Prominence in Football Community

Feng Shiyao didn't go to the newsstand to buy newspapers again today, because Gao Zheng's exclusive interview was over.

Xiao Yingying was different. She bought another copy of "Nineteenth Century News" and went back to the dormitory. She read with relish the report on yesterday's Sampdoria game. The focus was of course the large photo of Gao Zheng.

"The handsome guy scored again yesterday!" She excitedly announced to Feng Shiyao. "And it is said to be a very beautiful goal!"

"You really became a fan because of the handsome guy?" Feng Shiyao asked strangely. Like her, Xiao Yingying was not a fan, and she had no interest in football before.

"So what?" Xiao Yingying pouted. "Aren't fake fans all attracted to football because of the handsome stars?"

Feng Shiyao shrugged.

"I asked the person in charge of the international student activities, how many tickets can he get there, I want to go to watch his competition next time!" Xiao Yingying's decision shocked Feng Shiyao.

"Going to watch the game?!"

"That's right, the scene! Sister Feng, do you want to watch it with me? I know you have no interest in football, and it's very noisy to watch the game at the scene...but you can just go with me, okay?" Xiao Yingying rushed forward and grabbed Feng Shiyo shook her arm vigorously.

Feng Shiyao was dizzy when she shook her: "OK, OK, I'll accompany you, stop shaking..."

"Long live!" Xiao Yingying happily gave Feng Shiyal a hug.

Seeing her so happy, a thought suddenly flashed into Feng Shiyao's mind, and then she asked cautiously: "Hey, I said...you...couldn't be in love with that handsome guy, right?"

"Of course I like him. Sister Feng, you don't know how handsome he is in real life, a hundred times more handsome than in photos!"

"I don't mean this liking, I mean... that kind of liking."

Xiao Yingying was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sister Feng, what are you thinking? He is a football star, what am I? Even if I chase him, I have to ask him to accept it. After we graduate and return to China, he will continue Stay here and play football. We and him are people from two worlds, two parallel lines that will never intersect."

She stretched out the index fingers of her two hands and placed them side by side at a distance, implying two parallel lines.

"Two parallel lines..."

"Yes, two parallel lines,

Always parallel, never intersect! "Xiao Yingying said firmly.

Feng Shiyao frowned: "But I remember that in non-Euclidean geometry, two parallel lines can intersect..."

"What is that?" Xiao Yingying was stunned.

"It's just that in plane geometry, it seems impossible for two parallel lines to intersect, but if it's on a spherical surface..."

"Stop it, Sister Feng. I was just a metaphor, can you stop being serious!" Xiao Yingying couldn't laugh or cry. "In short, I just want to explain that it is absolutely impossible for a small person like me to have a story with a big star."

"Don't you like to watch idol dramas? Isn't that the same plot in idol dramas?"

"Idol dramas are all fake. The screenwriters wrote them up. I just want to have fun. I have a dream. When I wake up from the dream, how should I live my life?" Xiao Yingying wondered that Sister Feng seemed a bit out of the casserole today. , she couldn't bear it anymore. "Sister Feng, let's stop discussing this issue, okay?"

"Uh, okay, I'm sorry." Feng Shiyao raised her hands and surrendered voluntarily.

Xiao Yingying continued to read her newspaper, but Feng Shiyao was a little absent-minded when she looked down at the book.

Do two worlds really never intersect?

Then what am I?

Break through the dimensional wall?

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After training, the players got together to play a small game. I don't know who proposed it at the beginning, to see who can kick the football directly from the corner flag area to the goal.

This proposal attracted a group of people in the team who are quite confident in their skills to compete.

Each person tries once, and those who fail to score will be eliminated, while those who score will advance to the next round, and continue to compete until the final winner is determined.

Gao Zheng's performance in this small game is quite eye-catching.

At the end of the game, he simply put the football beyond the bottom line and tried to challenge at a negative angle.

Instead of rubbing with the inner instep, he chose to use the outer instep of his left foot to draw directly. The football was obviously drawn out in an arc, and then spun into the unguarded goal.

"Oh!!! Great!! It's really amazing!"

Pellet cheered excitedly, as if he had scored the ball.

Gao Zheng was so embarrassed by his yelling, he waved his hands again and again: "Good luck, you can fool me casually..."

"You can score with any kick, doesn't it mean that you are good?" Pellet seemed to not understand Gao Zheng's meaning, and blew even more fiercely. "I know you Chinese like to be modest, but being too modest is hypocrisy, Gao! You are just so good! You don't need to be humble at all!"

Gao Zheng, who wanted to defend himself, quickly shut his mouth.

The others looked at each other in blank dismay, and thought this scene was really funny. Before, Pellet looked down on Gao Zheng, but now he flattered him so diligently.

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The small games on the training ground naturally also attracted the attention of the coaching staff on the sidelines.

"Gao's footwork and mentality are good, really relaxed." Assistant coach Carrillo praised. "Although he has scored seven goals, it is really impossible to see from the training that he has any complacency. It is this physical fitness..."

Having said that, he sighed.

Gao Zheng's physical fitness is the most troublesome thing for him. Compared with it, the lack of physical resistance is not so serious.

After all, due to lack of physical fitness, there is no way to start and can only come off the bench. And the team can't count on him to turn the tide after coming off the bench every time. If he can start the game, wouldn't it be better to seal the victory early?

"On the contrary, Giuseppe. I think this is a good thing instead." Standing next to him, coach Iachini rubbed his chin and said.

"Good thing? Why?" Carrillo didn't understand.

"Because this gave him a process of adapting slowly, the pressure faced by the starter and the substitute is still different. I think for Gao, he must be willing to accept such an arrangement, otherwise why didn't he take the initiative to come to us How about talking about playing time?"

"Uh..." Carrillo has indeed never seen Gao Zheng dissatisfied with coming off the bench every time, but how many young people would be indifferent to this situation? Who doesn't want to be the starter and the main force?

"I think Gao must have considered this issue, so don't worry about it. Besides, haven't we been paying attention to his physical improvement? When it's really time to start, I will definitely not press him. On the bench, and I don't think his teammates would question that."

Carrillo laughed when he thought of Pellet playing Gao Zheng as a substitute, and laughed: "Indeed, in fact, everyone can see who is the real key player in this team."

Yachini nodded: "So, just let it be. And Giuseppe, compared with his high physical fitness, I am more worried about another issue about him."

"What's the problem?" Carrillo asked curiously.

"When I came to the training base today, I heard the security guards at the base complaining that Gao had caused traffic jams and chaos at the entrance of the training base, which increased their workload and made them very difficult." Yachini described himself today He told Carrillo what he inquired about when he came to work.

"...The security guard said that Gao still walks out of the training base until now, and then directly faces those crazy fans and reporters. Anyone can easily touch him and touch him...It is said that he is still living in Bo In an ordinary apartment in Riasco. When he was playing in the reserve team, it didn't matter to him, it was fine. But now that he's getting more popularity and attention, I think he continues to be exposed so unprotected. In public, it's not a good thing...he is becoming more and more important in the team, and his safety must be taken seriously."

Carrillo nodded, this is indeed a more urgent question than physical fitness: "Then what should we do?"

"I'm going to talk to him about this issue alone. If he doesn't realize this, I have to remind him." Iachini said looking at Gao Zheng who was getting along with his teammates.