Golden Greenery

Zhuoyang swerved left and right in the inner passage under the stands of Rome's Olympic Stadium like a thief. In order to conceal himself from others, he even put on a black coat, sunglasses and a scarf to hide around. After all, this was not the San Siro. He wasn't afraid of being caught as a thief, but if he was discovered, he wouldn't be able to go to the date. A fool like Mexes can sneak past San Siro without anyone noticing. How can he be looked down upon as a European footballer?

Zhuoyang had really put a lot of effort into sneaking out of the locker room just now, and Maldini and Kaka's eyes never left him. But Zhuo Yang started to have concerns as soon as he arrived and took a tour here.

"Master Ka, I'm going to take a shower first, do you want to come with me?" Zhuo Yang shook his eyebrows with color.

"How do you take a shower before the game? And when does it matter to you? Didn't you take a shower before you get up in the morning?"

"Why do you have so many problems! You are like an out-of-school child. Can I be narcissistic?" After saying that, Zhuoyang stopped pestering him, grabbed his own toiletry bag and entered the bathroom.

All rooms are naturally under the bleachers, and there is no possibility of a skylight leading to the outside in the bathroom. Because they share the home court with Roma, AC Milan is using Lazio's dressing area today. There are many rooms with complete functions, and winding paths lead to the rooms.

There is a side door in the bathroom, which leads to the coaching staff lounge. There is a large sofa in the lounge, a TV on the wall and a table on the floor. When Zhuoyang opened the door and came in, Ancelotti and his huge coaching staff were puffing away.

Smoking is prohibited in Serie A matches. Ancelotti, who is a heavy smoker, always hides in the coaching room to smoke as many cigars as possible before the game. Eight chimneys.

Zhuo Yang didn't wait for Ancelotti to wonder why he emerged from the bathroom, and walked directly towards An Pang and asked: "Sir, do you think I made a few more breakthroughs and flopped today?" Ancelotti thought to himself: Why do you need to ask this specifically? Isn’t this something that everyone knows very well?

Before he could answer, Zhuo Yang kept talking: "Hey, where's the cigar here? It tastes so pure. Is it Cuban or Dominican?" Hehe, he knows a lot, Ancelotti will He turned the cigar in his hand sideways and looked at it, preparing to show off to Zhuo Yang.

"Sir, this Armani outfit looks good today. Did Madam pick it out for you or did Armani make it for you?" Ancelotti, who has always been teased as a 'gourd farmer', actually cares about his image and always dresses up. It was quite exquisite. Hearing Zhuo Yang's approval, he was even more satisfied with what he was wearing today. However, Ancelotti still didn't understand. People said he looked like a melon farmer, not because of his clothes, but because of his temperament.

Ancelotti pulled up the left seam of his suit and was about to show off to Zhuo Yang that he bought it himself on Via Montenapoleone when he heard Zhuo Yang's legs and mouth not stopping again. Tossing, then with a big lump of pickled food in his mouth, he mumbled: "Where is the spittoon? Where is the spittoon here, sir?"

But he almost disgusted the coaches in the room to death. When everyone was stunned and at a loss, Zhuo Yang had already walked to the other end of the room, opened the door, "Where's the spittoon?" and walked out. "Bang!" The door rang. Afterwards, only a group of inexplicable coaches were left standing there, and seven or eight cigars were held up to their lips, with green smoke curling up like incense being burned in a temple.

Outside the door is the outer room of the locker room, which cannot be seen inside.

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The fight room that Mex chose was not on the lowest floor of the San Siro last time. The E6 channel inside the Rome Olympic Stadium was on the second floor at the front, with the stands above the head. The noise and rumble of the fans' feet could be heard in the house. With this layer of cover, I don't have to worry about the fight being heard. Underneath the room, according to the direction, it should be the bathroom that Zhuo Yang escaped from just now.

He took the key and unlocked the door, and as expected, Max was waiting for him inside, sitting on the floor by the opposite wall. Zhuo Yang did not go in immediately. He stood at the door and observed the situation in the room from the corner of his eyes.

Then he took out the key and walked in. He closed the door with his backhand and threw the key on the ground.

It wasn't until the silent Mekes stood up from the ground and saw clearly that he was indeed bare-handed that Zhuo Yang dropped the small bag in his hand, took off his jacket, sunglasses and scarf and threw them on the bag.

Although Zhuo Yang is young, he is not so reckless in some things. This is someone else's territory, and although Mexes swears that the two of them are good at fists and kicks, there is a deep separation between people's hearts, and Zhuo Yang will never trust him rashly. As the saying goes: No matter how good your skills are, you are still afraid of the kitchen knife. Having weapons in hand and not having weapons are completely different concepts.

Zhuo Yang's toilet bag not only contained personal toiletries, but besides clothes, there was also a pair of nunchucks made of green wood and covered with copper. In fact, Zhuo Yang is not good at dancing with nunchucks, but the steel telescopic sticks he keeps at home cannot pass the airport security check, so he can only bring nunchucks with him in case of emergency.

Even so, if Max suddenly takes a bad turn and something goes wrong, the nunchucks in Zhuoyang's hand will definitely make him unable to eat and walk around. But now it seems that Mex is quite a fastidious person in this regard, and Zhuo Yang's vigilance seems a little too petty, but safety comes first when traveling in the world, and there is nothing wrong with being careful.

After completing these trivial preparations, Zhuo Yang was laughing in his heart. This room is also a utility room like last time, with some equipment and other things piled up, and there are also many thick felt and cotton mats. But the difference is that the mats at San Siro were stacked last time, but today they are spread out neatly on the ground. I don’t know if Max deliberately chose this room because of this, or if he personally laid these mats on the floor one by one in advance.

How guilty you made me fall!

Mex was indeed helpless against Zhuoyang's ever-changing wrestling techniques. He had no idea how to deal with it. Today's fight was just due to his unwillingness to admit defeat, but in fact he was already mentally prepared to be a human punching bag again.

Mex stood five or six meters away from Zhuoyang, still hesitating on how to pass the move. His mouth trembled a few times, which showed that he had something to say but didn't.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. It won't take more than a few seconds to beat you."

"Chinaman, you don't have to wrestle today, just fight me with your fists and kicks, okay?"

Zhuo Yang laughed out loud. "Philip, do you still want some Bilian? Why! Can I tie up my hands and feet and fight you?"

"Then... forget it! Come on!" Max gritted his teeth, opened his stance and was about to charge forward.

"Wait a minute!" Zhuoyang stretched out his hand, and Max stopped in the middle of the road. "What...what?"

"If I don't bully you, I don't have to throw you. I won't beat you too badly and it won't be fun."

Mex was overjoyed. Once Zhuo Yang didn't use his wrestling skills, he was confident that he could at least have a draw with Zhuo Yang. "Thank you very much, look at the boxing——" He roared and rushed upward again.

"Wait!" Mex stopped abruptly for the second time, and the emergency stop and start also showed that he was very good in flexibility and coordination. "What are you doing again?"

"You just want me to stop throwing you with empty words? Why am I so kind? Are you thinking too beautifully?"

"Then...what do you want? Don't fall..."

"Money! Money is indispensable in this world, let's talk with money!"