Golden Greenery

Zhuo Yang stepped back quickly, and the housework on other people's homes had nothing to do with himself, so don't go blindly.

　　Kibiral Najariin and Yusuf Mohammed stopped, where did Zhuo Yang run for the jersey? Mohan is to show his figure, only his boss and Zhuo Yang exchange jerseys, Najariin is to fulfill his son's wish.

　　 "Wait, don't go..." The two spoke in unison.

　　 Zhuo Yang was too lazy to take care of them, and continued to find teammates without stopping, but was suddenly dragged by someone.

　　 Ali Sayadi pulled the free kick just now to hold Zhuo Yang, and the hippie smiled and said, "Can you..."

　　 "No, get out!" Zhuo Yang called a big fire: What dogs and kittens dare to stop Laozi casually?

　　Not only was Sayadi bluffed by Zhuo Yang's dog face, but even Mohan and Najariin who caught up with him were blinded.

　　 Zhuo Yang didn't know what happened between them, but was very disgusted that when the fans were so indifferent, he pulled Sayadi to the side and walked away.

　　 Sayadi said startled, "I just wanted him to exchange jerseys..."

　　 It's all your broken things! Captain Mohan was furious: "What do you count, do you deserve it?"

　　Najarin said: "I came first, I need Zhuo Yang's jersey."

　　Mohan and Sayadi scolded: "You deserve it too!"

　　 Zhuo Yang and his teammates joined together, and the three Lebanese heroes had already turned upside down.

　　 Zhuo Yang and his teammates came to the corner of the stands to thank the few Chinese fans, and the three people on the other side of the venue had already torn up.

　　 Zhuo Yang and his teammates took off their jerseys and gave them to their fans. This is Zhuo Yang's habit in the national team and also his rules for the national team. A scuffle started over there, half Lebanon was reaching out, and the other half were pulling.

　　 Zhuo Yang and his teammates chatted with the people who were far away in a foreign country, and the police had to rush in to pull the frame.

　　 At home, they can draw the Chinese team with Zhuo Yang at 1:1. Lebanon is fortunate, but it is too embarrassing to make such an appearance in front of the guests.

　　In order to avoid spreading innocence and to internationalize the situation, the police and security on the scene strictly separated the two teams of personnel. It was not until five minutes later that the Lebanese side calmed down and coaxed back to the locker room.

　　The opponent's infighting in the large public will make me feel inexplicably proud and extremely united. The Chinese team had forgotten the depression of the away draw, and intimately surrounded Zhuo Yang and walked into the passage.

　　 "Captain, do you guess why they would fight?" 23-year-old Sun Ke asked Zhuo Yang: "Isn't it because of the equalization with us? It's too shameful, it is because they burned high fragrance with us."

　　 "I think it's a fight for something, and looking at their captain is like a ball tyrant." Yu Hanchao, 25, said.

　　 Ball Fighter? The Chinese team used to walk around the ball, mostly like dogs. The Haipai, Yuepai, and Northeast gangs have small hills nestled in the big mountain heads. Each mountain has a mountain carving.

　　 The national team's sullen malaise didn't stop until Zhuo Yang returned.

　　 Zhuo Yang said: "It's irrelevant to us to love to beat and die. But here we are firmly not allowed to have ball tyrants. Lao Tzu specializes in all kinds of ball tyrants."

　　 21-year-old Zhang Xizhe whispered, "Captain, besides you, who dares to be the ball tyrant in China?"

　　Veterans Zheng Zhi, Feng Xiaoting and others looked at Zhang Xizhe in horror: just know what you know, just dare to say this, who was killed by Zhuo Yang on the spot. Who dare to pull?

　　 Zhuo Yang Wenyan stunned: I am the ball tyrant?

　　 Turned to think about it, as if it really was. However, Lao Tzu is always better than others.

　　As Zhuo Yang's identity and qualifications, in fact, it is impossible to be a ball tyrant. Not to mention a Chinese team, even in Real Madrid, they are not walking sideways.

　　 Zhuo Yang smiled and hooked Zhang Xizhe's neck: "The little guy is very straight-forward, why?

　　 "Brother Zhuo, I am your dogleg. I am scared of shit, I am scared of shit..."

　　The Chinese team entered the passage in harmony, and found that Lebanese Najari stood there alone with his face covered in his hands. I don't even know him, but the number 16 on the back of the jersey is very dazzling. This guy was obviously bullied by his teammates.

　　 "Hi, brother, are you okay?" Zhuo Yang stopped.

　　Najari turned around, his eyes were red, he had just cried.

　　 "Zhuo...Mr. Zhuo Yang, sorry, let you laugh."

　　 Zhuo Yang nodded: "There is nothing to go by, Kaner, just fine."

　　 "Mr. Zhuo Yang, I didn't mean to offend you just now, just want to exchange jerseys with you."

　　 Zhuo Yang opened the team jacket: "Look, I have given it to the fans."

　　 "Yes, I saw it. It's causing you trouble." Najarin said: "Zhuo Yang, my son, Naja, you are his idol."

　　 "He must be cute."

Najari smiled: "Yes, little Naja is very cute. Tomorrow is his birthday, I was going to give him your jersey as a birthday gift, but..." He spread his hands and shrugged : "It was messed up by me."

　　 Nagarin's words poked the soft place in Zhuo Yang's heart. The feelings between father and son can always touch him.

　　 "How old is he... Little Naja?"

　　 "Five years old, tomorrow will be five years old, and his jersey number is also 18."

　　 "That..." Zhuo Yang didn't know Najarin's name: "Brother~www.readwn.com~ The father's child should not be disappointed, right?"

　　 "I let him down, my father is very useless." Najarin's face still has redness after being slapped.

　　 "No, you are a good father and a good player." Zhuo Yang slaps his head in the back of Zhang Xizhe's head: "Go, go to the locker room and get a spare jersey from Brother."

　　 "Good!" Zhang Xizhe disappeared.

　　 Although he does not understand Chinese, Najari can guess what is going on. "Mr. Zhuo Yang... Thank you very much."

　　 ‘嗖——! ’Zhang Xizhe came back, holding a Chinese team away red jersey No. 18.

　　 Zhuo Yang took over and handed the jersey to Najarin: "Tell Little Naja and wish him a happy birthday. In addition, tell me for him that he has a good father."

　　 "Thank you, Zhuo Yang, you are a gentleman."

　　Adidas' genuine jerseys are not cheap, especially at the beginning of the player's game. Zhuo Yang's jersey is the number one best-selling professional player in the world. It is said that girls can use Zhuo Yang's genuine No. 18 to retain the boyfriend's heart.

　　 Zhuo Yang's personal jersey was enough to give a child a birthday present, not only because of his value. In the Bernabeu Real Madrid flagship store, Zhuo Yang's player version of the jersey is priced at 218 €, and how much is sold for how much is printed.

　　 Zhuo Yang knows that his jerseys are not cheap, but he will soon know what a shockingly high price his jerseys are.

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