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"Xiao Yingying, is this what you said about watching football on the spot?"

Sitting in a bar, Feng Shiyao asked Xiao Yingying, who was looking up at the TV.

They are in a bar full of Sampdoria fans. These fans are wearing Sampdoria jerseys with beer in their hands and are watching the game on TV.

Xiao Yingying quickly pointed to a boy wearing glasses next to him and said, "Who told him to boast about what Haikou said can help us get the ticket, the result is bragging!"

The spectacles boy said very wrongly: "How can I know that Sampdoria's home game tickets are so hot, after all, it is the second division. At the time of the game, the home stadium was large and empty, and the tickets were easy to get. The result is different now... and we are too many..."

He refers to a dozen Chinese students around them like them.

This is a gathering event for international students, the theme is to watch Gao Zheng competition.

Originally this plan was ambitious. I wanted everyone to cheer Gao Zheng on the stands of the Marathi Stadium and let the Chinese five-star red flag appear on the stands of the Marathi Stadium to show the spirit of the Chinese students.

As a result, so many home games have not been able to get so many tickets.

So there is really no way, the event can only be changed to watch the live broadcast of the game in the bar, cheering for Gao Zheng.

"Hey, it's enough to see Gao Zheng's game, even if it's not on the spot..." Most of the international students are still good to talk, and there is no meaning to embarrass the organizers.

"Yeah, we also brought the national flag, and remember to send it to everyone when we take photos."

Feng Shiyao turned her attention to the game, and she asked Xiao Yingying strangely: "Don't you say that Gao Zheng is the core, why didn't he play?"

Xiao Yingying just asked Zhangkou to explain, and a boy smiled next to him: "It is said that it is because of poor health, so there is no starting. The beauty is the first time to participate in the activities of our international students. I have never seen it before..."

Feng Shiyao smiled politely at him: "Thank you."

But did not answer the subsequent questions.

Or Xiao Yingying explained to her: "Sister Feng is a busy man in school, how can I have so much time to eat, drink, and have fun? This time I went out to watch the ball, or did I force her out."

The boy said quickly: "How much Yingying will you force to pull afterwards? Your studies are important, but you still need to relax appropriately, and combine work and rest..."

Xiao Yingying saw that Feng Shiyao silently said two words to her from an angle that the boy couldn't see. From the perspective of her mouth, Sister Feng said "Yingying"...... Is this what Tu Hua Ma Huan called herself? ?

In fact, without sister Feng talking, Xiao Yingying can also feel the enthusiasm shown by Ma Huanyang. This is not the first time that she has participated in activities between international students, but Ma Huanyang is calling herself this for the first time.

So Xiao Yingying gave Ma Huan an embarrassing and polite smile: "Haha."

Ma Huanyang didn't seem to care about Xiao Yingying's attitude, or that Xiao Yingying was no longer in his eyes. He joined Feng Shiyao and introduced Gao Zheng to her enthusiastically: "Beauty is not a fan? Gao Zheng is a substitute, But as long as he comes off the bench, he will have a good performance, so now Sampdoria fans call Gao Zheng a "super bench"...Although he performs well on the court, Gao Zheng is actually a good contact in private Person, I have only been to the training base three times and he has been able to me remember..."

When Ma Huanyang said this, he caused envy and envy from the boys around him: "Gao Zheng even remembers you!"

"Brother, did you ask him to sign?"

"What's the signature? Our brother even has a group photo!"

Ma Huanyang looked at Feng Shiyao with a complex smile that was obviously flaunting but didn't want to express too directly.

"If you want Gao Zheng's signature and group photo, I can take you there."

Feng Shiyao also smiled awkwardly and politely: "Ah, no, thank you."

"You're welcome, there's no trouble. In fact, Gao Zheng is really easy to contact..." Ma Huanyang tried to work hard.

"Well, I know." Feng Shiyao rested his chin on his hand and answered absently while watching TV.

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Beraldi and his reserve teammates sat in a dedicated area to watch the game.

For this game, they collectively took a bus from Sassuolo to Modena.

Sassuolo is just a small town with only one course. That course is now the training ground for Sassuolo's first team and reserve team.

The first team's home court is Modena's Alberto Bralia Stadium.

This stadium can accommodate 21,000 people. Usually Sasolo can sit at 5,000 people in the game, which is a good attendance rate, but today Beraldi is almost eight or nine thousand people in the game.

Such attendance, I do not know whether it has anything to do with that matter... Anyway, even the media of Sassuolo and Modena are talking about it.

They are discussing that Sassuolo missed a super genius.

"Eh, Dominic, do you say that Gao Zhen is so powerful as the media said?" Teammate Manuel Mora sitting next to him asked curiously, he was born in 1994 and was transferred to the reserve team this season. He did not experience the situation where Gao Zheng came to the Sassuolo reserve team for a week of training last season.

Beraldi did not directly answer this question, but pointed to a black man sitting behind them and said, "You can ask Marios."

Mora turned around and turned his doubtful eyes on the black man.

Marios Konat first glared at Bellardi, then said to Mora helplessly: "Yes, it is really powerful..."

Konat even said that Gao Zheng played very well, which surprised Mora who asked the question. Knowing that Konat never praises people in the team, he is known for his bad speech.

"This……"

Looking at Mora's surprised expression, Beraldi cleared his throat: "It's a long story to say..."

"Don't say that!" Konate said to Beraldi with a disgraceful expression.

Beraldi made a grimace.

Mora asked a new question: "Since the height is so great, why didn't we sign a contract with him at first, is it true in the newspaper?"

Beraldi shook his head: "I don't know this. How much do ordinary players know about the decision of the club's top management?"

"Will that Gao hold his feet in this game and want to get revenge? Are we in danger?" Mora frowned and said with some anxiety.

"Relax, this is our home court." A teammate next to him patted him on the shoulder. "And football is not a sport that can be a single player. Gao is so powerful, he has to rely on his teammates. If it’s not good, it’s useless to be taller alone. In terms of overall strength, we are much stronger than Sampdoria. This can be seen from the league ranking."

The words of Gao Zheng were not taken seriously.

Beraldi glanced at him, speaking of reserve team forward Ricardo Babbutti.

He remembered this person. He was not in the reserve team last season. He was transferred to the reserve team until March last year, when Gao Zheng was already playing in the Sampdoria reserve team.

Therefore, he did not see Gao Zheng playing football, and lacked an intuitive impression of Gao Zheng's strength. Coupled with the current confrontation between the two armies, it seems to be a "politically correct" approach to devalue his opponents.

Beraldi smiled and patted Mora: "Yes, we are Sassuolo's players. Are we worried about the danger, aren't we interested in others?"

Babuti sat in the back row, overlooking Beraldi so high, and snorted slightly. He was dissatisfied that Beraldi did not leave a handle that he could use.

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Gao Zheng is warming up with his teammates in the warm-up area. He looks around.

Although he tried training in Sassuolo for a week, he was still very new to this stadium.

Sassuolo's original home is too small to meet the requirements, so he rented the Modena stadium to make his own home.

When he first came to Sassuolo for training, the hotel was in Modena. At that time, every day, Uncle Guo drove him between the hotel and Sassuolo.

As his performance in the Sassuolo training became better and better, he had begun to pay attention to the houses in the two places. He was wondering whether he would live in quiet Sassuolo or in the slightly prosperous Modena. .

Of course, he didn't have to struggle with this problem later, because he didn't need to live in Sassuolo or Modena.

While Gao Zheng was warming up, the TV broadcast footage followed him all the time.

No need to introduce, he is the most watched player in this game.

"Gao is warming up, but now the second half has just begun, I think I shouldn't let him play so early. But I know that everyone now most wants to watch the game after he played... Both players seem to have the same meaning-the score It hasn't been rewritten so far, it's still 0:0..." Silio teased the slightly dull game.

In fact, Sassuolo is still very active, but can't stand Sampdoria to shrink the defense and play negatively. Sassuolo has no good chance against Sampdoria, who has contracted defense. This game does not look good.

The TV broadcast even shot a Sasolo fan yawning in the stands.

The kick-off time for this game is two o'clock in the afternoon. For lazy Italians, this is still the lunch break. If the game is not good-looking, it is really easy to make people sleepy.

But to everyone's surprise, Gao Zheng, who had finished warming up, did not go straight back to the bench to sit, but came to the side of head coach Yachini and assistant coach Carrillo.

"Huh?" Silio also questioned. "What's the situation? Is Achini going to play high now?! It's only fifty-six minutes now... ten minutes from the second half to change the height? This is not in line with Achinini's previous habits...He used to be It was only sixty minutes before the high was sent, and it was either the second substitution or the third substitution, but he hasn’t used the substitutions yet..."

Polata snorted in front of the TV: "What's so surprising, this is a game against Sassuolo! Who doesn't know the story between Gao and Sassuolo? Want me to say if you let Gao start , How could it be so dull more than fifty minutes before the game?"

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Ma Huanyang really wanted to find a topic that was close to Feng Shiyao, but Gao Zheng didn't play, and the game was dull. He couldn't find the topic.

Although the game was indeed a bit boring, Feng Shiyao watched the game quietly throughout the journey and did not ask any questions. This also made Ma Huanyang unable to answer the call.

Therefore, in these 50-minute games, Ma Huan's attention was absent, his eyes always moved back and forth on the TV screen and Feng Shiyao's face.

At this moment, there was a burst of cheers in the bar, and Ma Huanyan, who was secretly staring at Feng Shiyao, was startled and conditionedly asked the people around him: "Did Sampdoria score a goal?"

"What! Gao Zheng is coming!" Someone corrected him.

Ma Huanyang then looked up at the TV screen and found that Gao Zheng was standing in front of the two coaches in Sampdoria. Head coach Yachinila pulled what she was telling him.

The narrator on TV said excitedly: "Okay! Gao Yao came off the bench! It is now fifty-six minutes, leaving him more than thirty minutes. This is his first appearance on the Sampdoria first team bench. The longest time since kicking! Obviously Akini knows it too!"

Hearing this sentence, Sampdoria fans and Chinese students in the bar laughed.

Everyone understands.

In the laughter, Feng Shiyao raised his head and focused his eyes on the man on the TV screen.

It looks no different from Xiao Gao she knows... Even with that jersey, it's hard to connect him to the star who can cheer everyone on the sidelines.

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Archini looked up at Gao Zheng standing in front of him and smiled and said, "I don't think I need to say anything, right?"

Gao Zheng quickly waved his hand: "Coach, let's say a few words, don't be special."

"Kick as you think." Archini patted his back and pushed him towards the fourth official. "Let Sasolo regret it! It's a pity that their boss didn't come today, maybe it was intentional?"

"I don't know." Gao Zheng smiled and shook his head, and walked to the fourth official. He saw that the other party was losing his number-40 on the huge electronic substitution number board. The number of the player replaced-99.

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