“…… In Sampdoria's home game against Varese in the second division, China's Gao scored another brilliant goal, picking out two Varese players in succession in the game, and then slotting the ball into Varese's goal with a beautiful turning volley...... With this goal, Sampdoria finally beat Varese 1-0 at home to get the team off to a flying start after the winter break...... I'm sure it's going to be a goal in the highlights countless times over the next week...... Next, let's enjoy Gao's wonderful goal again......"

In the office area of the newspaper "Nineteenth Century", a huge LCD television is hung, which is showing the highlights of the current round of Serie B produced by the TV station.

Many people who are not busy with work are gathered in front of the TV at this moment, holding coffee cups, looking up at the TV screen, in which Gao Zheng has just picked up Tellitz backwards, and then turned and volleyed until the ball flew into the goal, and Varese's goalkeeper Walter Bresson failed to make an effective save - he almost turned his head to send the football into the goal he was guarding.

"Oh! It's beautiful! ”

Although it has been seen many times, at this moment, there are still cheers and applause in the office area. These are Sampdoria supporters.

While they applauded Sampdoria's victory and Gao Zheng's beautiful goal, Frecello was in the editor-in-chief's office, making demands on him.

"I want to do an interview with Gao." Frecello said. "I've heard that the Trade Courier seems to be reaching out to him, and we're going to get ahead of the Trade Courier."

Editor-in-chief Vincenzo Camaneto nodded: "You're right, you can't let the Trade Courier take the lead." Is there anything you need to work with?"

"I'd like to be able to reserve a full-page ......"

"A full page," Camaneto exclaimed, then frowned, "Wouldn't it be too exaggerated?"

"Not at all, I don't even know if a full page is enough." Frecello said, "There are so many things worth digging into that kid, his Chinese identity, his experience in the reserves, his feud with Atezori, and AC Milan, who went through the academy at AC Milan and won the Under-16 national award, don't you want to know why such a good player didn't end up staying at AC Milan?"

"Isn't it because of a serious injury?"

"That's just one of the reasons...... And I heard that before coming to Sampdoria, he went to Sassuolo for a tryout, and he did quite well in the tryout, but why didn't he stay in Sassuolo in the end, but came to Sampdoria?"

The editor-in-chief of Frecello asked, Camaneto, was speechless, and then nodded: "So it seems that there are still a lot of secrets hidden in this Chinese genius......

"Of course, as long as you can dig them all out, I bet it will cause a lot of buzz in the city!"

Looking at his scrappy subordinates, Camaneto nodded: "Okay, I'll reserve a full page for you." ”

But if ......," Frecello wanted to get a little more for himself.

"If it's over, make it into the upper and lower parts, and put the next part to the next issue." Camaneto has the final word.

"Good!" Frecello was also pleased with the result.

He turned and strode out of the office, and the colleagues who had gathered around the TV had dispersed a lot, because it had now been broadcast to the other teams.

When Frecello passed by his colleagues' desks, he could still hear a muffled discussion, and the focus of the discussion was of course Gao Zheng.

“…… It's incredible, I always thought that Chinese couldn't play, but Gao changed my prejudice, he should be the best player in China......"

"I think that despite his high Chinese status, he is also outstanding. Sampdoria has really picked up a treasure this time! ”

"Atzori, that idiot, if he had trusted Gao in the first place, he wouldn't have fallen into this situation......"

"Ahem, can we stop mentioning him?"

Listening to such discussions, the corners of Frecello's mouth curled slightly.

The contradiction between Gao Zheng and Atzori was exposed by him, and this is also the most fulfilling thing he feels he has done so far. To put it arrogantly, he saved Sampdoria and changed Gao Zheng's fate.

And after he makes the interview, more people will know him, this time not because he is the representative of the player who bravely fought against Atezori, but because of the rising star who really speaks with strength.

Feng Shiyu was practicing singing with a guitar in the dormitory, and at this moment, the dormitory door was pushed open, and her singing stopped abruptly.

"Eh, don't stop, Sister Feng, keep going." Xiao Yingying waved her hand at Feng Shiyu.

"Ten yuan for a song, promise." Feng Shiyu stretched out her hand to Xiao Yingying.

Xiao Yingying slapped the thing in her hand in the palm of her hand: "Is it good to use a handsome guy to settle the account?"

That's a photo.

"The handsome guy is worth ten yuan in your heart" Feng Shiyu picked up the photo, "This is your ...... with which handsome guy"

Before she finished speaking, she was stunned.

Xiao Yingying smiled when she saw this: "This is the Chinese player who plays in Sampdoria!" I'll tell you it's a handsome guy, what a handsome guy! You look so handsome, you're stunned."

Feng Shiyu raised his hand to make a beating gesture: "You are going before Christmas, why are the photos only given to you now?"

"It's not that the person in charge of international students has severe procrastination," Xiao Yingying pointed to the handsome guy in sportswear in the photo and asked Feng Shiyu, "Just ask if you are handsome!" ”

Feng Shiyu looked at "Xiao Gao" in the photo and said lightly: "I don't think you are so handsome."

"Hmph, you're jealous, Sister Feng!"

"He's a man, I'm jealous of what he's doing" Feng Shiyu was amused.

"Uh...... Oh yes. Xiao Yingying also reacted.

"The handsome guy will pay you back." Feng Shiyu returned the photo to Xiao Yingying.

"Let me tell you, Sister Feng, he is good, enthusiastic and gentle, so many of us asked him for autographs and photos, he was not impatient at all, and he was all satisfied......"

Listening to Xiao Yingying praising him in front of her, Feng Shiyu nodded absentmindedly: "Well, I know ......"

"What do you know...... You didn't go. I regret it now."

"Regret ......" Feng Shiyu nodded, but then she grimaced at her roommate, "It's weird!" ”

Xiao Yingying snorted, ignored Feng Shiyu, took a photo of herself and the handsome guy and looked at it carefully, and there were words in her mouth: "The smile is exceptionally handsome, compared to him, the piano prince has become a little ordinary......"

Feng Shiyu listened to her roommate's muttering, subconsciously plucking the strings in her hands, and was still a little surprised by what she had just found - she really didn't expect that Xiao Gao, who looked quite ordinary, turned out to be a professional player......

Maybe it's a young player who can't play. The first free king of the Tang Dynasty

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