Chapter 1979

"Everyone, please be quiet." Zhuo Yang clapped his hands, and soon the lively room was quiet. Ten pairs of eyes looked at him. Zhuoyang is very satisfied with the effect.

Did not immediately continue to say, Zhuoyang took up the beer cup, half a breath, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"You guys, I'm leaving this summer. Leave Barcelona. "

For a moment, the expression in the room was colorful. Coffee and keta stop chewing. Adelaide, afelle and Xiaobu look at Zhuoyang in surprise. Pinto, Dan Erye and Xiaojie continue to stare, waiting for Zhuoyang to continue.

Xiaobai and boss Mei bowed their heads and played with their forks on the salmon sashimi in the dish, smearing the horseradish sauce layer by layer.

The silence at this time is in sharp contrast to the noise just now, and the space seems to be solidified. Zhuo Yang spread out his hand and shrugged, and made a tour of everyone with his eyes.

Looking at Zhuoyang, there was eagerness and suspicion. The lips of Xiaobu, keta and coffee moved.

"Don't ask, no comment!" Zhuoyang suddenly raised his voice.

Those who are going to talk to each other moved a few times, and a "why" was blocked back by Zhuo Yang's words.

"In fact, there is no need to keep it secret, but it's my personal reason to leave. Some of my personal privacy is in it, which is inconvenient for me to tell you all. Please give me some consideration."

That said, there are no stupid people who can gather in this room, and stupid people can't play top football. Thinking of some irregularities at the end of the season, several pairs of eyes turned to Messi, who was still playing with sashimi. They may not have speculated that Zhuoyang's departure had something to do with Messi, but it's clear that boss Mei knew in advance.

Among them, Iniesta.

Xiaobai has been worried for several days. He found something serious wrong in the game the day before yesterday. When celebrating after the match, Xiaobai deliberately said to Zhuoyang: "the Champions League trophy is really much more imposing than the La Liga. Zhuoyang, let's get it back next year."

Zhuo Yang didn't answer. He just grabbed the big ear cup and handed it to Xiaobai. He jumped and roared while carrying it. At that moment, Xiaobai knew something bad.

"Let's not guess!" Zhuo Yang yelled and drew the attention of all the people back to him. "I have nothing to do with you when I leave Barcelona. As you all know, I came here from Milan the summer before last because of Professor Laroche and President Laporta of the baritone Academy. Otherwise, I might still be in Milan

"To be honest with you, maybe it's because I've been here too short. I don't have a stronger sense of belonging to Barcelona than Milan and madibo. So, I leave here, can let me nostalgia, is all of you. Thank you for your attention in the past two years. I'll have one first. "

He drank the wine, but blocked up other people's questions. Xiaojie waited for a moment and said, "Zhuoyang, where are you going? Has it been decided? "

Pike is the top of the smart people and the most urbanite in this room. He saw the clue of things earlier than Xiaobai, but he didn't mention it or ask about it, because he knew that it was useless to wait for Zhuoyang to take the initiative to say these things and post them.

In fact, with Xiaojie's head, nine out of ten things have been inferred, so he can't even speak up. Zhuoyang is a friend, isn't boss Mei? Even if Zhuoyang doesn't leave this year, he can't stay in Barcelona forever, but Messi can.

"Where to go It's not set yet. I'll wait until the transfer window opens. My salary is a big problem Zhuoyang lied here, but now it's not appropriate to say it clearly. He has to hide it from everyone and the whole world.

Coffee Maxwell smacked his lips: "here This Why is it so sudden... "

Coffee in the heart of some depression, Zhuoyang so big things he even did not know a little in advance. It doesn't matter if you change to someone else, but he and Zhuoyang are the same agent. Raoula has no words. Obviously, it's important to choose between them. Such a thing has never happened before.

"Thank you, Zhuoyang, for telling us at the first time," said the second master He said this by turning the corner to explain for Zhuoyang. Alves is a passionate and cheerful Brazilian man, who has a chivalrous temperament.

Of course, the clues can't be concealed from the second master Dan, but he's a straightforward man. He's not forced to be a chicken woman. He's also waiting for Zhuoyang to take the initiative to uncover the mystery. "Come on, have another drink with me."

"Put some red on, the beer is boring." "Ibrahim," Pinto said, "go and let the waiter come in and change."

Ibrahim afelle nodded, stood up and opened the door to look out.

Alfred is not the youngest of the Barcelona team. Even in this house, he is one year older than Jay and Messi. But this kid is born with a baby face, which is more childlike than boss Mei who shaves his beard, so Pinto likes to call him when he has something to do.

Pinto's rough face is locked with eyebrows, maybe because of his age, maybe because of the artistic cells in his body, his eyes show a little sadness.

After that little bit of past suspicion was released, Pinto and Zhuoyang quickly became good friends with each other because of their mutual appreciation and the same second professional interest. Now the unexpected news made him regret his inexplicable gamble in the past two years and failed to make deep acquaintance with Zhuo Yang earlier.The bearded bartender pulled in and went to two bottles of Dewar as Alfred ordered. It is famous and authentic in Barcelona, but its operators and employees are Catalans. It's said that when Gonzalez was young, he spent several years in Nagoya and learned some skills from the sushi shop owner.

Sakura's condiments are all from Japan, including the expensive and rare wasabi sauce, so they are very authentic. There was Japanese sake in the shop, but at the beginning Zhuoyang said that it was the same as water, so we didn't drink it, but ordered the popular star beer.

Zhuoyang thinks that beer is all kinds of food and drink, but Adriano and he have different opinions on this point.

Just half a month ago, at the Party of Dan Erye's family, ad broke his finger to count Zhuoyang the best match for each wine and what cuisine. Adele said that beer can only be served with barbecue, wine can only be served with French and Italian food, and Champagne can be drunk without food, because that is the fun of flirting with women.

As for white wine, aduh said: of course, it's Chinese food, absolutely.

I can't see that this withered and unsmooth thing is still a foodie. Zhuoyang asked him, what kind of wine should British food be served with?

Adelain snorted: is there any food in England? The ones the British eat are only for pigs.

Zhuoyang thought Adriano was a wonderful man, so he finally joined the small group.