"I can't control why others think, I have no ghost in my heart. Am I afraid what others think?"

"Sister Feng, you really have no ghost in your heart?"

"hehe."

"Actually... Gao Zheng is pretty good too. Although the gap between you two is a bit big, how about Sister Feng?"

Feng Shiyao looked at her quietly, and Xiao Yingying surrendered to her eyes: "Okay, okay, if you are not happy, just do it... Sister Feng, let's pull the national flag away to see if it is eye-catching enough..."

She said as she took out the neatly folded national flag from her bag.

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Fatty Moretti was making arrangements with his companions in the south stands. They prepared a giant tifo to be displayed before the game to express their support for Gao Zheng.

At this moment, he saw a group of people busy in the stands diagonally opposite.

He basically knows that the Sampdoria fan organization in Genoa is also in the south stands, and he has never seen a fan organization that has made the territory under the rostrum like this...

His companions soon noticed the situation there.

"Where is the person?"

"Don't you...a Milan's?"

"The fan position in Milan is not there."

"It's strange..."

Just as everyone was speculating, the fans there shook a five-star red flag.

Moretti and his partners immediately understood: "Ah! Chinese!"

Everyone was excited and simply stopped their work and raised their hands to say hello to the other side. They shouted in unison: "Come on China! Come on China! Come on China! Come on gas!"

There were not many people on the stadium at this time, so the voices of the Sampdoria fans quickly reached the opposite side.

The Chinese students were a little absent-minded, but were suddenly woken up by this sudden cheer.

They looked back at the five-star red flag and listened to the shouts of Sampdoria fans from across the air.
Chapter completed!