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

In the small living room of St. Petersburg Stadium, he and Koko were alone. After crying, Zhuo Yang calmly told his wife about his retirement decision.

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

She just suggested not to ask the media to announce it in person immediately. After all, the Chinese team still has the last three or four matches, and the World Cup is not over yet. As the captain, you can stand in the last shift and achieve a beginning and an end.

"Your identity has a great impact, especially in the domestic football circle, the decision to retire must be earth-shaking. We might as well deal with it in a low-key manner, and then inform the team in a small way after playing the entire World Cup, and then I will accompany you to hide in Zhongnan Mountain.

, then call the whole world to notify me. Husband, do you think this is good?"

"And then, let's travel around the world and have a baby." This reason is too powerful.

Zhuo Yang could always listen to Koko's words, so things decided. Everything was done until the whistle of the three or four people finally rang, and his football ended.

The decision to retire came suddenly, but it seemed to be natural. Zhuo Yang is a perfectionist. He will never wait until his football becomes a supporting role before he withdraws sadly, and he cannot even allow himself to become second.

He retreated bravely at the peak, and this has always been his original intention. He left behind a back that he always looked up to, and a football that was unattainable.

The destructive mistake of the magazine, the sudden death of the Chinese team, and the faint feeling of power in the game, are not the reason for his retirement, but the match that ignites the flames in his heart.

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After calming down, Zhuo Yang called Monica Cecil and Brent Wilder, who were guarding the door, to ask them to take Koko back to the hotel first and go to the team's locker room by themselves.

The game was over for a while and the fans were basically over, but the Chinese team was still staying in the locker room, waiting for the captain.

When Zhuo Yang pushed the door in, the atmosphere was still very depressing, and most of his teammates had red eyes. Especially in the big magazine, he had two peaches on his face.

When he saw Zhuo Yang coming in, the magazine knelt down again with a "thump". Why did he say again? Because he had already knelt before Zhuo Yang came.

"Captain, I..."

"Get up!" Zhuo Yang shouted angrily.

The magazine dared not not to get up, and after standing up, he trembled, he grinned his mouth as ugly as he was.

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

"I'm sorry, hammer." Zhuo Yang said: "I'm sorry, it's useful. If you say sorry, you can win the game back. Now I'll go to the rooftop to shout with a big horn for a day and a night."

"Who the fuck hasn't lost the game? You played football on the first day?"

Zhuo Yang no longer paid attention to the crying magazine, walked closer and nodded with Sforza, and then looked around.

"What's wrong with the semifinals? Is it embarrassing? A month ago, who was sure that we reached the semifinals? I am content. Anyone who is not satisfied please give me a gift, but don't show his shame in front of me."

"Big magazine, dry your cat's urine. I have approved your application for withdrawal from the team. Now, as the captain, I would like to thank you on behalf of the national team for your diligent work for twenty years."

"Now everyone applauds the magazine together."

Wow———The applause really sounded. But I had the heart of ambition to die.

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

If Kadasi, Goulart, and Dongzi were not injured before, and if Tiedan and Ixon were not injured in the game, the Chinese team might have won today, after all, it was only a little bit behind. But now there is no point in saying this.

"Brothers, the game has ended, but the World Cup has not yet ended. The three or four players in three days are waiting for us. In the past few days, we should train and resume, and we still do not allow slack in the final game, and our personal performance will also be Included in the team assessment.”

"Cheng Hao, where is Cheng Hao?"

The imperial press officer Cheng Hao quickly came out from the side and waved.

"After dawn, I sent a news telegram to the domestic media in my name. First, the success of this advancement to the semi-finals is dedicated to all those who have contributed to Chinese football and to all those who have worked hard."

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

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

"Fourth, in this World Cup competition, the national team has no sinners, they are all heroes, and every player's performance is worthy of praise, including substitutes who have not yet played on the pre-season."

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

"The rest, you look at the fill."

Cheng Hao nodded, and Zhuo Yang said again: "Send it in my name, Brother Yang, you and Brother Za will sign it later."

Team leader Yang Chen and head coach Sforza also nodded quickly.

Rather than saying that this is a press release issued by Zhuo Yang to fans across the country, it is better to say that it is his "last words" of retirement left by the national team. In fact, there is nothing new.

Zhuo Yang did not say that he planned to retire. He would not inform him after the last game. He was too busy and said that he would be able to tell him in less than three days. .

All the things to be said were finished, and the locker room was not a place to summarize. In order to wait for the captain, everyone's sweat was already cold. After taking a shower in silence, the team took the bus back to the hotel.

Along the way, Dazhi, who was sitting in the corner with his head curled, stopped his tears. As soon as Zhuo Yangjin opened his mouth, he was already a "former international player".

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

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

But there is no such opportunity.

If Team Zhuo can be defeated by death, Dazhi will not hesitate, but there will be no chance.

He did not feel relieved when he finally withdrew, but was full of regret. Dazhi regretted not insisting on quitting two years ago, and regretted his hypocritical desire to retreat three or seventy percent of his desire to stay.

Dazhi did not blame Zhuo Yang for forcing him to play the World Cup. He was not such a dirty person. He only hated why he showed his hypocrisy of not being willing to withdraw at that time, like a bitch who wanted to refuse but welcome him.

It was he who used Team Zhuo’s loyalty to endorse his national team with his righteousness, so that no one else dared to object.

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

Dazhi used regret to analyze his conscience. The bus still did not have the ease that he should have as bravely as he should have, and everyone was silent.

It’s not that the semi-finals are not good, nor that everyone is aiming at the Hercules Cup. As Zhuo Yang said: Who hasn’t lost?

It is indeed a grievance to be killed in the countdown, especially in such a nearly betrayal method, but everyone knows in their hearts that the semi-finals are also quite honorable. If you return to China in a week, you will definitely win both fame and fortune.

But no one felt happy and was very silent.

Captain Zhuo Yang didn't say much in the locker room just now, and his speech was basically cliché. It was reasonable to scold or comfort him. But everyone always felt that he was different.

Too calm, too professional, too official, not like him.
Chapter completed!