A shield with a gold base and half red and half black, and under the shield are two knights' swords stacked on top of each other.

This simple pattern, the emblem of the Holy Knights of the Round Table, has been hanging here for twenty-one years, silently watching the people in this house walk in and leave.

Zhuo Yang stood up from the round table, facing the emblem, put his right hand on his chest, and began to chant the round table oath, which is the necessary and only procedure to become a knight of the round table.

All twenty-eight stood up, each facing the logo and placing their hands on their left chest.

"I swear to be kind to the glory of Milan!" Zhuo Yang took the oath.

The other twenty-seven knights chanted together: "I swear to be kind to the glory of Milan!" ”

When Maldini told him about the idea of being invited to the round table, Zhuo Yang was surprised and incredulous, and after being surprised, he honestly voiced his doubts and concerns. However, Maldini didn't answer any of his questions, just smiled wryly and told Zhuo Yang everything that the Round Table was facing.

After that, Zhuo Yang was silent for a long time, and he suddenly realized at that moment that he finally understood Maldini's good intentions. Therefore, Zhuo Yang did not pretend anymore, he put aside all his worries and accepted Maldini's proposal, making himself the twenty-eighth Knights of the Round Table.

"I swear to be kind to my teammates!"

"I swear to be kind to my teammates!"

Every time Zhuo Yang received a song, everyone followed along with the song.

"I swear to glorify me with the glory of Milan!

I swear to regard as enemies all those who damage the glory of Milan!

I swear to help my teammates as if I were my brothers!

I swear to be close to my Round Table brothers!

I swear I will not hesitate in the face of danger in Milan!

I vow that the Round Table brothers will not hesitate when they are in danger!

Glory to the Round Table!

Glory to Milan! ”

After the oath was chanted and the ceremony was completed, it was announced that Zhuo Yang had officially become a member of the Holy Knights of the Round Table. It is a sacred moment for this room and for all those in it, and it should be a time of joy. But now the atmosphere became solemn, and the relaxed atmosphere that had been pretended at the beginning was gone, and the twenty-eight men were silent, and some knights even buried their heads in their arms on the table.

Maldini sighed inwardly as he reminded Baresi: "Franco......"

Baresi shook his head sadly, reluctant to speak. Seeing this, Maldini took over the chairmanship of the meeting. He said: "This brings us to the second topic of the day: congratulations to the Triple Crown! ”

"The glory of Milan is the glory of the round table, and the glory of Milan is the glory of us! Ladies and gentlemen, let's raise a glass to Milan, congratulate the round table, and wait for me! ”

Instead of preparing the coffee of the past, there are 28 goblets and a few bottles of Tuscan Sassia red wine, which is known as the king of Italian wines.

Hearing Maldini's words, everyone opened the wine bottles in their hands, and at this time, Zhuo Yang stood up again.

"Everyone, allow me to pour wine for you, and please accept my respect." With that, he left his seat, starting with Baresi and Maldini, and poured a third of the sassicaia into the glasses of the everybody. The color of the wine is dark red and indulgent, revealing dignity and sincerity.

Twenty-seven old knights, Zhuo Yang had seen them before, and there were no strangers. Zhuo Yang poured them wine in turn, and everyone nodded to him.

Ancelotti, who has been his head coach for three years, was quite unaccustomed to himself at first but eventually put aside his prejudices, the first round table heavyweight member to choose to leave because of the collapse of his mind, the baton Costa Curta, the vice president of the Italian Football Federation, who enthusiastically praised his Italian Football Federation vice president Albertini, and invited him to join the former coach of the Italian national team, Tiger Donadoni.

The older generation loves Saint Koko, Lentini, who has set a football transfer record, Galli, a senior youth coach in Wismara, Nava, the first goalkeeper in Milan's history, Rossi, and Fiori, a recently retired lucky cat......

Circle Otto, who had a conflict with himself, Ambrosini, who has always been inexplicably hostile to himself but takes the overall situation into account, and Gattuso, the eighth master, who almost duel with himself.

From the very beginning, he secretly maintained his beauty Nesta, his good buddy Brockie, his good buddy Ninth Master Inzaghi, his good buddy Favalli, and his good buddy Pirlo.

Finally, he poured rose-red Shih Tzu Jia Ya into his cup, and Zhuo Yang put down the wine bottle and took the wine glass. "Salute to you, to all the great Knights of the Round Table!"

Everyone raised their glasses, and Ancelotti showed an honest and honest smile: "Salute to Brother Zhuo Yang!" ”

Zhuo Yang smiled, he was still a little unaccustomed to being called brothers among the Knights of the Round Table, and Ancelotti was 26 years older than him. "Hats off to the great head coach brothers!"

Zhuo Yang's humorous and polite jokes made the solemn atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed, and the eighth master Gattuso first shouted at the top of his voice: "Salute to the great old Bangzi best shooter brother!" "The eighth and ninth masters have always been Meng who is not far from the focus and does not leave Meng, and Gattuso likes to make jokes about Inzaghi at the round table.

Because the ninth master did not criticize the eighth master with a bear face this time, but turned to Pirlo. "Salute to the most reasonable brother in the world!"

Pi Shaopi sneered reasonably: "Salute to the most charming brother in the guard!" ”

Including Zhuo Yang, everyone said in unison: "Absolutely!" Nesta laughed and replied with her own mantra: "Absolutely!" ”

The atmosphere in the room was completely lively, and the twenty-eight knights saluted each other, and no one was left behind. After a while, the Knights of the Round Table, who had been sitting precariously, shouted like a bunch of presumptuous children.

"Hats off to the Franco brothers!"

"Hail to Brother Paul!"

Cheers !!

"Cheers to the round table! Cheers to the Paladin!! ”

……

After all, it was a relatively solemn place, and today was also an unusual day, and Maldini did not dare to prepare excessive wine for everyone, for fear that this group of people would go crazy with wine. Maldini just wanted to start and finish well, not to end with a twist.

After the wine was drunk, it was indeed not enjoyable for twenty-eight people to drink seven or eight bottles. As everyone poured the last sip into their mouths, the atmosphere slowly lowered again, and gradually began to be depressed. Everyone knows that the moment is finally coming.

Baresi and Maldini and others had a sparkle in their eyes, and many bowed their heads sadly, Ambrosini buried her head on the edge of the table, her shoulders swaying slightly.

"Franco, it's up to you to make the announcement." Maldini said to Baresi with a strong spirit.

Baresi didn't shirk it again, he was a responsible man, the banner of the Milan dynasty, he should take it all on.

"Thank you, knight brothers, for being together through thick and thin for twenty years! Now for the final decision of the Holy Knights of the Round Table. I announce that with immediate effect, the Holy Knights of the Round Table are disbanded!! ”