Chapter 3501

3: 4. The Chinese team fell at the last moment of stepping onto the final stage.

The Colombian referee Rodin, who biased the Chinese team for a whole game, didn't even wait for the kick-off. Only when the players on both sides returned to the half court, he sounded the final whistle.

Wang Dalei, eager to become a hero again, pouted on the ground and burst into tears. All the players of the Chinese team collapsed on the ground except Zhuo Yang.

This time, Zhuo Yang didn't pick up his teammates one by one and comfort them like those failed moments before. He stood alone in the field, like a tree in the rain.

The Chinese people's incoherent ecstasy set off his cold and loneliness.

Zhuo Yang thought that he had experienced 600 years of tragic and chaotic dreams and was reborn. Nothing could disturb his mind again, but he was wrong. At this moment, he felt deeply lost and lonely.

Once again, a close brother killed in stoppage time. Eight years ago, detu did it in the top 16 war in South Africa. But eight years ago, Zhuo Yang was not too sad. The Chinese team reached the knockout stage historically and played hard with the Netherlands, which was determined to win the championship, which was far beyond the expectations of the outside world and Zhuo Yang himself.

That failure was the winner's regret.

Eight years later, if Zhuo Yang had been told that the Chinese team would reach the semi-finals a month ago, he would have accepted that the top four was a great achievement.

But today, he can't accept it.

After a difficult and fierce battle, Brazil was easily eliminated by penalty kick, and the loyal fans of the opponent turned to worship, which made Zhuo Yang fully realize that China could win the championship. That day, he changed.

At the age of 33, no one can resist the years. The sheep of 600 years is just a fantasy, and the 33 year old Zhuo Yang is real. Zhuo Yang knows that his football has reached the peak, and even is gradually falling from the peak. It is a clear example that he occasionally felt inadequate at the beginning of last season.

It's not a physical function. There have been many incredible passing and running mistakes with his teammates. Zhuo Yang's football is confused because he can't maximize his ability in the world cup.

All this shows that the body and consciousness of the 33 year old are going downhill, at least downhill.

Therefore, after eliminating the king Brazil, Zhuo Yang was suddenly eager to win back this year's World Cup. He wanted to stand at the peak for his country and himself when the peak was still there.

In football, Zhuo Yang has always had strong self-confidence, because in his 16 years of career, he can win almost any honor as long as he wants. From madiburg in the ignorant period, to Milan, Barcelona, Real Madrid, and then to Manchester City after rebirth, Zhuo Yang is the winner with his own Championship attribute.

Long ago, Zhuo Yang didn't expect to win the world cup. In madiburg, he once said to Ronaldinho of Barcelona: I must win the Champions League. Go and win the world cup. I don't have the world cup. The Champions League is my world cup.

In Barcelona, Zhuo Yang said to Messi: I don't have a chance to win the world cup. You have. Go and be your king.

With the vigorous development of hope football spring bud, China has opened a huge to terrible football talent pool. With the continuous investment in Yiyang field, China Professional League will implement comprehensive reform and earth shaking changes this year.

Zhuo Yang didn't expect such rapid development. It's really not difficult for Chinese people to do a good job. With all this in full bloom, Zhuo Yang knows that one day Chinese football will touch the Hercules cup and will become the norm. But I'm afraid it's hard for me to catch up.

I hope that those gratifying talented children of Chunlei will sooner or later take over the burden of the rise of Chinese football and become a new pole in the world football world. Europe is the Arctic, America is the Antarctic, and China will be the roof of the world.

Zhuo Yang had hoped to realize his dream of winning the world cup in 2022, together with the children of hope Chunlei, when he was 37. But after football showed signs of retrogression, Zhuo Yang dared not expect it.

It's not that he doesn't believe those children, but that Zhuo Yang won't tolerate becoming a supporting role in football. At the age of 37, maybe he has become the object of children's care. Zhuo Yang doesn't allow this to happen.

He wants to win a world cup with Zhuo Yang, not a world cup with Zhuo Yang.

Returning to the eight King Kong in the West was originally just for the transition, but I didn't expect that the effect would be so obvious. The Chinese team won a series of victories and finally ignited Zhuo Yang's desire to compete for the championship this year.

Time doesn't wait for me, just this year, in Russia.

After this year, I will hold the Hercules cup and watch the younger generation gallop the green. I will play happy football for another two years without competing with the world. I am really happy, win or lose, because I have the world cup.

But all these dreams were shattered by the thunderbolt of scar, and there was no chance to remedy them.

Who can understand Zhuo Yang's loss and sadness?

I have done my best. I have worked hard for the team and the group for ten years. It can't be better. What should I do next?

The more violent hope comes, the more sad it is when it is broken. Zhuo Yang was disappointed with himself, the team and football.

Everything is my fault. The group game buried the most difficult enemy for the Chinese team because of personal justice. Because of his personal friendship with Da Zhi, he forcibly retained the old man in the national team, but it broke the dreams of 1.4 billion people.

If I choose again, will I still have great ambitions? Will I still try my best to protect the scar? It should still be, because I am such a person, so everything is my fault.

I am an extremely selfish person. For my personal friendship, I disregard the interests of the country and the national football team. But I have always been such a person. If I lose my friendship, I will no longer be a complete Zhuo Yang.

Everything is my fault.

Around the Frenchman, the Chinese coach and bench players began to silently pull up every teammate who collapsed on the ground. But no one dares to disturb Zhuo Yang, neither the Chinese nor the French.

At this moment, Zhuo Yang gave up the responsibility of Captain all the time and gave up the hope placed on him by all Chinese people. He was tired.

All negative emotions superimposed. At this moment, Zhuo Yang decided to end it.

Retire!

No more. There is no better Zhuo Yang. Zhuo Yang will never have better football and will not bring Zhuo Yang happiness on the pitch.

No, neither the national team nor the club. Without me, football still rolls, the Hercules cup is still brilliant, regret and perfection are only relative concepts, and the deformity of football may be the most reasonable.

The take-off of Chinese football has started. In time, I have completed my work and completed my responsibilities. Chinese football... You don't need me anymore.

I'm retiring.

There is a decision in my heart, but I let more intense sadness hit me. The green field, which has been haunted by dreams for more than ten years, retreated in this way. It was not easy to leave, and it was not as free and easy as originally thought.

Am I a winner? It should be, no, it must be. I was better than everyone. I had the most champions and the most records.

Am I a loser? Maybe. Football doesn't owe anyone a world cup, and naturally it doesn't owe me.

I'm going to go. From then on, I'll drink different wine every day, because I like drinking. Invite friends to drink together every day and chat about meat jokes through drinking. We drink from the age of 33 to the age of 133, as long as we can live that long.

This kind of happiness, football can't give me. Football is too rigorous, there are too many rules and regulations, training is annoying, and football doesn't allow drinking.

When I was tired of talking about meat jokes, I played the piano for my friends and they sang and danced. I bought the world's largest private yacht, drank, sang, danced and talked about meat jokes with my friends, and traveled around the world.

The constraints of football can no longer bind me.

These things are exciting to think about.

But why can't I be happy? Why am I still so sad?

Zhuo Yang stood alone in the middle circle, like a tree in the rain.

No one dared to disturb him, neither did scar.

Finally retiring, Zhuo Yang suddenly felt flustered and overwhelmed from his sadness. At this moment, how helpless he was.

He wants to see his parents and sister right away. They are Zhuo Yang's forever dependence, and they will be when he is 133. But Dad, mom and sister didn't come today. They're in China.

Only Kou Kou was with him, and only his wife was with him in St. Petersburg.

Zhuo Yang suddenly turned back to look for the direction of Kou Kou, but saw that his wife had come down from the stand. At the moment, under everyone's attention, he ran to him with his skirt gently in his hand and on the court.

Zhuo Yang went up and hugged Kou Kou tightly in his arms. In an instant, tears came down.

He didn't know why he was crying, whether it was failure, football or retirement, but his tears couldn't stop.

Zhuo Yang slowly knelt down on one knee, buried his head in his wife's arms and wept silently. Kou Kou protected him like a saint.

At this moment, thousands of Chinese fans who had been extremely disappointed burst into tears.

It turns out that this man like God is also fragile. His great body is so lonely. He is our captain and our king, but our king is so tired.

In the darkest moment of Chinese football, he resolutely stood up and returned to shoulder the hope of the Chinese people alone. In these ten years, he never conceded defeat and always struggled for football. Even after life and death, he never stopped his love for football.

He is already a world-class rich man, a very young rich man. He should buy the world's largest yacht and drink with his friends while traveling around the world, just like other young rich people.

But he invested almost all his money in football and the development of Chinese football. His private life can be called thrift among the rich.

He is our captain, but we never see his hero, his greatness and his perseverance, but we don't realize that he is just a young man with flesh and blood. His solitude, his loneliness and his helplessness have been ignored by us.

Affectionate and righteous Chinese fans took the lead in cheering up. They began to sing "China March" and "Zhuo Yang's song". The songs gradually gathered, and the night sky in St. Petersburg was magnificent again.

In the song, Zhuo Yang said to his wife, "Kou Kou, I want to retire, okay?"

"Well," Kou Kou stroked his face. "I accompany you around the world every day."