Although Pia made adjustments in the subsequent games, the situation on the field did not change.

Every attack by Sampdoria seems to be able to create a threat to Sassuolo's goal, while Sassuolo's offense seems to be inconsistent with many solutions.

Gao Zheng is of course Sampdoria's best performer, but every time he touches the ball, it will boo the Sassuolo fans in the stands.

Although Gao Zheng has never publicly criticized Sassuolo, after this game, I believe that no matter what Gao Zheng said, Sassuolo fans will probably not spare him easily.

Anyway, this is a foregone conclusion.

But no matter how Sassuolo fans booed, they could not change the result of their team's two-goal defeat.

When the referee blew the whistle at the end of the game, Sampdoria's players ran towards Gao Zheng and hugged him to celebrate, on the one hand because Gao Zheng helped the team win by himself, and on the other hand because they knew what this game meant to Gao Zheng.

Gao Zheng himself seemed very calm, far less excited than his teammates. If you only look at the expressions of both sides, it would be very strange who had a grudge against Sassuolo.

"Long live! Win!!" In the bar, Sampdoria fans cheered.

Chinese students also waved the national flag to show everyone that their and Gao Zheng were from the same country.

The happy Sampdoria fans also came up to hug, shook hands with the international students, and took the initiative to take photos with the Chinese fans holding the national flag. They gave them thumbs up when taking photos.

When leaving the bar, everyone was very excited. They participated in many international student activities together, but there was no such thing as they were today.

"This is the charm of football!" Xiao Yingying sighed. "Originally, no one knew each other, but because of football, you can now have a cheer to drink with your arms and shoulders... Because of Gao Zheng, I, a Chinese student, feel much more proud when walking on the streets of Genoa!"

Feng Shiyao smiled and said, "Xiao Yingying, I think you have really become a fan."

"That's nothing wrong, because Gao Zheng is not ashamed to fall in love with football." Xiao Yingying said proudly. "Where are you, Sister Feng, have you fall in love with football?"

Feng Shiyao shook her head: "I'm afraid I have to watch a few more games..."

"Then let's watch the game together in the future!" Feng Shiyao was willing to watch the football with her. Xiao Yingying was very happy. She couldn't pull Sister Feng out no matter how she played. Unexpectedly, she would be interested in football now.

When Ma Huanyang heard Xiao Yingying say this, he immediately stood up and called out: "I think organizing everyone to watch Gao Zheng's competition every weekend can be regarded as a fixed event organized by our international students. Are you saying it's okay?"

The excited international students were in high spirits. Someone made such a proposal, so they naturally passed the vote unanimously.

The boy with only glasses was sad and said, "Where did I go to get so many tickets?"

Ma Huanyang hurriedly said, "You don't have to go to the scene to watch it. I think it's also very interesting to watch football in the bar like today."

"Okay... OK, as long as you don't go to the scene..." The boy with glasses agreed.

Only Feng Shiyao was left without commenting, and everyone turned their anticipated eyes to her, including Xiao Yingying.

Faced with everyone's expectations, Feng Shiyao smiled slightly: "As long as I have time, I am willing to watch the game."

Everyone cheered: "That's great! Then that's it!"

The cheers from Ma Huanyang were the loudest.

After the game, Gao Zheng was surrounded by reporters in the mixed area. Everyone wanted to hear his views on his grudges with him and Sassuolo. Although he said before the game that he would not seek revenge on Sassuolo, perhaps it was a psychological battle to make the other party take it lightly.

Now that he has won the opponent 2:0, he has won the three-pointer. Will Gao Zheng give a different answer?

"Revenge? No, no, no." But Gao Zheng, who faced the reporters, still shook his head repeatedly and denied this statement. "I did not pass the Sassuolo trial, but I don't think I would hate Sassuolo for this. And I also want to thank Sassuolo for your rejection, otherwise how could I play football in Sampdoria?"

A reporter laughed: "Gao, are you sure you are really not sarcastic about Sassuolo?"

Gao Zheng waved his hand: "I'm telling the truth. In Sampdoria, both in the reserve team and the first team, I have met coaches who value me, and they have helped me very much. So I'm very glad that I was able to join Sampdoria."

A group of reporters were stunned when they saw Gao Zheng's words so sincerely that they didn't seem to be joking.

Could it be that we misunderstood Gao Zheng?

All the previous hypes were our own self-indulgent?

"But Gao, you feel very good after you play. Is this okay with that past?"

"In every game, as long as I can play, of course I hope to perform well, and it has nothing to do with whether there is a story or not. I won't be more active just because my opponent is Sassuolo, it's all the same."

The reporters racked their brains and couldn't dig out the "big news" they wanted from Gao Zheng's mouth, and finally they could only let Gao Zheng go back to the locker room helplessly.

Everyone looked at Gao Zheng's back as he walked away and always felt that this game should not end in such a dull way.

That's right, Gao Zheng did score two goals in the game, and one of them was very exciting. In any game, this is something that people can discuss repeatedly after the game.

But for Gao Zheng and Sassuolo, everyone hyped so much before the game. If it ended like this, the reporters always felt that something was missing.

At this moment, the reporters saw Pelle jumping over. They remembered that Pelle had a good relationship with Gao Zheng now. Maybe he would know something?

So the reporters stopped Pelle enthusiastically: "Graziano! Graziano!"

Pelle is very strange. These reporters are not so enthusiastic about him, after all, he has not scored a goal yet.

But he soon knew the answer.

"Gao said he has no hatred for Sassuolo, so this game has nothing to do with revenge. We all know that you and Gao have a good relationship. Have you ever talked about this issue?"

"Hey, what am I going to do..." Pelle grinned and said proudly, "Actually, I've asked him about your questions long ago! He really didn't plan to seek revenge on Sassuolo. What do you think he said?"

Pelle also in turn piqued the reporters' appetite.

At this time, the reporters had to cooperate with him as a supporting actor: "What did you say?"

After Pelle smiled and enjoyed the reporters' expectant gaze, he said: "Otherwise, what he said is always so profound!"

A group of reporters complained in their hearts: Don’t keep it a fucking confusion, just say it!

"He said he had no special feelings for Sassuolo. This game was a very ordinary game. It was just that Sassuolo accidentally blocked his way in the pursuit of victory! How about it, isn't it very cool!?"

The reporters looked at each other, and were indeed a little surprised, but they didn't expect Gao Zheng to say so.

This is indeed not about seeking revenge on Sassuolo, but about not taking Sassuolo seriously at all! It’s like stepping on an ant to death while walking. Do you think the person walking has a grudge against the ant?

Where can you make sense on the ants?
Chapter completed!