Zhuo Yang, with a panic on his face, rushed into Klopp's office in a hurry: "Sir, sir, I won't play the finals anymore. I won't go to Class B anymore. You can let me go back to the youth team, and get rid of it.

The contract is OK. Please!"

‘Plop’!

Klopp fell to the ground, all his roots stood upright, and his soul was scared.

Zhuo Yang suddenly reacted when he was joking by Li Xiaoqing. He was on the front page of "Pictures", which was something that neither Yang Chen nor Xie Hui did back then. He entered the German FA Cup final and was also the pioneering place for Chinese players.

For the first time, isn't this going to be a big blow in China?

It's over, and in a few days, my parents will know that I'm secretly playing football in Germany. My father's place is fine, but my mother has to swallow me alive. It's because she hates me playing football.

Then I threw me into Germany. Now, I can't be angry!

What to do? What to do? Otherwise... the ball will stop playing?

His stern and profound experience of his mother overshadowed his desire for football. Zhuo Yanghuo, who was in a mess, rode his bicycle to Klopp like a room.

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"Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out!!"

After listening to a series of causes and consequences, Klopp was furious and directly bombarded Zhuo Yang. What the hell is this? Are you deliberately spending me? Of course, he couldn't understand Zhuo Yang's awe of his mother since childhood, so he

Lopp thought, this was too incredible.

Seeing Zhuo Yang running away in shame, Klopp felt the pain of coffee on his chest.

"Hiss——, his grandma's, his breast hair is curled..."

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He was driven out by the coach, and Zhuo Yang was riding a "bang" bicycle and then rushed to the school. He had to find someone to come up with an idea. Professor Norman introduced him to Madiburg, so he could not stand on the street and watch the fun.

Fortunately, Carl Norman poured himself into the professor's apartment down-to-earth. The old artist did not go abroad tonight, nor did he go out to have fun. Listening to Zhuo Yang's account of the interests of the matter, Norman

The professor also scratched his head: What a big deal? You kid didn't say that your mother would hate football so much?

"Then tell me, Zhuo. Are you willing to give up football?"

"I..." Zhuo Yang had a hard time answering this question. Although he always thought that 'If you don't play, you won't play. It's no big deal.' But when it's really time to face it, it's really hard to give up.

"Will you give up football because of music? Or from a different perspective, do you think music and football conflict?" Professor Norman calmly helped Zhuo Yang analyze the problem.

"Well..., I don't think there is any conflict, at least it has not yet appeared." Zhuo Yang believes that the two are completely compatible.

"Okay, I'll ask you again. Will you give up on music because of football?"

"Of course not, I like music!" Zhuo Yang answered firmly. In fact, it was more than just like. If Zhuo Yang's attitude towards music was simply liked and promised, but since he gave his music to the emotional soul, he had

, music has slowly become his sustenance, a spiritual release and sustenance.

"So, Zhuo. Look, you like music, you love football as well. And the two actually have a big commonality, both of which require passion and creativity. And, no one thinks they have conflicts. More importantly,

Yes, you have huge and unlimited talents in both fields that can be called art. Give up any of them will become a loss for yourself or in this field.”

"Zhuo, you shouldn't give up football, and you can't give up. So, the only thing you have to do is to find a way to convince your mother, Ms. Yang Hong. Look, things are that simple."

"You don't have to worry about what kind of choices you make in music and football. You are an independent individual, and no one can interfere with your choices. Even your mother cannot interfere with you!" Professor Norman told China

The mother interferes with her children's interests and hobbies and careers, and shows that she does not understand.

"You can try to convince your mother, but if you can't get her understanding, it doesn't matter. If you like anything, you can do it, music, football, and maybe racing or adventure in the future. This is your freedom.

You should not let others interfere with your freedom.”

"Each of us is an independent individual, and we only need to be responsible for ourselves. We must shout 'no' to those who prevent and interfere with our freedom! We are born equal..." Professor Norman began to become excited

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"Yes, sir. I think I understand what you mean." Zhuo Yang quickly stopped the professor's freedom: What, what was said before makes sense, what was going on behind? He also chose freedom,

Do I dare to tell this in front of my mother?

"I will handle this matter well, thank you sir. It's getting late, so I won't delay your rest, I'll leave now." Zhuo Yang hurried out, and Professor Norman obviously wasn't satisfied.

"Thank you, sir, good night, good night. Stay at your fingertips..."

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Zhuo Yang pushed the bicycle, worried as he walked: Yes, just convince my mother, but how to convince me? Can my mother listen to me and finish it? My mother's eyes glared, if I could speak fluently

After saying that, I admire myself.

Or, call my sister and ask her to help me think about it. My sister has protected me a lot since she was a child.

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Zhuo Qiutian was lying on the bed in the dormitory and was about to wake up. The school had been closed and he was not allowed to go out. He only ate but also slept all day, which was very boring.

After receiving a call from his younger brother, Zhuo Qiutian covered her head with a quilt and huddled in the quilt and started chatting with Zhuo Yang.

"Look at you, are you trying to break the sky?" After hearing my brother's complaints, Zhuo Qiutian was a little panicked. His mother's anger was not something that ordinary people could afford.

"Sister, don't talk about me anymore. Hurry up and think of a solution for me! The news will be transmitted back to China in two days, and it will be popular!"

"Hey, I said Zhuo Yang, have you really become a celebrity? Yes, you are worthy of being from our Zhuo family. Go back and sign for me?" Even though he was nervous, Zhuo Qiutian still joked about Zhuo Yang.

"I said, sister, don't make a fuss, okay? I'm so anxious that I'm almost jumping into the well. Tell me what I should do!"

How old is Zhuo Qiutian older than Zhuo Yang? She has a full understanding of the political ecology in her family. She put away the joke and started to give advice to her younger brother very seriously.

"Zhuo Yang, you can't tell me this directly. My mother's temper is getting better. I admire you if you can speak in a vague way." The siblings and brothers' understanding and fear of Yang Hong are in line with each other.

"Our mother has a temper, and she can't listen to anyone's words, and grandma's words are not easy to speak. However, if there is someone in this world who can make our mother listen to, then it must be our old man

Dad, only dad can subdue our mom.”
Chapter completed!