In the evening, Feng Shiyao received Gao Zheng's reply: "It's done!"

She was surprised, why did so many tickets be settled so quickly?

"How did it do it? Thirteen tickets..."

"Oh, I want to thank you, Sister Feng. If it weren't for your affairs, I wouldn't have known that I was so popular in the team!" Gao Zheng sighed.

The smart Feng Shiyao understood how Gao Zheng did it, and he must have asked other teammates to ask for their free ticket limit.

It's over, this favor is a big deal...

She thought that she had paid money with one hand and Gao Zheng had the same hand, and the relationship between them was just a simple money transaction relationship.

As a result, Gao Zheng asked someone for tickets, but it didn't buy them with money at all. Even if she wants to use money to compensate Gao Zheng, Gao Zheng probably won't want it and it turns into reselling tickets after collecting the money, right?

"I'm so embarrassed, please trouble you..."

"Hey, what are you polite, we are destined to do it!"

Gao Zheng's reply made Feng Shiyao complain in his heart: Since you are destined to be a good person, why don't you contact me after adding WeChat? I thought you didn't remember me at all...

"No matter what, I still want to thank you." Feng Shiyao smiled happily again.

"Don't be polite, if you're polite, I'll be out there, ha! By the way, will you watch the ball too?"

Feng Shiyao's heartbeats when she saw this sentence, and then replied: "I will come too."

Gao Zheng also smiled brightly: "Thank you for watching my game. When the tickets are received, we will make an appointment so I can give you the tickets."

"good."

Putting down his cell phone, Feng Shiyao knocked on Xiao Yingying's door.

"What's wrong, Sister Feng?" Xiao Yingying looked at Feng Shiyao with confusion.

"Do you want to go to watch the football live?" Feng Shiyao asked.

Xiao Yingying frowned: "Sister Feng, don't make me happy..."

"I'm serious. Do you want to go to watch the football live?" Feng Shiyao asked with a serious expression.

Xiao Yingying looked at Feng Shiyao blankly. She seemed to have guessed something, and then shook her head: "If we were just two of us, it wouldn't work. I said I couldn't leave everyone behind. If they knew about it, I would go to watch the football alone... How can I do this in the future!"

"Well, it's not both of us, it's everyone."

"All sixteen people?" Xiao Yingying became even more and more strange.

"Thirteen people, except for Ma Huanyang and the others, they already have tickets."

"Awesome!" Xiao Yingying cheered first, then asked Feng Shiyao strangely: "Sister Feng, how did you do it?"

"I asked a friend of mine, who helped me get thirteen tickets."

Feng Shiyao said it lightly, but Xiao Yingying was shocked: "Who are your friends who have the energy to get thirteen tickets?"

"Don't every player has some free tickets for his family and friends to watch the game on the spot? He borrowed all the credit limits for teammates who can exchange tickets in the team."

Xiao Yingying looked at Feng Shiyao in amazement: "Sister Feng, who is your friend?"

"Well..." Feng Shiyao hesitated for a moment, and still told Xiao Yingying straightforwardly, "It's Gao Zheng."

Xiao Yingying was stunned: "Are you kidding, Sister Feng?"

"This...is not a joke."

"No, how can your friend be a handsome guy? I didn't say... I just think... it shouldn't be, how could it be... Isn't this really something that happened in an idol drama?" Xiao Yingying was shocked to the point of being a little incoherent.

Feng Shiyao saw Xiao Yingying like this and said apologetically: "Sorry, I should have told you earlier, but uh... Just like you said, I'm not sure if he and I are from two worlds. We didn't have any contact before this ticketing incident. What if I say I know him, but he doesn't think so?"

Xiao Yingying covered her face: "Sister Feng, how could you know him?"

"Do you remember the fact that you asked me to help you carry cello from China before school started last year?"

"Remember, what's wrong?"

"The person sitting next to your cello on the plane was Gao Zheng."

Xiao Yingying was stunned for two seconds and shouted in annoyance: "Why are my cello lucky than me!"

Then she asked Feng Shiyao again: "That's how you can become friends? Sister Feng, I don't think you are such a casual person!"

Feng Shiyao gave her a blank look: "Later, on the train from Milan to Genoa, he became a neighbor with your cello."

Xiao Yingying looked back at the cello in her room, and her eyes looked like she was watching the mistress who was snatching her love from a sword... "My cello is made of peach wood, right? Is it a peach blossom!"

Next she said to Feng Shiyao: "Then you two are really destined to be together, but you probably didn't know who he was at that time, right? He probably didn't have much fame at that time..."

Feng Shiyao nodded and said, "Well. Later on Christmas, he met me who was singing on the street again."

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Xiao Yingying was speechless, "You two are destined to meet! You don't dare to act like this in idol dramas!"

"So we added WeChat. But at that time I really didn't know who he was."

Xiao Yingying believed Feng Shiyao's words. Although it was inferred from time to time that Gao Zheng had already become famous at that time, Sister Feng turned a blind eye to the outside world and did not watch football at all. How could she know that it was Gao Zheng?

"I have never contacted him again after adding WeChat. Until today, I remembered him because of the tickets..."

Xiao Yingying closed her eyes and took a deep breath and said to Feng Shiyao: "Sister Feng, I have already figured out a relaxed and funny romance novel, the name is "Enemy Road Narrow"!"

"You should write novels, not play cello." Feng Shiyao was completely speechless with her roommate.

"If it's just Gao Zheng, the tickets may really be a problem... You can go to the scene to watch a handsome guy's game, everyone will be very happy this time!" Xiao Yingying quickly transferred to football, "The seniors who are about to graduate can also fulfill their wishes."

Feng Shiyao nodded.

She had no interest in international student organizations before, or she could say she had no good feelings, so even though Xiao Yingying repeatedly invited herself to participate in international student activities, she was never interested.

But after watching the football game several times, she found that these international students were not the rich second generation she imagined who went abroad to have fun all day long and were drunk and dreaming. Perhaps there were still these people, but among the dozen people gathered because of Gao Zheng and football, there was not a single such person.

It is because of their simple love for football and Gao Zheng that we come together and watch football once a week. Sometimes they have dinner after watching the football, and sometimes they will fall apart after watching the football. It is very simple, without any messy and complicated red tape, nor the unspoken rules of intrigue.

Even people like Ma Huanyang are actually not too bad in nature. If they are placed in other groups, they may be considered kind sheep...

Gradually, Feng Shiyao developed a feeling for these people, integrated into this group, and was willing to do something for the people in this group.

If it were to be put before, such a thing was unimaginable...

But she did this today and owed a huge favor for it.

Seeing Xiao Yingying's happy smile, she was sure that it was right and worth it.

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Club chairman Ricardo Garone heard the next day that Gao Zheng was looking for people to borrow tickets everywhere.

"Everyone lent him the ticket?"

"Well... everything that could be given to Gao, so he quickly collected enough thirteen tickets." said club manager Zagramora.

The white-haired Garonne smiled, and the wrinkles on his face were all squeezed together: "The young man is really popular."

"He always wins the team, and he often smiles on his face. He doesn't cause trouble. He really can't find an annoying place." Zagra Mora said.

Garone nodded and asked, "Did he ask for tickets for his compatriots?"

"Yes."

"There has never been a Chinese element on the stands at the Malasi Stadium... Let's do this, don't use high tickets to provide them. Our club has arranged it and invite them to watch the football in the name of the club."

Zagra Mora was surprised. He thought the boss was arranged for commercial development at the first time. After all, the club has been discussing how to use Gao Zheng to open up the Chinese market again.

Sampdoria Football Club is actually the first Italian team to have a relationship with China.

In the early stages of the professionalization of Chinese football, Sampdoria was the first to visit China and played two games with the Chinese team. Although it was suspected of counterfeiting, it also made outstanding contributions to Chinese fans. That period happened to be Sampdoria's most glorious moment, so this team naturally gained a lot of fans in China.

However, as time goes by, Sampdoria's performance has declined and has dropped into the second division. Italian football's influence in China is declining, and Sampdoria's fame is much worse than before.

Now Sampdoria has unexpectedly gained a Chinese genius, and her intention to return to the Chinese market has naturally become active.

"Do you need me to notify the media?" Zagramora asked along this line of thought.

Unexpectedly, the old man waved his hand: "No, don't notify the media, don't promote it."

"Why?" Zagra Mora was puzzled.

"This is not a commercial PR to develop the Chinese market. I just hope to use this method to thank him for his outstanding contributions to the team's upgrade, which makes him feel that Sampdoria is his home." The old man said with a smile. "So remember, don't let reporters know about this matter, don't publicize it to the outside world, then our kindness will deteriorate."
Chapter completed!