When Feng Shiyao and Xiao Yingying passed by a newsstand, Xiao Yingying suddenly pointed to a newspaper that was put out and said excitedly to Feng Shiyao: "Look, Sister Feng, this is that handsome guy!"

Feng Shiyao looked over and found a very eye-catching photo on the front page of the 19th Century Newspaper. In the photo, a player wearing a blue jersey and white shorts was spreading his arms in front of the fans in the stands. Although Feng Shiyao never watched the game, it was also obvious that this figure was enjoying the cheers from the fans in the stands.

"You can recognize this back?"

Xiao Yingying simply pulled Feng Shiyao over, picked up the newspaper and pointed it to Feng Shiyao: "Look at the name on his jersey, 'gao', Gao! This handsome guy is called Gao Zheng, it's him!"

Feng Shiyao also noticed the three letters on the number.

She remembered the name of the person’s WeChat ID.

It's really him.

Yesterday I thought maybe I was just a young player who couldn't play in the game, but now looking at this photo, it's obvious that he is very popular...

The title on the photo is: "Genius gao's genius gaol"

Genius...

The review is quite high.

The main text is in the sports version, Feng Shiyao quickly flips to the corresponding page and browses the main text.

"... In a second league game that ended yesterday, Sampdoria defeated Varese at home with a talented genius goal... This is already Gao's fifth league goal this season, and he has only played seven times, and his efficiency is amazing..."

"Hey, little girl, if you want to read it..." The owner of the newsstand spoke to remind the two girls from the Eastern Front that they would not allow them to stand in front of them and read the newspaper in vain. When the newspaper is finished reading it, they will put down the newspaper and leave. If they don't pay a penny, wouldn't they lose?

"Oh, sorry..." Xiao Yingying quickly apologized and wanted to return the newspaper.

But Feng Shiyao took out the change coins and put them in front of the boss: "We bought it, thank you."

Then she pulled Xiao Yingying away from the newsstand.

"Eh? Huh?" Xiao Yingying looked at Feng Shiyao in surprise, "Sister Feng, aren't you not interested in football..."

Feng Shiyao also came to her senses. It was too natural to pay for the newspaper just now. She tried to stuff the newspaper that she had not finished reading into Xiao Yingying's hand: "I bought it for you, I know you like handsome guys."

"Wow, Sister Feng, you are so nice!" Xiao Yingying took the newspaper and said happily.

But Feng Shiyao glanced at the newspaper in Xiao Yingying's hand in a hidden way, trying to see what was written in the main text of the report...

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After the training, Gao Zheng met the club's media public relations director on the sidelines, and he also brought a familiar reporter.

"This is Mr. Frechello, a reporter from The 19th Century. He wants to give you an exclusive interview." The head of media public relations pointed at the reporter beside him and said to Gao Zheng.

Frechelo raised his hand and greeted Gao Zheng: "Hi, Gao."

Because of the "Atzori Exit" campaign, Frecello has been in contact with Gao Zheng more than once. In so many episodes, this reporter with the team is naturally one of the most familiar reporters Gao Zheng has.

"Hello, Mr. Frechelo. The interview is fine, but can you wait for me to take a shower? I'm like this..."

"Haha! No problem, no problem at all. I'll wait for you in the restaurant. I can have a meal together after the interview." Frechello agreed very simply.

As a result, when Gao Zheng finished taking a shower, changed his clothes, and came out of the locker room, he saw that the staff in the restaurant had started eating. He felt that it was strange that he and the reporter were sitting among a group of people eating, so he suggested that everyone just had an exclusive interview while having a meal.

After hearing Gao Zheng's suggestion, Frechelo laughed: "You are the first player I have ever seen to take the initiative to tell me to interview while having dinner. I have never seen such a request."

Gao Zheng spread his hands: "It's not a video interview anyway. If you don't say it, how could anyone who reads the report know that this was done during the meal?"

But Frechello smiled and shook his head and said, "No, I decided to release this as an interview note. You are so interesting, Gao."

"Okay, I'm actually hungry..." Gao Zheng touched his stomach, "I suddenly felt hungry after taking a shower. In addition, in China, it's normal to chat while eating and talk about things..."

"Okay, I accept your advice and let us conduct an exclusive interview while having a meal." Frechello couldn't hide his smile.

Then the two went to the ordering table to pick up the meals with stainless steel plates, cooked the meal and returned to their seats. Frechello turned on the recorder and started this special interview while eating.

"First of all, the question that Sampdoria fans may be most concerned about - you have been a substitute since you appeared on the game, so when can you play as a starting player?"

"This... my physical fitness is probably not enough to support the full game. Although I have been working hard to improve my physical fitness, this thing has never been what I am good at. As for when I can play the full game, you still have to ask the head coach - Ah, I am not using your mouth to complain to the head coach, I just say that everything is followed by the coach's arrangements, just like when I was in the reserve team. I will do whatever Coach Bruno arranges it. The facts have proved that this effect is very good." Gao Zheng answered very frankly.

Frechelo nodded with satisfaction: "I know, don't worry, I'm not those unscrupulous journalists, I won't misinterpret what you mean."

"I knew Mr. Frechelo was a real media person." Gao Zheng also gave him a high hat.

"It's a great honor to be praised by a talented star!"

Both of them laughed.

Perhaps this very informal method made both parties relax, so the next interview was very effective.

Some questions are even no longer in the interview outline Frechero had prepared in advance.

Seeing that the atmosphere was quite harmonious, Frechello decided to ask a sensitive question: "Gao, I plan to ask you a more sensitive question. If you don't want to, you can refuse to answer it. There is no problem."

Gao Zheng smiled and nodded: "Okay."

"Well, that's right. We all know that you were training at the AC Milan Youth Training Camp and also won honors at AC Milan U16. So why... would you leave AC Milan?" When asked this question, Frechello was staring at Gao Zheng. He had made plans. If Gao Zheng refused to answer this question, he could at least guess some of his inner thoughts by carefully observing Gao Zheng's expression changes.

But unexpectedly, after hearing this question, Gao Zheng's expression on his face did not change at all. He still said with a smile: "Ah, this is very simple. I suffered a serious injury when I was in AC Milan, so I left AC Milan."

"Hey, is that all?" Frechello was surprised.

"Well, that's it."

Frecello didn't expect that things were so simple. It wouldn't be so simple, right? So he asked again: "Injury is a very common thing for players. There shouldn't be a few who have never been injured, even if they are seriously injured. Since you performed so well in AC Milan before, they should have no reason to let you leave the team because you had a serious injury?"

"It wasn't them who asked me to leave the team, but I took the initiative to terminate the contract with the club." Gao Zheng smiled and said another answer that shocked Frechello.

"You quit the contract on your own initiative? Why? Do you know how many players dream of playing in AC Milan..."

"Since I was seriously injured, it was difficult to play in the team at that time. I think it would be better to leave instead of staying. After all, AC Milan has an extraordinary special status in my mind. I don't want my last memories in AC Milan to be painful and dark, which will affect my feelings for her..."

When Gao Zheng said this, Frechello kept observing Gao Zheng's expression. He found that Gao Zheng's smile was actually sincere and his attitude was sincere... This young man really thought so?!

"So although your final result in AC Milan was not very good, your relationship with AC Milan was not affected?" Frecello confirmed.

Gao Zheng nodded: "Well, I said that AC Milan always has an extraordinary special status in my mind."

Frecelo frowned and said, "I heard you went to Sassuolo for a tryout, but didn't stay there. The owner of Sassuolo is a fan of AC Milan. He must have extraordinary feelings for AC Milan clubs, so why didn't you come together in the end?"

Gao Zheng spread his hands: "I don't know this. I have never met Sassuolo's boss. I have no idea whether he is an AC Milan supporter."

"Okay, I understand. Let's talk about something relaxing and interesting... What do you think of Genoa's Focacha?" Frechello also knew the degree and did not keep getting entangled with such sensitive issues. In this way, even if the respondents are willing to cooperate now and too much, they may lose patience and politeness.

"A hundred times better than what I had when I was in Milan!"

Frechelo laughed. I believe that those Sampdoria fans will be very happy to see this answer. After all, Focaccia can be regarded as a delicacy that Genoa locals are proud of, although it is simple and ordinary.

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The dinner was already over when the interview was finished. Outside the training base, Frechelo and Gao Zheng said goodbye: "I probably sorted it out. There was enough content in the interview, so..."

Gao Zheng hurriedly said, "If you can't let go, just delete some..."

Frechello stared at him with wide eyes: "What are you thinking, Gao? How could I delete such a wonderful interview? In fact, I can't bear to throw away a word! Don't worry, the editor said, if you can't put it in one issue, you can put it in two issues!"

"Can you still have a serialized interview?" Gao Zheng was surprised.

Frecello smiled happily and said, "Of course, most people can't enjoy such treatment, but you are different. Are you ready to be a celebrity? The 19th Century is Genoa's most influential media."

"It's no wonder that everyone is used to me in Boriasco." Every time Gao Zheng left the apartment, whether it was shopping or training, he met residents of those small towns on the way, at most, everyone would just warmly say hello to him, and there would be no exaggerated scenes of being surrounded by dozens of people and unable to move forward.

"I mean Genoa, the whole Genoa is a big city!" Frecello opened his arms. "Will you go to Genoa?"

"Uh, I'll go occasionally." Gao Zheng lied. In fact, since he had a party with Masi on Christmas, he had never left the town of Boriasco.

"I suggest you prepare a hat and sunglasses that cover half of your face next time."

Gao Zheng thought I had done this, except not wearing sunglasses... But he still thanked Frechello for his kind reminder: "I will pay attention."

"So goodbye, Gao. Thank you for accepting my interview. This interview in the cafeteria is a unique experience for me." Frechello took a camera. "Although it was not a video interview, I still took a few photos. I will attach photos at that time to prove that I have really interviewed you in the restaurant."

"Then you can't choose the ones that I'm ugly. You said I'm going to be famous, of course you should also pay attention to your image, right?"

"Haha! I will send you all the photos, it's up to you to decide!"
Chapter completed!