When Gao Zheng received the ball, turned around, and shot again, no one thought it would be an attack that could threaten Vicenza's goal.

Some people will blame Gao Zheng for ending an attack so casually, the young man is really frizzy and unreliable...

But in the next second, these people stared at Vicenza's goal with their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open.

The football was spinning inside, stirring up the somewhat loose net.

The Vicenza players in front of the goal all looked back at the goal, maintaining a dumbfounded expression.

The commentator Silio was stunned when the football flew into the goal, and then shouted hastily: "The goal is scored! The goal is scored!! Sampdoria equalized the score!! The goal is... Goal The goal is... Gao! Gao Zheng! In his professional league debut, the talented boy from China scored a goal within 10 minutes of his appearance! My God! It’s incredible! Whether it’s the event itself or the goal way of scoring!"

Blasey Stadium also erupted in huge cheers after a very brief silence.

"That kid! It's Gao! Gao scored a goal! I said he can do it!!" Clariant Moretti shook the fat on his body and shouted at every companion around him.

And his companions did not respond to his excited shouts, but looked at Vicenza's goal with disbelief.

"It turned out...really...a goal..."

Moretti hugged his companion and kissed him vigorously: "I told you! This is Gao! When you think he can't do it, he can do it! He came off the bench to make the impossible possible. of!"

On the other side of the stand, Borata pointed at Gao Zheng after scoring the goal and shouted to the people around him: "He ate our focaccia! He ate our focaccia! 'Sailor's House' , in Via Giuseppe Mazzini in Boliasco..."

"Damn!" This swearing came from Wang Yixing in the media seat. After Gao Zheng scored a goal, he used this sentence to represent his mood.

He was worried that Gao Zheng couldn't bear the pressure, he was worried that Iachini replaced Gao Zheng in order to scare others, he was worried about this and that... As a result, when he was worried in the media audience, Gao Zheng scored a goal.

"Ha!" Lu Bing raised his arms and shouted excitedly. "A good goal! This goal is really a thief!"

This ball is indeed a thief. Before the shot, no one thought that Gao Zheng would shoot. After the shot, no one thought that the ball would go in...

"Maybe... maybe it's luck?" Wang Yixing frowned beside him, he still had hidden worries in his heart.

"Even if you are lucky, it doesn't matter. A goal is a goal, and it doesn't count as a goal just because it is lucky." Lu Bing said it a bit awkwardly, but he believed that Wang Yixing could understand what he meant.

Even if it is an own goal on the court, it can be judged as a goal.

Wang Yixing fell silent.

On the other hand, Frécello turned around excitedly and gave the two Chinese counterparts a big hug: "Congratulations! Gao scored a goal on the field! This is really great, isn't it!"

Wang Yixing didn't answer him, but Lu Bing said with a smile: "This is indeed a good beginning."

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"Strike!" After Gao Zheng scored, everyone on the Sampdoria bench rushed out of their seats, jumped high, and shouted.

The telecast featured a close-up of coach Iachini, who also waved his arms.

The commentator Sirio laughed and said: "Iachini can breathe a sigh of relief. If he lost at home in his first game in office, his pressure may not be much less than that of Atezori..."

Atzoli, who was in front of the TV, heard the commentator mention his name and snorted heavily.

He's in a bad mood right now.

Because he knows very well what the media will say about him after this game.

The scene he longed for didn't happen.

This made him very puzzled—how could that Chinese boy not be crushed by the pressure? How did he score a goal?

He thought of that goal... In his opinion, he just turned around and kicked randomly, but he didn't expect the ball to go in...

God actually stood on the side of that Chinese boy, the Chinese don't believe in God!

Atzori complained for God.

But most of them are probably complaining about themselves.

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After scoring the goal, Gao Zheng did not celebrate, but signaled to his teammates to quickly fish out the football in the goal and try to score another goal in the remaining time.

When the game restarted, Sampdoria, who had just equalized the score, was boosted and launched a fierce attack on Vicenza's goal.

Vicenza, who had lost the ball, was a little flustered. Facing Sampdoria's fierce offensive, they could only struggle to cope, so there were many dangerous situations in front of the goal.

Seeing this scene, the Sampdoria fans in the stands cheered up and cheered and sang for their team.

The support of the fans in turn motivates the players.

Sampdoria is in full swing at their home court!

Even Silio sighed: "After so many games, the Blasey Stadium finally reminds people that this is the home of Sampdoria..."

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Because after Gao Zheng scored the goal, every time Gao Zheng took the ball, he would attract the attention of all the fans.

Lu Bing and Wang Yixing could easily feel the feeling of "all attention" in the media seats. Because every time the football is passed to Gao Zheng, there will be cheers from the stands.

In the football world, it is actually very simple to win the love and support of fans, and that is to score goals.

Especially goals in times of crisis.

This is a kind of love, but Wang Yixing always feels that this is also a huge pressure-if Gao Zheng can't maintain such an excellent state, will he disappoint the Sampdoria fans?

But fortunately, Gao Zheng hasn't disappointed until now.

After the goal, he also showed an excellent state, whether it was receiving or passing the ball, he was very stable, even if his goal made Vicenza pay more attention to him when defending.

After seeing Gao Zheng pass the football to Pozzi with one heel and create a chance to shoot, Lu Bing cheered loudly: "Beautiful! Beautiful!"

If Pozzi hadn't missed the ball, there might be another wave of cheers in the stands at this moment.

But even so, when Pozzi gave Gao Zheng a thumbs up, there was still applause from the stands of Blasey Stadium.

"Gao from China, only played for 17 minutes, used his performance to conquer the Sampdoria fans at the Blasey Stadium!" Silio said loudly. "We seem to be witnessing a genius professional football debut! Maybe like Messi's first appearance in Barcelona's first team, that game he came off the bench and scored a beautiful lob!"

Atzoli in front of the TV snorted dismissively: "Messi? Is the commentator out of his mind? This Chinese can be compared with Messi? It's just that he got lucky and scored a goal!"

He started drinking beer after bottle, as if it was the only way to make him feel better.

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