Feng Shiyao, who returned to the dormitory, took out her cell phone and opened WeChat.

In her circle of friends, the classmates are posting their daily daily life, where did they eat delicious food, and when they encounter interesting things, and if they have any worries in life, they will complain to their circle of friends.

The Moments function has just been online for more than a month, and everyone is at the latest. Some people have completed the talk in the QQ space, and some regard Moments as Weibo.

There are also international students like her who are keenly aware of business opportunities and start purchasing agents in their circle of friends.

Her circle of friends is very lively every day.

But Feng Shiyao had never seen Gao Zheng post on WeChat Moments.

The two have never contacted each other since adding WeChat to greet each other on Christmas.

Will you forget it after adding it for too long and become a stranger again?

If this is the case, wouldn’t it be bad to make a request by yourself?

Feng Shiyao suddenly patted her head, what are you worried about? Is it okay? I will only know after asking...

Thinking of this, she flipped into "Xiao Gao" in her contact address book, then clicked on the conversation, and wrote in a typing instead of a voice message: "Are you there? Is it convenient to ask you for help? "

After sending the message, Feng Shiyao waited for Gao Zheng to reply to her. This was probably the first time she was looking forward to a boy's reply to her news.

But after waiting around, after ten minutes, there was no reply.

She frowned.

Are you a little too anxious? You shouldn't have said you want to help from the beginning. Many people will refuse when they see others asking for help from them.

Of course it is not easy to refuse, so I just hung it for a few days and said that I didn't receive the news...

So will Xiao Gao be like this?

Maybe he may not remember who he is? After all, celebrities like him have to come into contact with all kinds of people every day. How could he still remember someone who met a year and a half ago?

Xiao Yingying is right. She and him are completely from two different worlds, so why do I think the other party will help me?

I thought I had broken the dimensional wall, but it turned out that it was just my own illusion...

Just as Feng Shiyao began to think about random things, Xiao Gao suddenly replied.

“What’s the busy thing?”

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Gao Zheng and his teammates finished their celebration at home in Sassuolo and walked straight to the airport on the bus. They wanted to rush back to Genoa to rest.

When he was at the airport, Gao Zheng could finally take out his cell phone and take a look, and then he saw a message from Sister Feng.

Gao Zheng did not frown at the screen of the phone and thought about who "Sister Feng" was. He had few WeChat contacts, and this Sister Feng was the only one besides his relatives and friends, so Gao Zheng knew very well who she was, the singing girl she met twice during the journey and in Genoa Plaza.

Speaking of which, since they added WeChat friends on Christmas, they have never contacted each other again, as if the WeChat friends were just added casually.

If others add friends, they must chat and enhance their relationship.

As a result, the two of them got together and they were silent after they exchanged holiday greetings.

I added WeChat because I was destined to be a good person, but I just added WeChat...

So when Gao Zheng suddenly saw Sister Feng actually looked for him, he was a little surprised.

"Are you there? Is it convenient to ask you for help?"

Although I don’t know what it is, but if the other party takes the initiative to ask her to help her, Gao Zheng felt that Sister Feng must have encountered a big trouble. Although she doesn’t know why she was looking for her, Gao Zheng could not pretend not to see it.

He remembered that this short-haired girl was very independent and strong.

So he replied, "What's the busy thing?"

He didn't agree directly. What if it was a task that he could not accomplish? He let go of the big talk but couldn't fulfill it, which would hurt his character.

Gao Zheng didn't say much, he could do it if he wanted to say it. Just like this time when he hit Sassuolo, others thought he was arrogant, but Gao Zheng knew that he was just telling the truth.

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“What’s the busy thing?”

"That's right. My roommates joined an international student organization. They are all your fans. They will make an appointment to watch your game every week. Now there is only the last game left. They especially hope to go to watch your game on site, but they can't get tickets. If you have a way, we can buy it for you..."

"Hey? How do you know I'm a player?"

"Genoa is full of photos of you everywhere, and you can't even avoid watching TV. How could you not know? Star Xiao Gao."

Gao Zheng gave a shy expression and said, "Okay, there is no problem with tickets. In fact, every player of us has a ticket limit for every game, but I have never used it before..."

Seeing that Gao Zheng agreed so readily, Feng Shiyao was afraid that the other party would only have one or two tickets, so he quickly added: "This, they have a lot of people..."

"I understand, how many pictures are needed?"

Feng Shiyao was stunned for a moment, but unexpectedly Gao Zheng did not refuse, but asked directly about the specific number of people.

More than a dozen tickets...is it so easy to get it?

There are about sixteen people watching football together. Ma Huanyang took two away, and there were still thirteen people left.

For thirteen tickets, even if the player has a ticket limit, he probably doesn’t have a dozen tickets, right?

But she still reported the number of tickets to Gao Zheng: "Thirteen... I know a lot, if it is inconvenient, it's all right." But she also explained, as if she was afraid that Gao Zheng would be embarrassed.

But Gao Zheng quickly replied: "No problem, I'll find a way, don't worry."

"Thank you then!" Feng Shiyao did not forget to follow another smile and showed two rows of teeth.

"Don't be polite, who told us that we are destined to be? Ha!" Gao Zheng replied straightforwardly.

Feng Shiyao felt a little happy when she saw Gao Zheng’s reply, as if she had refuted a widely circulated rumor, and the result of the refutation was very consistent with her expectations...

We are not people from two worlds!

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Gao Zheng put down his phone, although he boasted that thirteen tickets were not a problem... but how could it not be a problem...

Every player who can be selected for the roster will have several tickets because their family members or agents will come to watch the game on site.

Gao Zheng had never used this amount before finding his agent. Now he will provide a ticket to his agent Viviano at every home court.

He only had two tickets himself. After Viviano used one, there were only one ticket left. There were twelve tickets left from the goal. It felt very far away when he thought about it... He could also prevent Viviano from coming this game, so he could have two tickets left, but there were still eleven left...

After seeing Gao Zheng chatting with others on his mobile phone for a while, Pelle suddenly frowned and fell into silence.

Pelle's eyes turned and thought Gao Zheng had encountered an emotional problem, so he patted Gao Zheng on the shoulder: "It's no big deal. Gao, the old ones don't go to the new ones, are you such an excellent man, afraid that you can't find a woman?"

Gao Zheng turned his head to look at him with a confused look: "What are you talking about?"

"Uh, weren't you dumped by a woman?"

Gao Zheng was amused and crying: "What made you have such an illusion?"

"I see your expression is wrong..."

"What, I'm really worried about something, but it has nothing to do with feelings." Gao Zheng said.

"Ah, what is that? If you don't want to say it, forget it..." Pelle raised his hands.

"It's nothing... You know, I know some Chinese students. They want to come to watch my competition on site, but they can't buy tickets, so they want me to help..." Gao Zheng told Pelle about Feng Shiyao asking him.

After hearing this, Pelle smiled: "Hey, I think it's something... I also have two tickets, just give it to you. Anyway, it's a waste."

"Where is your agent?"

"My agent is not the only player, so how can he watch me play in Genoa every week?"

"Thank you Graziano, now there are four tickets, and there are still nine left. I'll think of another way..."

"I have a way!" Pelle suddenly said.

"What are you going to do?" Gao Zheng was surprised.

Then he saw Pelle stand up from his seat, patted the back of the seat hard and said loudly: "Everyone listen to me, listen to me!"

Everyone was attracted by Pelle's loud voice and turned their heads to look at him, not knowing what he was going to say.

"Our Gao was in a big trouble and needed our help!"

Gao Zheng then realized what Pelle's method was. He wanted to pull Pelle down, but it was too late... Then he could only watch Pelle promote his problem to everyone after exaggerating it, and the eyes of his teammates looking at him gradually became wrong.

Of course Gao Zheng knew what this look meant. When that bastard Pelle promoted this issue, he called the person seeking help "her". Who can't hear his implicit meaning?

Damn it!
Chapter completed!