"Gao Zheng catches the ball...fake moves! Breakthrough! Beautiful... good shot! Good shot!" He Ping shouted excitedly. "The embodiment of personal heroism! Gao Zheng takes the lead for Sampdoria again! He scored the first goal of the Champions League in his career! This is a memorable historical moment! This is also the first goal of a Chinese player in the Champions League! He did not disappoint us, nor did he wait too long! He started the first group match!"

Coach Zhang Lu smiled from the side and said, "This ball is so smart. Gao Zheng is so smart. After scammering Van Dijk's attention to the frontal breakthrough, he suddenly broke through the side with his heel. After throwing away the opponent, he kicked the ball directly. He was very decisive and hesitant at all. The ball shot was also of high quality! A perfect goal!"

"So it's really great to use this goal as his first goal in the Champions League! It's a good start! Haha!" He Ping also laughed.

I was so happy that the little regret in his heart was gone.

In front of the TV and in front of the computer, countless Chinese fans were also cheering.

In the bar, in the dim living room, in the bed in the dormitory... I don’t know how many people have forgotten the environment they are in and are venting their emotions.

This is a historical moment belonging to Gao Zheng, this is a highlight moment belonging to Chinese football, and it is also a moment belonging to ordinary Chinese fans, such as them.

They were like travelers traveling alone in the darkness, exhausted and almost desperate, and suddenly saw a light coming down from the sky, as if the holy light was bathed on them, making them feel warm, and their strength unknowingly filled their bodies, giving them the courage and strength to continue trekking.

Feng Shiyao, who shared the rental with others, did not watch football in the living room. She was afraid of disturbing her roommate, so she chose to watch football with her laptop in her bedroom.

After seeing Gao Zheng scored a goal, she suddenly stood up, but there was a stinging pain in her ears. The earplugs were pulled out of the headphone hole of the computer by her. He Ping's voice came out, filling the room: "...He didn't disappoint us! He didn't let me wait too long!"

Feng Shiyao took off her earphones, but her ears were still hurting, but she didn't care at all and waved her fist hard.

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The entire Malasi Stadium was shot into the goal by Gao Zheng, and it turned into a crater that was erupting.

What bursts out from each person's mouth is not the sound, but the scorching magma.

The excited Sampdoria fans rushed to the front row of the stands, shaking the barbed wire, clattering, as if the sound of surging waves.

Live broadcast at Malasi Stadium is shouting: "The goal is the one who scored"

The fans of the audience answered him in unison: "gaoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

This momentum made the Celtics players on the bench look back, confused, not understanding why these fans were suddenly crazy.

Gao Zheng, who scored the goal, ran to the corner flag area, then jumped onto the billboard. Standing on the billboard, he opened his arms and raised his head, and heard the deafening "gaoooooooooo". He seemed to be hit by this wave, and his body leaned back and fell down like this!

But there is no need to worry about him being injured because his teammates had already put up human pads behind him, and Gao Zheng fell directly into their powerful arms.

"Gao Zheng is simply the king of this stadium!" Seeing this scene, He Ping sighed. "He enjoys supreme status here and is respected by thousands of people. His teammates unswervingly support him and stand behind him. And these fans dedicate all their love to him without reservation. I used to think that Gao Zheng should not stay here for more, but now I feel that I am wrong. I love him so much. Why should I rush to say goodbye? If he left Sampdoria this summer, his career might be very successful, but he absolutely cannot leave such a deep mark on this city and this stadium. Now, who would say that his future will not be very successful? After all, football is a sport full of love. If you cannot harvest love, only money and championships, what is the point?"

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Icardi in front of the TV watched Gao Zheng lying in his teammate's arms, and the cheers from the Malasi Stadium were deafening and were clearly transmitted to his room through the TV.

The fluorescent light flashed on his face, making him feel a little lonely.

He never felt that he had love for Sampdoria. When he came to Sampdoria from Barcelona, ​​he wanted to change the environment and see if he could find another way out.

If he hadn't discovered Gao Zheng as an opponent in Sampdoria reserve team, he might not have stayed in Sampdoria.

He has always been very rational and regards Sampdoria as a springboard in his heart. One day he has a better choice, and he will definitely leave here without hesitation.

He didn't intend to win any love here, nor did he think of becoming a legend in the city.

So he came to Inter Milan very simply. Before leaving, he felt no guilt about this team. I played football for them. They paid me a salary. This was a very fair deal.

But today he was a little envious of Gao Zheng.

His decision to stay after the death of the old chairman was not a wise decision, with a strong emotional color. For his career planning, it can even be described as bad because an extra year wasted.

In Sampdoria, what can I do if I can play in the Champions League?

Could it be that you still hope to lead Sampdoria to the Champions League?

Maybe Sampdoria will be relegated this season because she was distracted from playing the Champions League.

So what's the point?

Now Icardi doubts his thoughts.

What's the point?

It has left a wonderful memory for the fans here, is this the greatest meaning?

No one thought Sampdoria would become stronger and win the championship.

But so what?

Because I can't win the championship, do I don't deserve to have good memories?

After the celebration was over, Gao Zheng, who returned to the half, showed a happy smile on his face surrounded by his teammates.

Caresa said: "Gao scored his first Champions League goal in his career, which was his first Champions League game. I think his future is very worth looking forward to. What height will he reach in the end?"

Icardi retreated from his emotions just now, looked at Gao Zheng's face, and thought to himself: I will defeat you, Gao. I will definitely defeat you. At that time, I will make you look at me like an opponent. I will be your nemesis that you will never ignore!

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Lu Bing turned his head left and right and looked around, looking at the excited Sampdoria fans in the stands. He took a deep breath and said to Wang Yixing beside him: "Old Wang, we are so lucky."

Wang Yixing nodded: "It's really lucky. We witnessed Gao Zheng's first goal in the Champions League on the spot."

"In the future, no matter whether Gao Zheng is still in Italy or not, I can brag about others and say that I have witnessed the beginning of a legend!"

Wang Yixing looked at Lu Bing in surprise: "There is such a high evaluation? Don't wait and see?"

Lu Bing smiled and shook his head: "I am not as meticulous as you, and there is no need to be so cautious. I am just a sarcastic person. Do you still consider going through the procedure by praising Gao Zheng?"
Chapter completed!