"Wow~, your stoppage just now was so cool, Zhuo. You are just like Ronaldinho."

In the just-concluded World Cup in Korea and Japan, Ronaldinho shined and was one of the four kings of the champion Brazil team. He is world-famous for his fancy but practical skills.

"Zhuo, tell me, were you blinded just now?"

"You are the one who is fooled. Your whole family is fooled." Zhuo Yang rolled his eyes: "I call that technology, do you understand? Do you know what technology is?"

"Are you saying you have the same skills as Ronaldinho? That's my idol! I swear, you can insult my idol, but you can never insult me." Mark Winston looked sincere.

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"..." Zhuoyang looked at Mark speechlessly. "You are German, Mark. The Brazilians just defeated you Germans in the finals, and you actually worship Ronaldinho? It's a good idea."

Woolen cloth?"

"Of course I am German. I love my Germany just like I love Rysakova with her big butt!" Rysakova is an international student from Ukraine. She is beautiful and hot, with a firm breasts and waist, and plump breasts.

The young men filled with male hormones were so intoxicated by her curvy buttocks that they couldn't help themselves. "Don't talk so much nonsense, Zhuo. Let's go fuck Resakova together... Bah, let's go play football together, yes, play football!"

Orientals, especially Chinese, tend to be very reserved when they go to a foreign country. Zhuo Yang, who came to the side of the court, was obviously not in the category of being reserved. He looked down at the cheap sneakers on his feet and readily agreed.

The level of playing field football in Hannover is a little higher than that of Xi'an, but not much higher. What's more, most of this group of people are young and artistic people studying art. In terms of body, speed and vigor, they obviously can't compete with those outside.
Chapter completed!