The round table knows, but can they bite me? Ancelotti knows, can he not let me go and let you go? The senior management knows, can they drive me away and leave you?
I just want to make you suffer from the suffering of eating berberine. Not only can you not say it, but those who like you to protect you everywhere will also be speechless. I just want to eat and live in you. I just deliberately bully you.
What can you do to me? What can you do to me!
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The sky was getting darker, and the last afterglow was shining on the calm lake of Lake Neilone in Milan. Looking from the direction of the sports building, the scenery became hazy, and it was impossible to tell the expressions on Zhuo Yang and Gillardino's faces at this moment. I saw the silhouettes of them three meters apart.
Zhuo Yang leaned against the fence by the lake, and Girardino stood straight with his hands holding the post.
"I can't do anything to you, no one can do anything to you." Ji Taozi said: "This is where you are powerful. If you oppress me, I can only endure it. If I don't want to continue living this kind of life, I can only choose to leave .”
"Zhuo Yang, I don't know if you want to see me leave, or you want me to stay. After all, it is not that easy to find a partner who can be bullied by justice."
"I don't want to argue with you about the right or wrong between us at the beginning of last season, it's meaningless. But I believe that from then on, I can find someone like me to bully me without any concerns or psychological burden. Anyone with guilty feelings must be satisfied.”
"You have found a sense of strength in me, and you vented all your dissatisfaction with some people in the round table on me. I am not only a scapegoat, but also a always weak lamb."
I've never heard Ji Taozi say so many things in one breath, Zhuo Yang was secretly surprised because Ji Taozi's words pointed directly into his heart and made the right statement.
When he first arrived in 2006, he encountered a goal drought, but Girardino did not pass the ball to Zhuo Yang. This allowed Zhuo Yang to occupy the moral high ground. No matter how much he teased him, others could not say that Zhuo Yang was wrong, because Ji Taozi had a mistake first. .
As Zhuo Yang gradually adapts to Serie A football, the strong dominance on the court has become an absolute force. Humans generally worship the strong. In the cruel professional football, Ji Taozi does not get much sympathy.
Zhuo Yang's personality is more cheerful and sunny, making it easier and more friendly to make friends in the team. Moreover, Zhuo Yang's style of play is more likable and can help others on the court. Ji Taozi is different, he is introverted , the style of work is rigorous and formal, and his teammates will respect him but not be too close to him. Moreover, he is a pure shooter, and his survival depends entirely on the number of goals, so he will naturally steal other forwards' scenes, and his style of play cannot give his teammates too much Assistance. So it is no surprise that his popularity and mass base are not as good as Zhuo Yang.
Occupying the moral high ground, and having strong crushing strength, and surrounding people are people who prefer themselves. In this way, Zhuo Yang is simply too comfortable to bully Girardino.
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"Tao...Alberto, football, you have to rely on your strength to speak..." Zhuo Yang suddenly felt that it was not that comfortable.
"No need to say more, Zhuo Yang. This is the first time I talked to you and the last time. Whether you care or not, I will leave Milan in the summer." Girardino said: "Although I know you don't care, I
I still have to tell you that I hate you. I hate you very much."
"You must hate me too, and I don't care."
"Alberto, you said it wrong. I... don't hate you." Zhuo Yang said. He was sincere at this moment.
"It doesn't matter, I don't care. No matter what your attitude is, you can't change what's happening. I lost, but it's not the national team qualification, but the loss for two years. Of course, a person like you will definitely not be able to do so.
Care about the time of a weak person like me, and even his life is not taken seriously."
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The sky was completely dark, and Zhuo Yang stood alone by the lake and stared at the dark lake in a daze.
Girardino has left, and the communication between the two people that should have been around for a long time has happened in this way. Zhuo Yang suddenly felt that the past two seasons were very ridiculous. A big deal was performed in the end.
Is this ending worth it? Do you really don’t care?
Ji Taozi left with her last sentence: "Zhuo Yang, so what if you win? Is this your purpose of leaving this place? Is your purpose of coming to Milan to attack whom you are confident in attacking?"
Zhuo Yang wandered around the lake, and he was sure that he really didn't care about Girardino, and he didn't care whether he was dead or alive. Zhuo Yang remembered a sentence his father once said - it's a very bad thing to be unreasonable and unreasonable.
thing.
I am just unforgivable!
Zhuo Yang could not understand this sentence at that time, but today Zhuo Yang felt the feeling. Taking over the moral commanding heights will not make people correct forever, nor will they truly be happy. Zhuo Yang is a person who likes to be kind to others in his bones.
People, but in the process of 'oppressing' Ji Taozi, he was immersed in the satisfaction of being unreasonable.
What am I pursuing? What is my true heart?
The lake water is closed, and Zhuo Yang's eyes are pitch black.
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Until the next day, Zhuo Yang was still thinking about this question. He vaguely felt that he had caught something, but he seemed to be deliberately avoiding it. This question is very important, but has nothing to do with Girardino.
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At 10 o'clock in the morning, the domestic flight on AC Milan landed at Naples Airport and then boarded the bus collectively. They had to go to the Vesuvius Hotel, where they had lunch and had afternoon breaks, and went to the Sao Paulo Stadium at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. The game was eight o'clock in the evening.
Starting from the start, AC Milan will spend the night at the Vesuvius Hotel after the game and fly back to Milan the next day.
The newly promoted Napoli has performed very well this season under the leadership of coach Eddie Rea, with two rounds left and now ranked eighth. Although the first half schedule hit Napoli 6:2 in San Siro, the Serie A Stadium in Serie A this year is very good.
It is one of the difficult venues, and the second half of the Naples schedule clearly showed a different strength than before.
More importantly, the temptation of the Serie A championship is ahead, and AC Milan cannot be missed.
The bus was driving on the beachfront road, and the players were looking around, chatting or sleeping. Zhuo Yang held Kaka's small file to fix his nails. At this moment, his cell phone rang.
It was called by my dad, which is a bit strange. This point is around 5 p.m. in China, and the time is normal, but my dad rarely calls himself before the game. He likes to chat with his son in the evening after the game.
"Hey, dad..."
Zhuo Yang suddenly stood up from his seat and shouted at the front: "Stop! I want to go down!"
Chapter completed!