Golden Greenery

Klopper was horrified to see them on the sidelines. These guys are all his sweethearts. They are going to win the game. If they hurt another one, they can't cry. Fortunately, there is not much time left.

When the time came to 90 minutes, the fourth referee indicated to make up for four minutes.

Derong and the other players fight, the ball bounced to his leg and quickly rolled towards the sideline. Originally there was no danger at all, but Zhuoyang desperately chased after him with his tongue sticking out like crazy. This area is near the corner area in the middle of the madeborg youth team. Zhuoyang doesn't want to give his opponent an excellent forecourt throw in. Squeezing his physical strength, his professionalism and willpower, that's not to say, he finally got the ball back in the moment when he was out of the field. Then when he turned around, Zhuoyang froze.

In front of him stood a defender, Quentin Oscar, the ape.

This big man has almost no defensive task on the court, because he is the forward arrow, and because his turning and speed are very difficult, the highest defense skill is the eyes. Oscar didn't come here to defend, just because he worked with Mertesacker in the penalty area for 90 minutes, and he was annoyed by Mertesacker, so he slipped to the sideline to breathe. Unexpectedly, Zhuoyang just came back here to save the ball.

The ape Taishan and Xiaoli Feidao meet by chance.

Oscar Xun thinks, this kid just let dimiz suffer such a big dark loss. It seems that he will be told for a month. I have to give him a hand to help dimiz breathe. Oscar and Yusuf have a good personal relationship. They are good friends. Oscar thinks so, body shape exhibition, hard arm toward Zhuoyang bump over, like a gorilla snatching spouse.

Zhuo Yang just finished saving the ball and saw this lump of meat coming across. There was no time to dodge. He simply took a horse to build a bridge. His feet were all stepping on the soil, and with the help of force, he resisted the heavy hammer.

The whole audience, players on both sides and the bench of the coach all seemed to hear the earth shaking crash of Mars. But after the collision, the picture of the small Zhuoyang flying out did not appear.

Zhuoyang skillfully uses the buffer between muscles, which has a taste of four or two thousand jin, to defuse the savage attack. He and Oscar both shook for three times, and each stepped back, apparently in equal measure. But Zhuoyang's step back still has the ball.

All of us are stupid. It's too unscientific. How many levels of height and weight are wrong? Hagrid, the giant of Hogwarts, didn't do Harry Potter? Oscar also has some stupid eyes, but he has no reservation at all. With ten percent of his skill, he is afraid that a cow will be hit by himself. This kid is a monster!

Zhuoyang is not a monster. Zhuoyang knows martial arts.

Zhuoyang is a man who will get revenge, but of course he will not be stupid enough to run into him again. That's what Duke motley would do if he was out of stock.

Zhuoyang is a rascal!

Zhuoyang took the ball, pulled it again, twisted it, and played with flowers. Oscar saw Zhuoyang's level of playing in the half court. He knew his own weight and had no confidence in breaking the ball to prevent the Chinese boy. But as a professional player, he subconsciously stretches his legs to reach the ball, but does not reach it. Zhuoyang turns the football back to the left, Oscar subconsciously reaches to the left, and the ball goes to the right. When he comes back, Zhuoyang is four or five meters away from him with the ball.

Oscar finally can no longer control the center of gravity of his body. He falls down on his back, splashing the grass on the ground like a mountain.

Hooligans can't stop martial arts!

And then he heard Oscar's groaning as he rubbed his thigh. The mind is against the body, the mind is ahead of the IQ, and the man has pulled his thigh muscles.

When Quentin Oskar left on a stretcher, the four volunteers trembled with fatigue. It's too fucking heavy. It's a big job!

Until the referee blew the final whistle, the teammates looked at Zhuoyang strangely. There is no cheer for victory, no excitement for reversal.

Murtesack came over carefully for a while: "that, Zhuo, your old Chinese curse, that Is that a joke? "

Zhuo Yang: "..."

Piggy: "or, Zhuo, would you try again? I've endured the goalkeeper for a long time... "

Zhuo Yang: "..."

Ribery: "Zhuo, can you teach me the incantation? You know, our family used to , lost... "

Zhuo Yang: "..."

Back on the bus, full of laughter and Piggy's buffoonery. Klopper secretly called his boss, Mr. Mullen, and then stood up and clapped his hands to show everyone to be quiet: "this reversal, we have also risen to the second place, the boss agreed, give everyone a bonus, everyone a week's salary!"

Cheers came from the car. Money is a man's aphrodisiac.

Zhuoyang: "Sir, that French meal..."

Klopper: "..."

Frank Ribery scratched his head: "Sir, look, you know, don't you? My father's French restaurant is not big, but it tastes good. Believe me, dad will give us a discount. "Klopper: "..."

- + - + -

this is a small but very emotional French restaurant.

White exterior wall, black iron doors and windows, two oak barrels are placed at the door. The ceiling of the indoor cable-stayed ceiling is scattered, and the quiet canal flows outside the window.

More than 20 big men crowded the small restaurant, the elegant restaurant became a bustling food market, and the noble French food made this group of rude people who were full of male hormone burst into a big stall.

The cow chews the peony!

Scarface: Rebecca's father, old Mr. Rebecca, looks at these noisy young people with a smile, just like a walking euro bill. Scarred Ribery and Zhuoyang guest stars as waitresses, like two heavy butterflies in the crowd.

In the corner of the vertical piano, Zhuoyang plays "happy shepherd" to help everyone drink. He closed his eyes and stroked the keyboard, wondering: This is a good place. Can I have a meeting with Lisa here?

Mr. Jurgen klopper's liver was still shaken by the bill that had been greatly discounted!

- + - + -

Sunday, sunny and breezy.

Hanover University of music in late autumn is beautiful and fascinating. Those linked into a thick and tall maple, branches extended to all sides, the scattered campus forest dye. The red leaves are swaying. They shake slightly in the autumn wind. They fall down from time to time and spread a layer of red carpet on the campus. The fallen leaves are like a dancing red butterfly. There are still some lonely maple trees, which look like an eternal fireworks.

The autumn sun is not as warm as the summer sun, nor as cold as the winter sun. Autumn sunshine is warm, gently sprinkled on the face, like a mother in touch. Autumn sky, very blue, blue charming, blue clear, clear above a little white clouds, quiet and comfortable.

Sweet in winter, romantic in spring, sexy in summer. And autumn is the season of first love!

On both sides of the campus, a road lined with maple trees looks like a long red tunnel. Zhuo Yang stood on the side of the road, with a gray and black thin sweater, showing the collar of a black and red checked shirt, a pair of tight light brown trousers and brown retro middle heel shoes. This is a standard student dress, some woodlouse. But with Zhuoyang's handsome Oriental face and his tall and standard figure, it has a classical taste. His mood bicycle leans on the tree, the frame of broad and crude benzene is a little old.

Chrysanthemum still has the proud frost branch, the fresh clothes angry horse young Lang.

Zhuo Yang is holding a red leaf in his hand. His toes are boring and drawing circles or squares on the ground. His heart is full of expectation and anxiety.

Yesterday was game day. Today, the team is off. There is no class on Sunday in the school. It is hard to have a free day. Zhuoyang summoned up the courage to ask Bretha Kurkovva.

Risakova is still a little surprised, because this is Zhuoyang's first active contact with her. Recently, the big boy didn't know what he was doing. He was in a hurry all day. He could only chat with her casually once in a while, which made her have no chance to start.

All that she had was the desire of her body, the conquest of her desire, the freedom of her spirit and the joy of her indulgence.

It's all about love.

It's not about love. It's about men. For her, love is only the flower fragrance when a girl is ignorant, and the destination when a woman is tired.

There are always girls who indulge in making love with L'an when they are young. They like to say: when I am tired of playing, I will find an honest man to marry. The honest man is furious: did our honest man dig your ancestral tomb?

It's not about right or wrong.

Everyone has the right to choose their way of life as long as they don't get in the way of others, as long as you are willing to be responsible for your choices.

Risakova came far away, the black-and-white intricate pattern of close fitting trousers perfectly expressed her runqiao and slender, the white bottom light black pinstripe shirt was open, the white tight shirt showed her pride, the gypsy style pure hand-made wooden necklace, with the ups and downs of the curve, the thick bottom black matte leather shoes made the whole body more elegant.

"Hi, drow." Resakova's smile seems to be able to disperse the black clouds over the Caribbean Sea. "Is this the car you said on the phone?"

"Well, it's cool, isn't it?" Zhuoyang confidently took a picture of the emotional bicycle.

"Wow, it's really cool. I don't think I've been in such a cool car for at least ten years, right, at least ten years!"

"OK, Lisa, I'm your driver today. It's a great honor to serve the beautiful miss risakova. " Men are always courteous in front of beautiful women, and Zhuoyang is no exception.

"I'm curious where my driver will take me." She leans forward a little behind her hands, playful and light. "Are you ready to go?"

"Please get in, Raisa. We Chinese are all old drivers. "

A clang, clang of bells.

"Lisa, you are very beautiful today!"

"Thank you, drow."

"Do you know why there are no stars or moons in the daytime?""Why?"

"Because they all fall in your eyes..."

Two people's bicycles in the red maple tunnel gradually go away, maple leaves slowly fall behind them.

If time can solidify, it will be a painting full of color and beauty.

Zhuoyang rode slowly along the river bank with risakova, and Risha put her arms around Zhuoyang's waist and her body against Zhuoyang's broad back. While enjoying the scenery of the canal, the two talked nonsense.

Love is two people talking nonsense endlessly, and no one will be tired of it. ——Zhuo Tongtong

gradually, risakova had a strange feeling, which was strange but a little familiar, just like the girl in middle school received a small note for the first time. Time is too long, has forgotten this kind of feeling risakova, in the heart has some confusion.

There is no impatience, no crazy demand, only simple and random nonsense, only autumn sunshine and beautiful canal.

All of a sudden, risakova was obsessed with this feeling and wanted to keep this quiet Sunday.

Many years later, with her granddaughter, risakova still often remembered the afternoon on the Bank of the Hanover canal.

Zhuoyang felt the fullness and pride of risakova on his back. He was red faced and sweaty.

The French restaurant of Ribery's family, called "left bank", is a bit vulgar.

Zhuoyang takes Raisa to the left bank, and Ribery greets him: "Wow, Zhuo, is this your girlfriend? You are envious. "

Zhuoyang didn't explain: "reesa, this is my friend, frank, Frank Ribery. Frank, this is Risha, risakova. "

"Hi, Frank." Risakova is noble and generous.

"Hello, Lisa. You are so beautiful. Zhuo is such a lucky guy! " Ribery was full of praise.

"Thank you, Frank. Zhuo told me that you have very delicious fried foie gras here. "

"Of course." When it comes to the delicacy of her home, Ribery is very confident. "You will love this place. It's a great honor for the restaurant of Ribery to serve the beautiful miss risakova."

Men all over the world see beautiful women as bears.

With appetizers, soups, hot appetizers and main courses coming up in sequence, Zhuoyang and Ruisha talk quietly while eating.

Risakova was more and more confused. From Zhuoyang's eyes, he saw Zhuoyang's appreciation for her. He was attracted by her beautiful appearance and had passion for her. But I don't see desire, I don't have the look like a knife. Zhuoyang's eyes are very clear and generous. She always looks at her eyes gently to talk with her. Even when her eyes sweep over her body, they will be natural. They are not lewd or furtive. This gives risakova a very different feeling.

Risakova suddenly wanted to cherish the present. She was afraid that Zhuoyang would become those men and lose the pure and green feeling now, and some things would never be found after they were lost. She was afraid that Zhuoyang would die in those men.

Am I in love? Risakova was confused.