When Gao Zheng did not go away from M**, there was a burst of cheers coming from Sampdoria's bench and coaching seat, and someone shouted: "Give it to Mauro!"

Icardi was sprinting forward in the middle, which was indeed a great opportunity for Sampdoria to counterattack. While he was running forward, he took the time to look back at Gao Zheng to see if he had passed the ball.

He saw Gao Zheng swing his right foot, and he thought he was going to pass the ball to him, so he ran faster.

This made Antey use his energy to chase Icardi, intending to entangle him.

But after Icardi ran for a distance, he had not seen Gao Zheng pass the football over. When he looked up, he saw the falling football in front of him!

This scene scared him because the place where the football fell was far away from him and he could not catch up no matter what - is there anyone who passed the ball like this?

Of course it can't be a pass.

While he saw the falling football, he also saw the goalkeeper Pigliacelli of the Rome Reserve team who was retreating into the goal. But seeing his staggering pace, he might not be able to catch up with the football...

Icardi was so scared that he gradually slowed down until he stopped completely, and he just stared at the scene in a daze.

In fact, it was not only him who was stunned, but almost everyone present.

Rome players, Rome coaches, Rome fans, and Sampdoria players, coaches...

Under everyone's gaze, the football flew high like a ballistic missile, breaking through the sky, crossing half a field distance, and then falling into the atmosphere from the sky, as if a hole was pierced over the Rome penalty area and piercing their goal!

Roma goalkeeper Pygliacelli was completely stunned by Gao Zheng's unexpected long-range shot. When Gao Zheng raised his feet, he stood there without moving. He knew that he found that the football was indeed flying towards the goal behind him, so he hurriedly retreated.

But when he was rushing to chase the small penalty area line, the football had already fallen, just a few feet away from the goal.

The panicked Pygliacelli smacked his feet and tripped himself to the ground. He could only watch the football flew into the goal accurately, fell into the goal and bounced up again, and was caught by the net, and then stopped.

The Sanquan Stadium, which had three thousand people, seemed very noisy since the beginning of the game, but it was extremely quiet at this moment.

Only the referee's effective whistle that signaled the goal to score was swept across the sky above the court, breaking this embarrassing silence.

Sampdoria reserve team leads!

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Porata in the stands and the two fat men Moretti next to him hugged each other and cheered.

His son Franco stood there, stunned, murmured in his mouth: "This is impossible... it's too incredible... how can it be like this..."

The substitutes Sampdoria on the bench raised their arms and rushed out of their seats, rushed to the sidelines to cheer.

Casillaio was screaming hard, and he was gone as if he was a coach.

"Luciano! Luciano! We are ahead! We are in less than ten minutes of the game, and we are ahead! God! How did Gao do it!"

Luciano Bruni, who looked at the stadium, had a little dull expression. His mouth squirmed for a moment, and no sound was made.

He didn't know what to say to the goal for a moment.

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Icardi had already stopped running, and he turned around and looked at Gao Zheng in surprise.

Gao Zheng, who had just scored a goal, raised his arms and turned 360 degrees on the spot, just like the starring actor in the spotlight on the stage.

However, his teammates were much more excited than him, shouting wildly and pounced on him from all directions, and then surrounded him in the middle.

"The omnipotent devil king!" Maxi took the lead and shouted.

Others shouted like this.

Gao Zheng felt that his size was gone, and he really wanted to strangle Ma Xi, a middle-aged and second-year-old young man.

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Alberto de Rossi realized that he had stood up from his seat at some point, perhaps when the football flew into the goal...

He shook his head.

He made some arrangements before the game, but he never thought that the goal of losing the game would be presented to him in this way.

He remembered that Gao Zheng had won the U16 best player. At that time, there were reports about him in the media, saying that even if the nationality factor is aside, Gao Zheng was undoubtedly a genius in the eyes of these professional journalists.

And just now, he witnessed this genius' attack on the sidelines.

It was a shot full of imagination and courage.

Most people probably won't even think about it and shoot directly from that place.

The players of the Roma reserve team on the court seemed very painful for the goal loss, especially the goalkeeper Pigliacelli. He knelt on the ground, held his head with his hands in his head, and blamed himself for the goal loss. Even if his teammates came up to comfort him, he still lowered his head.

Pygliacelli is the absolute main player of Roma's reserve team this season, with a very high evaluation. This season, the reserve team scored 82 goals in 26 games in the regular season and conceded only 34 goals. The goalkeeper made great contributions.

But all his previous efforts seemed insignificant in the face of this goal.

This is the reserve team finals. No matter how good your team played in previous games, how many goals you scored, how many goals you conceded... As long as you lose this game, all your efforts in a season will be wasted.

The playoffs are single-game elimination system, and do not look at the previous points ranking.

So Pygliacelli knows very well how fatal his mistake was...

He felt that he had let down his teammates' trust in him.

At this moment, the team's captain Alessandro Florenti came to Pigliacelli and slapped him on the back of his head hard: "What are you thinking! Milko! You are our goalkeeper, how dare we hand the goal to you with confidence! I cheered up, I just lost a ball, it's not the end of the world!"

Pygliachelli looked at the captain with tears in her eyes: "I'm so stupid, captain..."

"Yes, this concealment of the ball is indeed a big mistake. Whether you are too stupid or try your best, it is just a concealment of the ball. You won't let us lose one more because of your stupidity. But if Milko you are always so restless, then we may have to lose more balls!" Florenzi said to Pigliacelli very seriously.

His expression and his words convinced Pygliacelli, gradually returning to normal: "I feel much better, thank you, captain..."

Florence patted him on his shoulder and pulled him up.

"Alessandro is such a good captain!" The assistant coach exclaimed in the coaching seat of the Roma reserve team. "The team needs him to stand up now."

Old Derosy nodded: "That's right."

That's right, Sampdoria has a genius like Gao Zheng, but our Roman reserve team also has a genius like Florence.

Everyone is a genius, who is afraid of whom!

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PS, Brazil wins for granted.

It's a pity that the Japanese team lost.

Every time I watch a Japanese team game, I can't help but think of Chinese football.

There is a lot to say every time.

This time, I still put what I want to say in the official account Linhaitingtao Pavilion (linhaitingtao11). Everyone is welcome to see it.

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Chapter completed!