Chapter 1327

I just don't pass the ball to you, but I'm still the king of assists in Serie A; I just like to toss you on the court and make you do no work constantly, but I'm still the king of efficiency in Serie A; I just like to add material to the bottom of your passing foot, but I'm still the best shooter.

What can you do with me?

Everyone in AC Milan can see that I am aiming at you on purpose, but no one can do anything for me, and no one can talk to me. You have a foundation in the Knights of the round table, and I'm also defended, and I'm much more popular in Milanello than you are, and I have a mass base.

The round table group knows, but can they bite me? Ancelotti knows, can he not let me go and let you go? Senior management knows, can they drive me away and leave you?

I just want you to be mute. Not only you can't tell, but also those who like you to protect you everywhere. I will eat you to death. I am deliberately bullying you.

What can you do with me? What can you do to me!

it's getting dark and the last light is shining on the calm lake of Milanello. From the direction of the sports building, the scenery became hazy, and the expressions on Zhuoyang's and Gilardino's faces were indistinguishable. They could only be seen in silhouettes three meters apart.

Zhuoyang leaned against the fence by the lake, and Gilardino stood upright with his hands on the fence post.

"I can't do anything about you. No one can do anything about you." "This is where you are strong," said Yoshito. If you bully me, I can only bear it. If I don't want to live on like this, I can only choose to leave. "

"Zhuoyang, I don't know if you want to see me leave, or you want me to stay. After all, it's not so easy to find a fair and wanton bullying object."

"I don't want to argue with you about what was right or wrong between us at the beginning of last season, it's meaningless. But I think you will be satisfied to see me from then on, a person who is oppressed without any worries, psychological burden or guilt. "

"You find a strong sense in me. You vent all your dissatisfaction with some people of the round table group on me. I am not only a scapegoat, but also a weak lamb

Never heard jitaozi say so many words in one breath. Zhuoyang was surprised secretly, because jitaozi's words directly pointed to his heart, and they were right.

When he arrived in early 2006, Gilardino didn't pass the ball to Zhuoyang, which made Zhuoyang occupy the moral high ground. No matter how to tease him, others can't say Zhuoyang's fault is because jitaozi is wrong first.

With Zhuoyang gradually adapting to Serie A football, the strong ruling power on the field has become an absolute power. People generally worship the strong. In the cruel professional football, jitaozi can not get much sympathy.

Zhuoyang's personality is more cheerful and sunny, which makes it easier for him to make friends in the team and has more affinity. Moreover, Zhuoyang's style of playing is more pleasant, and he can help others on the field. Jitaozi is different. He is introverted, rigorous and formal. His teammates will respect him but not be close to him. Moreover, he is a pure striker, and his survival depends on the number of goals. He will naturally steal the play of other strikers, and his style of playing will not help his teammates too much. So it's not surprising that his popularity and the mass base can't match Zhuoyang's.

Occupying the moral highland, he has the powerful power of rolling himself, and is surrounded by people who are biased towards him. In this way, Zhuoyang can't be too comfortable to bully Gilardino.

"peach Alberto, let's play football. We have to talk about our strengths... " Zhuoyang suddenly felt that it was not so pleasant.

"Needless to say, Zhuoyang. This is my first and last conversation with you. Whether you care or not, I will leave Milan in the summer Gilardino said: "although I know you don't care, I still want to tell you that I hate you. Very annoying. "

"You must also hate me, and I don't care."

"Alberto, you're wrong. I I don't hate you. " Zhuoyang said. He was sincere at this moment.

"It doesn't matter. I don't care. What kind of attitude you have can't change what happened. I lost, not the national team qualification, but lost for two years. Of course, a person like you will not care about my time as a weak person, or even my life. "

it's completely dark. Zhuoyang stands alone by the lake and looks at the Black Lake.

Gilardino has gone, the communication between the two should have happened in this way, Zhuoyang suddenly felt that the past two seasons and peaches are absurd. Fart big things, but finally deduce such an end. Is it worth it? Don't you really care?

Jitaozi left with the last words: "Zhuoyang, what if you win? Is it your purpose that I leave this place? Do you come to Milan for the purpose of straightening out and fighting against anyone? "

Zhuoyang wandered by the lake, convinced that he didn't care about Gilardino, whether he was alive or dead. Zhuoyang thought of what his father had said - it's a very bad thing not to forgive others.I just have to be reasonable!

At that time, Zhuoyang could not understand this sentence, but today, Zhuoyang will have a good taste. Holding the moral commanding point does not make people right forever or really happy. Zhuoyang is a kind-hearted person in his heart, but in the process of "bullying" peaches, he is intoxicated with the sense of satisfaction.

What am I after? What is my heart?

The lake is secluded, and Zhuoyang's eyes are dark.

until he boarded the flight to Naples the next day, Zhuoyang was still thinking about this problem. He vaguely felt that he had grasped something, but it seemed that he was deliberately avoiding it. It's an important issue, but it has nothing to do with Gilardino.

At 10 a.m., AC Milan's domestic flight landed at Naples Airport, and then boarded the bus together. They had to go to the hotel Vesuvius first, where they had lunch and lunch, then went to the stadium of Sao Paulo at 5 p.m. The match starts at 8 p.m., after which AC Milan will spend the night in the hotel Vesuvius and fly back to Milan the next day.

Promoted to Napoli under the leadership of coach Eddie Leia, the result of this season is very good, there are two rounds left now eighth. Although the first half of the match in San Siro killed Napoli 6-2, but the Sao Paulo stadium is one of the venues this year's Serie A is very difficult to bite, and Napoli in the second half of the match obviously showed a different strength than before.

What's more, the temptation of Serie A champions lies ahead. AC Milan can't afford to lose.

When the bus is driving on the seashore road, the players may look out or gossip or sleep. Zhuoyang takes Kaka's file to fix his nails. Just then, his cell phone rings.

It's dad. It's a little strange. This point is more than 5 p.m. in China. The time is normal, but Dad seldom calls himself before the game. He likes to talk with his son in the evening after the game.

"Hello, Dad..."

Zhuoyang suddenly stood up from his seat and shouted at the front: "stop! I'm going down! "

-- Zhuo Yang, your grandma is in critical condition. Go to Chengdu now