The next day, Steparo pushed open the door of the youth training supervisor's office again, and then slapped another piece of paper in front of Galley.

"This is a sports fax from the local newspaper in Genoa," Stropa said calmly. "The media reports after the match between Sampdoria reserve and Genoa reserve, look at the photo in the lower left corner."

Galley looked down and then his eyes seemed to be sucked firmly, and he didn't move away from the photo.

"The black and white photos have also been copied by fax, not very clear, but with your and my familiarity with Gao Zheng, who do you think is the person wearing the Sampdoria jersey?"

"This is impossible..." Galley murmured while shook his head, almost exactly the same as yesterday's performance. "This shouldn't be him..."

“He came off the bench in the 'Beacon Derby' with Genoa Reserve and then scored a hat-trick. Do you think it looks like him?”

Galli was speechless.

"It's still the question from yesterday: Didn't Milan Laboratory say he can't play professional football anymore? Then what's going on now?"

Galli leaned on the back of the chair and acted like a hooligan: "How do I know? I'm not the head of the Milan laboratory, Giovanni."

"Whatever, Philip. Even if I ask the reason, it won't change the fact that he is no longer in Vismara. But guess what he would think when he knows that his opponent is us? Oh, maybe he already knows it now..." Stropa sneered.

"Can he still seek revenge on us? He has indeed been seriously injured and has major hidden dangers... Is there anything wrong with the club's unwillingness to take this risk considering his health? And the club is also willing to send him to the coaching class and train him to be a coach. He took the initiative to terminate the contract..."

"You agree to the termination of the contract when he proposes to terminate the contract? He is just an eighteen-year-old young man. He is impulsive. As an experienced adult, won't you advise him to consider it again?" Stropa snorted. "You think you and that laboratory don't trust Gao at all!"

"You can't say that, Giovanni Milan's laboratory exists to help us avoid those risks. The physical condition that Gao showed at that time was really bad... I don't think there is any problem with this. This is a conclusion drawn through scientific analysis..."

"Stop talking about your scientific conclusions. What excuse did the club use to reject Ali Sissoko? Dental problems? Say that there are hidden dangers of tooth problems that can lead to muscle injuries... What happened later? He was selected for the French national team!"

"But this does exist! Seidorf was always muscle-injured at the beginning. After examination in the Milan laboratory, he was pulled out a tooth, and it would be fine..." Philip Galley defended.

"Then why didn't you buy Sissoko back to treat his teeth? Instead, you refused directly and simply and brutally? Gao had the potential to be seriously injured, but he was still young and his body was still developing. Why didn't you give him more time and patience to wait for him to mature? And just chose to leave the appointment so rashly? Even if he really becomes a glass man in the future, he would have to wait until that day comes before he draws this conclusion, instead of presetting the ending in advance!" Stropa said more and more excited, and his voice became much higher.

"Calm down, Giovanni." Galli pressed down, "I think you are too nervous, so what if he is in Sampdoria? Are you still worried that he will play the 'Prince Revenge' on us? We are stronger than Sampdoria, and we are still at home..."

"Of course I will lead the team to defeat Sampdoria, but it's not to keep your face for you, Philip. I just don't want my team to become a victim again." After saying that, Giovanni Stropa turned around and strode away from the office.

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On the training ground of Sampdoria reserve team, Bruni was explaining to his players the tactics they had to use against AC Milan.

“…This game is high…”

With this sound, everyone turned their eyes to Gao Zheng, and their eyes were filled with expectation.

"You are still a substitute."

A sigh of regret came from the team.

Bruni glared at the team and continued: "So if we fall too many goals before we play high, then there is no need to play high again. AC Milan is playing at home, and they will definitely use offensives, and we must withstand their offensive. This requires a lot of demands on each of you. On the court, you should remind each other of each other's positions and keep the three lines intact. In our defensive three zones, don't give the opponent too many opportunities and space to get the ball unscrupulously..."

After talking about the issues to be paid attention to, Bruni said again: "So now in order to enable you to withstand AC Milan's offensive, we need to conduct defensive training. Remember, our training focus this week will be on defense!"

So, the defensive team members like Masi and others saw Gao Zheng and Icardi standing opposite them again.

Gao Zheng also waved at him: "Hi, Alberto, you said you are willing to do anything for victory, so I'm not polite."

Maxi's face changed.

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"Our opponent in the first round of the playoffs has come out, it's Sampdoria reserve team." Giovanni Stropa was holding a tactical meeting for his team.

However, when hearing the opponent's name, the AC Milan reserve players did not react in any particular way, and they didn't even agree with it - they had reason to do so. As the champion of the Italian Youth Cup last season, their opponent was Sampdoria's city rival Genoa, and they really couldn't be interested in Sampdoria.

They only care whether they can meet Genoa in the main game after playing two rounds of qualifying matches, and seek revenge on the loss of the Super Cup this season.

Seeing the players' performance, Stropa did not remind them to focus, but continued: "There are a few people in their team that deserve special attention. I hope you must not underestimate the opponent during the game. One is Mauro Icardi who came on loan from Lamacia during the winter break, and an Argentine center with a goal-scoring goal."

The team members seemed to be a little more serious than before, but they just seemed to be a little serious.

"The other striker Gao Zheng, who should also join the winter break, I think you probably won't know this name..."

Someone suddenly exclaimed in the locker room: "Coach, what you just said was Gao Zheng?"

Next another surprised voice sounded: "Gao? Is that high?"

Then more questions sounded: "No, right? Maybe it's just the same name and surname..."

"Really or not?"

"Didn't it mean that Gao no longer plays football?"

The locker room suddenly became chaotic, while others looked at their teammates in a daze, not understanding who the teammates finally mentioned was, and why they had such a reaction.

Stropa did not make a sound to stop the players from talking until they finally turned their attention to themselves.

He nodded and said, "That's right, that's the tall one."

"God! What's going on? Gao is actually back? And he actually plays football in the Sampdoria Reserve?!"

"No... Can anyone tell me who is that Gao?"

The locker room was in chaos again...

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When Gao Zheng came to the training base and was preparing to change clothes in the reserve team locker room, he saw Maxi pushing the door in.

After seeing Gao Zheng, Maxi came up to complain: "You were so polite yesterday!"

In yesterday's defensive training, their defensive team conceded ten goals. You should know that they had performed well in the same defensive training before, allowing Gao Zheng and Icardi to join forces to score at most six goals. As a result, now, back to the liberation overnight, Bruno was furious and trained all the members of the defensive team until everyone was exhausted.

When they crawled back to the locker room, Gao Zheng, Icardi and others had already left...

So he could only wait until the next day before training began to express his dissatisfaction like Gao Zheng.

"Alberto, you said you were willing to do anything for victory." Gao Zheng smiled and spread his hands.

"Then you won't score six goals... The exciting Argentine also went crazy..."

"Alberto." Gao Zheng suddenly became serious, "from the moment you decided to call me 'Big Demon King', you should have expected what you are today."

"Ah?" Masi didn't react.

"Do you feel embarrassed to be called the 'Big Devil' just scored one or two goals?"

Maxi stared at Gao Zheng with wide eyes, and never expected that he would answer the question from this perspective.

Gao Zheng patted Maxi on the shoulder: "So, you call it "Devil King" every day, of course you have to have a bit of the "Devil King" style. Today's training should also be done, Maxi."

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PS, Brazil tied with Costa Rica in ninety minutes, so my prediction was not completely wrong...

For Brazil, it is not considered a good player, but if you win, you win. If you win, they can continue to stay in the World Cup and have a chance to adjust.

It's a pity for Costa Rica. They actually played badly in both games and defended well, especially Navas' performance. But if they can't score, they will always be broken by the goalkeeper.
Chapter completed!