Chapter 490: Because I'm Chinese

The flight followed the sun at an altitude of 10,000 meters, Zhuo Yang closed his eyes in the business class, he knew that the land below had already opened the pot because of himself, and he also knew in his heart what kind of long guns and short cannons would greet him in Milan later.

What really made him change his mind was none other than Zhuo Yang himself.

When he played "Starlight" at the Bird's Nest, his mind kept looking back on what he had seen and heard during his six years in Europe, from his first arrival in Madiburg to his arrival in Milan. From the torch relay in Paris to the death of my grandmother. Thinking of the Nine Mountains, the Ocean, and Lao Mu, and what they said to themselves.

Zhuo Yang thought of Cheng Hao's chivalrous courage and his father Zhuo Tongtong's earnestness. Zhuo Yang even thought of Gilardino and the unforgiving treatment of peaches for two years.

When Zhuo Yang had thought about this, he made a decision under the bright starlight, a longing that had been buried deep in his heart for six years and that he had never been aware of.

When the decision was made, Zhuo Yang's heart was full of excitement, and he suddenly brightened up. Because he found that he was so expectant of this decision, he discovered his original intention.

It turned out that I hesitated to knight Monaco just because it was not China; It turned out that I hesitated about the huge money in the UAE, just because it was not my country.

I don't care about Buffon at all and the xenophobia in the Italian national team, anyone will be vulnerable in the face of absolute strength. I was able to stand alone in Madiburg as a teenager, I was able to make the indestructible Knights of the Round Table do anything to me, and I was just a clown in the Italian national team. I refused to be there only because it was not my homeland.

Why have I made all kinds of excuses for so many years to be reluctant to join Germany, even though there are Shi Xiaozhu and Grandpa Mo there, because I have always been concerned about one place in my heart. Klinsmann's reserve could have been dismissed, and Bierhoff was not an obstacle for me at all, and I could definitely use my strength and influence to defeat him. Klinsmann is an excuse, Bierhoff is just an excuse, everything is an excuse.

Joining the Chinese team, there is no brother like Germany, no football heritage like Italy, no inexhaustible money from the United Arab Emirates, and no power and title of Monaco. There are only weak and infamous football, only a pitiful national team allowance, only dark intrigues, and only unfamiliar strangers.

But this is my country, and it's a place where I should keep my feet on the ground and work hard. It should not be a dunghole for moral criticism, for it is a very bad thing to be unforgiving.

Dad, I made my choice. Jiushan, Ocean, Lao Mu, I have made a choice. Cheng Hao, I finally made my choice. Now, please be as proud of me as I am of you.

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In the small courtyard of the Water Pavilion at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, Zhuo Tongtong said to his wife who was leaning on his shoulder: "Sure enough, it's our son!" When floating a big white. ”

Yang Hong glanced at her husband obliquely, with a thousand kinds of charm in her eyes. "Even if he joins the Mars team, he will still be my son."

In the manor club in Yanjiao, Beijing, Jiushan, Lao Mu and Haiyang poured the wine in their cups again and bumped them together. "! Today is a drunken party. ”

In the unit building of the 13th Division of the Hami Production and Construction Corps in Xinjiang, Cheng Hao fell on the ground and cried loudly, and then laughed heartily, laughed and cried again, and laughed again after crying, as if he was crazy.

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In a quiet and elegant courtyard somewhere in Zhongnanhai, a secretary over fifty years old hurriedly walked into the office.

"Chief, your analysis is very correct, Zhuo Yang is back."

Xue Yuanshan put down the document in his hand, leaned back, and put his hands together in front of his abdomen. He said: "We must believe in those truly outstanding talents in our country, and they must have the country in mind. As long as we do our own work well, these talents will be willing to contribute their own strength to the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. This is their heart, the heart of which we are proud. ”

Under Xue Yuanshan's instructions, Zhuo Yang was not put under any pressure or intervention from any side, and he believed in Zhuo Yang's choice.

"Zhuo Yang is a good boy!" Xue Yuanshan said to the secretary: "You pass on, you must continue to create a relaxed sports environment for Zhuo Yang, and football must respect his opinions, because there is no better football person in China than him." ”

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In the professor's café at the University of Music Hannover, two professors, Carl Norman and Ali Wadi, sit opposite each other.

Norman said: "I am indeed very surprised that Zhuo Yang really gave up Germany, and it seems that you expected it. ”

"China is a great country." Professor Wadi put down the crystal jade porcelain cup in his hand. "I know the Chinese very well, and the really good people among them are not some of the Chinese we see in Europe, you and I both know that they are just clowns who are willing to be used." The real heroes of China have a deep-rooted pride in their own national culture and an innate and deep sense of belonging to their own nation. ”

"In this respect, the Chinese elite is more cohesive than we Jews, and more than you Germanic people. It is not for nothing that their culture and ethnicity stretch back more than 5,000 years, and they have endured many hardships but have endured endless life. ”

"Zhuo Yang and his family, they are all such people."

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In the shade behind the Milanello sports building, Maldini and Baresi stand hand in hand.

"Is Zhuo Yang crazy about gain and loss? How could such a stupid decision be made! Baresi couldn't believe the news in the newspapers.

"Franco, if the Italian national team has never won a world championship, there is no championship." Maldini put it mildly: "Would you go to Brazil or Germany for the title?" ”

"How is that possible?"

"Yes, you won't, and neither will I. Therefore, Zhuo Yang will not either. He had the same choice as us. ”

"It's not the same thing at all, Paul......"

"Franco. That's why I'm not as keen as you are on trying to persuade Zhuo Yang to join the Italian national team, because I knew from the beginning that he wouldn't. "The prime minister is the same, he is happy to see Zhuo Yang naturalized, but he does not use the means to achieve it," Maldini said. It is precisely because we all saw that Zhuo Yang could not choose other national teams, and we all understood it for a long time. ”

"Zhuo Yang is the same person as us at all!"

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"A scumbag!"

In a corner of the Royal Palace of Monaco, Prince Ergul, the crown prince, said angrily: "Zhuo Yang is a shameless person. ”

"Sharma, you are quite right, the Chinese are really disgusting."

Sharma replied, "Yes, Your Royal Highness, every Chinese is disgusting. ”

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Return to the press conference at the Beijing Hotel.

"In the past period, because of our unprofessionalism at work, because of our unserious and wrong work attitude, we have brought undue troubles to Zhuo Yang and his family, and have had a great negative impact on Zhuo Yang. Here, on behalf of the Chinese Football Association, I sincerely and solemnly apologize to Zhuo Yang and his family. ”

Dragon King said: "In the future, we will work with Zhuo Yang to achieve the historic take-off of Chinese football." ”

After reviewing and singing in a high-pitched tone, it was time for the question session, and almost no one paid attention to the Dragon King, and instantly handed the microphone to the space around Zhuo Qiu.

"Ms. Zhuo Qiu, why did Zhuo Yang suddenly choose to join the Chinese team?"

Zhuo Qiu said: "First of all, Zhuo Yang is not joining, but returning. He was supposed to belong here, and he was expelled from here, so now it's just a return. As for why it is the Chinese team......"

Zhuo Qiu took out the household registration book of the old Zhuo family. "Because he is Chinese!"

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As soon as he walked out of the gate of Milan's Malpensa International Airport, Zhuo Yang was surrounded by reporters who had been waiting for a long time.

"Zhuo Yang, why did you choose to join China?"

Zhuo Yang held his passport aloft.

"Because I'm Chinese!"

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