Prominence in Football Community

In the new era of the Internet, the fastest place for information dissemination will always be on the Internet.

After the evening press conference, content about the press conference appeared on the Internet in the evening.

"...Gao announced at the press conference that from now on, he will refuse all interviews from the "Trade Courier". This is a catastrophic blow to the "Trade Courier" who wants to hype a big news ..."

"There was another interesting thing at the press conference. When the reporter of the "Trade Courier" Kiorno stood up and introduced himself, Gao interrupted him and asked him to repeat himself, so Keorno Mr. Noh did. But just after he had finished talking about the newspaper he worked for, Gao announced that he would no longer be interviewing the Trade Courier, and what a fun scene it must have been!"

"The official account of the Trade Courier condemned Gao's actions on Twitter, which they considered to be an egregious breach of press freedom...they lashed out at Gao and Sampdoria in their own paper. It seems less They have made a big news, and they plan to create another big news...but now their limelight has been taken away by another thing..."

"Gao Zai actually announced at the press conference that he has secured the Golden Boots—note, it's not that he's competing for the Golden Boots, but that he's pre-ordered the Golden Boots!"

"I can't understand why Gao said that. Is it to divert the attention of the trade courier's criticism of him? But this approach is very stupid. When the trade courier criticized him before, it was actually There are many people who support him, but now that he does this, there may not be many people who support him..."

"I hate the practice of pre-booking the Golden Boot. It's so arrogant! Who does he think he is? The league has only started 13 rounds, and Serie A has the highest defensive intensity. How easy is it to win the Golden Boot? He is now What's the point of doing that other than making him look like a megalomaniac?"

"Book the Golden Boot? Well, although he has thirteen goals now, it doesn't mean he's safe..."

"As of the thirteenth round of the league, the current ranking on the scorer list is like this. The first place is of course high. He scored 13 goals, but if he can secure the Golden Boot, I feel high now. Too optimistic, or does he seem to ignore other competitors at all? The second scorer is AC Milan's Shalawi. He scored ten goals in thirteen rounds of the league, and he is only short of Gao It’s just three goals. This gap is not enough for Gao to say about booking the Golden Boot, right?”

"Gao wants to get the golden boot? He doesn't take a pee to take a picture of himself. He thinks getting the golden boot in Serie A is like eating, and he can get it when he wants?"

...

"Some messages are getting worse and worse..."

Viviano looked at the phone and shook his head.

"Normal." Gao Zheng swiped his phone, but the expression on his face was calm.

"Aren't you angry?" Viviano carefully observed Gao Zheng's expression, trying to see if he was hiding his real expression underneath.

Gao Zheng smiled: "What's there to be angry about? They scold me and it won't do me any real harm, but I get the golden boots, but they will be very angry. Why should I be angry?"

"You have such a good attitude, I can't do it. I want to tweet and scold them, okay?" Viviano knew that Gao Zheng had to agree after having the experience last time.

"Okay, what do you want to say?"

"Okay." After speaking, Viviano bowed his head and pressed on the phone.

After beating, he showed it to Gao Zheng: "How about that?"

Gao Zheng glanced at it: "Andre, it's not a big deal for you to watch the fun..."

Viviano laughed: "What am I,

You're the one, you're the person involved and it doesn't matter too much! How could I have imagined that you could take what we said in private to the press conference and say it publicly..."

Gao Zheng chuckled, but didn't speak.

Viviano took back his phone and pressed the send button.

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During the scolding battle between Gao Zheng and Donnarumma, Viviano showed his face. Everyone knew him and paid attention to him, so when he spoke this time, people saw him immediately.

Amidst the voices criticizing Gao Zheng, Gao Zheng's agent Viviano sent this tweet with a very strange style: "Don't laugh at those who can do it if you can't do it yourself. It’s not a super genius if you understand it. Is it incredible to pre-order the Golden Boot? Only the uninformed will make a fuss!”

Immediately below, many netizens left messages.

"Isn't that crazy?"

"Does Gao know what you say? Don't delete it again later, it would be embarrassing..."

"Wait to delete the post!"

"It doesn't matter if you delete it, I have saved the screenshot!"

"How did Gao find such an agent? I think it will hinder his development..."

These netizens had a lot of fun following Viviano's tweets, gleefully waiting to see the agent get slapped in the face.

But an hour passed, two hours passed, three hours passed, and Viviano’s tweet was still there, undeleted.

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Stefan El Shalawi was watching TV alone at home, when his mobile phone suddenly received a message from his friend Palin, which was a screenshot of the news.

"Gao: Yes, I'm thinking about the Golden Boot, and I'll get it."

Shalawi froze.

Palin sent another message: "Just now, Gao suddenly announced that he has decided on this season's top scorer, and the Internet is already full of curses."

"What are you scolding?"

"Call him for being self-reliant. How can anyone announce that he has won the Golden Boot when the league has only started thirteen rounds? Hey, Stefan, what do you think? Now you are only behind him, almost hit three balls?"

Shalawi stared at the photo of Gao Zheng at the press conference in the screenshot sent by Palin, his expression gradually became serious.

He then replied: "I won't let him have his way!"

"Come on, Stefan! You are now the most likely to defeat him!"

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In the backyard of Maxi Lopez's house, Icardi and teammate Romero are guests. They eat barbecue and chat with Maxi Lopez, his wife and children together.

Although Maxi Lopez was injured, he still had a good mentality. He was very happy to see everyone talking happily, especially his children seemed to like Icardi very much.

The outside world said that Icardi is a lonely and perverse person, because they don't know this kid at all!

He couldn't help complaining for Icardi in his heart.

The happy Maxi Lopez did not notice that his wife Wanda's eyes fell on Icardi.

Icardi was messing around with his kids like a bigger kid.

His every frown and smile were reflected in Wanda's eyes by the firelight.

At this moment Romero suddenly said: "Hey, have you heard that Gao suddenly announced in a very high-profile way that he would reserve the Golden Boot?"

"Ah? What's the matter?" Maxi Lopez asked suspiciously.

Icardi also stopped playing with a few children and turned his head to look over.

Romero read the news on his mobile phone, and finished reading, "No wonder Gao wants to take the initiative to attend the press conference...He is going to release satellites!"

"This... is a bit too high-profile. We all know that the high level is very high, but this kind of words... still shouldn't be said. If you think about it in your heart, it's okay, and it will be criticized by everyone." Maxi Lopez frowned .

"Isn't it? Now the Internet is basically scolding him, and there are several official accounts in the mainstream media criticizing Gao's actions, thinking that he disrespects his opponent..." Romero said.

Icardi did not express any opinion. He also took out his mobile phone and searched for this matter on the Internet. In fact, you don’t need to search hard, just open social media, and you can see hot topics with the keyword “highly booked golden boots”…

And there are not only pictures and texts, but also videos from the press conference at that time.

"...why not? Any striker wants to be the top scorer and I am no exception. So yes, I am thinking about the Golden Boot and I will get it!"

In the face of everyone's attention, Gao Zheng talked eloquently with a calm expression, and he didn't have the kind of exaggeration that deliberately made a big news.

The children were still playing, the smell of barbecue was still in his nostrils, and Mrs. Wanda's cooking skills were still so good.

But Icardi suddenly felt uninterested in all of this-he was enjoying delicious barbecue here, enjoying a happy and relaxed life, but Gao Zheng had already challenged the whole of Italy!

Did he live so comfortably that he even forgot what his original goal was.

It was to defeat Gao Zheng!

Maybe he should leave this kind of gentle hometown.

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Feng Shiyao and Xiao Yingying were busy in their dormitory. Feng Shiyao was humming with her guitar in her arms. She would stop when humming, and then write and draw on the score in front of her. Obviously she was creating song.

And Xiao Yingying sat on the sofa next to her, surfing the Internet with her mobile phone.

Feng Shiyao just hummed a melody, and when she was about to record it, Xiao Yingying next to her suddenly yelled in shock, which made her shiver in fright, and the melody just now disappeared...

She turned her head and glared at Xiao Yingying: "What are you doing!"

Xiao Yingying brought her mobile phone to Feng Shiyao's eyes: "Didn't you mean to prevaricate the reporter? Why did it become public?"

Feng Shiyao picked up the phone and looked at it—"... Gao uttered wild words at the press conference, 'Book the Golden Boot'!"

"Now the Internet is calling him arrogant and shameless..." Xiao Yingying added. "It's true that there are still twenty-five rounds left in the league. It's a bit..."

"Maybe he feels stable?" Feng Shiyao returned the phone to Xiao Yingying nonchalantly.

"How stable, sister, the league has only started thirteen rounds! Serie A is known for its defense, and it is not easy to win the Golden Boot? Not to mention that after he made such a high-profile announcement now, there will be no one knows how many people will be in the game To target him..."

"Hey, you know a lot about Serie A." Feng Shiyao glanced at her.

"That's it!" Xiao Yingying proudly puffed up her chest, but she quickly noticed something was wrong: "What! Is it time to discuss this? Sister Feng, you don't worry about the handsome guy falling into trouble after being so high-profile?"

"It's his own fault that stumbled." Feng Shiyao shook her head.

"Aren't you worried?"

"I'm really not worried." Feng Shiyao picked up the guitar again, bowed her head and plucked the strings.

Xiao Yingying looked suspiciously at her roommate's back. Her short hair was longer than before, hanging down from the side, like a curtain, shaking slightly with the swing of her head.

Feng Shiyao shook her head and hummed softly. After singing, she put down the guitar, picked up a pen, and wrote down the score.

Then she didn't pick up the guitar again and continued to play. Instead, he stared at the score in a daze.

After staring blankly for a while, she bit her lips lightly, then picked up a pen and wrote a line of lyrics under a melody:

"But you never bowed your head even if they didn't like it,

You know that your life is destined to be extraordinary. "