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Chapter 265 Yuba fierce general Li Cunxiao

"Ye, who is the one who comes from the little doll opposite?"

"My name is Zhuo Yang..."

"Not name, do you know who is a certain family?"

"I know... you are Li Cunxiao, the Thirteenth Grandmaster." Zhuo Yang was sweating coldly.

"Since I know it's me, I won't retreat quickly, I will never die." Li Cunxiao shook the 800-pound mixed iron pen in his hand. "The tooth is broken and it's not a word. Hum, kill it, bury it!"

Damn, why does this man speak like a bandit who cuts the path? You are the lord of the Tang Dynasty, and can you have some culture in singing, reciting, fighting, and fighting? Zhuo Yangxin said.

Looking at Li Cunxiao, the golden helmet, golden armor and light yellow robe, five strands are piled into a shiny silver disc behind her back, and somehow the artifact is called a heart protection mirror, which is too big, but it looks like a shield, but it is a little smaller. It is considered a hat for traveling. It is too flat and there is no place to put the head. It only has four arches and five bulges, which are very beautiful.

——This General Li is so strange, why are you making this thing?

"Then what..., Mrs. Li...No, Duke Li, why are you carrying a bathroom heater shell?" Zhuo Yang was very puzzled.

"You can't tell nonsense, don't talk nonsense. Do you want to retreat?" Li Cunxiao raised the weapon in his hand.

"What..., we have to fight, whether it's a mule, a horse, a turtle or a turtle. We have to fight before we know, right?" Zhuo Yang looked at the horse spear weighing only about 30 pounds in his palm. "Or what, do you want to play with me? Let's stop? Friendship first is the first competition..."

"Nah——I'll come!" Li Cunxiao shouted loudly, just like a muffled thunder passing through the sky, urging the flames to the horse and the horses, as if a ball of flames rushed towards him.

Zhuo Yang raised his long spear with both hands and gently knocked his heels under his crotch. "Saihu, don't be afraid..., don't shake..."

The mixed iron pen twisted the Taishan Mountain to press the top, "Ah---小!!" The sky collapsed and the earth smashed towards Zhuo Yang in the head!

‘Huh!’ Zhuo Yang suddenly sat up from the bed, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he woke up from his dream.

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After finishing the breakfast of milk bread and veal, Zhuo Yang held the teacup and was still thinking about the strange dream in the early morning. In the dream, he returned to the ups and downs of the Five Dynasties. He didn't know who he was leading, but he actually fought with Li Cunxiao, the second-ranked ten most powerful generals in Chinese history.

Sucking the hot green snail in the cup, the warm sun shone on his open chest in the morning with spring and alternating spring, and soon saw sweat. Zhuo Yang always had some strange dreams, bizarre. Some dreams were very realistic, making people unable to tell what is real; some dreams clearly knew that they were in a dream, and everything was illusory.

I was shocked by wine and slept heavily in spring, and I was so happy that I could get tea-smelling. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary. Such days were originally the time when Zhuo Yang liked to drink tea and play the piano the most, but he did not have the desire to talk to the masters and masters, because today was the day of a decisive battle.

The final season finale between the new Xiaoqing and the great devil shocked the entire world football world. Munich is notoriously a big metropolis of the four major economic centers in Europe, but the small city of Hannover is filled with media from all directions. The narrow peninsula open area cannot even get down.

TV stations in dozens of countries around the world will broadcast these two games live at the same time. The German Football Association has prepared two identical championship prize plates, which have been sent to the Munich Olympic Stadium and Victor Stadium respectively. Zhuo Yang has also seen this thing with his own eyes for the first time, which is nicknamed the "salad plate", but in his opinion, this thing is more like a silver-shining bathroom heater shell.

The "salad plate" that symbolizes the honor of the championship weighs 11 kilograms and has been used in the Bundesliga for 57 years.

Before World War II, the Bundesliga champion trophy was called ‘Viktoria’, which was destroyed in the war. In 1949, the "salad plate" was released in the workshop of female craftsman Elisabeth Treskow in Cologne. The champion silver plate at that time used a total of 5.5 kilograms of silver, with a diameter of 50 cm, and was inlaid with 5 larger rhinestones and 11 small rhinestones, totaling 175 carats.

According to convention, the names of previous champion teams should be engraved on the silver plate. By 1981, it had been engraved, so people expanded the area of ​​the silver plate in 1903. Adolf Kunesh, a craftsman from Rodenbach, inlaid a new silver ring on the outside of the silver plate, increasing its diameter to 59 cm, and is expected to be used until 2011. On the external silver ring, five cabochon-shaped rhinestones were also inlaid, totaling 71.98 carats.

This 'symbol of Bundesliga title' is worth about 30,000 euros, but it is much more than this number if its influence and brand value are included.

Each league champion is only temporarily owned and kept. It will be sent to you in May and returned to the Football Association in April of the following year. After maintenance and maintenance, it will be awarded to the new champion one month later. However, in many years, it is often taken back from Bayern Munich, and then sent back to others. When the Football Association recycled last month, it went to Bremen, and Werder was the double champion last year.

The champion team is temporarily kept, and the club only creates a permanent imitation, a salad plate slightly smaller than the original, and is placed in the honor room for fans to admire. It is so unique that it cannot have two identical pieces. Therefore, there must be a fake one in Munich and Hannoverd. Among them, there must be a fake one, and a preparatory item used by the Football Association for emergency response.

Of course, Zhuo Yang is not sure whether the one who came to Madibor is the real product, and the German Football Association will not tell the outside world which one is the real product, because these are not properly involved in official attitudes and tendencies, and it is very troublesome to be used by those who are interested in making a fuss.

In the dream, Zhuo Yang saw the bathroom heater shell heart protection mirror and the Cavaliers round shield silver hat on his back, which was the Bundesliga champion salad plate.

At this time last year, when Zhuo Yang and his brothers raised the German Second Division championship plate, he was still wondering when he could lift the salad plate. No matter how he dared to do or think, he could not expect that there would be a chance to touch just a year later. No one in Madibor did not expect it.

Zhuo Yang stood in front of the window, the breeze of the northern plain blew through his long flowing hair, and the swelling light of the canal shone into his deep and shining eyes. Just today, he wanted to draw a deep stroke on the football, just tonight, he wanted to make himself a legend of the city of Hanover.

The sound of the piano in "Canon in D major" floats out from the window, and the melodious tunes echo around the building. People live in pressures of big or small every day, but as long as you are willing to slow down and listen to the music, even if it is just a second, it means that you are moved. Your heart is still soft and there is still a quiet territory. Close your eyes and fall asleep, and there will be different sunshine tomorrow.

Zhuo Yang's piano sound was still calm as calm as water.
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