Chapter 1022

"Ronaldo needs to lose at least three kilograms, which is the minimum requirement for him to play." Ancelotti told fitness coach Fabio Alevi. At this time, the cigar in the hands of all the people has reached the end, and the room is even more auspicious. Smoking a cigar is different from smoking a cigarette. If you burn your butt and go to "smack three cigarettes from your hand" and press it to extinguish, you will lose your share. It's not the work of a dignified person.

"Judging from the amount of exercise he has now resumed training, he has reached his own limit. It's really hard, but it seems that the effect is not so ideal." Aville replied: "it's mainly because he lives in his spare time too irregularly, has some disorders in his physical functions, and grows faster as well."

"For Zhuoyang and Kaka, it's impossible to grow so fat."

Before the words came to an end, Zhuoyang burst in through the door where he had left ten minutes ago.

“…… It's no shame to put such a large pitch spittoon so far away, sir. Your Armani still pinches the edges by hand. It seems that even the top-grade cigars should be hand rolled top-grade products, otherwise they won't be so rosemary... "

"Bang bang"

Zhuoyang went from one end of the door to the other, his legs did not stop and his mouth did not stop. As soon as Ancelotti was stupefied, he felt that it was time reversal, so he held up his cigar and solidified it in the smoke like a statue in the temple, and watched Zhuoyang disappear.

"what about Kaka and Zhuoyang Maldini was suddenly alert in the dressing room, and did not find Zhuoyang in his eyes.

"He Go in and take a bath... "

"Bath? What bath did you just come to take? " Maldini glared at Kaka: "how long have you been in?"

"Not long, two or three minutes." All of them are smart people and men with long-term loyalty. At the critical moment, Kaka still knows to cover Zhuoyang. Kaka pointed to the door of the bathroom: "I guess I just took off my hair inside. My hair is still wet..."

Zhuoyang came out of the bathroom, whistling while wiping his head with a big towel, and saw the horses and Kaka staring at him. "Hey, horse team, kaso, the water is good. Do you want to rush first? In a moment, there will be many people, squeeze, and I will rub your back for you. "

Maldini and Kaka are on the black line.

Pretending not to understand the discontent in Maldini's eyes, Zhuoyang sat back to Kaka. Kaka looked at him as if he were a fool. "Don't wipe it. It can catch fire even if your hair is dry. What else can you wipe it?"

"Hey, kaso, what are you saying is very strange. What can I do without wiping my hair?" It's Zhuoyang's ability to make trouble. Throw away the big towel and twist your body: "don't say so much, stop me."

Take off the sneakers just worn for fighting, remove the bandages and ankle protectors wrapped around the feet, take out the white long barrel socks and leg guards from the cabinet, and then turn around, slowly start the armor for the coming game.

Kaka looks at Zhuoyang's small actions. His face is full of dirty smiles. He squints at his Hippie face. He doesn't stop pointing at Zhuoyang: "Oh ~ ~ oh ~ ~..."

"Are you going to lay an egg?"

"Oh ~ ~ I know what you did. What did you do, eh, eh..." Kaka chuckles.

"That kid invited me so much that I would not give face if I didn't go. Are you right? " Zhuoyang whispered to Kaka with his head hooked.

"Why don't you call me?" Kaka also whispered to him: "next time, call me up next time to be sure and watch the fun."

Zhuo Yang: "..."

on the other side, Spalletti and Totti's noses were almost crooked, Mexes was more depressed than last time, and his legs were shaking when he stood there. Like the last time, Spalletti changed the starting list urgently. Totti didn't say how to ask Mexes. He was so angry that toto wanted to smoke him.

This time, Totti has no face to talk to Maldini again. This is his place. Maldini certainly won't ask him what, but when both sides warm up, Zhuoyang is still warm-hearted to say hello to Totti. "Hi, Franco, tell you a secret."

Totty's eyebrows stood up in surprise. He thought Zhuoyang was going to talk about Mexes.

"The water in Lazio's bathroom is better than that in Rome. It needs repairing."

Totti: "..."

To visit Lazio, of course, with the dressing room in Rome, but Totti has never been to Lazio.

in the last round, Gattuso and yangku got a red card, plus many injuries and suspensions, and AC Milan once again realized what it means to be strong and strong. Cafu has been placed in the middle of the midfield to play the right forward, and the old baton Costacurta, who was responsible for four goals lost in the last game, is still starting. However, for a veteran like him, we can never infer from the conventional state that the last game was turtle level, maybe this one was God level.

Don't wake up!

In the first seven minutes, Costacurta's return error was intercepted by Mancini, two steps and one step, set past Dida, and Roma took the lead 1-0.The Roman team's combat effectiveness at home must not be underestimated. The last 4-4 draw between the two sides forced AC Milan to advance to the final only in the Olympic stadium to defeat the opponent. But today, Ancelotti missed out on the abacus and sent out a team, which can only be counted as a puzzle to gather enough people. The rationality and combat effectiveness of the team are not as good as the last one.

There is no substitute for Zhuoyang and Oliveira. Kaka, Pirlo, Ambo and Cafu are well-known in the midfield. Favalli and Simic, who are from the injury list, are from the left and right of the defensive line. It's hard to see how good they are. Costacurta and Bonera in the middle didn't know when they were surprised.

Zhuoyang is not in the front without thinking.

Oliveira can only do the work of carrying people and pulling. If there are more demands, they are unreasonable. In the 11th minute, the water floated to show the close Kung Fu of taking the cotton from the valley. The two men ran together without knowing what was going on. Zhuoyang took the opportunity to take the ball and carry Chivu to the inside.

It's a good relationship with Chivu. They spent half a day in Milo square, fat man, during the holiday, but they could talk together. Cristian Chivu is an underrated player. As the captain of Ajax and now Romania national team, in fact, Chivu's strength in the centre back is not inferior to anyone today. He is just a low-key player.

Zhuoyang can't get rid of Chivu. It's not easy for Chivu to snatch the ball under his feet. Two people are shoulder to shoulder and the lower body is more powerful than the upper body. No one is idle on the hand. It's inevitable for Chivu not to use Yin moves but small moves belonging to football.

Chivu's defense experience is also quite rich. Pure regional joint defense can't completely limit zhuoka's peerless double pride. Today, he is Zhuoyang who is arranged to stick to the 30 meter Middle Road, a very traditional Italian joint defense and man marking.

Qiwo stretches his legs to dig out, Zhuoyang buries his head. Just after entering the forbidden area, Zhuoyang falls to pieces under qiwo's defense.