Chapter 294 No reason to leave
On April 27th, evening. The sunset was not over and the lights were rising. Zhuo Yang walked out of the passage at the Bernabeu and stepped on the turf that was shiny by the lights and sunset. The first leg of the 2010-11 Champions League semi-finals, Real
Madrid vs Barcelona.
The national derby that we bothered each other is today the third game of the 4th battle in 17 days, but even in 110,000 rounds, Real Madrid will be Barcelona's most powerful opponent every time.
However, for Zhuo Yang, Real Madrid may be his favorite opponent. He has had a nine-year career, and only in the past two years since he came to Spain, he has won 9 games in Real Madrid so far.
The ball was not lost every game, and Barcelona won all five games.
However, Zhuo Yang has a very bad memory of Real Madrid coach Mourinho. It was Inter Milan, who missed Muniao's semi-finals last season, which eventually caused a 100 million gamble on Zhuo Yang's Joan Rapo
Erta was forced to resign.
Laporta is Koko's cousin and Zhuo Yang's friend. Although he doesn't say anything and even refuses it in his heart, Zhuo Yang still knows that he is a little sorry for him. This is how things should be distinguished between responsibilities in football matches.
However, Zhuo Yang valued friendship and a slightly perfectionist personality made him accustomed to doing things perfectly.
Yesterday, Joan's cousin called Zhuo Yang specifically for this game. At Zhuo Yang's suggestion, Laporta had temporarily put aside his two companies and law firms and went to Austria to give Koo's father Frank.
The Grand Duke helped to deal with the dispute with the head of the family, Otto, and the Dad Kou took this opportunity to win over many members of the Habsburg family's peripheral members to his side.
"Zhuo Yang, you must help me kill Mourinho and Real Madrid." Even though he has left office, Laporta still misses the Champions League trophy that he has not been able to get what he wants for seven years.
"Joan, I will give you the Champions League championship this year. Just wait at Wembley Stadium." Wembley, London, England, 2010-11 Champions League final venue, May 28, 2011,
There are still 31 days left before today, and Zhuo Yang has already started the countdown.
Because he has been able to draw in the past two years, Zhuo Yang is not afraid of Real Madrid, but is just afraid of Mourinho. Those who do anything to the extreme are madmen, and Mourinho only raises the regional restrictions to unprecedented in history
A high-level madman. Just yesterday, Madman Mu was familiar with the reporter and teased Guardiola. He was very good at psychological warfare.
"As we coach, we will be dissatisfied with the referee's misjudgment, and I am the same, but only Guardiola is unique. He especially likes to chat about the correct referee's judgment that does not have any problems. This is his unique skill."
"In fact, after leaving the referee, Zhuo Yang and Messi, Guardiola can't win anything."
So, at today's pre-match press conference, Guardiola swears: "This is Real Madrid's press room, Mourinho is the boss of fxxx here, the boss of fxxx. In this world,
He has the most profound knowledge, and I never wanted to compete with him. I don’t want to play such a saliva game because I don’t know how to play it.”
"I am not Mourinho's opponent off the court, I will only defeat him on the court. Tomorrow's game... Oh my god, how did I beat Real Madrid in the previous few times, I will continue."
Zhuo Yang also spoke on the side: "Murinho's tricks of sow discord are in a place called Guizhou, China, where there is a donkey with a cooked duck-mouthed mouth, and I also like this."
This "donkey is poor, and a dead duck is hard-mouthed" meme is too scattered. Not to mention European media, even a large number of Chinese journalists at the scene couldn't understand it, and Cheng Hao was confused. But Zhuo Yang said it very clearly.
It's right.
"Mr. Mourinho is the number one coach in the world, but when he walks on the court, Guardiola, Klopp, Ancelotti and Rijcard are the most top-notch head coaches now
.”
"If one day Pep and I are separated from Messi, I mean if. Even if we are separated, the three of us will still be world-class in their respective roles, and it will still be Guardiola, Boss May and Zhuo Yang.
But once Mourinho shuts his mouth, it will no longer be Mourinho."
Zhuo Yang's sharp irony not only made the title of "Boss Mei" go global from now on, but also made all Barcelona fans applaud, but his words "if one day separate" made them frightened. Who can say what will happen in the future
What should I do? The ever-changing world always changes rapidly and always catches people off guard.
Zhuo Yang praised 'Guaza Anjie' as the best coach, because these four have coached him and got along very well. It's okay to be so reasonable and no one will choose his reason for this, but
He got into an old red-nose baby who likes to play with a child's temper as he gets older.
"Zhuo Yang, my mother is so vague. In your eyes, can't I even be a first-class coach? When I started to be a coach, the four little kids hadn't learned to hit the ball yet!"
"Grandpa Jue, you're wronged~, hahahaha... Sir Jue, you are a top-notch coach who mentioned another line, and no one can compare to you. How can I just mention your name and say your name in that kind of occasion
Xiao Zhuo, I must take a shower and change my clothes in advance, brush my teeth and rinse my mouth, hahaha..."
"Get out, I don't need you to visit the grave! Mother Xipi, Zhuo Yang, make a bet with me."
"What are you betting on?"
"This year's Champions League." In the first leg of the semi-finals held yesterday, with the goals of Rooney and Giggs, Ferguson's Manchester United defeated Schalke 04 2-0 away and took the lead.
"Okay, what's the bet?" Barcelona and Real Madrid have not started yet, and Manchester United still have a match with Schalke, but Zhuo Yang and Ferguson seem to have no doubts about their meeting in the final.
"Barcelona loses, you come to Manchester United in the summer." It's another old trick.
"Sir, why..., you've been betting for so many years. Is it better to bet something else? For example, if you are honest and adventure, you can swim naked in public."
"Go ahead, your grandma's legs. My Lord is 70 years old this year. I took off my clothes and my belly is as loose as a Shapi dog. Why are you naked? Alas——" Lord Friar sighed. "Zhuo Yang, I'm already seven.
I am ten years old and I really can't do it anymore. Let me train you for two years before retiring, okay? You have played in the Bundesliga, Serie A, La Liga, don't you want to come to the Premier League to see new scenery? Come to Manchester United
You know I've been waiting for you."
Ferguson put away the joke, and Zhuo Yang became serious.
"Sir, I have only been to Spain for two years, and there is really no reason to leave now. Let's take a step back, even if I want to leave, my net worth of 100 million yuan the year before was a glorious, but I can't help it from now on. Sir,
Perhaps there are still teams who are willing to spend 100 million or a little more to buy me Zhuo Yang, but Manchester United may..."
"Zhuo Yang, I know how nonsense that one hundred million is. It's just a bubble of hype and gouging. Your reasonable value this year should be between 70 to 80 million. Except for you, the others are only 50 million.
You know, Barcelona knows it, the whole world knows it. Manchester United can afford it, believe me."
Ferguson's words are fair. In fact, the 40 million yuan worth of King Villa last summer was the normal market. In the European economy, the bubble is always a bubble, and it is difficult to become the norm, at least it is difficult now.
"Zhuo Yang, come on, my lord is seventy years old, and I don't have much time... I mean coaching. The promise two years ago is still valid. The weekly salary of 250,000 pounds will make you the first annual salary in football again. Barcelona can't give you
This price.”
Zhuo Yang is now the second annual salary in football, with 12 million euros. The first is Manchester City Yaya Toure's weekly salary of 220,000 pounds, equivalent to 12.5 million euros per year.
After experiencing the migration of Xi'an-Hannover-Milan-Barcelona, Zhuo Yang no longer disgusted with Nou. However, leaving Barcelona requires a reason, and going to Manchester United requires a more reason. Zhuo Yang likes money but does not make money a reason.
Chapter completed!