Chapter 112: Tomorrow Star Kotaka

"... In the just-concluded Sampdoria home game against Varese, the Chinese player Gao again gave us a wonderful goal. He picked two Varese in a row in the game. The player then volleyed the ball into Varese’s goal with a beautiful turn... With this goal, Sampdoria finally defeated Varese 1:0 at home and after the winter break The team's start...I dare to assert that this goal will appear in various highlights in the next week...Next, let us appreciate Gao's wonderful goal again..."
In the newspaper office area of ​​the "Nineteenth Century", a huge LCD TV is hung, which is playing the highlights of this round of Serie B produced by the TV station.
Many people who are not busy at this moment are gathered in front of the TV at this moment, holding a coffee cup, looking up at the TV screen, Gao Zheng just picked up Thales backwards, and then turned and volleyed until the football flew in. At the goal, Varese goalkeeper Walter Bresson failed to make an effective save action-he almost turned his head and sent the football into the goal he guarded.
"Oh! It's so beautiful!"
Although I have seen it many times, at this moment, cheers and applause rang out in the office area. These people are all supporters of Sampdoria.
While they applauded Sampdoria's victory and Gao Zheng's beautiful goal, Freccello was in the editor's office and asked him.
"I want to conduct an exclusive interview with Gao." Freccello said. "I heard that "Trade Courier" seems to be contacting him, and we are going to be in front of "Trade Courier"."
Editor-in-Chief Vincenzo Camaneto nodded: "You're right, you can't let the Trade Courier take the lead. Is there anything you need to cooperate with you?"
"I hope to reserve a full version for me..."
"A full page?" Camaneto exclaimed, then frowned, "Is it too exaggerated?"
"Not at all. I don't even know if a full-page is enough." Freccello said. "There's too much to dig out for that kid. His Chinese identity, his experience in the reserve team, he and Atzori's grievances, in addition to AC Milan, he has received youth training in AC Milan, and won the U16's national best, don't you want to know why such a good player did not stay in AC Milan in the end? "
"Isn't it because of a serious injury?"
"That's just one of the reasons... And I heard that before coming to Sampdoria, he went to Sassuolo for a trial. The performance in the trial was quite good, but why he didn't stay in Sasso Luo, instead came Sampdoria?"
Freccello asked the editor-in-chief Camaneto to be speechless, and then nodded: "It seems that there are still a lot of secrets hidden in this Chinese genius..."
"Of course, as long as all of them can be dug out, I bet it will cause a lot of discussion in the city!"
Looking at his fighting spirit, Camaneto nodded: "Okay, I will reserve a full version for you."
"But if..." Freccello wanted to fight for more.
"If it's over, it's made up and down, and the next one goes to the next issue." Camaneto finalized.
"Good!" Freccello was also very satisfied with the result.
He turned around and strode out of the office. His colleagues who had been surrounded by the TV had already dispersed a lot, because now the games of other teams have been broadcast.
When Freccello passed by the colleagues' desks, he could still hear the voices lowering his voice. Of course, the focus of the discussion was Gao Zheng.
"...It's incredible. I used to think that the Chinese will not play football, but Gao changed my prejudice. He should be the best player in China..."
"I think he puts it aside despite his high Chinese identity. Sampdoria has really picked up this time!"
"The idiot Atzori, if he had a high level of trust, would not fall into this situation..."
"Cough, can we stop mentioning him?"
Listening to such comments, Freccello slightly raised his mouth.
The conflict between Gao Zheng and Atzori was exposed by him, and this is the most fulfilling thing he feels to do so far. To be more arrogant, he saved Sampdoria and changed Gao Zheng's fate.
After he finishes the interview, more people will know him, this time not because he is the representative of the brave player who fought against Atzori, but the star of tomorrow who really speaks with his strength.
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Feng Shiyao was practicing guitar with his guitar in the dormitory. At this moment, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and her singing came to an abrupt end.
"Eh, don't stop, Sister Feng, continue." Xiao Yingying waved to Feng Shiyao.
"One ten yuan, Chenghui." Feng Shiyao reached out to Xiao Yingying.
Xiao Yingying photographed what was in her palm: "Is it good to use the handsome guy to pay off?"
That is a photo.
"The handsome guy is worth ten yuan in your heart?" Feng Shiyao picked up the photo. "Which handsome guy are you with..."
She froze before she finished talking.
Xiao Yingying smiled and said: "This is the Chinese player who played in Sampdoria! I tell you that he is a handsome guy, really a handsome guy! You look so handsome, are you stupid?"
Feng Shiyao raised his hand and made a beating: "You went before Christmas, how come the photos are given to you now?"
"Isn't the person in charge of international students having severe procrastination?" Xiao Yingying pointed to the handsome guy in the sportswear in the photo and asked Feng Shiyao, "Just ask if you are handsome or not!"
Feng Shiyao looked at the "Xiao Gao" in the photo and said lightly: "Don't you think you are so handsome?"
"Hum, you are jealous, Sister Feng!"
"He is a man, I am jealous of what he does?" Feng Shiyao was amused.
"Uh... yes." Xiao Yingying also reacted.
"The handsome guy returns you." Feng Shiyao returned the photo to Xiao Yingying.
"I'll tell you, Sister Feng, everyone else is okay, warm and gentle. So many of us were looking for him to sign for a group photo. He was impatient and satisfied with each other..."
Listening to Xiao Yingying praising him in front of him, Feng Shiyao nodded absently. "Well, I know..."
"Know what...you didn't go again. Are you sorry now?"
"Sorry..." Feng Shiyao nodded, but then she grimaced at her roommate, "It's strange!"
Xiao Yingying snorted and ignored Feng Shiyao, took a group photo of herself and the handsome guy, and carefully read it. There was also a saying in his mouth: "The smile is particularly handsome. Compared with him, the piano prince has become a little ordinary... "
Feng Shiyao listened to the roommate's mumble, and subconsciously plucked the strings. She was still a little surprised by what she had just discovered-she really didn't expect that the little taller looking ordinary, turned out to be a professional player, because of his thinness The small body is really not compatible with the fierce football game...
Maybe it's a young player who can't play.
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