After conceding the first goal, Palin was able to step up and boost morale, and this time, he himself was in deep confusion.

"Strange ......," he muttered.

He felt more and more familiar to the tall figure, but he couldn't remember why it was so familiar.

In Perrin's stunned effort, Genoa reserve coach Corradi has made adjustments.

Now that Sampdoria reserves have just equalised, the morale must be boosted, this is their home stadium and they will certainly not accept a draw in such a situation, so they will definitely attack in the next game.

And this is an opportunity for the Genoa reserves.

As long as you shrink the defense and play the defensive counterattack, you will definitely be able to wait for the opportunity to counterattack, and when the time comes, it will be very exciting to beat them at Sampdoria's home stadium!

So he called the captain of the game, André Donineri, to the sidelines and gave him a good lecture.

Next, Doninelli will pass on the manager's latest instructions to his teammates.

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The Sampdoria fans in the stands were teasing Clarian Moretti: "Clariant, what did you just say about that tall man's weakness? ”

Clariant spread his hands: "I don't remember!" ”

There was a burst of happy laughter from the stands: "Hahahahaha!! ”

From being two goals down to pulling two goals back, they are in a very good mood right now.

'The lads in the reserve squad are really full of energy, completely different from the stars in the first team, and they should have been in the first team for a while!' Someone was indignant.

"Well, don't think about unpleasant things at this time."

"There's a first-team game tomorrow afternoon, I'm still hopeful, I don't believe that we who finished fourth last season can really be in the second division next season, hey!"

The conversation quickly turned to the first team.

In a football club, the first team is the priority, the focus of everyone's attention.

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"Genoa has shrunk their defense, is this trying to hold on to the draw?" On the sidelines, Sampdoria Reserves' assistant coach Casirio was puzzled.

"No, they're trying to defend and counterattack." Bruni said.

Casirio raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "Twenty minutes to go......"

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After Gao Zheng scored a goal and an assist, he was defended more strictly.

As he passed the ball, he heard an exclamation, and then jumped to his feet with his body's sensitivity to fouls — which was perhaps the only physical benefit of the serious injury that year.

Still, he's a little slower. Something on his spikes almost made him lose his balance, but luckily he only stumbled after landing and didn't fall to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, his nearest teammate Sampietro rushed over and roared behind him: "Jelenich, what the do you want!" ”

Gao Zheng turned around and saw Jelenic lying on the ground, maintaining a tackle posture.

He spread his hands and said to the angry Sampietro: "I went to the ball......"

There were also boos from the Sampdoria fans in the stands, who were unhappy with Jelenic's action, a side-to-back tackle, which would almost certainly be carded in the professional league.

Considering that this is a lighthouse derby, even for the reserve team, which is no less intense than the average professional league – and that the two sides have already received a total of five yellow cards before that – the referee of the game, Mirko Manjaraldi, pulled a yellow card out of his pocket and motioned for Jelenic to get up from the ground.

Jelenic got up from the ground and defended himself innocently: "I really went for the ball, I didn't touch him, you see he is still standing well......" He pointed to Gao Zheng.

More Sampdoria players surrounded him: "What do you mean by that action, you know it in your own heart!" ”

The Genoa players also rushed to the rescue of their teammates, separating him from the Sampdoria players.

There was a bit of a skirmish between the two sides.

Marcy didn't go to Jelenich for trouble, but cared about Gao Zheng: "Are you okay?" ”

Ever since he knew that Gao Zheng's left foot had been sentenced to death, he had been particularly concerned about Gao Zheng's left foot, and even more so than Gao Zheng himself......

Gao Zheng shook his head: "It's okay." He just rubbed the spikes of my shoes, but he didn't touch me......"

Marcy frowned, "How can you speak for that bastard?" ”

"Seek truth from facts." Gao Zheng smiled.

Marcy thought that Gao Zheng took the initiative to admit the hidden danger of his left foot to the coach and sports manager before signing the team, and suddenly felt that the demon king was a little lacking: "Honesty also depends on people, you are honest with a bastard like Jelenich, and in the end you can only get you hurt!" ”

Gao Zheng pointed to the yellow card in the referee's hand: "He's already going to eat cards, I hope this can calm him down." ”

Marcy pouted: "I hope so......"

With what he knew about Jelenich, he thought it was completely impossible. But since Gao Zheng believes in others so sincerely, he seems to be embarrassed to pour cold water on the kind and simple Gao Zheng......

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Despite Jelenic's explanation, he still received a yellow card.

Jelenic had no choice but to keep waving his arms at the referee and using rich and exaggerated body language to express his displeasure.

He was really dissatisfied, he didn't cause harm to Gao Zheng, but let himself eat a yellow card, he felt that he had lost.

And because of this yellow card, he had to be careful in the next game. Now that he's on the referee's watchlist, at this point, he can only keep a low profile.

He looked at Gao Zheng.

That's a bargain kid......

But you're lucky for just once, stupid big one.

Next time, don't even think about dodging!

Before the game is over, get ready to cry and get off the court, bastard!

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After the game restarted for a while, Gao Zheng pulled out of the penalty area and withdrew to the midfield. He tilted his head from side to side to see that he was still in Sturalo's defensive zone, and the midfielder kept an eye on him, but he didn't stick to it, otherwise there would be a gap behind him.

When Gao Zheng saw this scene, he turned his eyes to other places, he was looking for someone.

When he saw Jelenich, he smiled slightly, and then ran slowly.

Gao Zheng, who ran over, did not immediately ask his teammates for the ball, but kept dangling in front of Jelenic's eyes while observing the situation on the field.

A few minutes later, when the ball was passed to this side, he raised his hand to his teammates.

After the football passed, Gao Zheng did not immediately pass the football out, nor did he want to take the ball forward, he stopped the football, looked up to observe the situation on the field, and seemed to be a little hesitant, not knowing where to pass the football.

Jelenic took the opportunity to lean in, and he looked careful.

This time he didn't come up and just made a tackle because he remembered a yellow card on him......

However, looking at Gao Zheng looking up and observing, completely ignoring the football under his feet, he was still a little itchy - isn't this a good opportunity to steal the ball?

Those Sampdoria players seemed to trust the stupid big man, and when he got the ball, there was no one close to him. If you can snatch the ball from his feet, wouldn't there be a good chance of launching a counterattack to take the lead?

Once this thought had taken shape in Jelenich's mind, it could no longer be suppressed.

Thinking of this, Jelenic glanced at Gao Zheng and found that the other party had a movement to turn his head to look at the side.

Opportunity!

Jelenic stretched out his foot and stabbed the football.

But just when his foot was just stretched out, Gao Zheng, who seemed to be indifferent to the football under his feet, suddenly passed the football horizontally with the inside of his right foot, and he jumped up the moment he finished passing the ball.

At this time, Jelenich's foot also poked over and rubbed the tip of Gao Zheng's right foot.

At the same time, a scream rang out in Jelenich's ears.

When he came to his senses, he found the big stupid man lying in front of him, his hands on his right foot, his brow twisted into Roman numeral III, and his expression was very painful......

He was stunned, what's going on?

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Sanpietro threw up his arms again and roared loudly.

Marcy rushed towards Gao Zheng, who fell to the ground.

The rest of the Sampdoria players pounced on Jelenic once again.

At the same time, the stands resounded with shrill boos from Sampdoria fans.

There was a short whistle in the boos.

Referee Manjaraldi blew his whistle and ran to the scene of the accident to separate the two players.

Sanpietro yelled at him: "That bastard has been several times! He did it on purpose! Mr. Referee, apparently he didn't take your warning seriously! ”

Ma Xi, who rushed to Gao Zheng, grabbed his arm: "How are you, your left foot is fine!" His voice trembled.

Gao Zheng also grabbed Marcy's arm with his backhand: "Tap, Alberto, you pinched me......"

"Where's the pain? Is it the left foot? Marcy was even more flustered, and the hand holding Gao Zheng's arm was even harder.

"Of course it hurts from the arm you pinched......," Gao Zheng gasped, frowned and said with a very painful expression.

Whoever looks at this scene will feel that Gao Zheng has suffered a very serious foul.

Bruni, the head coach of Sampdoria's reserve team who was off the pitch, also got up from his seat and raised two fingers into the field: "Twice!" Twice in a row! ”

He was reminding the referee.

Marcy was stunned: "Arms? What about your left foot? ”

"What left foot?" Gao Zheng looked confused.

Jelenich...... That bastard, didn't he shovel you? Marcy was even more puzzled.

"Yes, he rubbed the sole of my shoe, but it wasn't my left foot, it was the sole of my right foot...... Alberto, can you help me see, does the referee mean to play cards? Gao Zheng lay on the ground and did not look up.

Marcy's mind was confused, but he obediently glanced up at the referee.

Manjaraldi dispelled the players in front of him with one hand and reached for the pocket behind his shorts with the other......

"It's time to dig the cards......"

"Alright, pull me up, slow down."

"You'd better wait for the team doctor, right?"

"Don't, when the team doctor comes up, I will follow him off the field......" Gao Zheng was about to get up.

Seeing this, Marcy hurriedly helped him up and pulled him up.

As soon as he got up, Gao Zheng saw the referee holding two cards in his hand, one yellow and one red.

Jelenic will receive a second yellow card for what he has just done, and then the two yellow cards will make up for a red card - he has been sent off!

Jelenic desperately explained to the referee: "I really didn't touch him!" I really, really didn't touch him! ”

Then he saw Gao Zheng standing up, and hurriedly pointed at him and said to the referee: "He is a fake fall!" You see there's nothing wrong with him! I just want to grab the ball......"

Gao Zheng ignored him, lowered his head and slowly moved his right foot, as if he was observing the condition of the kicked right foot.

Referee Coman Jarraldi didn't reply, so he said to Jelenic: "This is the second time in a row, you don't need to explain, go down and calm down!" ”

Then he issued a yellow card, then a red card, and sent Jelenic off the field!

"Are you alright?" Marcy didn't care much about Jelenich's fate, and he asked Gao Zheng with concern.

But Gao Zheng replied with a smile: "Of course it's okay, I said, he just rubbed the soles of my shoes." ”

Looking at Gao Zheng's smile, listening to what he said, and thinking about his series of reactions just now, something suddenly churned in Alberto Masi's mind, he covered his mouth and lowered his voice and said, "You...... Fake fall?! ”

Gao Zheng frowned: "Eh, what are you talking about, he did kick me." ”

"But it just rubbed ......"

"yes, I look weak." Gao Zheng smiled.

Marcy couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and he suddenly realized a problem:

I'm stupid, yes, I'm stupid.

I actually forgot that Gao is the Great Demon King, and how can the Great Demon King be a good stubble?

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PS, last night's two matches, the most worth talking about were of course Argentina and Iceland.

I thought Ronaldo's hat-trick would spur Messi into a stronger performance, isn't that what the two of them have done at the club all these years?

But I forgot that the Argentine national team is not Barcelona......

Let's not talk about the result of the game, I can only say that Messi's psychological endurance is really a cliché.

It's the same penalty, Ronaldo can score, he plays a goalkeeper's favorite angle, this is by no means a problem of ability, this is a psychological problem.

I thought about it and thought it should look like this:

Ronaldo has been scolded a lot since his debut, he was scolded for fake falls at Manchester United, scolded for fancy actions, and was scolded by the media all over England in the 2006 World Cup because of the blink. Later, he transferred to Real Madrid, and was constantly scolded in direct competition with Messi, especially when the number of Golden Balls was far behind Messi, he was ridiculed for "forcibly being arrogant", and he only got three votes for the Golden Ball Awards...... As a penalty taker, he scored a lot of penalty kicks, and was scolded as a "ball jade", ironizing that Ronaldo was scored more penalty goals by Messi, the king of the ball - as a result, when the penalty kick is needed in the World Cup, Ronaldo scored, Messi did not score, can anyone say that playing a penalty is not a big deal? Putting pressure under pressure is also a skill that you have to master as a top star.

Perhaps it is the constant scolding and ridicule that has made Ronaldo develop a steely heart.

And Messi has been praised by thousands of people since his debut, held in the palm of Barcelona's palm, let Ronaldinho protect him and teach him, and finally make room for him...... This path may have been too smooth, but it made him appear less tough and stubborn in the face of extreme pressure.

Compared with Ronaldo, he is a collection of thousands of favors, and the world is too good to him, so fate is too cruel to him......

Actually, there is a lot more to say, such as Iceland.

But I thought about it, let's put it in the official account, there are too many things to say here, and it will also affect everyone's reading. So in the future, it's just put it on the official account.,After all, after it's put on the shelves.,It's still said in the chapter.,That's a fee.,Just say a few words in the chapter......

So don't forget to add my WeChat public account: linhaitingtao11, the name is "Lin Hai Tingtao Ge". If I could, I would like to write a daily reflection on the World Cup – as long as it doesn't interfere with my normal fiction writing, after all, my manuscript is already in jeopardy after the World Cup starts......

The prediction for today's game will be put on the 5 p.m. update, thank you.