"... Gao scored two goals in a focus match that just ended, helping Sampdoria beat Juventus 2-1 away, and this was when Sampdoria was sent off 30 minutes into the opening game... Gao also continued to maintain his first ranking in the league scorer list with these two goals. Now he has scored 18 goals..."

"Cavani also completed an outbreak in this round of the league. In Napoli's home match against Roma, he scored a hat-trick, helping the team beat Roma 4-1 at home. These three goals allowed his goals to rise to 16, surpassing Salavi in ​​Milan, becoming the second in the scorer list, and the highest distance was only two goals... Cavani's outbreak fully proves how stupid it is to announce the reservation of the Golden Boot when the league only started thirteen rounds..."

Saravi turned off the TV and the room fell into silence and darkness.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the street view outside. The city was still in a prosperous state.

But Salavi's mood was completely different from the last time he was.

In the last round of the league where Milan defeated Siena 2-1, he played for 90 minutes but failed to score.

This is because he has not scored in two consecutive games.

When Gao Zheng failed to score in just one game, he was besieged by the media. He did not score in two consecutive games but still did not lack support.

But he doesn't want such support, he wants goals.

He didn't score in two consecutive rounds, and his goal count was fourteen. Cavani overtook him and became sixteen goals, two more than him.

Gao Zheng was even more exaggerated, with eighteen goals, four goals ahead of himself.

He wanted to grab the golden boots from Gao Zheng. How could he grab such a performance?

He was very dissatisfied with his performance in these two games.

In fact, his performance is not bad, as can be seen from the media ratings after the game.

But for Salave himself, as long as he doesn't score, he will be considered a poor performance.

The next round of the league will be the match between Milan and Sampdoria.

In Salave's original plan, he tied Gao Zheng in these two rounds of the league, and then met Gao Zheng in the next round of the league, had a direct conversation, and scored a goal to overtake Gao Zheng, so that he could see Gao Zheng's wonderful expression in person...

As a result, all such a great plan was ruined.

The four-goal gap means he will play a big four in the next round, and Gao Zheng will have to miss a single goal.

To be honest, when Saravi thought of this, the first thought that popped up in his mind was "impossible".

What a great young man, how can it be so easy to accomplish?

But the next second he realized that it was difficult to be a senior? Then why can Gao perform a senior in San Siro?

Is it impossible for me to score four goals at home in Sampdoria, or is it even more impossible for Gao to complete his senior year against Milan?

Since he can do his first time in eighty-three years, why am I inferior to him?

I am the one who wants to defeat him. If I admit defeat here, wouldn’t it be too frustrating?

Yes, four balls are just four balls. There is no reason to be good, so I can't!

Salave felt the power back into him again.

He was more and more looking forward to the next duel, and even couldn't wait to hope that the game would come tomorrow...

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"The next round opponent is Milan again!" Xiao Yingying said holding her phone. She just saw the news report on it. "The media has begun to pay attention to this game. The game against Juventus has just passed... Suddenly I feel a sense of happiness, and the big meal comes one after another. I don't know how the handsome guys will eat this big meal..."

"How to eat? Eat one bite at a time." Feng Shiyao said.

"This is a match between handsome guys and Milan, it seems like they are going to watch it on the spot..." Xiao Yingying suddenly turned her eyes to Feng Shiyao.

Feng Shiyao knew what she meant, so she waved her hand quickly: "No, don't, just have to worry about it once, you can't always bother others."

Xiao Yingying also knew that Feng Shiyao was right. Thanks for being willing to help once, and she couldn't take luck for granted. But she really wanted to go to watch the football live. The last time she had an experience at Malasi Stadium was really great.

Moreover, this game is of great significance to Gao Zheng, and she wants to witness history on the spot.

But she knew that Sister Feng was right, so she could only pout and keep silent.

Feng Shiyao was a little soft-hearted when she saw her roommate’s appearance, but she quickly reminded herself, Feng Shiyao, Feng Shiyao, you are not Xiao Gao, why do you always bother others? Be careful!

Just as she kept hinting at herself, she suddenly received Gao Zheng’s WeChat on her phone.

"Sister Feng, do you and your friends still want to come and watch the football on site?"

Feng Shiyao was stunned. What was going on?

She even looked up at the smoke detector on the ceiling, suspecting that it was actually a wiretapping machine. Otherwise, she would have received this WeChat message just now with Xiao Yingying?

Or do you have a close relationship with Gao Zheng?

As soon as this idea came out, it was extinguished by Feng Shiyao. Because there is also a possibility that Xiao Yingying and Gao Zheng had a close relationship, not himself.

It wouldn't be so why Feng Shiyao was unwilling to believe in such a possibility. She would rather believe that there were eavesdropping devices in her dormitory that could be used by Gao Zheng...

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After Gao Zheng issued the inquiry, he did not receive Feng Shiyao's reply immediately.

He didn't take it seriously. Everyone has his own affairs. Maybe they are busy? So they can't ask others to reply to their own words in seconds.

He put his phone aside.

The reason why I asked Feng Shiyao this question was quite coincidental.

After today's training, the club's general manager Zagra Mora found him alone and asked if he would invite the last time international students to watch the game.

Gao Zheng was surprised by the club manager's question.

"The club thinks this is a game of special significance, so I want to invite them to watch the ball."

"Special significance?"

"Didn't you say that Milan has a special status in your heart? So this game has a special meaning."

Gao Zheng smiled, and he could really say that.

"And..." Zagramora said seriously. "The club knows your situation during this period. We hope to express our support for you in this way. In any case, the club will always be on your side."

Gao Zheng remembered the club chairman Ricardo Garone who was suffering from cancer, and asked: "Will Mr. Chairman go to watch the game on site this time?"

Garone has not been to the scene for several games. In the last game against Juventus, he did not go with the team. And not only for away games, he did not come to some home games before.

There are news that his health is not in good condition and his health has deteriorated sharply.

Zagramora didn't expect Gao Zheng to ask this. He was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know, but I think the possibility is not high. You also know, Mr. Chairman's current body..."

Gao Zheng nodded: "I will go and ask them if they are willing to come to watch the game live. If I want, I will report the number of people to you."

Zagramora said: "Okay, no problem. But this time, there may be no way to arrange a private room..."

Gao Zheng waved his hand: "It doesn't matter."

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Feng Shiyao finally came back to her senses from various guesses. The screen of the phone was turned off. After she unlocked it again, she looked at Gao Zheng's question and laughed.

I’m guessing here, why don’t I ask Gao Zheng directly?

"Huh, what's wrong?"

After more than ten seconds, Gao Zheng's reply was sent: "In fact, the club took the initiative to mention it this time. I hope you can invite you to watch the game on site..."

Gao Zheng retelled what happened in the afternoon and finally asked: "So I'll ask your opinions to see if you are willing to go to the live game."

Feng Shiyao did not rush to reply to Gao Zheng, but looked up at Xiao Yingying, who was still regretting that she could not go to the scene to watch the football game, saying: "Xiao Yingying, do you want to hear good news?"

"What good news?" Xiao Yingying replied weakly, obviously not interested, but she was not good at giving her roommate the face.

"Sampdoria Club invites us to watch the game on site..."

"Ah?!" Xiao Yingying hadn't reacted at first, but in the end she had already pounced on her: "What did you say?!"

"Everyone can go to the scene to watch Sampdoria play against Milan at home!" Feng Shiyao gave Xiao Yingying a positive answer.

"This..." But beyond Feng Shiyao's expectations, Xiao Yingying was not very happy, but frowned. "Sister Feng, you are really my good sister. But I actually don't want you to sacrifice so much for me, I feel guilty..."

"What are you talking about?" Feng Shiyao asked strangely with her big eyes.

"You must have gone to find a handsome guy again, right? Otherwise, how could you get so many tickets? You have already owed someone a favor, and this time I owe someone a favor for us... No matter how much you owe it, Sister Feng, why are you paying it? Is it okay to pay it off?"

Feng Shiyao waved her hand angrily: "What a mess you think! This is the club that invites us on their own initiative, not Gao Zheng, who I went to find! I will ask if you want to go!"

"I really didn't betray my appearance?" Xiao Yingying asked carefully.

"Hit for you."

Xiao Yingying then laughed: "Go and go! Of course, go! But are we the only two of us?"

"Of course not, you can watch the game together."

"This is really good news! I'll inform them to go!"
Chapter completed!