Chapter 1215

Name:Golden Greenery Author:Zhuo Setong
Zhuoyang jumps up in the high-speed running, stretches his left foot in the air and unloads the ball gently. After landing, the football skillfully rolls in front of him. The Portuguese winger manu, who was chasing back with his life, fell to the ground as if hit by a sniper rifle.

When the sad manu raised his head from the grass and looked around in a daze, the Chinese man with the same wind had no idea where he was going.

As the seagull flirts with the waves, Zhuoyang has more freedom than the seagull. Moras was so nervous that he was at a loss. Bowing and half turning was the only defensive forethought he could do subconsciously.

Zhuoyang didn't make him embarrassed. The passing in the crotch was like the passing wind in the alley. The wind followed the Jasper named Kaka.

Winter is a season that doesn't like publicity. It's implicit in its essence. Winter always presents everything quietly. Kaka is the clear stream in winter. With his left foot pulling the ball and his left foot carrying the ball, Kaka bypassed libero Prussia like a stream of pebbles, as smooth and as calm as before.

At the confluence of the bend of the stream is a small boat. People in coir raincoat look at it with a smile. He has been waiting here for a long time, waiting for a beautiful dream. In the dream, his name is Ronaldo.

Cyrillo is a shark. He likes to snatch the prey of the boat. Ronaldo's coir raincoat suddenly turned into a golden armor. The old man who was waiting for him was an immortal warrior. The left hand shakes the oars, the right hand lightly lifts the fishing rod, the fierce shark then has no choice but to bump into the rock by the stream.

In the distance, the wind from the sea is still blowing, seemingly irregular but purposeful. Zhuoyang appears quietly in the forbidden area like the wind. Alabazis is a good goalkeeper, he is like a sharp sword, can break the imagination of the striker. However, no matter how good the sword is, it will always be blown by the wind.

In the 7th minute of the first half, Zhuoyang received Ronaldo's passing in the forbidden area, and the movement of the goalkeeper alabazis was as natural as the wind. AC Milan led 1-0.

Zhuoyang pointed to Ronaldo with both hands and smiled. Kaka ran towards them. Ronaldo thought the night wind was warm and the stream was clear.

Rivaldo watched the happy Trio in front of him, and it was his goal that made the song of light of the night come true. He doesn't want to admit that he envies the three, but he knows that they are the favourites of AC Milan.

In fact, Ricardo wants to stay at Milanello more than he wants to stay at Camp Nou. Because only in Milan can he feel that no one thinks of him as a 'penguin nerd' or 'stupid Yankee'. He likes Milanello, but he doesn't know why Milanello doesn't like him, and Rivaldo hasn't thought about it for three years.

Ricardo doesn't like Kaka because he's so handsome and doesn't look like a Brazilian at all. He doesn't like Ronaldinho because Ronaldinho likes to laugh too much. He doesn't like people who laugh all day. Ricardo doesn't like Ronaldo either, because everyone likes Ronnie, which makes him jealous.

Rivaldo didn't like Zhuoyang either, although he never dealt with Zhuoyang and didn't know him at all. Now Zhuoyang is putting one arm around Ronaldo's neck and the other hand is rubbing Kaka's head. Rivaldo hated being hung around his neck and rubbed his head, so he hated Zhuoyang.

Rivaldo saw Ronaldo and Kaka press Zhuoyang back and rub his hair hard, which was more disorderly than the chicken's nest. Rivaldo frowned, for if anyone did this to him he would have been made angry.

However, Zhuoyang seemed to laugh more happily than the two of them.

Zhuoyang likes the stadium, and his first three visits here have left him a good memory. He has always scored goals here, and even scored six goals, which has become an important factor in the selection of last year's Golden Globes.

So when Ronaldo scored, Zhuoyang liked it more.

In fact, Serginho's first nickname was not "shuttle", but "shuttle", because the shuttle can travel through endless time and space. Ancelotti used to like to switch to Serginho when he was behind, because in the dark space, the shuttle is the only hope of human beings.

Later, the shuttle couldn't be put on, AC Milan needed more powerful driving force, but Serginho was still competent for the shuttle work on the loom, or the fast ferry car in the five-star scenic spot where tourists like to weave.

Walking into the winter woods, there are many secrets hidden in the woods. The soft leaves will creak when stepping on them. The ferry car passes through the forest like a shuttle through a weaving thread, rolling up the yellow leaves for a long time without falling down.

Kaka was a Red Flamingo that had been sleeping in the forest. After being awakened by the fallen leaves, he flew to the edge of the forest. He seemed to want to escape here. Flamingos like the silence in the forest and the white horse standing on the rocks beside the forest.

White horse comes from the Far East, he walked alone for a long time, far away, came here. White horse told Flamingo: if you are tired of flying, take a rest. I am here.

After receiving the message from the Flamingo, the white horse whipped along the edge of the cliff, and the horse's hoof splashed the stone edge debris. Along the way, the white horse could not tell whether it was smoke or cooking smoke, whether it was beech or birch that had just passed by, or whether it was badger hole or fox hole that almost fell in.White horse just wants to send the message from afar to the crocodile waiting. He likes to be a postman often, just like a ferry car likes weaving cloth and Flamingo likes flying.

The crocodile raised its head from the pool. He smelled the flamingo's breath. The scales of the crocodile stood in a forest. He heard the hooves of the white horse.

The crocodile is the son of the dragon. His anger is Tianwei. His anger is Tianjiao. "Ho -" a long hiss. The roar of the crocodile silences all animals in the forest. The claws of the crocodile only need to be lit up, which is the dazzling sword light.

The crocodile never forgot his name, Ronaldo.

in the 43rd minute of the first half, Serginho made a breakthrough on the side, Kaka walked quickly and organized, Zhuoyang inserted the defence to pull back the wonderful pass, Ronaldo took the far corner in the forbidden area, AC Milan 2:0.

This time, the three men rubbed Serginho's hair together, although the shuttle's hair was scarce.

"You're quite right," Kaka said. "Those two are really like harps."

"It's also very much like wings, the wings of dragons," Ronaldo said

Zhuo Yang smiled even more happily. There was no stone on the jade and neat teeth in his open lips. Although the Dragon didn't have wings, and though under the light of colorful lights, he felt that the two arc beams were more like watermelon skin gnawed by two teeth, he still liked to hear them say so.