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Gao Zheng, who returned to Boriasco, simply cleaned up the house he rented, and was about to go to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities.

Of course, the most important thing is to go to the fat boss's "Sailor's House" to buy focaccia.

When he locked the door of the apartment and turned to go downstairs, he met his upstairs neighbor on the stairs, a strong middle-aged man with tattoos all over his arms and thick chest hair visible from his open neckline. , looks like a hairy version of "Popeye".

Gao Zheng occasionally met him on the stairs. He seemed to have a bad temper. Whenever Gao Zheng saw him, he would always frown and sternly, as if he didn't like anyone. Coupled with the dense tattoos and bushy beard... Gao Zheng never made any eye contact with this strong man, for fear of causing a "what are you looking at" tragedy.

Today, he also planned to walk past the other party with drooping eyelids.

But just when he was about to pass by the other party, a thunderous shout suddenly burst out in his ear: "High!"

Gao Zheng's legs trembled, and he almost rolled down the last few steps. Fortunately, he went downstairs holding on to the handrail.

"Ha! It's really you!" "Popeye" turned around and patted Gao Zheng's shoulder vigorously, Gao Zheng's knees were bent involuntarily... "I have been neighbors for half a year, and I didn't realize that we live here. Watching a professional player! You are so low-key, young man!"

Gao Zheng turned around, but the other party didn't seem to see the stiff and embarrassed smile on Gao Zheng's face at all, and stretched out a thick arm to Gao Zheng: "My name is Delvecio Salvatore, and everyone calls me I'm 'Dejo'."

Gao Zheng held the opponent's hand, fully feeling the tremendous power from the opponent's arm.

"Uh, Gao, Gao Zheng."

The big man smiled happily, showing the golden teeth in his mouth: "I never expected to be neighbors with Sampdoria players! If you need any help in the future, please come to me! Ah, do you still have something to do? I won't bother you." You, goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, without giving Gao Zheng a chance to speak again, he simply waved goodbye, turned around and climbed upstairs.

Gao Zheng waited for the opponent's figure to disappear upstairs, and then realized that he forgot to ask how he knew he was playing in Sampdoria?

He doesn't remember telling the landlord...

With question marks all over his head, Gao Zheng walked out of the apartment building.

When he passed a fruit stand on the corner of the street, he saw the owner of the store beckoning to him suddenly: "Gao! Come and buy some fruit, it's delicious!"

He once bought fruit at this fruit stand, but the shop owner didn't know his name, and the relationship between them was not so close that they would be greeted proactively when passing by the door.

Gao Zheng wondered if he got off at the wrong station and came to a fake town of Boriasco.

Why did he feel that "things and people have changed" here after returning from vacation?

The buildings are the same buildings, the streets are the same as before.

It's the people here...

Walking on the street, Gao Zheng found someone nodding to him actively, and a girl was secretly looking at him, and when he looked over, the girl smiled shyly.

What the hell!

Gao Zheng felt a little nervous.

He has stayed in this quiet town for half a year and has never encountered such a situation. He is just an ordinary resident in the small town. Apart from training, he just stays at home honestly all day long. He doesn't have much socializing and entertainment, and he doesn't have a rich nightlife. He lives a very peaceful life.

It's like a drop of water mixed in the sea, inconspicuous.

But now the quiet is broken.

Gao Zheng didn't figure out what happened until he was in the supermarket.

When he put the things on the cashier counter, the cashier didn't settle the bill first, but stared at him with a smile and said, "I really didn't expect that I could meet the genius of Sampdoria here!"

yes,

I didn't expect to become famous all of a sudden... Gao Zheng complained in his heart.

But on the surface, Gao Zheng asked with a smile on his face, "Excuse me, how did you know?"

"The owner of the Sailor's House said you used to buy focaccia from him."

Case solved.

Gao Zheng finally understood why he suddenly became a celebrity...

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Borata was sitting in the store when the door was pushed open, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"High!" Borata stood up from the chair excitedly. "You came back from China?"

As soon as Gao Zheng came in, he saw two photos hanging on the wall behind the fat boss, both of which were photos of him and Borata.

"Wow, boss, I just found out how good your business is today. Almost half of the people in Boriasco buy focaccia from you!"

Borata froze for a moment, then laughed: "How does it feel to be a celebrity, Gao?"

"How should I put it..." Gao Zheng scratched his head, frowning as if in distress.

Just when Borata thought he was causing trouble for Gao Zheng, the latter showed a bright smile: "It's not bad! Have you seen my bag of oranges? The owner of the fruit shop called me eight today. Zhe, I didn't have this kind of treatment before."

Seeing Gao Zheng's smile, Borata breathed a sigh of relief: "That's really great, I don't think it will be long, I'm afraid you'll save even the rent..."

"Then my landlord is a Genoa fan?"

"Impossible, impossible!" Borata waved his hands again and again, "There are almost no Genoa fans in the town of Boriasco!"

In the subsequent conversation, Gao Zheng knew the reason for all this - when he went home for vacation, the boss of Borata hung two photos of himself and him on the wall, and then responded to every door-to-door purchase of his home. Focaccia's customer is crazy, Anli Gaozheng, telling those fans and customers who are frustrated and miserable because of the team's relegation, that a peerless genius has been born in the Sampdoria reserve team. With this genius, the team will return to the first division. The Super League is definitely not a dream.

The reserve team championship is just a small proof.

If you don't believe it, welcome to Brassey Stadium to witness every game of Gao Zheng in the new season.

Borata is really an excellent salesman. Not only was he able to sell their focaccia, but he also promoted Gao Zheng's reputation.

The rumors spread, even if some people had never bought focaccia in the "Sailor's House", they heard from the people around them that the Sampdoria reserve team produced a super talent.

He took down the photos on the wall again and again and showed them to the customers.

Listening to Borata's narration, Gao Zheng could almost imagine the scene - the fat boss pointed at himself in the photo, eloquently like a storyteller: "Speaking of which, the Chinese genius looked up at the goal of Rome and found The goalkeeper Piggliacelli stood forward, and suddenly he had a plan and raised his hand to ask for the ball! When he received the football, he passed one person and then kicked the football directly towards the center line of Rome. Goal! The football, like an arrow piercing the clouds, crossed half the pitch and headed straight into the goal of Rome! And the goalkeeper Piggliacelli was stunned and collapsed on the spot!"

Well, the voice of the fat boss is a bit hoarse. If he speaks Chinese, he must be very similar to Shan Tianfang...

In this way, Gao Zheng's "fame" shocked half of Boriasco.

After talking about the antecedents, Borata asked with great concern: "Have you received any notice from the club about your arrangements for the new season..."

Gao Zheng said: "I participated in pre-season training with the first team."

"Beautiful!" Borata waved his fist, and the flesh on his body rippled happily.

"Boss, you don't even know my arrangements for the new season, so you dare to help me get rid of the cowhide?" Gao Zheng found it interesting when he saw Borata's appearance. "Besides, just training with the first team now does not mean that I will definitely stay in the first team in the end. I may also be rented out."

"I have confidence in you, Gao. With your performance, you will definitely be able to stay in the first team, and you will definitely be able to play in the first team." Polata said confidently, "Unless the club's senior management and the new head coach of the first team, Art Zori is an idiot..."

Having said that, he suddenly paused.

"What's wrong?" Gao Zheng asked curiously.

"Uh, I don't know whether Atzori is stupid or not, but judging from last season, the top management of the club are indeed idiots!" Borata said with deep resentment, and then he handed the installed focaccia to Gao Zheng: "Come on in the new season, Gao, you must stay in the first team! You must play in the first team! Then I will go to the Blasinian Stand every home game day to cheer for you!"

"I will, boss. Foccacia can't be eaten for nothing."

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PS, tomorrow morning is the semi-finals of the World Cup.

There are only four games left until the end of the World Cup. The X**C event has betrayed everyone for almost a month. Thinking about it, I really miss everyone.

But there is no banquet in the world that never ends, let's make another appointment in four years' time!

First of all, do a good job in the remaining X**C activities of this World Cup.

The French team Belgium, of course I am optimistic about France.

This year's French team really looks like a champion, the three lines are also very balanced, and there are no obvious shortcomings, plus a talented Mbappé.

Compared with Belgium, there are some hidden dangers. For example, Hazard's state is not very good, and "Tintin" De Bruyne's position is too late. Knocking and hoping, if we still face France in this state, we will die miserably.

So I am optimistic that the French team will beat Belgium by two goals!