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Gao Zhen stood in the middle circle, stepping on the football and pulling it back and forth. He and his strike partner Pellet are waiting for the kick-off.

It was his first start in a professional league, and he didn't expect it to be such a crucial game.

What a memorable moment.

There are some players who often perform very well when they come off the bench, but when the head coach starts him because of his excellent performance off the bench, he can't play his performance when he comes off the bench.

There is still a big difference between a starter and a substitute.

But Gao Zheng himself was not worried about this.

The way he played when he came off the bench is the same way he played when he started.

On the contrary, Pellet, who was standing next to him, seemed a little nervous. After all, in previous games, he would always help Gao Zheng consume the energy of the opponent's defender, so that when Gao Zheng came out, the opponent's defender was already very tired.

Today, Gao Zheng has to face the physically fit defenders.

"Don't worry, Graziano, play as you usually do today." Gao Zheng felt what Pellet was worried about, and he said suddenly.

"But the opponent's defender is very physically fit..."

"Could it be possible that when I start again in the future, I always have an aura that makes the opposing player lose 70% of their energy?"

"Uh..." Pellet felt that what Gao Zheng said made sense. Indeed, Gao Zheng always had to face this scene. It was impossible for him to be a super substitute for a lifetime. Let alone whether Gao Zheng agreed or not, he was the first to say no.

"Ready for the game."

Not long after Gao Zheng reminded Pellet, the referee Angelo Martino Giancora blew the whistle to start the game.

Gao Zheng kicked the football lightly to Pellet, and then ran forward by himself.

His first game as a starter begins!

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"The game has begun! Although Sampdoria kicked off first, they did not rush to attack, and the football was passed back to the backcourt,

They were walking backwards and forwards, as if they wanted to slow down the rhythm a little bit, to be steady... Oops! "

Suddenly Syrio cried out.

Juve Stabia's home stadium, Romeo Mendy, also burst into huge cheers.

When Sampdoria fell in the backcourt, Uvestabia actively pressed forward and wanted to steal in the frontcourt. Therefore, when Sampdoria's central defender Rossini was passing the ball forward, he was affected by the opponent's pressure and made a pass error. He passed the football directly to the frontcourt player of Uvestabia who was pressing forward. At the feet of Antonio Zito!

Sylio's yelling and the cheers of the home fans came from this.

"Missed pass from Rossini! Dangerous for Sampdoria! Zito dribbles into the box...he shoots!! Goal! Oh my God, incredible! Uvestabia in the opening minute Time to take the lead!"

Sampdoria goalkeeper Romero slumped from the air, and Juvestabia player Zito, who scored the goal, ran to the bottom of the stands with his arms open, celebrating the goal with his fans.

Rossini, who made a pass error, knelt on the ground, holding his head in his hands, looking very annoyed and painful.

The other Sampdoria players haven't reacted yet-this game has just started, why did they concede the ball?

Pellet rushed to the front, and Gao Zheng was a little behind him, closer to the midfield, ready to transition for the team's offense.

Unexpectedly, they did not wait for the pass from their teammates. Instead, amidst the cheers of the huge fans of the home team, they turned around and saw the scene where Rossini made a pass error and the opponent's No. 7 player made a shot.

"What the hell are you doing!" Pellet refrained from directly scolding Rossini for making a pass error, but his dissatisfaction was still palpable.

Gao finally made it to the starting lineup, but you raised the level of difficulty for him as soon as the game started. You were afraid that he wasn't tired enough, right?

Gao Zheng waved his hand at Pellet, signaling him not to blame his teammates.

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"Uve Stabia took the lead in the first minute! What a dream start! But it couldn't have been worse for Sampdoria! Before the game, Juve Stabia took the lead for the specificity of this game. The head coach of Sia, Piero Braglia, said that although his team has nothing to ask for this season, he also knows that Sampdoria needs a victory to lock in the qualification for the promotion playoffs in advance. But It is not a reason to let Juvestabia release water. His team will fight for the honor of the team and the support of the home fans. They will not surrender easily. If Sampdoria comes with the mentality of pinching persimmon Romeo Mendy might have lost the game instead... Now it seems that Braglia is not bluffing!"

Syrio said with some excitement.

He is not excited because he is happy to see Sampdoria unlucky, but because of another idea-under such circumstances, what kind of performance can Gao Zheng, a genius who has performed extremely well this season, show? Woolen cloth?

"It's only one minute into the game, and Sampdoria is one goal behind. And Gao, who started the game, is obviously expected by the head coach Iachini, otherwise why let him start this game? Not other games? It's just that the current situation will definitely affect Gao's performance..."

"...In the previous games, Gao came off the bench every time. When he played, the opponent's defense had often played tens of minutes of the game, and the physical fitness of the two sides was not at the same level at all. Therefore, some media analysis I think that Gao can always come off the bench and perform well, which is related to this. Then the current situation in this game is definitely a test for Gao, but it may also be an excellent opportunity to fight back doubts!"

As he spoke, Syrio couldn't hide his expectant tone.

He looked at the close-up of Gao Zheng coming from the monitor, and thought to himself, what are you going to do this time, Chinese genius?

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"It's so depressing..." Pellet, who was standing in the middle circle, muttered. He and Gao Zheng had just kicked off here two minutes ago.

Didn't expect to have to do it again now.

"Look out, Graziano. It's better to lose the ball in the first minute than in the last minute. At least we still have 89 minutes to chase." Gao Zheng smiled at Pellet.

Pellet shook his head: "Sometimes I still can't understand you, Gao. Why are you so optimistic after going through so many things..."

"It's because of this that I can be optimistic." Gao Zheng shook his head. "Look, even the Milan laboratory failed to kill me, so what is such a small setback in the game?"

Pellet thought this was really the case, so he also grinned: "You are right, Gao. It's just one goal behind. What shall we do next?"

"Forget about the goal and play like normal. You're up front and I'll be there for you."

Pellet tapped his chest with his fist: "No problem, I'll open the way for you!"

"Gao and Pellet seem to be talking about something, but unfortunately I'm not an expert in lip language, so I can't immediately tell the audience what they are talking about..." Silio said.

The Uvestabia players finally ended their celebrations and returned to their own half.

The referee Giancolla blew the kick-off whistle for the second time in a short period of time, and the game restarted!

It feels like a 100-meter sprint race. After the first gun is fired, someone is found running away, and another shot is fired in a short time.

It's a pity that if someone starts the 100-meter race, everyone has to go back to the starting line to start again, but the score of this game cannot be reset to zero. The two teams are no longer on the same starting line after just one minute of the game.

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