"The 33-year-old Ugo is sitting there, looking at the past with affectionate eyes, all of them are the shadows of his 23-year-old, 501 games, 367 goals, 1 European Cup, 2 Serie A titles, 3 Copa del Rey titles, 1 Serie A top scorer, 5 La Liga top scorers, Valencia all-time top scorer, French national team single-game goal record holder......"

"It's the years that are clear, it's the time that flows away, and Ugo turned down AC Milan's invitation to renew his contract, choosing to return to Valencia, to the place where the dream began."

"At the farewell match, AC Milan fans pulled up banners that said 'Dias, don't go' and begged the referee not to blow the whistle for the end of the match, the Frenchman who only played for the team for two seasons but scored 52 goals for the team and brought back two Serie A titles, they wanted to keep him at the San Siro, even if it was just one more point, one more second......"

"When he came, he had nothing, he was nameless, and when he went, he was wearing the golden boot and the championship was in his hand, but he just waved his sleeves and didn't take away a cloud, leaving only a melancholy ......"

"Ugo returned to Valencia, the Mestalla Stadium was crowded, people wore his jersey, held his portrait, shouted his name, as if the years had never gone away, youth had not yet parted, the former king of Mestalla had been away for half his life, and he was still ......a teenager when he returned."

With the title in the bottom left corner the caption goes from "Absolute Superstar. Raising eyebrows, the sword unsheathed, "becomes" an absolute superstar. The prosperous curtain ends", the originally sparse barrage suddenly became lively again.

"33-year-old Ugo sat there, looking at the past with affectionate eyes, it was his 23-year-old shadow, tears running."

"What does it mean to wave your sleeves and not take away a single cloud, which means that you can't understand."

"Nima, who wrote this commentary, the Chinese New Year made Lao Tzu feel the urge to cry."

"Half a life, I still come back as a teenager...... Resolutely change the signature. ”

"The ear is pregnant, ask for the background song title."

"+1 for song titles."

"Together."

"To be honest, this song is actually average, but with this picture and this commentary, I suddenly fell in love with it."

"It's so tangled, the Spring Festival Gala has begun, do you want to watch it?"

"Huh? The Spring Festival Gala has begun? No wonder it's so noisy, pause and close the door. ”

"Haha, the old man expected it, with earplugs."

"What kind of Spring Festival Gala to watch, I'm still waiting for the video to end and watch it again."

"Watching a woolen Spring Festival Gala, my girlfriend stripped naked and I didn't even watch it in front of me."

"The braggart in front of you, unless you can come up with evidence."

"Seek evidence."

"+2 for evidence."

Nirvana's talent reacted.

I'll go, the Spring Festival Gala has begun, pills.

The technician didn't wait for others to ask, and immediately took the initiative to report: "The data has dropped by 410,000, and it is still falling, but the speed is not fast." ”

Liu Huai'an said: "How much is it now?" ”

"Click Yes...... Well? The number of views exceeded the record, 5.56 million. ”

Broken records? Is this broken?

Liu Huaian was a little excited, and the old man let the little wife stay alone in the empty room to work overtime on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, which was not bad and made a good start for next year.

But it feels like something is wrong with Mao?

Lao Liu turned his head to observe and found out what the problem was.

Everyone else looked like this, and even Tian Hong, who was nervous at the beginning like an old virgin who was ready to go on a blind date, had a calm face and was confident.

It's a record-breaker, souls!

Well, in fact, the establishment of Nirvana Video is a matter of one or two years, and what is recorded and not recorded is actually just that.

……

He Qingyuan's family, the three generations are in the same house, and they are happy.

He Qingyuan's wife and daughter-in-law were chatting while watching the Spring Festival Gala, his son He Feng hid in the study and didn't know what he was busy with, and his 9-year-old grandson was washing in the bathroom.

He Qingyuan's eyes were staring at the TV, but his mind didn't know where to fly.

The World Cup finals will be held in mid-June this year, and you can imagine how busy he is as the head coach of the national team, and he finally went home for the New Year, and his mind was full of team affairs.

Who should be sent to the starter, who should be executed, whether the striker should want the defender or not, whether he should be kicked away, these things should have been determined a long time ago, because of the various instructions of the leaders, his mind was a mess.

"Grandma, I'm done." The little grandson ran over with wet hair and wet slippers.

"Hey, slow down, my little ancestor." He Qingyuan's wife hurriedly hugged her little grandson.

"Grandma, I'm done washing, can I go play with the computer?"

"Go ahead, but only for an hour."

"Today's New Year, let's play a little more."

"No, it's not good for your eyes if you play for a long time."

"Just half an hour, okay?"

"Well, it's not that it's non-negotiable, it depends on your performance." Grandma made a pensive look.

The little grandson rolled his eyes, stepped forward and imprinted a bite on his grandmother's cheek, and said, "Grandma is the best, Mo Mo Da." ”

"Okay, you little clever, go ahead."

The little ghost quickly ran into the study with a "click, click", and then ran out with a cry in less than two minutes.

"Hey, what's going on?" His mother quickly took his hand and said nervously.

The sky and the earth are big, the grandson is the biggest, and He Qingyuan, who is outside the wandering things, also came back to his senses and looked at Xiao Xiao He with concern.

"Daddy won't let me play with the computer." Xiao Xiao He said with a sad face.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Grandma said: "I thought something was wrong, it's okay, it's okay, grandma will help you teach him a lesson." ”

Mom also said: "Yes, I will never let him go." ”

Xiao Xiao He wiped away a few tears that he tried to squeeze out, and looked at his grandmother and mother pitifully, so that the hearts of the two women were about to break, and they were about to go in with their hearts and dismantle He Feng into eight pieces, but things suddenly changed a little......

"Please enjoy the song "Dream Movement" brought by the queen Yu Min below......"

"Huh? It's Yu Min. ”

"Yay? It's "Dream Movement". ”

Be careful with the heart and liver of the liver, pills, grandma and mother to change the hexagram.

"Cough, Xiaoting, when grandma finishes reading this paragraph, I'll help you educate that unfilial son."

"Cough, son, don't worry, after listening to this song, my mother will help you administer justice."

"Wow!"

"Stop, don't cry! He Feng, you who killed a thousand knives, don't get out quickly. ”

"Okay, okay, it's the New Year, what does the noise look like, come over to the small pavilion, grandpa will take you there, he can't turn the sky." He Qingyuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he took his grandson's little hand and walked to the study.