Palin, who had long hair but not a beard, sat among a group of cheerful teammates, but they were not wearing Genoa's red and black jerseys.

The head coach was saying to them loudly: "...It is a very lucky thing to invite U16 from AC Milan to compete with you this time. I hope you can fully recognize the gap between you and learn from others' strengths and the advantages... But don't have too much psychological burden. The most important thing is to enjoy this game and enjoy the feeling of playing against strong teams..."

The teammates around Palin all rushed out of the locker room with excitement, but Palin was left alone by the coach.

When there were only the two of them in the locker room, Palin looked at the coach curiously, but the coach's face was no longer as excited as before, but looked at him very seriously.

"Matia, the game against AC Milan Juniors is a great opportunity for you."

Palin was a little confused.

"If you can perform well in the competition, you can attract the attention of AC Milan and help you jump to a wider stage..."

"But... Coach, I just arrived in Pistoya." Palin asked in confusion.

"It's not necessary to care about that. This is a good opportunity, and it's like this for you personally. If you want to have greater development in the future, you have to seize every opportunity you can seize, just like holding on to those footballs flying towards your goal. Do you understand?"

Palin thought for a while and stood in front of the door, directing a group of teammates wearing AC Milan jerseys...it seemed quite exciting.

So he nodded vigorously: "I understand, coach!"

The coach was very satisfied with the attitude that Palin showed. He patted Palin on the shoulder: "Very good, that's it, go!"

As soon as he arrived at the court, Palin saw a tall man in the opponent's formation, wearing a No. 10 red and black sword shirt. Palin couldn't help but take a few more glances - a taller man than himself, but he was not a goalkeeper...

The tall man seemed to have noticed his gaze, so he looked over.

His eyes were different from those of other peers. Palin's heart beat a little faster when he saw it. He was so panicked that he quickly lowered his head and avoided this kind of gaze.

Despite this, Palin seemed to hear the tall man snorting.

When the game started, Palin quickly made a wonderful save.

This made Coach Pistoya on the sidelines very excited. He seemed to have seen the scene where AC Milan's coach pulled Palin to talk after the game.

"Good, Mattia! Just kick it like this!"

But Palin's good performance is limited to this...

The next game turned into Palin's nightmare, especially when the tall man No. 10, who had been looked at by him a few more before the game, scored the first goal...

He picked up the football from the door again and again.

At the beginning, he was able to inspire his teammates after losing the ball, and try to make himself more mature.

But as the number of times I picked up balls in the goal increased, Palin's face could no longer see confidence and calmness. Instead, he was panicked and finally he was numb and numb.

At the end of the first half, the Pistoia's talented goalkeeper had already conceded seven goals, and he had conceded five of the tall No. 10 alone...

During the halftime break, he had to be replaced by the head coach in advance.

He still remembers what the coach said at that time.

"Sorry, Mattia... Maybe I'm too anxious. I made a mistake. The responsibility is not on you, but I have to replace you. This is for your own good. To protect you, I hope you understand that throwing more balls is not a good thing for you... Forget AC Milan..."

He said while patting Palin on the shoulder, and Palin kept his head down and gave no response, just like a stone that had lost all perceptions.

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Lying on the artificial turf of Ricardo Garone Stadium, Perrin remembered that before he was replaced, the tall man in AC Milan No. 10 jersey scored the last goal on him, and he was the first to pass several people in front of the penalty area.

His tall body has unexpectedly fine ball control ability. No matter how hard Pistoya's players work, they can't grab the ball from his feet.

In the end, I chose to abandon the goal and attacked directly and decided to face the No. 10 directly.

As a result, he was passed without any suspense and could only lie on the ground, looking back and desperately as the tall man shot the football into the goal easily...

This time, Palin also turned his head to look at Sampdoria's tall man. Although his posture was a little staggering when he scored the goal, the back from five years ago still overlapped with today's back.

Palin was very shocked - it turned out to be that person!?

That person...isn't he wearing AC Milan jersey? Why is he playing football in Sampdoria Reserve now?

With that person's ability, can't he stay in AC Milan's first team?

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"Good ball! Very handsome!"

"My God...what did I see?"

"One person defeated the entire defense line..."

"That tall man's legs are so flexible that he doesn't seem to have!"

"Who is he? When did our reserve team have such a powerful character?!"

In the stands, Sampdoria's fans exclaimed repeatedly.

Clarian Moretti didn't do this. He stood in the stands, staring blankly into the field, and fell into a state of trance.

Someone noticed him without saying a word and joked: "Clariant, are you scared silly?"

Moretti glared at him: "Shut up, Sharby!"

Everyone laughed happily again.

From falling behind two goals to overtaking one goal, every Sampdoria fan was in a very good mood.

And in front of Genoa's coaching seat, there was a lot of surprise: "Who is that tall man??"

No one can give an answer.

Genoa's head coach Corradi could only watch Sampdoria's players celebrate.

His careful arrangement of intensive defense actually made a person break...

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When Gao Zheng scored the goal, Alberto Masi took the lead in running to Gao Zheng, then knelt on one knee, raised his hands, and made a worship look with his body.

The other teammates who followed him immediately followed suit and worshiped Gao Zheng with Maxi.

"The Devil is here!"

Gao Zheng was a little embarrassed by their appearance as a second-tier player, so he hurriedly went to help his teammates.

Everyone laughed and hugged him.

"Don't blame me, the great devil!" said Maxi. "In addition to this celebration action, I really can't think of any other action that can express my inner feelings!"

Gao Zheng rubbed his hair hard and rubbed his hair into a mess: "Don't call me the Great Devil!"

"Yes, the Great Devil!"

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"Luciano, do you know? Although I have never seen Gao Genius performing during training, he still scared me this time..." Assistant coach Casilio sighed to Bruno.

"I was scared too, Alfredo." Bruno smiled and shook his head. "To be honest, when I was putting him on the court, I didn't know what would happen next. I lacked a clear idea. All this was caused by a person who was higher and had nothing to do with me."

Casillaio sighed: "Maybe this is the ability of geniuses. They can always do things that we dare not think about..."

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PS, today is the Dragon Boat Festival. I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival and a happy meal of rice dumplings!

This chapter is updated regularly in advance. When you see this chapter, I should still be sleeping... I don’t know what the two games between Germany and Brazil will look like, and I don’t know if I have any correct predictions...

The question of guessing the score will be put to the chapter updated at 5 pm~
Chapter completed!