On the second day of the reserve team game, Bruney gave the team a day off.

Gao Zheng slept in a lazy sleep, and then slept until he woke up naturally before getting up from the bed.

But in fact, he didn't sleep too late. Now he returned to the professional team. After normal training, his biological clock has returned to his previous state. Even if he sleeps in occasionally, he won't get up too late. At most, he will get up half an hour later than usual.

After getting up, Gao Zheng simply used breakfast, and according to the memo posted on the refrigerator, he planned to go out to purchase some simple daily necessities and tomorrow's breakfast. He had to rely on himself to live alone in everything. Gao Zheng's ability to be independent was already trained when he was playing football in AC Milan. Whether it was cooking, cleaning or cleaning the room, he would do it himself without bothering others.

Gao Zheng, wearing casual clothes, first went to the small supermarket to buy some daily necessities and ingredients. The basil sauce in the refrigerator should be supplemented, and the frozen steak and fish were almost finished. After buying these things, he went to a Focacha bakery that he often went to to buy tomorrow's breakfast.

Focaccia is actually herb olive oil bread in Italian. It is a very common bread in northern Italy and a specialty of Genoa.

This bread is soft and soft when you take it on the first bite, but when you chew it, you feel the toughness of the meal bag. It can be paired with cheese or ham, which is relatively not very expensive.

Gao Zheng is usually used to make breakfast, and it is served with a few fried eggs, juice, milk, fruits, steak... A solid and nutritious breakfast is enough.

Because you need to grow muscles and gain weight, and the amount of exercise of athletes is originally larger than that of ordinary people, Gao Zheng's meal is also greater than that of ordinary people, and he also needs to ensure that the meals contain protein and meat.

The Focacha bakery that Gao Zheng often goes to is very close to the house he rents, and you can get there by walking a street.

In fact, there is one downstairs of him, and there are more than one or two on this street, and there are many more in a square radius.

In Genoa, Focaca is like a noodle bun shop in northern China, and can be seen everywhere.

Since Gao Zheng lived here, he has eaten all the nearby Focachas, and then he found a "long-term supplier" of his breakfast that he thought was the best taste.

In fact, Gao Zheng had also eaten Focaccia when he was playing football in AC Milan. But I have to say that Genoa is the birthplace of this kind of delicacy, and any small shop is better than Milan.

When Gao Zheng walked to the Fokacha bakery called "Sailor's House", he saw his fat boss Emmanur Porata dazed behind the counter.

"Good morning, boss." He walked in and said hello.

"Good morning, Chinese boy." Porata's voice was not very energetic.

"I want four kilograms of cheese, Focaccia." Gao Zheng raised four fingers.

But Porata did not respond to him immediately.

"boss?"

"Ah? Sorry, four kilograms of cheese, focaccia, right? OK, wait..." Borat then realized and began to install Focaccia for Gao Zheng from the cabinet.

Gao Zheng looked at the boss neatly pretending what he wanted and asked, "Have the boss encountered any trouble?"

"Ah, no..."

"Why is it a little uneasy?"

"I'm thinking about whether to go to the game in the afternoon... Give it, your four kilograms of cheese, Focaccia." Porata handed the thing to Gao Zheng.

Gao Zheng knew that Borata was a Sampdoria fan, which can be seen from the store name. At first, when Gao Zheng saw this name, he thought it was a fan bar, which almost made him miss the best-tasting Focacha store.

But in fact, Porata never talked to Gao Zheng about his being a fan. The communication between the two was limited to a normal coach between the boss and the customer. Gao Zheng bought Focacha from him, so he was responsible for collecting money and delivering the goods. But sometimes he would wear Sampdoria's jersey and stand behind the counter, so Gao Zheng knew that he was a Sampdoria fan.

Porata never asked what Gao Zheng did, so until now, Porata didn't know that the Chinese boy who often came to his store to buy Fokacha was actually a player of the Sampdoria reserve team.

Gao Zheng sometimes thought that if he told his boss his identity, would there be a discount for buying Focacha in the future...

But he still never expressed his identity.

"Does the boss have tickets?" Gao Zheng asked.

"I am a season ticket holder!" Porata spoke very proudly.

"Then why not go see it?"

"Uh..." Porata was a little embarrassed because Gao Zheng's retort made him feel that he was not very pious...

But Gao Zheng still widened his eyes, looked at him curiously, waiting for him to give an explanation.

He sighed: "I went to watch the football, not to get angry. We played so badly during this period..."

Gao Zheng suddenly realized.

The performance of Sampdoria's first team is indeed not very good. Even if Gao Zheng doesn't care much about the first team, he has heard of it from time to time. This shows how difficult the Sampdoria's first team is now.

It is said that before the winter break, Sampdoria was still ranked ninth in Serie A. Now Sampdoria has fallen to 15th. In the next nine rounds of the league, they will fight for relegation.

Gao Zheng was about to go home. Before leaving, he said to the boss who was still struggling: "Let's go to the scene to see it, boss. The more this happens, the more the team needs the support of fans."

He thought of the "lighthouse derby" between the reserve teams yesterday. The feeling of being filled with stands and being empty is different.

When Gao Zheng left, Porata realized that he forgot to ask the Chinese boy what he did here. There is no university in Boriasco town, so this young man should not be an international student.

He spoke fluently in Italian, basically without an accent, probably someone who has been here for a long time.

Could it be from Chinatown?

But Chinatown is in Genoa, not in Boriasco...

Porata still can't figure out the origin of the Chinese boy.

But he recalled the words of the Chinese boy before leaving and made a decision in his heart.

No matter what the result of the afternoon game is, I'll go to watch the game on site.

He is a season ticket holder, how could he keep his seat in Feraris Stadium empty?

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At noon, Gao Zheng made pasta with steak and basil green sauce at home. Because there was no need to train today, the portion was not made too much, but for ordinary people, Gao Zheng's appetite was still not small.

After lunch, Gao Zheng planned to watch TV at home and not go anywhere - he was ready to buy a game console with the salary of the reserve team and pass the time he didn't need to train.

At this moment, his cell phone rang, and it was called by Alberto Massi.

"Hey, Alberto. Call this time. Are you planning to treat me to lunch? Then you should call me earlier. Unfortunately, I have already eaten..."

"What, I'm here to play with you."

"Let me play?"

"To be precise, I'm taking you to play. It's been two months since you came to Genoa? As a landlord, I haven't taken you to visit the streets and alleys of Genoa. I think this is my dereliction of duty."

"Hey, don't be so enthusiastic, Alberto..." In fact, Gao Zheng himself didn't want to go out.

"You're welcome, it's my honor to serve the Great Devil!"

Gao Zheng rolled his eyes and wanted to hang up the phone number of the second middle school boy.

"But you have taken me to visit, the nightclub that night..."

"That's a nightclub! Can it be compared with Genoa, which has a long history? And that's night. What can you see at night? It's all dark outside! Okay, come down quickly!" Masi insisted.

"Down?"

"Come to the window."

Gao Zheng took his cell phone and saw a red car parked downstairs. Alberto Masi was leaning against the car, holding the cell phone in one hand and waving the other hand toward him by the window.

"Come down and take you for a ride!"

He spoke very excitedly.

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PS, Sweden and South Korea's match, although I made a mistake in prediction, I was very happy to see this result.

After all, as a narrow Chinese fan, I just want to see the Korean team lose and be eliminated.
Chapter completed!