Golden Greenery

On the night at the end of the game, Zhuo Yang did not go around the stadium to thank the fans for the first time, did not greet each other with his opponents, and was not even with the team at the beginning.

　　 In the small living room of the St. Petersburg stadium, he and Koko stay alone. After tears, Zhuo Yang calmly told his wife his decision to retire.

　　 Kokoo always supports him unconditionally, and her comfort is the most gentle healing medicine in the world.

　　 She just suggested not to go to the media to make an official announcement. After all, the Chinese team still has the last three or four places, and the World Cup is not over yet. As the captain, you can stand on the last post, so that there is a beginning and an end.

"Your status has too much influence, especially in the domestic football circle, the decision to retire must be earth-shattering. We might as well deal with it in a low-key manner. After playing the entire World Cup, we will first notify the team in a small area, and then I will accompany you to hide in Zhongnan Mountain. , Then call the whole world. Husband, do you think this is good?"

　　 "Then, let's travel the world and give birth to babies." This reason is too strong.

　　 Zhuo Yang can always listen to Kou Kou's words, so things are decided. Everything waited until the final whistle of three or four, and his football was over.

　　 The decision to retire came suddenly, but it seemed to go with the flow. Zhuo Yang is a perfectionist. He will never quit after his football has become a supporting role, and he can't even allow himself to be second.

　　 The rapid retreat at the peak has always been his original intention. It is left to posterity to look up forever, and to football an unattainable mountain top.

　　 The devastating mistake of the big ambition, the sudden death of the Chinese team, and the faint feeling of powerlessness during the game were not the reason for his retirement, but the match that ignited the flame in his heart.

　　·

　　 calmed down, Zhuo Yang called Monica Cecil and Brent Wilder who came in to guard the door, and asked them to send Kou Kou back to the hotel first, and went to the team's locker room.

　　 It's been a while since the end of the game. The fans are basically clean, but the Chinese team is still in the locker room, waiting for the captain.

　　 When Zhuo Yang pushed in, the atmosphere was still very depressing, and most of his teammates had red eye circles. Especially Dazhi, with two peaches growing on his face.

　　 Seeing Zhuo Yang coming in, Dazhi knelt down again with a "puff". Why do you say it again? Because he had already knelt before Zhuo Yang came.

　　 "Captain, I..."

　　 "Get up!" Zhuo Yang shouted angrily.

　　 Dazhi didn't dare not get up. After standing up trembling, he grinned as ugly and ugly.

　　 "Captain, I'm sorry, woo~~ I'm sorry."

　　 "I'm sorry for the hammer." Zhuo Yang said: "I'm sorry to be useful. If I say I'm sorry, I can win the game again. I will go to the top of the building and use the loudspeaker to shout all day and night, I'm sorry."

　　 "Who the **** hasn't lost a game? Did you play on the first day?"

　　 Zhuo Yang no longer pays attention to the crying ambitions, walked closer and nodded with Sforza, then looked around at everyone.

　　 "What's wrong with the semifinals, is it embarrassing? A month ago, who could be sure that we will reach the semifinals? I'm content, any of you don't want to please, but don't be embarrassed in front of me."

　　 "Dazhi, dry your cat urine. I approved your withdrawal application. Now, as the captain, I thank you for your hard work over the past 20 years on behalf of the national team."

　　 "Now everyone applauds Dazhi."

　　 Wow—the applause really rang out. However, Dazhi wanted to die.

　　 "Tiedan, you will take over as the first deputy captain of the national team from now on."

　　 If Kadaxi, Goulart, and Dongzi were not injured before, if it weren’t for Tidan and Exxon’s injury to retreat, maybe the Chinese team would have won today, after all, it’s only a little bit worse. But it doesn't make any sense to say this now.

"Brothers, the game is over, but the World Cup is not over. The three or four matches in three days are waiting for us. These days, it’s time for training and recovery. The final battle is still not allowed to relax, and personal performance will be the same. Included in the team assessment."

　　 "Cheng Hao, where is Cheng Hao?"

　　 The press officer Cheng Hao quickly got out from the side and beckoned.

　　 "After dawn, send news and power to the domestic media in my name. First, the success of this promotion to the semi-finals is dedicated to all those who have made contributions to Chinese football and to all the hard-working Chinese."

　　 "Second, the team will earnestly play the last three-fourth place battle, and strive to bring a victory back to China."

　　 "Three, the national team will continue to move forward as always and live up to the expectations of the fans. I hope everyone will continue to support the national team."

　　 "Four, in this World Cup campaign, the national team has no sinners, all heroes. Every player's performance is worthy of praise, including the substitute players who have not yet played."

　　 "Fifth, if the fans are dissatisfied with this result, I take all responsibility."

　　 "The rest of the content, you look at the filling."

　　 Cheng Hao nodded, and Zhuo Yang said again: "Sent in my name, and Ge Yang and Ge Zha will sign your name later."

　　 Team leader Yang Chen and coach Sforza also nodded quickly.

　　 This is not so much a press release issued by Zhuo Yang to fans across the country, as it is his retired'last words' left by the national team. In fact, there is nothing new.

　　 Zhuo Yang did not say that he was planning to retire. He would not notify him until the time came after the last game. There is a lot of people talking, and now that I said, the world will know about it in less than three days, and it will annoy him.

　　 I've finished saying what I should say, and the locker room is not a place to summarize. In order to wait for the captain, everyone's sweat is already cold. After a hurried shower in silence, the team returned to the hotel by bus.

　　 Along the way, Dazhi, who was sitting in the corner with his head hooked, stopped his tears. When Zhuo Yang opened his mouth, he was already a ‘former national footballer’.

　　 A 38-year-old veteran, the last game of the national team was so sad, the evening scene was so bleak, teammates couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

　　Football is not higher than life and death, football is just a competitive sport. But at this moment, Dazhi clearly realized that football is far more important than life and death. If a death can recover the lost pass before the end, Dazhi will not hesitate.

　　 But there is no such opportunity.

　　 If you can save Zhuo’s disappointment with him, Dazhi will not hesitate. UU read www.uukanshu.com but there is no chance.

　　 He didn't feel relieved that he finally quit, he was full of regrets, he regretted not insisting on quitting the year before, and regretted the hypocrisy that he wanted to retire by seven minutes and wanted to stay.

　　 Dazhi did not complain that Zhuo Yang forced him to play in the World Cup. He was not such a nasty person. He only hated why he showed the hypocrisy of being unwilling to quit, like a **** who wanted to refuse and welcome him.

　　 is that he took advantage of Zhuo team's loyalty and used his loyalty to endorse his love for the national team, so that everyone else did not dare to object.

　　 In the end, his hypocrisy nailed himself and the team to the cross of failure.

　　 Dazhi used regret to analyze his conscience. On the bus, he still didn't have the ease of breaking into the top four. Everyone was silent.

　　 It’s not that the semi-finals are not popular, and it’s not that everyone is pointing to the Hercules Cup. As Zhuo Yang said: Who has never lost?

　　 Countdown is indeed very aggrieved, especially in such a way of being betrayed, but everyone knows in their hearts that the top four is a very honorable result anyway. Returning to China in a week will surely bring flowers, fame and fortune.

　　 But still no one feels happy, they are all silent.

　　 Captain Zhuo Yang didn't say much in the locker room just now, and his speech was basically just a cliché. Both reprimand and relief were reasonable. But everyone always thinks he is different.

　　 Too calm, too professional, too official, it's not like him.

　　 Did something happen during the time he was away, or what decision he made that made him so cold?