Chapter 9: I made a decision

Although he scored a very beautiful goal, Gao Zheng was not as excited as the others. It made people feel that the ball seemed to have nothing to do with him.
Everyone was cheering for him, but he walked back slowly with his hands on his hips and his head down.
He is observing his left ankle.
This is his biggest heart disease.
It was here at the beginning, and he was shoveled into deformation during the game, and he was seriously injured and recuperated for 13 months before returning to the court.
Even after returning to the court, he was injured several times later, and it is more related to this.
It is for this reason that the Milan laboratory concluded that his feet are no longer suitable for fiercely high confrontation professional football.
He returned to the old man to rest for almost a year. During this year, no matter whether it was his daily training or coming to play such an amateur game, his left ankle did not attack again. He used to think that the intensity of those amateur games was too low, not enough to allow his ankle to trigger the limit.
So this time I heard that the opponent is very strong, Gao Zheng also specially carried out a warm-up specially, coupled with deliberately angering the other party, Gao Zheng wanted to challenge the limit.
The ball just now was indeed a high-intensity test on his left ankle.
And the result is... his left ankle seems to have withstood such a test. He didn't drop the chain at the most critical moment in the middle, and now he doesn't feel anything is wrong.
This gave him a little snack.
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Gao Zheng lowered his head to pay attention to the changes in his ankles, and fell in the eyes of people who have no inner feelings. What Gao Zheng showed is a kind of calm. The person who likes it will feel that Gao Zheng is chic, but the person who hates him will feel that Proud and pretending.
Fu Jian stared at Gao Zheng's eyes very unfriendly.
Listen to the cheers from the sidelines. Gao Zheng has become the protagonist of this game. Winning or losing is not the most important thing. Everyone just wants to watch Gao Zheng's performance.
And yourself?
Reduced to his background board...
That bastard, apparently has been cancelled by AC Milan, why is it so popular?
Why is he still the most popular one in this broken place?
In the cheers, Fu Jian buried his head deeply and clenched his fists.
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When the game restarted, Yan Qing continued to defend Gao Zheng, but he was completely unable to prevent the opponent. Gao Zheng was like a wild horse that galloped across the court, playing as he wanted.
Don’t look at Gao Zheng’s outstanding height, but the ball seems to be stuck under his feet. It’s not easy for others to grab his ball. He takes the football through the defensive crowd, and it feels like A Dapeng fluttered among the flowers, but did not touch those flowers and leaves at all... This strange scene appeared in front of everyone.
The stands were already full of college students who heard the news. They did not hesitate to send their cheers and applause to Gao Zheng.
Although I have long heard of Gao Zheng’s name, when the boss Dong saw Gao Zheng’s performance on the sidelines, he was still surprised:
This... AC Milan is not good at this level? I don’t think those professional stars Is that so?"
Zhao Ju heard the emotion of Boss Dong next to him, he said nothing. In fact, he wanted to tell the boss that AC Milan didn’t look down on his brother’s technology, but his foot...
If it weren't for that serious injury, how could it be that Zheng now plays football here? How can you buy him to play a game for you with only 10,000 yuan?
The cheers of the college students waved into the ears of Zhao Ju, but he felt sad for Gao Zheng-he could only show his talent in football in front of these hundreds of people, and he could only deal with such a broken army. Opponents, what is the significance of the skills learned in the AC Milan youth training camp?
A harsh whistle interrupted Zhao Ju's mystery. When he raised his head, he saw Gao Zheng falling to the ground with his feet covered, and beside him, Huang Mao Fujian was lying.
Zhao Juxin stopped beating for a second, then he jumped and shouted: "Fuck you, you want to die!"
The red light players on the field also rushed over to find Fu Jian's trouble.
The Xinglong team also quickly got up to protect their players.
The conflict is almost instantaneous.
Yan Xing, the captain of the Xinglong team, rushed between the players on both sides, raising his arms and shouting: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! Let's see the injury first!"
Zhao Ju had already rushed to Gao Zheng, and he knelt in front of Gao Zheng and asked, "Has it touched there?"
"Left foot..."
"He..." Zhao Ju will immediately get up to find Fu Jian's trouble.
"It's okay, old Zhao." But Gao Zheng pulled him.
"Don't move, Zheng, I'll cut that bitch!" Zhao Ju wanted to get rid of Gao Zheng's hand.
"It's okay, old Zhao." Gao Zheng said as he turned and climbed up from the ground.
"Huh?" Zhao Ju looked up at Gao Zheng who had stood up. "Is it really all right?"
"Am I assassinating that stupid?" Gao Zheng moved his left ankle. "It hurt a little when I first hit it, but it's all right now. Old Zhao, it looks like my left ankle has stood the test. "A smile appeared on his face.
Looking at Gao Zheng's smile, Zhao Ju heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time turned his attention to Fu Jian.
The kid was being caught by Yan Qing's collar: "What the do you want!?"
"Brother Qing, I didn't mean it..." Fu Jian explained to himself with a smile on his face.
"You almost destroyed him just now!"
"Brother Qing, what do you mean, he still needs me to ruin?" Fu Jiandian opened his hand.
Yan Qing stared at him with cold eyes: "I tell you, this is the site of other people, you are noisy, when they clean up you, I don't care."
The smirk expression on Fu Jian's face solidified, and then he saw the red-light players with poor expressions, and of course, the college students who had rushed to the side of the court, and they looked like they were about to tear him.
Fu Jian counseled and bowed his head without saying a word.
Although the referee came up and gave a yellow card, Yan Qing patted him on the shoulder: "Go down by yourself, don't stay on the court."
Fu Jian gritted his teeth and finally walked down the court with his head down. Off the court, those college students gave way to him, but all of them stared at him with very unfriendly eyes.
Knowing that annoying Fu Jian didn't dare to let a fart go, he just ran away. When he ran away, he didn't even dare to take a look at Gao Zheng, for fear that they would be interpreted as provocation by those students... Fu Jian felt so useless for the first time, but was completely helpless.
On the other side, boss Dong also decided to replace Gao Zheng. Now the score is enough for them to win the game, and at this time the result is actually not the most important, Gao Zheng's health and safety is.
"Go to the hospital to make a film, check it?" Mr. Dong is very worried.
Gao Zheng smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, boss Dong, I hid a bit."
"Do you really need to go to the hospital?"
"No need. If there is nothing wrong with Boss Dong, I want to go back. You can give the money to Old Zhao."
"You can rest assured of money. I will let my driver give you..." Boss Dong is very attentive.
However, Gao Zheng shook his head and refused Dong's good intentions: "I'll just take a taxi myself."
Zhao Ju quickly said: "Don't, I will send you back." At this time, he didn't care much about whether he could get money or not.
Boss Dong took Gao Zheng’s hand and shook it:
I’ll hit the money directly on Xiao Zhao’s account. Rest assured! Go back and take a good rest. This time I’m so thankful to you, and it’s eye-opening for me. After decades of veteran football fans, your technology is top-notch in our country, I dare say that! It's a pity..."
He sighed.
Gao Zheng knows why Mr. Dong sighed. He smiled and said, "It's a pity that everyone has their own lives."
But unexpectedly, boss Dong shook his head vigorously: "I don't believe this. I used to move bricks on the construction site. If I admit my fate, I will move bricks all my life. I can have my current achievements, all by myself. So, Xiao Gao-I am older than you, don't you mind if you call Xiao Gao?"
Gao Zheng quickly shook his head: "Do not mind do not mind..."
"So Xiao Gao, don't be destined at a young age. Destiny is usually an excuse for the loser to find himself-bad life, ha! OK, I won't delay you, money. You can rest assured that my veteran Dong has been in business for so many years, and everyone knows that I am the most credible!"
"I believe I believe that boss Dong is a very bold person at first glance!" Gao Zheng gave his thumbs up and patted a fart gently. Wearing a high hat for Lord Jin, he didn't feel that he could not pull his face down at all.
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In the hearty laughs of Dong’s boss, Gao Zheng and Zhao Ju said goodbye to him and left this lively college football stadium in an Iraqi car.
Unlike when he talked with boss Dong before and laughed, Gao Zheng fell silent.
Even Zhao Ju, who was driving, was a bit strange: "What's the matter, Brother Zheng? Is there still a problem with his left foot?"
Gao Zheng shook his head: "No. This is the runner-up team you are talking about in amateur games? Didn't you think it was so powerful?"
"Hi, that's Weige, you're awesome! You're acting strange today, Weige..."
"Why is it strange?" Gao Zheng asked, looking at Zhao Ju.
"You seem to be more engaged and more active than the previous games..." Zhao Ju said his own observation.
"That's right." Gao Zheng snapped his fingers. "I really want to be more involved."
"Why? Because I said this opponent is stronger?"
"Well, I want to see if I can meet a stronger opponent to make the game more interesting."
"The answer?"
"Boring." Gao Zheng stretched out from the co-pilot's seat. "This game is boring. Those games I played before are also boring. Old Zhao, I don't want to play this kind of football anymore."
Zhao Ju smiled: "You shouldn't have played this kind of ball. Have you decided?"
"Well, it's decided. Tomorrow I will kneel in front of the old man and cry to him in tears: "Coach, I want to play professional football"..."
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PS, I wish you all a happy Children's Day!
Always maintain a childlike innocence.
The most important thing is that children do not have to make money to support their families, they just have to play, how good!
Now think about it, what is the trouble in childhood compared with the problems now...
In his childhood, Gao Zheng asked the old man that he could say he wanted to play football without hesitation. And when he grew up, he couldn't speak for a long time. The man is mature and thinks too much...
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