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Although he scored a very beautiful goal, Gao Zheng was not as excited as the others, making it feel as if the goal had 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 looking at his left ankle.

Here is his biggest heart disease.

It was here at the beginning. He was shoveled and deformed during the game, which made him recuperate for thirteen months before returning to the court.

Even after returning to the court, he suffered several injuries later, most of which were related to this.

It is also for this reason that the Milan laboratory concluded that his feet are no longer suitable for intense and high-confrontation professional football.

He returned to the old man and rested for almost a year. During this year, whether it was his daily training or playing such amateur games, his left ankle did not attack once again. He previously thought that the intensity of those amateur games was too low, not enough for his ankle to trigger the limit.

So this time I heard that the opponent is very strong, Gao Zheng also warmed up very seriously, coupled with deliberately provoking the opponent, Gao Zheng wanted to challenge the limit.

The ball just now was indeed a high-intensity test for his left ankle.

And the result is... His left ankle seems to have withstood such a test, did not drop the chain at the most critical moment in the middle, and now he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong.

This relieved him a little.

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Gao Zheng lowered his head and was paying attention to the changes in his ankle. In the eyes of those who don't understand the inside story, what Gao Zheng showed was a kind of calmness. People who like him will think Gao Zheng is chic, but those who hate him will think that he is sloppy. Proud, pretentious.

Fu Jian stared at Gao Zheng with very unfriendly eyes.

Listen to the cheers outside the court. 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 perform.

And what about myself?

Become his background board...

That bastard has already been terminated by AC Milan, why is he still showing off so much?

Why is he still the most popular in this poor place?

Amid 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 defend the opponent. Gao Zheng was like a wild horse galloping across the field, kicking whatever he wanted.

Regardless of Gao Zheng's outstanding height, the ball seems to be stuck under his feet. It is not easy for others to snatch the ball from him. A roc was flying among the flowers, but it didn't touch those flowers, branches and leaves at all... This weird scene was unfolded in front of everyone.

The stands were already crowded with college students who came after hearing the news, and they generously gave Gao Zheng their cheers and applause.

Although he has heard of Gao Zheng's name for a long time, when Boss Dong saw Gao Zheng's performance on the sidelines, he was still very surprised: This...this level of AC Milan can't even look down on it? I don't think those professional stars are too good. Is that so?

Director Zhao heard Boss Dong's emotion from the side, but he didn't say anything. In fact, he really wanted to tell the boss that what AC Milan didn't like was not Brother Zheng's skills, but Brother Zheng's foot...

If it weren't for that serious injury, how could Brother Zheng be playing here now? How can you buy him to play a game for you for only 10,000 yuan?

The cheers of the college students came to Zhao Ju's ears one after another, but he felt sad for Gao Zheng - he could only show his football talent in front of these hundreds of people, and he could only deal with such a defeated team. Opponent, what is the significance of the skills learned in the AC Milan youth training camp?

A piercing whistle interrupted Bureau Zhao's delusions.

When he raised his head, he saw Gao Zheng fell to the ground clutching his feet, and beside him lay the yellow-haired Fu Jian.

Zhao Ju's heart stopped beating for a second, and then he jumped up and shouted, Bitch Fu, you fucking want to die!

The Red Light players on the field also rushed over to trouble Fu Jian.

The Xinglong team also hastened to protect their players.

Conflict is almost imminent.

It was Yan Qing, the captain of the Xinglong team, who rushed between the players on both sides, raised his arms and shouted: Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! Check the injury situation first!

Fu Jian had already rushed to Gao Zheng's side, he knelt in front of Gao Zheng and asked, Did you meet there?

Left foot...

Rihe... Director Zhao was about to get up immediately to trouble Fu Jian.

It's okay, Old Zhao. But Gao Zheng held him back.

Don't move, brother Zheng, I'll cut that bitch! Director Zhao wanted to break free from Gao Zheng's hand.

It's all right, Old Zhao. Gao Zheng rolled over and got up from the ground.

Huh? Zhao Ju looked up at Gao Zheng who had already got up, Is it really all right?

Should I excuse that idiot? Gao Zheng stretched his left ankle, It hurt a little when I first hit it, but it's okay now. Old Zhao, it seems that my left ankle has withstood the test. ’ A smile appeared on his face.

Seeing Gao Zheng's smile, Director Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time turned his attention to Fu Jian.

That kid was being grabbed by the collar by Yan Qing: What the hell do you want to do!?

Brother Qing, I didn't do it on purpose... Fu Jian explained for himself with a playful smile.

You almost destroyed him just now!

Brother Qing, what do you say, he still needs me to destroy it? Fu Jian spread his hands.

Yan Qing stared at him with cold eyes: I tell you, this is their territory, if you make a fuss again, I won't care when they clean you up.

The playful expression on Fu Jian's face froze, and then he saw those Red Light players with bad expressions, and of course the college students who had already rushed to the sidelines, each of them looked as if they were going to tear him apart.

Fu Jian was timid, and lowered his head without saying a word.

Although the referee came up and gave him a yellow card, Yan Qing patted him on the shoulder: Go down by yourself, don't stay on the field.

Fu Jian gritted his teeth, and finally walked off the court with his head down. Off the court, those college students made way for him, but all of them stared at him with very unfriendly eyes.

Knowing that Fu Jian had offended everyone, he didn't dare to fart, so he just ran away. When he ran away, he didn't even dare to look at Gao Zheng, for fear that he would be interpreted as a provocation by those students... Fu Jian felt so useless for the first time, but he was completely powerless.

On the other side, Boss Dong also decided to replace Gao Zheng. The current score is enough for them to win the game. Besides, the result is not the most important thing at this time, Gao Zheng's health and safety are.

Go to the hospital to take an X-ray and have an examination? Boss Dong was very worried.

Gao Zheng smiled and shook his head: It's okay, Boss Dong, I hid for a while.

Is there really no need to go to the hospital?

It's really unnecessary. If Boss Dong has nothing to do here, I want to go back. Just give Lao Zhao the money.

Don't worry about the money. I'll let my driver take you... Boss Dong was very attentive.

But Gao Zheng shook his head and politely rejected Boss Dong's kindness: I'll just take a taxi myself.

Director Zhao hurriedly said: No, I'll take you back. At this moment, he didn't care much about getting the money or not.

Boss Dong shook Gao Zheng's hand: I'll transfer the money directly to Xiao Zhao's account at that time, don't worry! Go back and have a good rest. Thank you so much this time, it opened my eyes. I also watched I have been an old football fan for decades, and your skills are top-notch in our country, so I dare to say that! It’s a pity...

He sighed.

Gao Zheng knew why Boss Dong sighed, he smiled and said, There is nothing to regret, everyone has his own life.

Unexpectedly, Boss Dong shook his head vigorously: I don't believe this. I used to be a brick mover on the construction site. If I accept my fate, I will be a brick mover all my life. I can achieve what I have now, all because of my own hard work. So, Xiao Gao——I'm older than you, so you don't mind being called Xiao Gao?

Gao Zheng shook his head quickly: I don't mind, I don't mind...

So Xiao Gao, don't become fate at a young age. Fate is usually an excuse that losers make for themselves-fate is not good, ha! Okay, I won't delay you, it's about money Don't worry, my old Dong has been in business for so many years, and everyone knows that I am the most trustworthy!

I believe, I believe, Boss Dong is a very forthright person! Gao Zheng gave a thumbs up and flattered him lightly. Wearing a high hat for the benefactor, he may not feel embarrassed at all, he has been used to it for a year.

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Amidst Boss Dong's hearty laughter, Gao Zheng and Zhao Ju bid farewell to him, and left the bustling university football field in a beautiful Iraqi car.

Unlike when he was chatting and laughing with Boss Dong before, Gao Zheng fell silent after getting into the car.

Even Zhao Ju, who was driving the car, was a little surprised: What's the matter, brother Zheng? There is still a problem with your left foot?

Gao Zheng shook his head: No. This is the runner-up team in the amateur competition you mentioned? Don't you think it's so good?

Hey, that's Brother Zheng, you are amazing! Brother Zheng, your behavior is a bit strange today...

Why is it so strange? Gao Zheng turned to Zhao Ju and asked.

You seem to...be more involved and energetic than those previous games... Director Zhao expressed 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 meeting stronger opponents can make the game more interesting.

What's the answer?

Boring. Gao Zheng sat on the passenger seat and stretched. This game is boring, and the games I played before were 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 football. Have you decided?

Well, it's decided. Tomorrow I will go kneel in front of the old man, cry bitterly and say to him: 'Coach, I want to play professional football'...

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PS, I wish everyone a happy Children's Day!

Always keep a childlike innocence.

The most important thing is that children don't need to make money to support their families, they just need to play, how wonderful!

Now that I think about it, the troubles of my childhood are nothing compared to the problems I have now...

When Gao Zheng was a child, facing the old man's questioning, he could say without hesitation that he wanted to play football. But when he grew up, he couldn't speak for a long time, and when he matured, he thought too much...