Chapter 3502

At the end of the game, Zhuo Yang didn't walk around to thank the fans for the first time, didn't greet each other with his opponents, and even didn't stay with the team at the beginning.

In the small living room of St. Petersburg stadium, he was alone with Kou Kou. After tears, Zhuo Yang calmly told his wife his retirement decision.

Kou Kou always supports him unconditionally. Her comfort is the most gentle healing medicine in the world.

She just suggested not to go to the media to announce it in person. After all, the Chinese team still has the last third or fourth place game, and the world cup is not over yet. As a team leader, you can stand on the last shift and finish from beginning to end.

"Your identity has a great impact, especially in the domestic football circle. The decision to retire must be earth shaking. Let's keep a low profile. After playing the whole world cup, we'll give a small notice to the team, and then I'll hide in Zhongnan mountain with you and call the world. Husband, do you think it's good?"

"Then, let's travel around the world and have babies." this reason is too strong.

Zhuo Yang always listens to Kou Kou's words, so it's decided. When the third or fourth place final whistle rang, his football was over.

The decision to retire came suddenly, but it seemed to go with the flow. Zhuo Yang is a perfectionist. He will never quit until his football becomes a supporting role, or even allow himself to become second.

It has always been his original intention to retreat at the peak. Leave the future generations a back to look up to forever, and leave football an unattainable mountain top.

The devastating failure of ambition, the sudden death of the Chinese team and the faint sense of incompetence in the game are not the reason for his retirement, but the match that ignites the flame in his heart.

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After calming his mood, Zhuo Yang called Monica Cecil and Brent wilder, who were guarding at the door, and asked them to take Kou Kou back to the hotel first and go to the team dressing room by themselves.

After a while, the fans were basically clean, but all the Chinese team were still in the dressing room waiting for the captain.

When Zhuo Yang pushed the door in, the atmosphere was still very depressed, and the eyes of most teammates were red. Especially ambitious, he has two peaches on his face.

Seeing Zhuo Yang coming in, Dazhi knelt down again with a "puff". Why again? Because he knelt before Zhuo Yang came.

"Captain, I..."

"Get up!" Zhuo Yang shouted angrily.

Ambition can't help but get up. After shivering and standing up, how ugly your mouth is.

"Captain, I'm sorry, woo ~ ~ I'm sorry."

"Sorry, a hammer." Zhuo Yang said, "sorry should be useful. If you say sorry, you can win the game again. I'll go to the roof and shout sorry day and night."

"Who hasn't lost the fucking game? Your first day?"

Zhuo Yang stopped paying attention to the crying ambition, walked closer, nodded with Sforza, and then looked around.

"What's the matter with the top four? Is it a shame? Who was sure that we would reach the semi-finals a month ago? I'm satisfied. If any of you are not satisfied, please, but don't make a fool of yourself in front of me."

"Da Zhi, wipe your cat urine. I approved your withdrawal application. Now, as captain, I thank you for your hard work in the past 20 years on behalf of the national team."

"Now everyone applauds for ambition."

Wow, applause really came. However, there are all those who want to die.

"Iron egg, you will take over as the first vice captain of the national team from now on“

If cardasi, Gorat and Dongzi were not injured before, if Tiedan and Aikesong were not injured and retreated, maybe the Chinese team won today. After all, it's only a little short. But it doesn't make any sense to say these now.

"Brothers, the game is over, but the world cup is not over yet. The three or four games in three days are waiting for us. It's time to train and recover these days. We still can't relax in the last game, and our personal performance will also be included in the team assessment."

"Cheng Hao, where is Cheng Hao?"

Cheng Hao, the Royal press officer, hurried out and waved.

"After dawn, send news and telegram to the domestic media in my name. First, the success of this promotion to the top four is dedicated to all those who have made contributions to Chinese football and all Chinese who have worked hard."

"Second, the team will seriously play the last three or four place game and strive to bring a victory back to the country."

"Third, the national team will continue to move forward and live up to the expectations of the fans. I hope you will continue to support the national team."

"Four, the World Cup campaign, the national team has no sinners, are heroes, every player's performance is worthy of praise, including the substitute players who have not yet played."

"Fifth, if the fans are dissatisfied with the results, I will bear all the responsibilities."

"The rest, you look at the filling."

Cheng Hao nodded and Zhuo Yang said, "send it in my name. Brother Yang, you and brother Zha will sign later."

Team leader Yang Chen and coach Sforza also nodded quickly.

This is not so much a press release issued by Zhuo Yang to fans all over the country as his "last words" on retirement from the national team. In fact, there is nothing new.

Zhuo Yang didn't say he was going to retire. He won't inform him until the last game. It's said now that the world will know all about the game in less than three days and will annoy him.

The dressing room is not a place to summarize. In order to wait for the captain, everyone's sweat has been cool. After taking a bath in silence, the team took the bus back to the hotel.

Along the way, sitting in the corner with his head hooked, Zhuo Yangjin stopped his tears. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was already a "former international".

A 38 year old veteran, the last game of the national team was so sad, how desolate the evening scene was, and his teammates couldn't help feeling sad for him.

Football is not higher than life and death. Football is just competitive sports. But at this moment, ambition clearly realized that football is far more important than life and death. If you can save the lost pass before the end with one death, ambition will not hesitate.

But I didn't have the chance.

If you can save Zhuo's disappointment with him with one death, ambition will not hesitate, but there is no chance.

He was not relieved that he had finally quit. He was only full of regret. He was ambitious and regretted that he had not insisted on quitting the year before last. He regretted the hypocrisy that one-third of him wanted to quit and seven of him wanted to stay.

Dazhi didn't complain that Zhuo Yang forced him to play the world cup. He wasn't such a dirty person. He only hated why he showed the hypocrisy of unwilling to quit at that time, like a bitch who wanted to refuse and welcome.

It was he who took advantage of the loyalty of Zhuo team and endorsed his love for the national team with the help of his righteousness, so that everyone else dared not object.

Finally, his hypocrisy nailed himself and Zhuo team to the cross of failure.

Ambition uses remorse to analyze conscience. There is still no ease on the bus to break into the top four. Everyone is silent.

It's not that the top four are not fragrant, and not everyone points to the Hercules cup. As Zhuo Yang said: who hasn't lost the ball?

It's really frustrating to be killed by reading seconds, especially in such a way that it's almost sold out, but everyone knows that the top four are quite glorious anyway. When you return home in a week, you will certainly have gongs, drums and flowers, fame and wealth.

But still no one felt happy and silent.

Captain Zhuo Yang didn't say much in the dressing room just now, and his speech was basically routine. It was reasonable to reprimand or comfort. But people always think he's different.

Too calm, too professional, too business, it's not like him.

Did something happen during his departure, or did he make a decision that made him so cold.