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Feng Shiyao's first concert was very successful.

Although small in size, it has a great atmosphere.

So after the concert, everyone held a small celebration together.

Share the cake and the joy of success.

At the celebration party, Feng Shiyao looked very happy, as if she was radiating light.

Manager Uncle Zhang is also very happy, he thinks this concert is a good start for Feng Shiyao's acting career. Next, release a new single, release a new album, hold a concert, appear on a variety show, attend a party... an infinitely bright future is waiting for this new singer. He vowed to make Feng Shiyao the new queen of Chinese music!

As Feng Shiyao's assistant, Xiao Yingying is also very happy. Her eyes always fall on Feng Shiyao. Seeing how happy Sister Feng is, she is also very happy. Because she knows why Sister Feng is happy.

She wasn't just happy that the concert was a success...

But she didn't intend to tell anyone, because this was a secret between Sister Feng and the handsome guy. Unless they disclosed it themselves, she would just be a quiet audience.

She used to like to watch idol dramas, but she didn't expect to be able to watch a live idol drama being staged in front of her eyes at such a close distance. She felt extremely happy.

After returning to the rental house after the celebration banquet, Feng Shiyao finally had time and space to be alone. She took out her mobile phone and found a WeChat message from Gao Zheng: "When did you have so many fans? The atmosphere of the concert is really warm!"

from an hour ago.

She quickly replied, "How did you come here?"

Soon Gao Zheng came back: "One of my good brothers is your fanatic fan, he brought me here. Before that, I didn't know you are so famous now."

"I originally wanted to tell you when I got some grades..."

"There's already a concert, isn't that considered an achievement?"

"It's just a small concert for a hundred people..."

"That's amazing. I've only sung in front of 20 or 30 people, and I haven't finished singing yet!" Gao Zheng said that after he joined the Sampdoria first team,

At the team's welcome dinner, every new player has to sing a song in public, which is the tradition of the team.

As a result, Gao Zheng was interrupted by the captain at the time, Palumbo, before he finished singing... If he really let him finish singing, everyone probably wouldn't be able to finish the meal.

Of course Feng Shiyao knew what Gao Zheng was talking about, because Gao Zheng told her about it back then, and she was laughing on the phone at that time, because what Gao Zheng said was so graphic.

So she smiled and replied: "I really want to hear you sing what you said!"

"No, you don't want to!" Gao Zheng sent a picture of his mouth covering his face.

This emoticon picture coupled with Gao Zheng's words made Feng Shiyao laugh again.

Her shoulders kept shrugging, and her fingers typed hard on the phone: "But I really, really want to hear you sing, or I'll call you when I'm free, and you sing on the phone?"

"you sure?"

"I'm 100% sure!"

"Yes!" Gao Zheng gave a thumbs up emoji.

"Just let me know when you can call me."

"it is good."

Feng Shiyao didn't return, she put down her phone, curled up on the sofa too lazy to move, and fiddled with the hair in front of her eyes with one hand - it was no longer the short hair it was at the beginning, and now it was so long that it could easily wrap around her fingers several times.

A long time ago, she hated people with long hair and always had short hair. For her, short hair is the only way she can resist her mother, reminding her to continue to be tough.

But now she feels that she doesn't hate herself with her long hair fluttering so much, maybe because she doesn't have to fight the world as hard as before.

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Feng Shiyao thought that she would have to wait for a long time, because Gao Zheng was a big star, so he naturally had a lot of things to do.

But only ten minutes later, Gao Zheng called directly.

After she connected the phone, Gao Zheng's voice seemed to be reverberating, so she asked curiously, "Where are you calling me?"

"bathroom!"

"Hey... I seem to smell it..."

"Isn't this for better acoustics?"

"Isn't it because you're embarrassed?"

"Hey!"

"Okay, okay, then you can sing!" Feng Shiyao suppressed a smile.

"Do you really want to listen?"

"Of course, I really want to hear it."

"Okay, since you have made such a sincere request, then I will grant your wish..."

Feng Shiyao heard Gao Zheng clearing her throat on the phone, she pursed her lips and waited.

Then she heard a very strange voice, maybe it was a singing voice, it was completely out of tune, maybe it wasn't a singing voice... how can a normal person speak with such an accent?

The sound came very abruptly, like a thunderclap on the flat ground, which made Feng Shiyao tremble in fright.

Then she pressed the hang up button almost reflexively...

After hanging up the phone, she was stunned for a while before realizing that she had hung up the phone, but she didn't call back because she really didn't have the courage...

So she sent Gao Zheng a WeChat message: "Sorry, I accidentally bumped into..."

"I understand, I understand, I just said that you don't want to hear..."

Feng Shiyao was lying on the sofa, her whole body shaking from laughing.

She regrets that the Apple mobile phone does not have a call recording function, otherwise this will become the biggest dark history of the big star.

"Okay, it's time for me to go out, otherwise people will think I fell into the latrine."

Feng Shiyao laughed again when she saw this sentence.

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"Brother Zheng, why did you go to the bathroom for so long?" Zhao Ju asked curiously when he saw Gao Zheng came back. "I thought you fell into the toilet..."

Gao Zheng glared at him: "Constipation!"

"Brother Zheng, you need to eat more vegetables..."

Gao Zheng quickly waved his hand: "All right, all right, I know, should we drink more boiled water?"

Director Zhao nodded: "Yes!"

At this moment, someone passed by and said to his companion: "Just now I heard someone crying and howling in the toilet. I was wiping my ass. I was so scared that I almost rubbed my shit with my hand. Damn..."

After Zhao Ju heard it, he looked at Gao Zheng strangely, and Gao Zheng said blankly and pointed to the front: "Watch the ball."

The two of them were eating supper at a barbecue stall at this time. The boss installed a large projection screen at the door, which was showing the World Cup match, which was a World Cup quarter-final match between Argentina and Switzerland.

There were quite a few people at the barbecue stand, but everyone was focused on watching the game while eating supper, and no one noticed Gao Zheng and Jue Zhao in the corner.

The powerful Argentina faced Switzerland but was unable to score for a long time. The 90-minute game was about to end, and it was still 0:0. Messi, who had high expectations, failed to score for Argentina.

There are many people moaning and sighing at the barbecue stand. Seeing that Argentina missed another chance to score, some popular people wearing Argentina jerseys cursed loudly.

Zhao Ju sighed, but not because of Argentina's delay in scoring goals: "Chinese fans are wearing other countries' jerseys to cheer for other countries..."

"Who told our national team not to play in the World Cup?" Gao Zheng said.

"Brother Zheng, can I look forward to the World Cup in Russia four years from now?"

Gao Zheng knew what Zhao Ju was talking about, he shook his head: "I don't know, football is a team sport, I can't do it alone."

"You can do it, Brother Zheng, you are the one who can change the result of the game by yourself!"

"Don't be a baby, let's talk about it when the time comes. What if we make it to the World Cup once?"

"That's so different!" Director Zhao said enthusiastically. "If our national team can really enter the World Cup, it will definitely set off another football boom in China. At that time, more parents will be willing to send their children to play football. If there are enough people playing football, our football will definitely become better. Even better! Think about how we played football in the first place, wasn’t it because the Chinese team entered the World Cup in Japan and South Korea?”

Gao Zheng recalled that after Milutinovic led the Chinese team to the World Cup, the football boom in China was really crazy. A football boy like him suddenly has a clear goal and direction, and everyone hopes that one day he can represent the Chinese team in the World Cup.

Zhao Ju also sat side by side with him back then, fantasizing about the future of wearing the Chinese team jersey and winning glory for the country, but now he has lost this opportunity forever.

Gao Zheng looked at Zhao Ju who was still imagining that the Chinese team would qualify for the World Cup again. He had definitely missed the World Cup, but he did not diminish his longing and excitement for the Chinese team to qualify for the World Cup.

Chinese football has hardly left any positive influence on Zhao Ju, but it does not prevent him from loving Chinese football so much and having expectations and hopes for Chinese football.

As the only one among the group of friends who still had a chance to play in the World Cup, Gao Zheng felt that the burden on his shoulders was heavy.

"Well, I will try my best to let you see the Chinese team in Russia in four years. When the time comes, I will invite you to watch the match." Gao Zheng said to Zhao Ju.

"Really? Then I'll wait!" Director Zhao smiled happily.

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