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Gao Zheng stood beside the red car and noticed the sign on the front of the car: "Fiat...500?"

"What 500? PUNTO!"

"I knew a Fiat 500..." Gao Zheng muttered. "The kid is well developed, and all cars are driving."

"My dad's..." Marcy scratched his head. "I only got my driver's license today."

Gao Zheng gave him a vigilant look: "You only got your driver's license today?"

"Yeah. Otherwise, how can I take you for a ride?" Marcy's expression "what do you think".

"Goodbye." Gao Zheng turned around and walked back.

Massey quickly pulled him: "My technique is very good! In fact, I will drive at the age of sixteen! If I can't legally get on the road without a driver's license... I am already an old driver!"

Gao Zheng looked at the mini two-door car and spread his hands: "Do you think I can sit down at this height?"

"The seat can be adjusted backwards..." As Marcy said, he pushed the co-pilot to the end for Gao Zheng very diligently, so there was enough leg room.

"Please get in the car, Your Majesty the Demon King!" He also made a gesture of invitation.

Gao Zhengqiang endured the impulse to turn around and walked into the car.

After closing the door in person for Gao Zheng, Marcy went around the driver's seat and got on the car.

Then he started the car, rolled down the window, and honked his horn: "Go! Don't lie in the small town of Boriasco all day long. Today I will take you to see the big city of Genoa during the day!"

Last time he took Gao Zheng to the nightclub to play at night, Gao Zheng did not see Genoa during the day...

Gao Zhenggan laughed twice: "Your words remind me of our big city of Tieling in China."

"Where is that?"

"A big city known in China..."

"Is it big?"

"Much larger than the big city of Genoa."

"Oh, cool! Then have a chance to check it out!"

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The red Fiat Pondo was driving fast and smoothly on the coastal road, the windows opened, and the sea breeze poured in with a slight smell.

The car CD is playing an Italian song. This song Gao Zheng has been heard in many different places. It is an old song with a high degree of singing in Italy.

"I have been looking for summer all year, and suddenly it came. She went to the beach, and I stayed in the city alone. I heard a plane crashing by on the roof. Azure, for me this afternoon Too blue and long..."

While driving, Marcy hummed, the song was blown out of the car by the wind, and spread all the way on the winding coastal road.

On the outer side of the road, there is a cliff formed by seawater erosion for many years. Below the cliff is an endless azure blue sea. In the afternoon sun shines on the surface of the sea, as if there are 10,000 small suns hidden in the waves. The white seabirds chirped across the sea, searching for their food in the churning waves.

On the other side of the coastal road, there are houses built according to the mountain, distributed stepwise on the ridge, and the rich colors are like flowers blooming in the green mountains under the sunshine.

There is a tunnel in front, passing through a short dark tunnel, accompanied by a slightly dazzling light, a large ocean is coming, and the car seems to jump directly from the highway into the sea.

The sea breeze blew head-on, although it was March, but it was not cold and it was refreshing.

Even Gao Zheng saw this beautiful scenery, but also a little stunned.

I used to have two points and one line between the rented house and the training base. I didn't care about my environment.

Gao Zheng, who has just returned from the one-year blank period to the right track, seems to be anxious, and wants to catch up with others' progress as soon as possible.

But now he feels it is not a bad thing to relax occasionally and slow down to appreciate the beautiful scenery around him.

Under the warm sunshine and sea breeze, he closed his eyes.

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Gao Zheng was woken up by Marcy.

"I kindly took you for a drive, but you were sleeping all the way!" Marcy said aggrievedly when he woke him up.

"Ah? Sorry, your singing is too hypnotic." Gao Zheng wanted to stretch his waist in the car, but his hands quickly hit the roof of the car, and he couldn't straighten it. "Where are we?"

Then he turned his head and saw a huge building.

"this is……"

"Welcome to Malasi Stadium!" Alberto Massi said excitedly, pointing at the huge building.

"Are you going to show me the game?" Gao Zheng was surprised.

"Of course not. The game has already started, and we don't have tickets either."

"Then you..." Gao Zheng puzzled.

Massey turned to look at the Marathi Stadium outside the car window, looking a little yearning: "Just show you here, we will play here in the future."

"Let's recognize the door first?" Gao Zheng whispered, he heard the loud noise from the court.

What's going on is Serie A.

He had never experienced such a scene when he was in AC Milan before. At that time, he had dreamed of wearing AC Milan's red and black sword and shirt, debuting at San Siro Stadium, scoring winning goals for the Red and Black Legion, and helping AC Milan win the championship...

Gao Zheng, who is 16 years old, has such a beautiful dream, and firmly believes that it will come true. Among those players at that time, it seemed that he was the most promising to approach this goal.

But now...

Gao Zhengmo held his chin and looked at the Marathi Stadium with an orange exterior wall in front of him. Although for him personally, this stadium is still considered a "monster", but compared to San Siro, it is much smaller... …After all, the difference between a stadium of more than 30,000 people and 80,000 people.

But even on such a small stage, it is not easy to go up.

"Do you know, Big Devil... Actually I envy you a little, and I also envy the Argentine kid."

Gao Zheng looked away and looked back at Marcy.

"You are all very talented people."

"You have talent too, Alberto, people without talent can't do this."

"Yes, you are right. But your talents are far above those of us. If we are geniuses among ordinary people, then you are geniuses among geniuses."

He has been yelled by Marcy as the "Great Demon King". Now when Gao Zheng heard Marcy's blatant praise, he could accept it...

"You and the Argentine kid will definitely be able to enter the first team in the future, but I don't know if I can. Don't look at our reserve team of more than 20 people, but in the end, we can really play in the first team. Personally...I'm not talking about Sampdoria's first team, I'm talking about all the first team. The thing of football... The elimination rate is too high, I am not very confident in my ability."

"There is no need to be arrogant, Alberto. You are a very capable central defender, as long as you don't touch me, ha!" Gao Zheng felt that the atmosphere in the car was a bit heavy, and he wanted to use jokes to dispel this atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, Marcy nodded seriously: "You are right, I will try not to be the enemy of the big devil."

"Hey, I'm just kidding..."

Massey didn't pay attention to Gao Zheng's self-justification, but continued to cross Gao Zheng's side and looked at the Marathi Stadium outside the window: "Whenever I have little confidence in my future, I will play at home. Came here on Sunday. But I never went in. I just looked outside, looked at the Marathi Stadium, and listened to the voices inside..."

Gao Zheng couldn't help closing his eyes when he found out that Ma Xi said that.

"... Just staying so quiet for a while, I seem to be able to regain the power to continue moving forward. Then I thought that one day, I can walk in here as a professional player."

"That must be able, Alberto."

Maxi smiled: "Thank you for your blessing, I think I can go on again."

Then he restarted the car.

"Go, let me take you to see Genoa. Do you want to go to the Columbus sculpture in front of the prince train station, or to the White House, the Red Palace? The New Palace and the Old Palace...they are all on the same street. Ferrari Square is also worth a visit. Go...and the aquarium!"

"I don't want to go to the aquarium with a man." Gao Zheng raised his hands and said. "Of course, such a romantic place must be reserved for beautiful girls."

Massi laughed, and the low mood just now could not see the shadow.

When the red Fiat Pondo drove out of the parking lot of the Marathi Stadium, Gao Zheng looked back at the orange stadium, which was faintly golden under the afternoon sun.

A stadium is not only a landmark of a city, but also a source of strength for those who love football in this city.

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At the south stand of the Marathi Stadium, Clariant Moretti and his companions stood in front of their seats, mostly silent. It's not just them. The entire Malasi Stadium seems to only hear the cheers of Palma fans.

Christian Zaccardo is running on the court, beckoning his teammates to celebrate the goal just now.

On the big screen in the corner of the stand, the latest score was scored: 0:1. Sampdoria at home was behind Palma.

The goal in the 65th minute was just a microcosm of Sampdoria's poor performance. From the beginning of the game, the fans did not see the hope of winning. The whole team seemed to have lost their souls. It was not eleven professional players running on the court, but eleven walking dead.

Moretti sighed.

I don't know why. Looking at the scene in front of him, he remembered the game I watched yesterday at the Ricardo Garone Stadium at Mugnani Sports Center.

He thought of the tall man.

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Mattia Palin bought a newspaper on the street and is the most influential local newspaper, "XIX Century."

On the sports page of the newspaper, he found a report about yesterday's reserve team "Lighthouse Derby". There was also a chapter of Gao Zheng's interview with reporters. The frontal photo was fairly clear.

"Hat Trick in Lighthouse Derby"

This is the headline of the newspaper.

"Another talented star in the Sampdoria reserve team appears!"

This is a subtitle.

The following text introduces the same city derby held yesterday between the reserve teams. Gao Zheng, who is a junior middle school, is naturally the focus of media reports.

"It turned out that he was Gao Zheng..." Palin only saw the name of his nightmare when he saw the newspaper.

But this report still did not mention how Gao Zheng came to Sampdoria from AC Milan, and even Gao Gao did not mention the matter of playing in AC Milan.

Had he not asked Gao Zheng personally after the game, he would have thought that his memory of the game with AC Milan U16 was a dream...

He really hoped it was a dream.

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PS, I won the game in England and Belgium in both games, and the Belgian score was also scored. But England is a bit close-if Walker doesn’t brainstorm that, I guess...

It's a pity.

The only consolation is that the South Korean team lost the ball-I have a lot to say about Korean football, so I won’t put it here to disturb everyone’s reading. You can move to my public account "linhaitinao11 (林海听涛阁)" Read the latest World Cup review articles.

In the next night between Colombia and Japan, Colombia will win by one goal.

The match between Poland and Senegal is likely to be a draw.

Russia and Egypt, I am still optimistic that Egypt beat Russia by two goals...

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