Chapter 2

Name:Golden Greenery Author:Zhuo Setong
The old Lu director of the local police station has called Yang Hong several times. He told Zhuo Yang to stop beating people. It's hard for him to do it again. The back teeth of the son of the village horse in the city have been blown out. Ma, who has been a Secretary for nearly 20 years, rushed to the office of director Lu for the first time, shaking the desk. Poor director Lu's big orange can, glass bottle and tea cup, fell to the ground in pieces. It can empty a whole thermos of water at a time, and it's not available now. Director Lu's heartache

Mr. Lu's only daughter is a student in Mr. Yang Hong's class.

Wang Pang, the head of the Security Department of the military academy, also found Zhuo Tongtong several times.

"Brother Zhuo, brother Zhuo, Professor Zhuo, let your son stop making trouble. Please."

Zhuo Tongtong is very popular in the courtyard.

Wang Pang played with a laid-off textile worker who looked like a Uyghur girl. He was hit by his wife. That meal beat yo, every see the man liver in shiver, back home are desperately good to their daughter-in-law, a time emerged a lot of love wife model and family pacesetter. Wang Pang's wife is going to the head of the hospital to expose her husband. It's Zhuo Tongtong who stops her from stinking. Don't say, Zhuo Tongtong's bookish demeanor and black framed glasses really make him look like a friend of middle-aged and old women.

Yang Hong broke out completely. The feather duster swung to Zhuoyang's buttocks like he didn't want money. The old father Zhuo Tongtong's mouth was smoking. His elder sister Zhuo Qiu hid in the small room and secretly wiped tears.

Zhuo Yang, fearing his mother from childhood, dared not dodge at all. He bit his teeth and cracked his ass hard. He fancied that he was a master of Qigong. He got through Ren Du's two veins and removed a golden bell cover for his ass.

This kind of corporal punishment is called "stir fried pork with bamboo shoots". Every mother in China has no teacher to learn from and is skilled at using it. Zhuoyang has been very familiar with the taste of this dish for 17 years, and his thick skinned and fleshy butt doesn't take feather duster as a big thing.

For Yang Hong, who is graceful and weak and refuses to exercise, the physical strength consumed by this dance is no less than that of a soldier who takes a bayonet and stabs his enemy's company on the high ground.

Half an hour later, Yang Hong, who was a little relieved, looked at her son, who was still puckering and afraid to move. Her tears came down.

"I want you to stay away from those bad boys. You just won't listen. What have you learned from them?"

Every mother thinks her children are good, and it's others' fault that they learn bad. They are either led by bad friends or framed by bad children.

Yang Hong, a son of a classmate, was severely punished for maiming a girl named Lun Jian after he got drunk with a group of friends. But Yang Hong's classmates insisted that her son was innocent. The reason for his mistake was that his son was forced by bad friends. They also believed that the girl who suffered was a broken shoe. She seduced her son. Then I kept petitioning.

Protecting the short is a common feature of every mother in China.

Seeing his wife in tears, Zhuo Tongtong was so distressed that he ran over like a monkey's arse on fire.

"Rainbow, calm down. Don't be angry. You're tired. Take a rest. I'll beat you up. "

Zhuo Yang: "..."

Zhuo autumn also hurriedly came out, holding Yang Hong's arm.

"Mom, stop crying. My brother knows it's wrong."

Zhuo Tongtong turned to his son and shouted, "look what your mother is tired of. Don't hurry to admit your mistake. You little bastard! "

Yang Hongfeng's eyes were tearful and angry.

"Who are you scolding? He's a son of a bitch. What am I? "

Zhuo Tongtong: "..."

Zhuo autumn: "..."

Zhuo Yang: "..."

After the typhoon, the fury of the sea will calm down. Qiantang tide, tide retreat, the river will still show its consistent peace and tranquility.

Yang Hong decided to study in Hanover, Germany after graduating from high school. There are three reasons.

First, you can keep your son away from bad friends. Don't believe they can run to Germany to take Zhuoyang?

Second, the Piano Department of Hanover University of music ranks first in the world. It's number one, not one.

third, there is no reason why the old lady has the final say.

For others, Hanover University of music is far away, but for Zhuo Tongtong and Yang Hong's family, it's not a remote mountain that they can't touch.

Hanover University of music is well-known in the world, especially its piano major, which has been ranked first in the world for many years. Hanover University of music is a public university, although there is no high to the horror of tuition, but its admission conditions are very harsh.

In addition to recruiting music talents with certain achievements in the world, a small number of places will be allocated every year to recruit high school graduates from all over the world, as long as this high school student can achieve three conditions.

First, there must be a recognized high school diploma.

Second, be able to communicate in German or English.Most of all, you have to prove that you are a musical genius.

The first two points are not a single thing for Zhuoyang, but the last one.

Because Yang Hong is a little famous pianist in China, so many years ago, he took advantage of the opportunity of Sino German art exchange and established a quite good personal relationship with Professor Carl Norman in the Piano Department of Hanover University of music.

In this way, there is no major obstacle to Zhuoyang.

Yang Hong just sent the video of Zhuoyang's participation in various piano competitions to Carl Norman. After spring, a letter of acceptance from Hanover University of music was mailed to Zhuoyang in Xi'an, China.

After all, Zhuoyang is a genius. Football and piano are black and white. Although he didn't work as hard as football on the piano, he also spent a lot of time on the black and white keys with his fingers since he was a child under Yang Hong's clever words and threats. Even if Zhuoyang is a genius, he really wants to thank his mother for making him a pianist, even if the mother's means and ways are very tough.

Yang Hong is a graceful woman.

All the necessary formalities, such as passports, will be handled properly in a short period of time, only waiting for the end of summer before the opening of Hanover University of music to go to Germany.

In this period of time, Chinese football has a big event.

On October 7, 2001, Yu genwei stabbed and shot at Wulihe Stadium in Shenyang, China beat Oman 1-0, making it into the World Cup finals for the first time.

On October 8, Zhuoyang bought one copy of all the newspapers he could buy that day. The front page of each newspaper was the news that China team had entered the world cup. Now, these newspapers are lying quietly in a cardboard box at the bottom of the bookcase, which is a foot thick.

In this summer, the Chinese team in the world cup in South Korea and Japan to go back. Three games, one goal.

Gently I came, waving my sleeves, not taking away a cloud, just like I didn't come here at all.

Zhuoyang's friends all know that he will go to Germany before the end of this summer.

When it comes to his friends, we must mention three people: Jiushan, Haiyang and laomu!

Like Zhuoyang, there are many half boys in the courtyard. If you count carefully, there are fifty or sixty, plus half of the girls, you can only count up to one hundred. Although boys and girls usually have their own small gangs, they present a thriving scene of small temple demons with strong wind and shallow pool. But after all, the same environment, similar family background, everyone on the surface of each other is good, and they are also familiar and harmonious with each other.

But no matter how good friends are, they will also be separated from each other. Zhuoyang and Jiushan, Haiyang and laomu have been close together.

The four of them have been in the same class since high school, going to school together, going to school together and fighting together.

Jiushan is the same age as Zhuoyang. He is very white, but his white face is angular. It's a big man with arms and thighs that are significantly thicker than their peers. Jiushan loves to lift weights and keep fit. On average, every two months, one arm strength stick is broken. When a man is riding on his back, he does push ups just like playing.

Jiushan doesn't pay attention to dodge and move when fighting, because no one has him to take the beating. If you get ten punches, just like no one else, the speed and strength will not be affected at all. If you land your fist on Jiushan mountain, you will not change the color of your skin. But as long as you let jiushanyi fight, you will have a rest in this fight. In the middle of Jiushan's forehead, there is a small pit. When I was in junior high school, I picked three fights and was stoned. However, Jiushan still won.

In the football field, Jiushan is the goalkeeper, he is the nightmare of all the strikers. A bunch of tendons come to you. They are like Tiger tanks. In front of the nine mountain guard, the striker felt that Lin daiyupeng had met Schwarzenegger.

Jiushan is the standard model of tough guy!

Among the four people in the ocean, their academic performance is relatively good, of course, only relative. Ocean loves reading idle books. He is familiar with the characters in all martial arts novels, as well as the context and relationship between the characters. He is also familiar with all kinds of martial arts secret scripts, all kinds of rare and unique skills, and all kinds of strange weapons.

The ocean is lazy. It's lazy to fight in groups. The stars are shining and the ocean is still watching. It's enough fun to watch, and the ocean suddenly makes a move. Sooner or later, a brick has been patted on the opponent's face.

The small freckles on the face of the ocean are like stars all over the sky, and they are like ellipsis on the face. He is one year younger than Zhuoyang, because the primary school is in his hometown, and the primary school in the county is only five years old. So, after middle school transferred to the ocean miraculously and the elder brothers became peers.

Ocean likes to play at the back because of the rough technique. But the head-on bone of the sea's shin is surprisingly hard. The two people collide with each other. They are too lazy to knead the sea. They run away to pursue the next goal, while the opponent is curled up on the ground in pain with two hands quickly kneading their legs. They miss their seventh uncle, who loved them most for a long time. They don't notice a large part of their legs.In short, the ocean is a kind person!

Old Mu is one year older than Zhuoyang and Jiushan. He is thin, tall, thin, with red lips and white teeth. Lao Mu has been ranked the last in the whole grade for many years. No one can take him away.

When fighting, old Mu compared the chicken thief, the hand was very cruel, to the ribs, chin, and even under the Yin, these painful places to say hello. In those years, iron fist sets were popular. There were three sets of them by Lao mu, with different styles and colors.

Mourinho doesn't play football, but he likes to bring different girls to watch his buddies play. At the end of the game, Mourinho disappeared and took the girl to see another private ball of his own. Lao Mu said that there are no girls he can't play with, only girls he doesn't want to play with. However, it is true.

He always has a bad smile on his face and likes to walk with a shrug. Lao Mu boasts to be a saint of love!

On April 22, 2001, China's national football team began its journey to the world cup in South Korea and Japan. In group A of Asian preliminary group match, Chinese team will meet Maldives. On this day, the game will start at the provincial stadium of Xi'an city. This is the first match of the Chinese team and the only match in Xi'an.

Zhuoyang, Jiushan, Haiyang and laomu also want to go to the scene to have a party. But for a few middle school students, the price of tickets is too expensive. The money in four people's pockets is mixed up, and they can't afford even a student ticket behind the goal.

There is a fat little girl who has been secretly in love with Lao mu. Every time she sees him, spring water comes into her eyes.

God never abandons the world! The little fat girl's father is the ticket director of the provincial stadium.

Chubby little girl's pure feeling of summer rain and lotus: "old mu, I asked my father to get you a free ticket, OK?"

Old Mu's mouth was hooked up, and his eyes showed peach blossom. He pinched the round chin of the fat girl with his right hand, and stretched out four fingers of his left hand for a stroke.

"Four!"

Chubby little girl is crazy about flowers.

On the evening of the 22nd, Zhuoyang brothers walked into the provincial stadium in a big way.

The location of the complimentary tickets is quite good. It's just below the rostrum. The whole stand is full of people who come in with the complimentary tickets. It's quiet compared to the noise in the stands of other fans. The fans came very early, the whole stadium was almost full, and there was nearly an hour before the official start of the game. The players of both sides had not even started the warm-up before the game.

Didn't start shouting slogans, didn't start cheering, didn't start singing. All the fan groups are keeping up and waiting for the start of the game to blast Maldives players down.

Just like the quiet before dawn, the stadium before the start of the game seems a little dull.

If you don't break out in silence, you will die in silence! ——Lu Xun takes a deep breath, stands up slowly, stretches his neck, raises his head and howls at his throat.

Most of the stadiums can hear Mourinho's hysteria.

"It's a ~ hand ~ Yin ~ criminal ~!!"

In the gape of 65000 fans, Mourinho was chased out by the special police.

This is the only time for Mourinho to watch the game, since then he has never been to.

Old Mu said, resolutely not to go, too hurt self-esteem!