Chapter 143

"Stop!" Klopper called off the training.

"Carl, when Zhuoyang goes up, you should pull back a little and protect his back. Yes, that's the position. Five meters back. "

"Marx, when Zhuo takes the ball to break through the internal cutting, you need to wait for the opportunity to pull the side, take the central defender away, and leave the middle space for Ricardo who is inserted."

"Well, very well, that's it. Go on! "

"do you think it's not good to play music honestly Yang Hong closed her eyes and mumbled, "only the piano can match the doll." She's as soft as a pile of noodles, her fingers don't even have the strength to move. Her messy hair is soaked in sweat and clings to her face.

"Dolls like it and have talent. Our son is a genius. " Zhuo Tongtong's waist is almost broken, but his hands are still touching his wife's back and forth, and his fingertips are greasy. "Honghong, why didn't the carving of time leave a trace on you? You are still as beautiful and moving as the day I met you. You are the greatest favor of heaven to me. "

"Honey, I love you Well

"Light Well , you today Well , bad people... "

"the beauty of America is due to the birds calling, the spring laughing and the leaves floating in the small village. But I think the beauty of Asia is that the stars are the sea, the fish and the white sails that have never met. "

"Second brother, talk to people!"

"Oh, Ronaldinho has a good tail flick, but he doesn't run as fast as Zhuoyang."

Wen Qing's second brother, Montolivo, is explaining to him his views on which is better or weaker for Ronaldinho and Zhuoyang.

"Gloomy sky, mottled heart, how many laughter and laughter, how many past events and memories are buried in it. Ah --, Ma that forces... "

"Second brother, don't give up treatment."

Montolivo: "..."

"let the baby play football. The baby is old." Yang Hong curled up in her husband's arms and said something like a dreamy whisper: "I just want two children to be happy, happy all my life."

"I just want you and the children to be happy forever..." In the murmur, Yang Hong gradually fell asleep.

Zhuo Tongtong holds his wife gently in front of her chest and sticks her cheek to her forehead. "Honghong, I love you. Love you... "

Listening to his wife's small snoring, Zhuo Tongtong finally took a breath.

-- my dear mother, I almost died today. Political and ideological work has a long way to go!

when he returned to the dressing room after training, Zhuoyang received a message from his father: don't worry, your mother has agreed!

Zhuoyang was overjoyed and gave his father a thumbs up. Father's love is like a mountain, not an ordinary mountain, but a mountain!

"My father is mighty! I knew that nothing could be done without my father. My great father would easily solve the big problem. " Zhuoyang replies to the message and flatters his father. He doesn't know. Zhuo Tongtong is not easy at all.

Zhuoyang told coach klopper the good news. Klopper looked at him like a fool.

Zhuoyang told Professor Norman the good news. Norman looked at him like a fool.

Zhuo Yang told her sister Zhuo autumn the good news. Zhuo autumn happily ate a piece of braised pork.

Zhuo Yang told Li Xiaoqing the good news, and Li Xiaoqing took him to a meal of braised pork.

In the evening, Zhuo Yang, who returned to the dormitory, was still immersed in the excitement of everything.

"I walk by your side alone and have nothing to say to you. I dare not look up..." The phone rings. It's dad's call.

"Dad, you're amazing. You're my doll..."

"Zhuoyang, your mother wants to talk to you." Zhuo Tongtong interrupts his son's admiration.

Zhuo Yang: "..."

"Zhuoyang, why don't you tell us something so big in advance?"

"Mom, I......"

"When can you be more sensible and not let your father and I worry about it?"

"Mom. I...... "

"It's OK to play football, I'm not against it, but what can you do if you want to make trouble again?"

"Mom, I promise..."

"I agree with you to play football. What should you do if your study is delayed?"

"Mom You can ask Professor Norman... "

"I'll ask him, huh! He can't get away with it. Study hard, play the piano well, play football and don't fight. Do you hear me? "

"Mom. I know... "

“…… Do you grow tall, Zhuoyang? Is there enough money to spend? Will I buy clothes? "

“…… Mom, I miss you and Dad... "

Zhuo Yang just put down his mobile phone, and Professor Norman's phone rang there."Carl, I'll give you the baby. What's the matter with you?"

"Miss Yang Hong, listen to me..."

"Carl, I didn't trust you so much, but you coaxed my son to play football!"

"Miss Yang Hong, listen to me..."

"What to say? What to say? I warn you, Carl, if Zhuoyang has any mistakes, I can't spare you! "

“…… Miss Yang Hong... "

"I'll tell you Carl, if Zhuoyang can't finish his studies, I'll never finish with you!"

“…… Ms. Yang Hong I Wrong... "

Although Professor Norman was so impassioned when he forced Bi to Zhuoyang, his combat effectiveness in front of Yang Hong was just scum. In addition to the dedicated Zhuo Tongtong, others will be invincible under Yang Hong's graceful and fierce.

in the morning, there is a faint fragrance in the sky. The rain at night has cleaned all the dust, and the fragrance of Jasmine has also been rendered in the moist. With the wind flowing, it has gone into every pore of breath.

Dawn like a layer of white fog, covering the city, gradually turned into a gauze, and like a magic hand, gently opened her veil, let zaoxia blush her face.

Zhuo Tongtong, full of tenderness and smile, watched his wife finish the race eight thousand kilometers away, and admired Yang Hong's magnificent mountains and rivers.

"Rainbow, you always look so beautiful when you start a fire, like the brightest in the night sky Ouch Hiss... "

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

“…… Waist , back pain... "

"You don't know what's going on last night. My bones are all about to be torn apart by you. Do you really think I'm still a young man 20 years ago? At that time, you will know that I am haunted day and night, bad guy! "

In the early morning of the morning, Yang Hong, who looks more round and mellow, has a strong contrast with Zhuo Tongtong, who has dark eyes and is depressed.

Only tired cattle, no ploughed fields!

"Come on, lie down Is it here? I'll rub it for you In the future, please take it easy. We will have a long life in the future... "

The night closed at the urging of dawn, and an early lark looked curiously at the light in the building window. A little, with a crisp chirp, the birds fly away from the branches to join today's morning glow.