Chapter 329: good day

On the night when Sampdoria won the first UEFA Champions League group match, half of the Genoa cities were in a carnival.
The other half was very disturbed, and always felt that those Sampdoria fans were deliberately celebrating this to show them.
Genoa stayed in the First Division despite being thrilled and relegated last season. But compared with the dead enemies in the same city, I have the heart to want to die.
The gap between the two teams is growing.
They hope that Sampdoria can lose the Champions League game, and only if they lose, can they have some balance in their hearts.
Seeing that the rivals in the same city won the Derby and the Champions League, the mentality of the Genoa fans exploded.
The Sampdoria team, who won the game, had a group dinner and celebrated.
Of course, it was Bellardi who scored the first goal in the game.
The coaches didn't go, just the players got together.
Despite the league on the weekend, Di Francisco also gave the players half a day off, they can not use it for training the next morning, and come back in the afternoon.
And everyone just ate a meal together, and did not go to the nightclub to drink and get away. After all, it was only a victory in the group game. If you still go to the nightclub to make a show, then everyone will definitely think of Sampdoria. The players are really savages, they have never seen the world, a group stage victory will have to celebrate on such a large scale...
When Gao Zheng woke up the next day, he found many congratulations and congratulations on his mobile phone.
Some use WeChat and some use SMS.
His parents, mentors Yang Wenlong and Zhao Ju all sent WeChat congratulations on his goal in the Champions League and helped the team win.
Another is the WeChat message sent by Feng Shiyao: "Great, the first Chinese player who scored in the Champions League main game, the domestic media are boasting about you, and you are all on Weibo today."
Gao Zheng answered all WeChat messages one by one with words of thanks, and finally came back to Feng Shiyao: "Are you bored?"
"Well, it's a bit aesthetically tiring," Feng Shiyao replied. "I go to work today and the company is discussing you. I have heard your name at least ten times."
"Isn't there a sense of hilarity I know about stars?"
"You don't say, sometimes I really forget that you are a star."
Gao Zheng made an expression of covering his face with tears.
"Did you get up? It's a little late today." Feng Shiyao asked.
"The coach gave him half a day off. I didn't need to train this morning, so I slept a little."
"As a professional player, shouldn't we get up early every morning to face the rising sun training, and sweat before the dawn, do you practice three summers and three nines in winter?"
"Are you reading a lot of comics?" Gao Zheng replied.
This time it was replaced by Feng Shiyao with a tongue-out grimace expression.
"You watched the game?" Gao Zheng asked.
"Look."
Gao Zheng turned over the chat log, saw the time of Feng Shiyao's message, converted the time difference, and found that it was past 8 o'clock in the morning.
He was surprised: "Are you still working on time?"
"Otherwise?"
"Work hard, celebrate at noon for me?"
"Oh, I just want to take a nap at noon. I'm working."
"Okay, you are busy."
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Putting down the phone, Feng Shiyao yawned in front of the computer and took a sip of the cold coffee on the table.
Get up and continue working.
On the other side of the earth, Gao Zheng put down his phone and got up from the soft bed, facing the bright sunshine outside the window, stretching a big lazy waist.
He scored the first goal of the UEFA Champions League last night, but he is no longer excited about that goal, because there will be many such goals in the future.
It was such an ordinary morning that made him feel very comfortable, it seemed to be the beginning of a good day.
After washing well, after eating breakfast briefly, he went out to buy the necessities of life.
He didn't deliberately hide his identity, there was no low peak cap, no sunglasses wide enough to cover half of his face, and there was no mask specifically to remind others that "I am a star".
Along the way, he met many people, they recognized themselves, and greeted him enthusiastically, he also took pictures with some enthusiastic fans, and signed them. After taking a picture with him, these fans will give him a thumbs up, bless him, congratulate him, cheer him on.
Everyone had a big smile on his face, and Biberiasco's sunshine was brighter this morning.
When Gao Zheng returned to the apartment he rented with a pile of food, he had determined that today was a good day.
Although today is only half past.
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"Have you watched the Champions League yesterday?"
"It was early this morning!"
On the school playground, a group of boys in jerseys are excitedly discussing Sampdoria's Champions League game against the Celtics.
The average boys discuss the Champions League, and they must be talking about the games of the giants, such as Manchester United, Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​Bayern Munich, etc., etc., very few people will happily discuss the duel of the two not-so-luxury teams .
But because of Gao Zheng in this game, the situation has become different.
The boys fiddled with football while discussing.
Some people have seen it, some people haven’t. After all, it’s not easy for students to stay up late and watch the game.
So the people who watched it enthusiastically introduced Gao Zheng's goal.
"I tell you that Gao Zheng was like that at the time. He first pretended to make a head-on breakthrough, and all of his body protruded, and he stopped suddenly! Then he just..."
A boy talked about dancing, and finally decided to use football to demonstrate.
But this very easy action is not easy to do.
The boy mixed garlic under his feet and sat down directly on the floor, causing everyone to laugh happily.
"Let's go!" Another boy took the football and prepared to replicate Gao Zheng's goal. He didn't mix garlic this time, but his movements were very stiff and slow, and he didn't look beautiful.
Finally, everyone cheered: "Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan, you try it! You are the most skilled of us!"
In the shouts of everyone, Lin Yuan stood up and hooked the football with his feet, then copied Gao Zheng’s goal in the game completely, and finally volleyed the football into nobody with his left foot. Goalkeeper.
This set of actions aroused everyone's cheers: "Lin Yuan is so powerful! It is indeed our team's ace striker!"
"That's it! Lin Yuan, I think you can take the professional football path!"
"Awesome!"
Lin Yuan heartily accepted the praise and praise from everyone, he would not tell them, this set of actions he secretly practiced many times to be so skilled at once...
When I first watched the goal video, I might not think how difficult the ball is, but I really tried to copy it and found that the high heel kick of the coach was the most difficult, because it was necessary to conceal the sudden, the movement range could not be large, If the action range is not large enough, the knocking power is very difficult to master, and it is easy to knock down, which affects the continuity of movement and the breakthrough effect.
But Coach Gao did so freehand in the game, as if by the way.
Director Yang always asks them to practice basic movements. He is as boring as everyone. If they want to learn some cool movements, they will be scolded by Director Yang.
But now Lin Yuan does not resist such training, because Guidance Yang told them that Coach Gao had always been asked by Yang to conduct basic training when he was a kid.
Only when you are very, very skilled and able to practice those basic movements to become the instinct of the body, can you make those difficult movements so smoothly.
Lin Yuan takes Gao Zheng as an idol and Gao Gao as his goal, hoping that he will be able to achieve Gao Zheng one day, instead of secretly practicing many times before coming to the school to show off his skills.
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