Milan must have your place.

Galliani said this to himself, and Ancelotti said it at the end of last season, what was the result? He didn't even make the roster in the European Champions League final. Forget it, he was cold. Milan is not suitable for Rivaldo, and Milan doesn't need Rivaldo.

"Follower." Rivaldo, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, "How can it be related to you? You do a good job and become the main force with your own strength. You don't need to be uneasy for anyone. This is my personal decision. Milan is not suitable for me, it's that simple." Rivaldo shrugged.

"But, the words of seniors have not been announced yet, right? So please consider it again! The time we spent together was wonderful..."

Rivaldo smiled. Milan should be the Serie A team with the most Brazilians. It is indeed outside the court. Several of them often get together. Brazilians are lively in their lives and they are the same no matter where they go. He can also sit on the bench and get a high salary, but this is not Rivaldo's personality. He came to Milan to play football, not a barbecue dinner. Why are you doing here if you can't play the ball?

"Okay, I'll think about it again," he said.

Kaka finally smiled, as if she was relieved.

Looking at Kaka's smiling face, Rivaldo felt really uncomfortable. Kaka is very outstanding and a "phenomenon". Not only in AC Milan, but even in the Brazilian national team, he can feel the threat brought by this 21-year-old man. He will grow old, and Kaka will one day wear the Brazilian national team No. 10 jersey of the supreme glory.

If I had known this...

Rivaldo smiled.

Had it been known that, Kaka would have been the first to reach out to his hand when he first entered Milanello?

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The next day, the Milan Sports Daily published a news report: Brazilian Rivaldo announced that he would terminate the remaining contract with AC Milan Club, and manager Galliani was trying hard to persuade Rivaldo to take back the decision.

"In Milan, no one can challenge the authority of the club, even if he is the world champion!" Two weeks ago, this person's words were still echoing in Rivaldo's mind, and he really tried his best to persuade him!

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"Yilan." Dad called on his daughter who was cleaning the store.

"What's the matter?" Yilan did not stop.

"You have been very diligent this month and rarely go shopping with your companions. You don't plan to become a waiter in the hotel after graduation, do you?" Dad lit a cigarette for himself.

"How is that possible!" Yilan said angrily, "I just want to be with my father more. And seeing that my father works so hard, my daughter can't bear it! My daughter has grown up..."

"Come less. I still have more money to hire a waiter." Dad looked at his daughter with his eyes slanted, and Yilan stuck out his tongue obediently. Dad walked out from behind the bar, "I'll go up and rest for a while, just call the waiter if you have any questions."

"I understand, dad!"

Dad looked at Yilan, then turned around and walked up the stairs. "Girls' feelings are always poetry..."

Yilan watched her father's figure gradually disappear at the end of the stairs, and then looked at the tabletop that was clean and brightly wiped by herself. She sat down next to the bar and then flipped out today's newspaper.

"Bologna cannot win in all four rounds!"

"Yang Pan will prove himself in the reserve team."

Very eye-catching title.

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A reserve team game that is no longer ordinary can attract a large number of Chinese journalists, and more than 20 Chinese journalists seem to have become the protagonists here.

Just because Yang Pan is here, today is his first start for Bologna, so naturally many Chinese journalists will come to pay attention.

But, it's a pity that it's the reserve team.

"The reserve team is nothing, as long as it can play games. Mazoni is for the purpose of training me, not as complicated as outside." Yang Pan remembered what he said to Zhang Jun on the phone yesterday.

A perfect excuse, even Yang Pan himself could not think of a reason for doubt. But in fact, Yang Pan took the initiative to come to the reserve team. He worked hard in training, but still could not impress the old coach. Nelvo was in good shape, and three losses and one draw in the four rounds of the league had little to do with him. Since training could not impress the coach, there was only one way to play. Yang Pan applied to the reserve team to see if there were fixed games every week, which could not only maintain his condition and prove himself to the head coach.

Sure enough, he started in this game today.

After the game started, Yang Pan was quite active in the right forward position, and his several breakthroughs made the hardcore fans who came to watch the ball on the spot excited.

This is the fifth time that the opponent's fullback has fought with Yang Pan today. Yang Pan has the advantage in the first four times, but what about this time?

Yang Pan slowly carried the ball and suddenly made a posture to break through to the bottom line - he leaned forward suddenly!

The defender was indeed fooled and turned around in advance and ran backwards. However, Yang Pan sneered, knocked the ball inward with his right foot, and then accelerated to the top of the arc in front of the penalty area!

The full-back was shocked, turned around and went around and rushed to defend, but it was too late. His guard teammate wanted to block the front, but he didn't expect Yang Pan to shoot at about 25 meters...!

With a signature powerful long shot, the football flew into the upper corner against the goal post!

The ball has entered!

Yang Pan waved his fist excitedly, and he knew he had it as soon as the ball was shot. Sure enough, his teammates gathered around to celebrate Yang Pan's goal and also celebrated Bologna's lead.

This is Yang Pan's first goal scored for Bologna!

But it's a pity that it's the reserve team...

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The surrounding plants are still green, but National Day has passed. It is logical that it should be considered autumn? Why is it still green and lush?

A yellow fallen leaf fell down and stopped at Sophie's feet. Sophie raised her head and there was a big locust tree among a green cypress bush. Its huge and lush canopy provides a good place to escape the sun for people resting under the trees. But now the leaves are yellow. In the green bush, its golden canopy is as eye-catching as a torch.

It turns out that autumn has come.

Sophie looked at the tree of autumn and remembered the conversation she had with Teacher Zhou at the Center for Modern Art.

"Are you planning to quit the painting group?" Teacher Zhou was surprised.

Sophie nodded.

"Why? Are there any difficulties?"

"No, no." Sophie waved her hand quickly, and she smiled, "In fact, I have decided to be a photographer."

"Photographer? Then painting...is a pity, you are very talented." Teacher Zhou sighed.

"Haha, I am very grateful to the teacher for your training. But when I chose to draw, it was just out of interest. I don't know what I want to do in the future. But now it's different. I know very well what I will do after graduation. Photography is also offered in the professional courses I have studied this semester. I think this is an opportunity. Looking at the world with a lens is different from looking at the world with my eyes? Haha!" Sophie made a camera framing gesture with both hands. Through this "lens", she saw something very complicated in the eyes of Teacher Zhou opposite. That is the reluctance of losing a good student?

Sophie put down her hands and continued, "I won't lose painting, after all, there are many similarities between painting and photography. And painting is also a hobby of mine. Thank you very much for Teacher Zhou. You led me into the art door. Thank you very much!" Sophie bowed deeply to Teacher Zhou.

"No, no." Teacher Zhou waved his hand, "Painting and photography are both expressions of art. If you have artistic talent, as long as you are still engaged in art, work hard! Whether it is painting or photography, you can succeed! Try to be at the Art Center when you graduate, and I will hold a personal photography exhibition for you!"

...

Sophie leaned over and picked up the leaves, then put her hands behind her back, playing with the leaves that had accumulated a year of sunshine, and gradually walked away.

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"Zhang Jun! Let us pray, Zhang Jun, for Warren Dam's eternity! OLA~Oh~yeah~BLESSVolendam,MYLORD!OLA~oh~yeahPRAYFORVolendam,MYLORD!OLA~oh~MYLORD,FOREVER!"

Zhang Jun stood at the corner flag, pulled it down, then held it high in his hand, straight towards the sky. He was like a knight returning home proudly holding his spear and accepting the cheers of the people.

The scoreboard was 3:1, with the home team Warren Dam leading the way.

The three goals are followed by the same name: ZHANGJUN.
Chapter completed!