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Chapter 132 Departure
When Zhang Xiao yelled, the whole cafeteria fell silent, and the students who were sitting next to him hurriedly gathered around, chattering and shouting, "Damn it, it's true, Yang Luo is going to get rich."

"That's right, don't forget our brothers when you develop in the future."

Yang Luo just said something, but he didn't expect the phone to be ringing non-stop, but when he heard these familiar voices, he couldn't help but bring back many memories in Yang Luo's mind.

Zhang Xiao also reacted from the shock, and quickly made a "shh" gesture to the few people who came up, and asked seriously on the phone: "Yang Yangluo, you didn't lie to me, right? Take you like this."

Yang Luo, who was sitting on the bed, smiled and said, "Really, when did I ever lie to you?"

Indeed, since childhood, Zhang Xiao often lied, but Yang Luo really never did.

Thinking that Yang Luo was going to play football in Europe, Zhang Xiao suddenly became excited, "Yang Luo, you can do it. You are really lucky. It sounds enviable. By the way, which team will you go to?"

"Racing Santander, have you heard of it?" Yang Luo didn't know the team well, so he asked.

Zhang Xiao sat on the bench and thought for a while, then said: "Racing Santander is indeed an old European team, but in the past few years, the transfer has been a mess. Some big-name stars have left. La Liga has been relegated to West Second Division, and fell to C Division for a while, and the team is now on the verge of relegation." After speaking, Zhang Xiao hurriedly said: "Yang Luo, you don't care about these things, you skinny camel Bigger than Ma, anyway, they are also a European powerhouse, if you go there, you will be better than if you don't go, besides, if you develop well, you can still play against the world's top teams, such as Real Madrid and Barcelona," Zhang Xiao was excited when he thought of this Stand up, "Yang Luo, when you see Ronaldo, ask me for an autograph."

"C Luo? This name is too strange." Yang Luo thought for a while and said, why are there still people called this, why not A Luo, B Luo.

Hearing Yang Luo muttering there, he rolled his eyes, almost fainted, and hurriedly said: "Brother, when you see Messi, don't you have to ask why they are not called Meidong, Meinan, and Meibei?"

Yang Luo thought for a while, and it really made sense, "That's right, there is also a problem with the name, so we might as well call it Plum Blossom."

Zhang Xiao's eyes turned blank when he heard this, "I'll go~" He fell off the bench directly, and several people helped him to sit on the bench.

"Ahem. That Yang Luo, can we not be ashamed, and don't say you know me when you go out." Zhang Xiao said angrily.

Hearing Zhang Xiao's look of disgust, Yang Luo quickly laughed and said, "You think I'm stupid, why do people care about me, I don't know what happened now, you hurry up and pray for me."

But what Yang Luo said is true. After all, they are a European team with a large number of superstars. Even a reserve player who comes to the Super League is an absolute main force, let alone Yang Luo now.

Zhang Xiao shook his head, but he still wanted to encourage his own little boy, and said, "Yang Luo, you are not bad, just use your cannonball-like shots to frighten them, I don't believe that group of foreigners are not afraid of death."

Yang Luo burst out laughing when he heard it, and said, "It seems that this is the only thing I can do." After speaking, Yang Luo lay down on the bed, and asked about the school: "After I left, what happened to the school?" Nothing happened here."

Zhang Xiao wiped the oil from his mouth and said, "Who do you think you are? The earth won't turn anymore after you leave. What a joke."

Yang Luo also knew that he was just a dispensable person, so he just asked, but Zhang Xiao seemed to think of something, and said: "By the way, Ling Feng came to the school yesterday to ask about you, and then left Yes, but there are two less people in our class at once, which really makes people uncomfortable."

Yang Luo was taken aback, Ling Fengfeng asked about his own affairs, which was quite unexpected, and quickly asked: "What did he ask?"

"Just to ask if you really went to Zhongneng, nothing else." Zhang Xiao replied.

Yang Luo nodded, talking about Ling Feng, it reminded him of that injured foot, "How is Ling Feng's foot injury?"

"The recovery is almost the same. By the way, next week when the industry will play against Yongchang, it is said that Ling Fengfeng will play, and we will all go to cheer for him." Zhang Xiao still had some excitement on his face when he talked about this incident.

Yang Luo nodded, smiled wryly and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to go, so add my oil too."

"You can't go again, well then, just add it for you, by the way, when are you leaving?" Zhang Xiao asked with some disappointment.

"Next week," Yang Luo said,

"Oh, next week... what! Next week" Zhang Xiao immediately stood up in surprise after hearing this.

"Well, the team stipulates that next week, the time is very tight, so I will tell you in advance." Yang Luo said.

Zhang Xiao sighed, although he was a little bit reluctant, but there was nothing he could do, "Yang Luo, we haven't been separated for so long since we were young, so you have to take care of yourself when you go out this time."

Listening to Zhang Xiao's crying voice, Yang Luo's nose was a little sore, but he still pretended to be strong, "Don't worry, I will take care of myself, and so will you."

"Yeah." Zhang Xiao kept nodding his head, "If someone bullies you over there, just say that I am the boss of Rongcheng, and I have more than 1 younger brothers under my command. Carefully fly over and kill him. Did you hear me?"

Yang Luo laughed when he heard that, this guy's bragging skills are really not covered, "How can it be 1, it must be [-]."

"Yeah, 100 million, 1000 million, drown him with saliva, and if it doesn't work, drag him out and flick him until he dies," Zhang Xiao shouted into the phone in disbelief.

The words could never be finished, and Yang Luo knew it, so after simply saying goodbye to Zhang Xiao, it was over.

Sitting alone on the bed, the phone was still in his hand. He actually wanted to say goodbye to someone, but a swaying figure at the door made Yang Luo frown.

"Xiaohao" Yang Luo hurriedly stood up.

At this time, Xiao Hao at the door lowered his head and walked in with a disheveled face, not at all as excited as usual.

"What's the matter? What happened?" Yang Luo thought something happened, so he hurried over.

Xiao Hao's eyes were red, and he raised his head to look at Yang Luo, "Why didn't you tell me about this."

Yang Luo was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he hadn't informed Xiaohao of the news about his trip to Europe, and immediately became apologetic, "I'm sorry, you were already asleep when you came back last night, and I forgot again today, I'm really sorry."

Xiao Hao stared at Yang Luo, tears welling in his eyes, "You're leaving right now, you haven't taught me how to shoot yet, and there's still that set of training,"

Yang Luo put his arms around Xiao Hao's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I will teach you before I leave."

Xiaohao seems to regard Yang Luo as a good friend. Although he is very reluctant, he knows that this trip to Europe is an opportunity for Yang Luo, and he cannot blame him, so he nodded, wiped away his tears, and said: "Okay, you But you have to keep your word, and you can't lie to me."

"Definitely," Yang Luo agreed.

In the afternoon, after Yang Luo and Xiao Hao finished their meal, they started training on the playground. Although the sun was very strong, they didn't mean to complain at all. They still talked and laughed like brothers.

The days passed quickly, and soon the day of Yang Luo's departure was ushered in.

After Yang Luo packed his luggage, he stood downstairs in the dormitory. At this time, Coach Yin and Coach Liu came over one after another.

"Yang Luo, are you ready?" Coach Yin came over and asked.

Yang Luo nodded and said, "Well, I'm ready."

Coach Yin nodded and said, "Go over there, perform well, and try to get a chance to play, so that we can be happy."

"Well, I must work hard." Yang Luo said.

"Well, if you have nothing to do, let's go, Lao Liu will see you off," Coach Yin said with a smile.

Just when Yang Luo was about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared at the top of the stairs, "Wait" and then saw Xiao Hao running out in a hurry, holding a piece of clothing in his hand.

"Yang Luo, take this." Xiao Hao ran over and handed an orange jersey to Yang Luo, and said, "This is my jersey, you take it."

Holding the warm jersey in his hand, Yang Luo nodded heavily.

Seeing that Yang Luo was about to leave, Xiaohao burst into tears and said, "When you miss me, look at the jersey and take care."

"Take care." Yang Luo's eyes turned red, and he turned around.

Looking at Yang Luo's back, Xiao Hao waved his hands and cried, "Yang Luo, come on, I'm waiting for you to come back."

Yang Luo walked one step at a time with his body behind his back. The feeling of parting was too uncomfortable. He didn't speak, but just raised his hand high, waved it, got into the car, and slowly drove away from the stadium as the car started.

(End of this chapter)