In the chat group.

Zhuo Yang: I haven’t scored a goal in several games, so that’s it. What’s going on with you guys? You haven’t scored a goal for any reason? Xiaozhu, I didn’t say anything about you.

Grandpa: I am a defender, is it strange that I don’t score goals?

Butcher: Am I weird?

Second Brother: Is it strange?

Scar: Mom, you just want to talk about me.

Xiaozhu: What happened to the goal in the C-League? Doesn’t it count? [Laughing.jpg]

Zhuo Yang: You are so shameless. You went to Victor and beat Madiburg B team 5:3. Is a hat trick fun? Where is your face?

Little Pig: Please fuck me from the front. [Cute.jpg]

Grandpa: Butcher, please come up.

Butcher: I will do it with my mind.

Second Brother: All the joys and sorrows have been reduced to ashes. No matter which road in the world, I can’t walk with you. A Xiaozhu, you have a lot of fun in the C-League. You have fulfilled the dream we remember. Please continue to fulfill it.

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Scar: Xiaozhu, I’m optimistic about you. This year’s German C-League MVP is yours. After all, no one is as thick-skinned as you.

Grandpa: Scar, don’t change the subject. What’s the matter with you not scoring goals in a row? You are the only forward among the six people.

Zhuoyang: Are you six or seven behind Henry now? The top scorer this year is up for grabs!

Scar: Japan has a bitch like Zhuo Yang, and all the football players in the world are midfielders and backfielders, as well as a forward.

Scar: seven.

Second Brother: To be honest, Zhuoyang, it’s really abnormal that you haven’t scored in four consecutive games. Have you changed your ways?

Xiaozhu: I smiled proudly at the slut’s goal-scoring drought.

Zhuo Yang: Who are you talking about?

Scar: What are you talking about?

Butcher: I've finished eating the piglet.

Grandpa: Let’s not talk about Manchester United. How come you guys didn’t win this round of Champions League?

Zhuo Yang: Butcher, please do it again, the little pig is not happy enough.

Second brother: A moment of silence for Manchester United...

Piggy: A moment of silence for Manchester United...keep the formation!

Zhuoyang: A moment of silence for Manchester United...

Butcher: A moment of silence for Manchester United...

Scar: A moment of silence for Manchester United...

Grandpa: A moment of silence for Manchester United...

Zhuo Yang: A bow

Second brother: Second bow

Scar:Bow again

Little Pig: Family members respond to gifts

Grandpa: Thank you everyone

Butcher: Condolences to the family

Xiaozhu:【Celebrating the whole world.jpg】

Grandpa: My life is miserable! Tears

Second brother: Juventus lost to Werder Bremen in an away game, which is normal.

Butcher: I think it’s normal that Real Madrid lost to Arsenal in an away game.

Scar: I think it’s abnormal that Chelsea lost to Barcelona. I criticized the referee.

Zhuo Yang: Madibo tied with Rangers in an away game, which was nothing unusual.

Xiaozhu: Bayern tied with AC Milan at home. I think it is abnormal and they should lose.

Grandpa: You are a third-tier player, does Bayern have anything to do with you?

Second Brother: No matter how hard things are, you are not kind, grandpa. We cannot discriminate against little pigs.

Butcher: What’s going on between you and that Magath? Tell us!

Scar: I see Bayern can’t make anything this year. Without Piggy, they deserve to die.

Xiaozhu: I can’t stand it, sir. I won’t go back if you ask me.

Zhuo Yang: Ambitious! [Like manually] Look how I beat Bayern.

Grandpa: Support Madibao to kill Bayern!

Butcher: Support Madibao to kill Bayern!

Scar: Support Madibao to kill Bayern!

Second brother: Support Madibao to kill Bayern!

Xiaozhu: Support Madibao to kill Bayern!

Second brother: Bayern suddenly discovered a traitor, if he doesn’t change, he is not Ribery.

Scar: Why me?

Zhuo Yang: Because you are the richest!

Piggy: Yes, yes.

Grandpa: With a weekly salary of 95,000, I’m afraid you can’t count Scar, right?

Butcher: Too rich.

Second Brother: Butcher, don’t say anything and continue to fuck the little pig.

Xiaozhu: Zhuo Yang is a poor man. Zhuo Yang is a poor man.

Zhuo Yang: Butcher, you put the pig in the mouth.

Scar: I am not the richest, there are people richer than me.

Grandpa: Let’s not talk about outsiders, you are the richest among the six of us.

Butcher: I can’t move up. My back hurts...

Scar: Let me just say there are six of us. Some people can get almost 2 million playing in the C-level. Think about it, we couldn't even get 200,000 back then.

Zhuo Yang: Scar is right.

Scar: He is so shamelessly rich that I can’t even compare to him.

Xiaozhu: Damn it, you can still say that.

Second brother: Little pig, shut up, butcher, keep going.

Grandpa: But to be honest, Zhuoyang, your salary is indeed a bit low, just over one million, and there are more British substitutes than you.

Butcher: That’s right, Zhuo Yang won the Golden Globe Award, which is too low.

Zhuo Yang: How about you guys give me an equal amount every year? Three to five million per person is enough. It’s too pretentious.

Scar: Get out!

Piggy: Get out!

Second brother: Get out!

Grandpa: Get out!

Butcher: Get out!

Zhuo Yang: Don’t come back if you have the guts, I’ll let the tiger race.

Second brother: Let Saihu fuck Xiaozhu.

Butcher: Good idea, I'm tired.

Xiaozhu: To be honest, do you really plan to play football in Madibao for the rest of your life?

Grandpa: Same question.

Second brother: I also think you should go out and try your luck, and then go back to Fort Madi when you are old.

Zhuo Yang: You still don’t know me? Apart from the low salary, there is nothing wrong with me here in Madibao.

Second brother: [Like]
To be continued...