Chapter Seventy-One: Old Rivals
“…… Welcome to the Estadio Calderón to watch Atletico Madrid host Juventus in the Champions League group stage. This is the first meeting between the two teams in a European competition, not the Champions League, but a European competition, including the UEFA Cup and the Cup Winners...... Yes, it's so amazing, there are only so many participating teams in Europe for so many years, but Juventus and Atletico Madrid are meeting in Europe for the first time! Fabio Careza told the Italian fans in front of the TV. At the same time, this is also the first time Gao has met an Italian team after moving to La Liga. ”
Borata and his son sat in front of the TV and watched the Champions League live broadcast.
A close-up of Gao Zheng appeared on the TV, and Borata said with some excitement: "It looks stronger than before!" Under Simeone, physical strength is the most important thing! ”
The son said next to him: "You were worried that his body would not be able to adapt to Simeone's tactics......
"It turns out that Gao is better than I thought!" Borata didn't feel embarrassed at all, he always found an angle to praise Gao Zheng.
The TV broadcast then gave Atletico Madrid centre-back Godin a close-up: "Uruguayan centre-back Godin was the last player to score Gianluigi Buffon's goal so far, and that was in the third group game of this summer's World Cup in Brazil, when Godin headed past the Italian national team from a corner. Gianluigi Buffon has kept a clean sheet ever since, and it has been 980 minutes so far. This is a remarkable achievement......"
"Gianluigi Buffon's form is really good, it's really worrying that Atletico Madrid won't be able to score...... ' his son sighed.
Borata snorted, "Isn't that good?" The stronger the opponent, the more powerful it can be! ”
"Dad, you're really ......"
"What's wrong with me?"
"That's wise!" The son gave his father a thumbs up, and the father withdrew his eyes from staring at his son and looked back at the television.
"I just don't know when Gao will score...... " his son muttered as he stared at the TV.
"In ninety minutes." Boratta gave him an affirmative answer.
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“…… Although Juventus have not conceded a goal for 980 minutes this season and won all six games in all competitions, it does not mean that they are without hidden dangers...... "At home, He Ping is comforting Chinese fans who are frightened by the statistics. "In last season's Champions League group stage, Juventus only got one point from three away games, and in the end they failed to qualify from the group. Juventus got off to a good start in the Champions League this season, beating Malmo at home. The real test is on the road. Atletico Madrid's home stadium, the Estadio Calderón, is a very difficult ......"
"Atletico Madrid won five at home in the Champions League last season, won 17 of their last 19 European home games, and have won all of their last five European meetings with Serie A sides – including the 4-3 home win over Sampdoria last season...... It will not be easy for Juventus to break down such a home stadium. ”
He will definitely offend many domestic Juventus fans by saying this, but it doesn't matter, what can be more than a player who supports his own country?
It's completely different from the previous game between two European teams that have nothing to do with China.
However, Feng Shiyu and Xiao Yingying did not stay in front of the TV to watch the game today.
Because they still have to work.
The recording of the album is in the final stages, and it is planned to finish the recording of the album in one go today.
The recording work is not over until the Champions League game is about to begin, and now both Feng Shiyu and Xiao Yingying are still in the recording studio, the staff has just finished supper, and Feng Shiyu is alone in the recording studio.
And Xiao Yingying, who has no job for the time being, found a corner, curled up on the sofa, quietly took out the iPhone connected to the power bank, and turned on the text live broadcast.
Because of sound insulation and other reasons, the mobile phone signal in the recording studio is not very good, and the WIFI speed is not fast enough, so there is no way to directly use the mobile phone to open the TV live broadcast, and can only choose the live broadcast of pictures and texts.
Although this is not very exciting compared to live TV, it is indeed the best solution that can be taken in the current situation - let Xiao Yingying not pay attention to the live game?
How is that possible?
Do you think she's just what she wants to see as a die-hard fan?
"It's the last song, let's insist on the poem, work hard, and strive to finish recording it in one go." The agent Uncle Zhang cheered Feng Shiyu in the recording studio through the microphone.
Feng Shiyu gestured to him with an "OK" gesture.
The agent then nodded to the tuner and stepped back. He didn't find a chair to sit down, or rest on the sofa like Xiao Yingying, but leaned against the wall with his hands on his chest, and kept looking at Feng Shiyu behind the glass window.
He was a little nervous.
This is the first album in Feng's career as a singer, and everyone has put a lot of effort and energy into it. He naturally hopes that Feng Shiyu's album can be an instant hit.
After all, no matter how well the talent show sings and how many fans there are, if you can't get an album with enough weight, the heat brought by the talent show will soon begin to dissipate with the start of the new season of the talent show.
Feng Shiyu must get rid of the label of "talent singer" and become a real professional singer, and the album is particularly important.
He followed the production of Feng Shiyu's album throughout the process, and now that the recording has reached the final step, he hopes to be able to record it smoothly and live up to everyone's expectations.
He prayed in his heart to all the gods he could think of.
Bless Feng Shiyu's debut album with all the smooth production, and the listing is a big hit!
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Gao Zheng stood outside the center circle, looking at Juventus players Llorente and Tevez who were preparing to kick off inside.
Juventus, wearing a fluorescent green away shirt, was a bit unfamiliar – he had never seen Juventus in such a colour when he played at Sampdoria.
Juventus' squad hasn't changed much from what he was familiar with last season, and he's seen a lot of familiar faces in it.
He suddenly thought of Sampdoria, wondering how his former team-mates are doing now, and whether the Europa League and league double-fronts will drag down their performance?
Did Berardi's kid prop up the team's attack?
Thinking about it, he also thought of the Sampdoria fans, of the fat boss of Focaccia, Borata, and some of the focaccia of his family, which is not eaten at all in Madrid......
Just when Gao Zheng was distracted, a whistle woke him up, and at the same time, a huge noise came to his face with the whistle.
"Referee Felix Bruch blows the whistle and the game begins!"