The boss was defeated, the model couple caught fire in the backyard, and the grape trellis fell down, which is something that every normal human being likes.

Schalkes are normal, Manchester City are also normal. They face Zhuo Yang's "unlucky" and their mental states are different, but the pleasure of gloating is the same.

The same is true for the referee team. Moreover, referee Clement Turpin was still complaining about Zhuo Yang's rude handshake at the start of the game. Subconsciously, he hoped that he would be defeated today and be defeated.

Var just now decided that offside before the goal was a good phenomenon. In fact, there was no need for Ferman to jump up and down. Turpin did not announce the goal was valid when the flag-bill of the sidelines recognized the flag-bill after the goal. He was just waiting for Var and Zhuo Yang.

A nose is absent.

As for Zhuo Yang, it doesn’t matter if a body-haired goal is invalid. He has encountered so many things, it’s not a big deal.

Alas, how can I not get angry?

Otherwise, I won’t play anymore, and I will fly to Paris to show sincerity now? No, the game and the old melon are not worth it, but Koko Ming made me unable to go without permission, otherwise she would be even more angry.

Can women take their words seriously? Koko must take their words seriously, and I know her.

I don’t know if Midaier helped me coax Koko..., Alas, Midaier’s pure little fairy was spoiled.

I don't know whose pass it was, Zhuo Yang turned around and wiped it away. He pulled his feet from a distance and shot angrily. The football crossed Feerman's flying palm and crossed the crossbar.

You said why do you mean to be a slut when I play football well? Am I a slut? I can get sick but never be a slut.    It must be an obstacle created by God, I fuck...

The ball was crossed, and Zeldar and Sa Sane were blocked tightly. Zhuo Yang said, "Get out." They didn't get out, so they had to protect the ball and pound it out again.

After waking up, I vowed not to make Koko angry anymore and owed her too much. Seeing that this matter is causing trouble, how should I admit my mistake? Why don’t you consult my dad? He is very experienced in admitting his mistake to his mom.

Let’s forget it. I’m so grown-up. I’m so young that my parents laugh at me as if I were young. If they have any objections to Koko, it would be no longer beautiful.

Having been bothered and thinking about it, a rare catch mistake occurred. In the 41st minute, Laporte forward pass, and Zhuo Yang was distracted from the top of the arc, and he actually knocked the ball on his calf.

For a technical immortal like him, such a mistake is equivalent to having a muddle of an arpeggio at a concert.

Fortunately, Zhuo Yang's second reaction was not as fast as a human. He jumped away with one foot and twisted his waist and back and forced the football with his right foot, and sent the ball into the penalty area for the second time.

I was lucky, and the b seat was just in a different direction, so by chance, I formed a ball with Brumma.

The ordinary-shaped b-tee started quickly, and he was rushing towards the ball. Bruma, who was half a piece of brick taller than the b-tee, turned around and started slowly. He couldn't catch the ball and could only use his body to hit someone.

The b-face fell down and fell on the small penalty area line. For an instant, both arms shook like electric shock.

In fact, the two people's routes are quite obvious, and there is basically no dispute over the penalty kick. However, after hesitating for a while, the referee Turping made a var gesture with hand drawn boxes.

He took off his pants and farted, even the video referee Ranville thought he was useless.

Zhuo Yang is a penalty kicker at Manchester City and is a perfect player. Turpin doesn't want him to "success". Even if he sees it clearly, he still has to deliberately create some twists and turns.

Zhuo Yang was not in a hurry. He wandered to the sideline and asked for a bottle of water to slowly rinse his mouth.

Guardiola came over and said, "Shut up after I said this. Brother, you have to score a goal, no wonder Your Highness will deal with you. If you don't score a goal, you will think about it in a mess. You deserve to shoot you with an arrow."

‘Swoosh~’ I just flashed after I finished poor, rabbits are all melon grandsons.

Zhuo Yang: “…”

"Si~" spit out a sip of water. Zhuo Yang did not chase Guardiola to kill people to silence him. Instead, this guy's slutty mouth reminded him.

Koko said: "You like the most to score goals when playing football. This year you score more than you have ever scored. But this game (Sunderland) doesn't want to score. Zhuo Yang, I need an explanation."

I forgot to score the goal because I was a low-key man, which made Koko unhappy. I simply used the goal to prove that my heart was eternal.

I have to say that Professor Zhuo Yang, a famous piano master with advanced emotions, sometimes has a very bizarre and simple thinking.

After all, Turping was not a black whistle, so he made a penalty kick gesture after watching TV. Zhuo Yang ignored the old melon hiding behind Tazi Ge's back and licked his lips and walked towards the white spot, looking like he wanted to eat people.

Coach Tedesco felt "stricken".

Zhuo Yang's shooting boots are obviously not right today, which is a better opportunity for Schalke to create miracles than to make a living. But once a shooter of his level finds his sense of goal, he will immediately tie his shoelaces when he says he fits his shoes.

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God bless.

Schalke goalkeeper Fehrman also understood this truth, so he was also talking: God bless.

I felt that God was not sure of being safe, so he became humble.

"Haha, Zhuo Yang, you were the Bundesliga king back then, and you were very awesome. There is no need to bring your family affairs to the court, haha."

Childish, Zhuo Yang was too lazy to pay attention to him, but the sharp-eared iron Debbish was unwilling to do so. It was one thing that his brother joked, were you tired of living when you came to make trouble? He rushed to Fehrman in a few steps.

scold.

"Haha, your mother, your father's hammer, your grandma's legs."

Ralph Fehrman had no intersection with Zhuo Yang in the Bundesliga. He was only promoted to Schalke's first team in 2007. But Derbych is an old Bundesliga who has played for more than ten years. He has caused trouble in front of Ferman and everyone knows

He is the Thunderbolt Fire in the Madibor team who is good at doing something wrong.

Fehrman was a little cowardly, but he was scolded to make the whole family angry. Just when he didn't know how to confront each other decently, Zhuo Yang spoke.

"Forget it, Matthew, don't bother with him."

So Derbych gave Fehrman a vicious look: "Sun, this is not a place where you are so mean, go fuck you."

"What are you doing?" Fehrman still firmly.

Derbich walked away and then took a yellow card, which showed that the referee Turping was very ethical.

‘Bee--’

The whistle was short, and Zhuo Yang took a short step to help.

Knowing that he could only leave the will of fate, Fehrman bet on the left.

Zhuo Yang easily hung his middle with an impartial and slow spoon, 1:0. The total score was 4:2.

"Idiot."

"you……"

In fact, using words such as complex, advanced, simple, rich, etc. to describe Zhuo Yang's emotional essence is not accurate, only purity is his source.

No matter what he does, as long as he wants to do it, he will do it very purely. Love, music, and football are all like this.

At this moment, Zhuo Yang wanted to score a goal, so he naturally invested 100% of the goal, a very pure desire to score.
Chapter completed!