Zhuo Yang's acquiescent and even encouragement to Rigbet Song on the court throughout the season, and Uncle Slag Klopp saw it. Although Zhuo Yang did a good job of wiping Old Song's butt, Uncle Slag
It seems that it would be better if you don't wipe this butt.
Moreover, Lao Song visited Zhuo Yang privately and got some promise from Zhuo Yang, and Uncle Zha knew it. It was not a shameful thing. Neither Zhuo Yang nor Lao Song wanted to hide it from anyone, and be open and honest. To be honest,
Uncle Zha had a view on Zhuo Yang's actions, because Zhuo Yang obviously crossed the line through intervention in the team's tactical discipline, and that was only Klopp's own right.
But Uncle Zha couldn't talk about Zhuo Yang because his captain performed too well. It's no exaggeration to say that Zhuo Yang promoted Madibao from a relegation team to the championship contender with his own strength.
In this case, I am very ignorant. Moreover, how the head coach and the big-name players in the team get along is also a big question. Uncle Zha is very careful in these aspects. He is very sure that Zhuo Yang must have in the team.
privilege.
So at this moment, Old Song brought Zhuo Yang out, and Uncle Zha was naturally furious. In his opinion, it was not only Old Song who tried to use Zhuo Yang to suppress him, but also obviously had the intention of provoking the relationship between him and Zhuo Yang.
Uncle can't tolerate this at all.
"The promise Zhuo Yang gave you only represents him personally, and it does not represent the entire team, nor does it represent my tactical arrangements. Moreover, Rigbet, you must remember that you should thank Zhuo Yang,
Instead of pushing Zhuo Yang to the front to block the arrow for you, you can’t use Zhuo Yang as an excuse to let Zhuo Yang pay for your mistakes.” Uncle Zha’s words pointed directly at the heart of the people.
Lao Song couldn't hold back his face because Uncle Ba said so badly: "Klopp, why bother to imprison others like this when you speak? Of course, I will remember everything Zhuo Yang has done in my heart, and you don't need you to remind me. And you
Thank you to Zhuo Yang, without his efforts on the court, you are not bullshit."
In this way, the two people's words changed from arguing to arguing, and from arguing to a personal attack. In the shade of the corridor in front of the blue building, the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger.
One is a young and energetic star coach, and the other is a veteran with a hot temper. No one can stop the other. After scolding each other, the anger can only make harsh words.
"Rigbet, you fuck me and report to Team B right away, the first team will not have your place anymore." Uncle Zha pointed at Old Song with his fingers.
"I'll go, what are you? I'll give you a gift. I'm also a gift. Dad, when I became famous in the world, you little bastard was still licking the gully for the main players in the second-tier team."
Song almost poked his fingers into Uncle Zha's eyes.
"Okay, you can go to U19 for me now, and go there and show your qualifications. You don't have to think about coming back before the contract expires. See how I ruin you." Indeed, Lao Song has two more contracts.
After more than a year, if you really have enough time in U19, Lao Song will be useless. It would be better to retire immediately.
"I'll suck your mom!" Old Song pushed Uncle into a chest with his chest and pushed Uncle Slag on the stool.
Uncle Zha is not such a good person to be with. He splashed the cup in his hand and smashed it. Pang Dahai and wolfberry made Lao Song look all over his face. Fortunately, the water was already warm. This is the Chinese health care recommended by Zhuo Yang to him.
Formula, especially suitable for middle-aged people.
Then the two of them started to tear each other, but even if they get angry, they have not completely lost their minds. They just tangled and pulled each other, and did not really start fighting.
Spring cleaning is underway on the peninsula these days. Basically, all the staff are busy sweeping and filling in dirty and messy places in the woods or river banks. There will be no one in front of the Blue Building. If it weren't for the relatively secluded place, Uncle Zha
He and Lao Song would not choose to show up here.
"I warn you to let go..."
"I won't let it go, I'll try..."
The two of them twisted their mouths and made trouble. Neither wanted to do it first, nor did they want to let go first. Now that they really want to pass by, someone who can beat them up, might be so angry that they could beat them up.
I was so impatient that I saw two old and unscrupulous people fighting each other were Freeman and Bertram. They were carrying feces rakes and big brooms to go to the logistics warehouse in the Blue Building, but suddenly they found out
Two great gods on the peninsula are going to fight.
The two uncles were frightened and quickly threw down the tools in their hands and pulled one by one. "Two, two masters, please say something well, don't fight..."
This is how people are. Originally, two people who were not determined to fight were talking to each other. If no one paid attention to them, they would feel boring after a while, so they would just be cursing. But if someone came to pull them up, they would just be
It will be bad things, no one can get out of Taiwan, and it will be shameless if they don’t take action.
The two cleaners had a very different internal status to the two great gods, so they didn't dare to take action. They hadn't said a lot of good things yet, and they wouldn't be too embarrassed to slap Uncle Zha.
Let's start!
Two burly men over thirty years old, their fists were swinging all over the sky in a blink of an eye. The two cleaners couldn't even tell the difference between people. Not to mention the fight, they accidentally got hit twice.
Old Song is very good at fighting, and Uncle Scrap is not good at slap. Old Song is very powerful, Uncle Scrap is too despicable, Old Song fist, Uncle Scrap is scratched by shrew.
"Brent, continue pulling, I'll go and call someone." After being furious, Freeman, who was inexplicably furious, was afraid that he would be splashed with blood, quickly retreated and ran to the team's training place.
"Captain Zhuo——, fight... fight... fight..."
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Zhuo Yang and his group rushed over and looked at the battlefield: Oh my god!
Uncle Zha danced with a phoenix winged gilded dung rake, Lao Song spread a golden cauldron, Zaoyang big broom, and fought hard for three hundred rounds. One was like a dragon coming out of the water, and the other was like a tiger going down the mountain. The air around them seemed to become thinner
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Look at the two of you again. Uncle Zha’s glasses have long disappeared. His two dark circles look like Panpan’s biological mother. His nose is crooked and his mouth is slanted on his face is either blue or red. There is a tooth mark on his cheeks. I don’t know how he bites it.
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Old Song was not much better, his face was scratched by Uncle Slag, his blood marks were straight and vertical, and half of his sleeves were torn off. Armani turned into an old vest, and there was a ball of phlegm in his golden hair.
Still a snot.
The cleaner Uncle Burrent sat decadently on the ground not far away, with six or seven shoe prints on his work clothes.
"Stop it—!" Zhuo Yang shouted loudly!
Who cares about him? The two fierce generals were in full swing, and the two weapons were so full of splendor. They turned a blind eye to the outside world and were determined to fight against the immortals.
What the hell do? If you really have swords, guns, swords and halberds, you can rush in and get a sword with empty hands, but these two peerless magic weapons are flying dragons and phoenixes, and you will accidentally be a disaster of shit.
As he glanced left and right, an eight-treasure tuolong rotten mop stood at the door of the toilet on the first floor. He stepped on his waist and flew away, stretched out his toes and hooked them, and held the handle in his hand.
Chapter completed!