What kind of waves will be caused by his words being transmitted back to China, Zhang Shu doesn't care. After the match against Milan www.biquge.info, the team officially took a break and the players were given a week's rest from December 23rd to December 29th, before the team returned to training before New Year's Day. The first game of the new year will start on January 12, and this season Brescia will only have league tasks, which is much easier than the big teams. Mazzoni will be hoping to finish in the second half of the season in a better league position.

"Well, hopefully, at the end of the holiday, you will be in the best possible condition when you come back. Well, gentlemen, we'll see you after the holidays. After saying this, Mazzoni announced that he would dissolve on the spot.

The players hugged each other goodbye, and many of them dragged their suitcases directly when they arrived at the away stadium, and they would soon board the flight to the resort directly at Milan Airport.

"Zhang, I'll call you on the 24th, and I'll pick you up at the training base." Baggio smiled and waved goodbye to Zhang Shu.

"Goodbye Robbie, thank you for having me." Zhang Shu also waved goodbye to Baggio.

"Hahaha, goodbye Robbie, I'll leave it to Zhang tonight!" Bacchini single-handedly pulled Zhang Shu to his side. "Let's go, let the brothers take you to see the nightlife of Milan!"

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In a bar called N'ombradeVin in Milan, four young men, Bacini, Matuzaren, Appia, and Stankovicius, sat at a table in the corner with Zhang Shu, a minor.

There is no deafening music, no DJs in the audience, and no beauties who dance closely.

Built in 1973, this bar is located in the heart of Milan's Brera Art & Fashion district. The interior is very quaint, with a closet next to the wall with a wide selection of wines and champagnes. It used to belong to the Augustinian convent in St. Mark's Basilica, so the hall is full of Romanesque arches and several Roman columns that divide the hall into small squares.

Soft music permeates the hall, and even the voices of customers talking to each other remain soft. Bartenders shuttle from table to table, serving food and wine.

"So, this is the nightlife of the city of Milan?" Zhang Shu looked at the plate of fried beef boy meat slices with herbs raw leg in front of him, a little interested. In his imagination, shouldn't the so-called bar be a place where a group of people dance around on the dance floor, drink each other, and finally go home with a girl?

And they are now in the so-called most famous bar in the city of Milan... Dine....

This feeling is like finally entering an ancient Chinese Qinglou, and my mother Sang came up and asked if you wanted Peking duck or sauce elbow.

It's obviously a Western restaurant, so don't deceive people with the sign of a bar!!

"It's dinner time, and dinner is the most important thing for Italians!" Bacchini swallowed the roasted beef tenderloin with mushroom red wine juice in his mouth, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said.

"Hahahaha, we're not Italian, Zhang wants to see 'architecture'." Appia laughed on the side, he patted Zhang Shu on the shoulder, "Don't worry, we'll take you to RadetzkyPossibly after dinner, that's where you can see the 'building'!" ”

The two of them looked at each other and laughed lewdly.

"But what kind of mere is the 'architecture' you've been talking about?" The other three people felt extremely confused when they saw these two prodigal goods.

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Zhang Shu's desire to see the rotten nightlife of capitalism was never realized, and the group of five was stopped at the door of RadetzkyPossibly.

"Ah, isn't this Bacini? Long time no see, are you okay? ”

The young man who stopped them was about twenty-six or seven years old, with well-groomed skin, a designer costume, and a woman with big breasts and round hips next to him.

Bacchini was silent and did not speak.

"Why don't I think it's friendly? Who is this man? Zhang Shu asked Matuzallen in a low voice.

"Rapo Erkan, grandson of the Rakali family. A playboy, famous in Italy. Matuzarun replied quietly.

"Bacini, old friend, why don't you speak? Have you forgotten me? I remember you, and Juventus will remember that you brought us Buffon for your contribution. Rapo Elkan continued in an exaggerated tone with a hint of aria, making the words of thanks sound mocking. Say hi to your ex-boyfriend, Oriella. He nudged the woman next to him.

"Hi Bacchini, long time no see."

"Hi, Oriella."

, this amount of information is a bit large, Zhang Shu, who was standing on the side, instantly made up a million-word starting point urban novel in the long river of time, and the content was full of all kinds of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger and slapping his face. He looked up at Bacchini, who was a little lost, and thought for a moment, choosing the one he was most satisfied with from the story.

"Appia, have you heard the story of the key and the lock?" Zhang Shu suddenly asked loudly.

"Huh?" Appiah is really confused, this time to tell a story?

But Zhang Shu went on talking about it directly, and he didn't really say it to Appia anyway.

"There was a golden key that said to a bronze key: 'You will never be able to open this lock.' Her heart will only open to me. 'Guess what the Bronze Key would say?' ”

"Huh?" Appiah continued to be confused.

Zhang Shu's face showed a lewd smile. He circled his right thumb and index finger together in an OK gesture, and then used his left index finger to start moving in and out of the hole.

"The brass key said, 'I'm not here to pick the lock, I'm just plugging it in for fun.'"

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The other three Brescia were stunned for two seconds, and then couldn't help but laugh out loud. Bacchini's numb face unconsciously turned the corners of his mouth upward.

Rapo Elkan also understood Zhang's pornographic jokes, and years of family education prevented him from getting angry immediately. But the girlfriend next to him looked like she couldn't wait to come up and slap him.

"Zhang, Chinese, I know you." The corners of his mouth pursed and he said dryly. "As a player, you're not bad. Keep it up. After saying that, he turned around and pulled his girlfriend into the bar.

"Shall we go in again?" Appiah asked.

Bacchini shook his head, "Forget it, let's change it." ”

The group was about to turn away, but they hadn't gone far when a group of thugs with swastikas on their arms deliberately bumped into them.

"You don't look at the road when you walk... Before he finished speaking, a fist had already made intimate contact with his nose.

"The rich boy asked the bar owner to ask the thugs to help him take revenge, this kind of bridge is a bit old-fashioned." Zhang Shu rubbed his wrist and said with a pair of dissatisfied eyes. "Isn't it too deliberate to go shopping with a baseball bat on a big night? Since you want to find something to fight, why don't you save the opening remarks of finding faults? ”

"I'm in a hurry to go to a nightclub, bastard!" He roared as he rushed towards the stunned thugs.