In the new era of the Internet, the place where information spreads the fastest is always on the Internet.

After the evening press conference, the content about this press conference appeared on the Internet in the evening.

"…Gao announced at a press conference that he would refuse all interviews from the Trade Courier from now on. This is a disastrous blow to the Trade Courier, which is determined to hype a big news..."

"There was another interesting thing at the press conference. When Chiorno, a reporter from the Trade Courier, stood up and introduced himself, Gao interrupted him and asked him to repeat himself. So Mr. Chiorno did as he did. But after he just finished the newspaper where he worked, Gao announced that he would no longer accept interviews with the Trade Courier. The scene at that time was so fun and fun!"

"The official account of the Trade Courier condemned Gao's behavior on Twitter, which they believed was a bad behavior that undermined the freedom of the press... They slammed Gao and Sampdoria Club in their own newspapers. It seems that there is a big news missing, and they are planning to create another big news... But now their limelight has been stolen by another thing..."

"Gao actually announced at the press conference that he had won the deposit boot - be careful, it was not that he wanted to compete for the Golden Boot, but that he had booked the Golden Boot in advance!"

"I can't understand why Gao said this, to divert the attention attracted by the criticism of him by the Trade Courier? But this is very stupid. When the Trade Courier criticized him, there were actually many people who supported him, but now he does this, there are probably not many people who support him..."

"I hate the high reservation of Golden Boots. It's so arrogant! Who does he think he is? The league has just begun thirteen rounds, and the Serie A is the most defensive and powerful. How easy is it to get the Golden Boot? What's the point of doing this now besides making people think he is an arrogant person?"

"Reserve the Golden Boot? Well, although he has thirteen goals now, that doesn't mean he's stable..."

"As of the 13th round of the league, the current ranking of the scorers list is like this. Of course, the first place is Gao. He scored thirteen goals, but if he can get the Golden Boots firmly, I feel Gao is too optimistic now, or he doesn't seem to take other competitors seriously at all? The second in the scorers list is AC Milan's Salavi. He scored ten goals in the 13th round of the league, and it is only three goals away from Gao. Such a gap is not enough to make Gao say what the Golden Boots are to be reserved, right?"

"Gao wants to get the golden boots? He doesn't urinate and looks at himself. He thinks that taking the golden boots in Serie A is like eating, and he can take them as long as he wants?"

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"Some messages are getting more and more unpleasant..."

Viviano looked at his phone and shook his head.

"Normal." Gao Zheng brushed his phone, but the expression on his face was very calm.

"Aren't you angry?" Viviano carefully observed Gao Zheng's expression, wanting to see if he hid his real expression below.

Gao Zheng smiled: "What's so angry about this? They scold me and it doesn't cause any substantial harm to me, but I got the Golden Boot, but it will make them angry. Why should I be angry?"

"You have a good mentality, so I can't. I want to tweet and scold them, can you?" After Viviano had the experience of the last time, he knew that he had to go through Gao Zheng's approval first.

"Yes, say whatever you want."

"Okay." After saying that, Viviano lowered his head and pressed it on his phone.

After the fight, he showed it to Gao Zheng: "How about saying so?"

Gao Zheng took a look: "Andre, you are watching the fun without any big deal..."

Viviano smiled and said, "What am I? You are? You are not a big deal! How could I think you could take what we said privately at the press conference and say it publicly..."

Gao Zheng smiled and didn't say anything.

Viviano took back his phone and pressed the send button.

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During the verbal battle between Gao Zheng and Donnarumma, Viviano showed his face. Everyone knew him and paid attention to him in normal times, so when he spoke this time, someone immediately saw it.

In this voice criticizing Gao Zheng, the tweet posted by Gao Zheng's agent Viviano is very distinctive: "Don't laugh at people who can do it yourself. If a super genius can be understood by mortals, it is not a super genius. Is it incredible to reserve a golden boot? Only those who have no knowledge will make a fuss!"

Many netizens immediately left messages.

"Is this crazy?"

"Do you know that Gao said that? Don't delete it again later, that's embarrassing..."

"Sit down and wait for the post to be deleted!"

"It doesn't matter if I deleted it, I have saved the screenshot!"

"Why did Gao find such an agent? I think it will hinder his development..."

These netizens had a great time under Viviano's tweet, waiting happily to see the agent being slapped in the face.

But an hour passed, two hours passed, and three hours passed, and this tweet from Viviano was still there and was not deleted.

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Stefan Al Salavee was watching TV alone at home, and suddenly he received a message from his friend Palin on his phone. It was a screenshot of the news.

"Gao: Yes, I'm thinking about the Golden Boot, I'll get the Golden Boot."

Saravi was stunned.

Palin sent another message: "Just just now, Gao suddenly announced that he had decided to win the best scorer of the season, and there were already a lot of scolding on the Internet."

"What are you scolding?"

"Call him overestimated his abilities. How could he announce that he got the Golden Boot when the league started the thirteenth round? Hey, Stefan, what do you think? Now you are only behind him, there are three goals missing?"

Salave stared at the screenshots sent by Palin, and his expression gradually became serious.

Then he replied: "I won't let him get what he wants!"

"Come on, Stefan! You are the one who has the most hope to defeat him now!"

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In the backyard of Maxi Lopez's house, Icardi and teammate Romero are visiting, and they are chatting with the Maxi Lopez and his children while eating barbecue.

Although Maxi Lopez was injured, he was in a good state of mind. He was very happy to see everyone having a good conversation, especially his children seemed to like Icardi.

The outside world says that Icardi is an introverted and perverted person, and that is because they don’t understand this child at all!

He couldn't help but speak out for Icardi in his heart.

The happy Maxi Lopez did not pay attention to his wife Wanda's eyes also fell on Icardi.

Icardi was playing with his children, like a bigger child.

His every frown and smile was reflected in Wanda's eyes by the flames.

At this moment, Romero suddenly said, "Hey, have you heard that Gao suddenly announced in a high-profile manner that he wanted to reserve a golden boot?"

"Ah? Is there anything else?" Maxi Lopez asked in confusion.

Icardi also stopped playing with a few children and turned around and looked over.

Romero read the news on his phone and said, "No wonder Gao took the initiative to attend the press conference... He is going to put satellites!"

"This...is a bit too high-profile. We all know that high level is very high, but this kind of thing should not be said. Think about it in my heart, and it is the target of public criticism." Maxi Lopez frowned.

"Isn't it? Now he is basically scolded on the Internet. There are several official accounts in the mainstream media who criticize high behaviors, believing that he does not respect his opponent..." Romero said.

Icardi did not express any comments, and he also took out his mobile phone and searched for this matter online. In fact, there is no need to search deliberately. Just open social media and you can see a hot topic with the keyword "high reservation golden boots"...

And there are not only pictures and texts, but also videos at the press conference at that time.

"…Why not? Any forward wants to get the best scorer, and I am no exception. So, yes, I'm thinking about the Golden Boot, I'll get the Golden Boot!"

Facing everyone's attention, Gao Zheng talked happily, his expression was calm, and he did not want to deliberately create a big news.

The children were still playing, the aroma of barbecue was still drilling into his nostrils, and Sister Wanda's craftsmanship was still so good.

But Icardi suddenly felt bored by all this - he was enjoying the delicious barbecue and enjoying a pleasant and relaxed life here, while Gao Zheng had already challenged all over Italy!

Did he live a comfortable life that made him forget what his original goal was?

I want to defeat Gao Zheng!

Maybe he should have left this gentle country.

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Feng Shiyao and Xiao Yingying were busy in their dormitories. Feng Shiyao was holding the guitar and humming. She would stop while humming, and then write and draw on the music score in front of her. Obviously she was writing songs.

Xiao Yingying sat on the sofa next to her, holding her mobile phone to surf the Internet.

Feng Shiyao just hummed a melody. When she was about to record it, Xiao Yingying next to her suddenly screamed, scaring her to death. The melody just now disappeared...

She turned around and glared at Xiao Yingying: "What are you doing!"

Xiao Yingying brought her phone to Feng Shiyao's eyes: "Didn't she say she was trying to swear by the reporter? Why is it public now?"

Feng Shiyao picked up her phone and looked at it-"... Gao said wildly at the press conference, 'Reserve the Golden Boot'!"

"Now everyone is calling him arrogant and shameless..." Xiao Yingying added. "It is true that there are twenty-five rounds in the league, so I just say that I have won the Golden Boot, which is a bit..."

"Maybe he feels stable?" Feng Shiyao returned the phone to Xiao Yingying indifferently.

"How can you be stable? Sister, the league has only started thirteen rounds! The Serie A is known for its defense, so it's not easy to get the Golden Boot? Not to mention that after he announced so much now, I don't know how many people will target him in the game..."

"Hey, you know a lot about Serie A." Feng Shiyao glanced at her.

"That's it!" Xiao Yingying raised her chest proudly, but she soon noticed something was wrong: "What! Is it time to discuss this? I said Sister Feng, aren't you worried that the handsome guy will fall after being so high-profile?"

"He was asking for trouble." Feng Shiyao shook his head.

"Isn't you really worried?"

"I'm really not worried." Feng Shiyao picked up the guitar again and lowered her head to pluck the strings.

Xiao Yingying looked at her roommate's back suspiciously. Her short hair was longer than before, hanging from the side, shaking slightly like a curtain with her head swing.

Feng Shiyao shook her head and hummed softly. After singing, she put down her guitar, picked up her pen, and recorded the score.

Then she did not pick up the guitar again and continued to play. Instead, she stared at the score in a daze.

After a while of being stunned, she bit her lip lightly, then picked up the pen and filled in the lyrics under a melody:

"But you never bow your head even if they don't like it,

You know your life is destined to be extraordinary.”
Chapter completed!