Va Philip Tulati Street AC Milan headquarters.

"Wendie! Help me prepare Zheng Yi's contract, I'm going to Milanello."

In his office, Adriano Galigna said to the secretary in a professional outfit standing at his desk.

"Now?"

Wendy looked down at her watch and was very suspicious of Galinia's decision. According to her previous routine, Galinia should pack up and get off work and go home to see her grandson.

Unless there is something big, such as introducing Ibrahimovic from Barcelona some time ago, Galina spent a week on a continuous shift, otherwise he would not have delayed his time with his family for an inconspicuous transfer.

Zheng Yi... It doesn't seem to be a very important thing to hear this name. Why does Mr. Galina seem to care so much? Could it be a new potential player that has emerged recently? But from the name, Zheng Yi looks like a Chinese name...

Galinia could naturally hear her meaning from the secretary's suspicious voice, and smiled and said, "Yes! It's now! I know what you are thinking. This young man is very important to AC Milan. Perhaps Milan's future is in his hands, so I have to rush over now."

"Oh! Is it?!" Wendy was a little surprised, but she was able to get such an evaluation from Galina. I think this young man named Zheng Yi must be outstanding, so I didn't ask any more questions at the moment and said with a pursed lips: "Okay! For the future of Milan, I will put the contract on your desk as fast as possible."

After saying that, Wendy turned around and walked out. After a while, she held two career contracts worth more than twenty pages in her hand and came to the Galinia office again.

"This is the contract you want!"

Galinia took the contract and looked through a few pages, nodded a few times, and said, "Thank you! Ms. Wendy!"

"You're welcome, I'm glad to help you, Mr. Galinia."

"By the way! Please contact Jack Lee for me, I think I might need his help." Galina stopped Wendy who turned around and was about to go out.

"no problem!"

After Wendy turned around and went out, Galinia looked through a few more pages, and the face unconsciously showed a perverted smile, as if she was thinking of something beautiful. Then she closed the contract and bounced it up again, got up and walked out of the office...

...

In the 35th minute of the second half, Robinho scored his fifth goal, and there was no suspense in the outcome.

When the game started again, the whole team had lost their fighting spirit. When they met a team that could reverse within 35 minutes and scored five goals, how would you let Varez continue to fight?

Even if Rome, which is known for its willpower, encounters this situation, it will collapse.

So in the last ten minutes of the game, AC Milan had almost no decent resistance, and the goals came one by one like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

In the end, AC Milan ended the first game of the new season with a huge gap of 8-1, and the whole team performed well, especially with Ibrahimovic, Robinho, Pato and Zheng Yi attacking the four-man in the frontcourt.

They took care of all Milan goals, Ibrahimovic made a big four-game, Milan's debut was perfect, Pato wore a hat, Brazil's golden boy's style remained the same, Robinho contributed a goal, perfectly integrated.

As for Zheng Yi, although none of these eight goals were scored by him, anyone with a discerning eye could see that every goal was closely related to him.

As his debut in AC Milan, being able to perform like this is also a perfect debut without any flaws, just like Ibrahimovic.

So when the referee blew the whistle to the end of the game, the AC Milan fans on the sidelines stood up and shouted Zheng Yi's jersey number in unison.

Many people even whistled excitedly.

They didn't know Zheng Yi before, but only knew that the club's vice chairman Galinia had signed a Chinese player for the first team. For this reason, Zheng Yi booed him when he came on the court, in order to express their protest against head coach Allegri for him or not for Ronaldinho.

Unexpectedly, this appearance was shocking!

Zheng Yi's performance in the game directly refreshed their understanding of Asian players. Whether it is consciousness, overall view, or the ability to read the game, or the use of footwork, Zheng Yi's performance was excellent.

So many people are considering whether it is time to change their jerseys in the new season, and buy a Milan jersey with No. 58 printed on it and go to San Siro to watch the game.

Lu Fei and Lu Ye are one of them.

For Zheng Yi's performance, they just wanted to write the word "日" and convinced. They wanted to go to the Milan fan store now and buy a jersey with No. 58 printed on it to show their admiration.

It just makes them feel a little uncomfortable - No. 58 is awesome, but he is a Japanese! National feelings are there, and worshiping a Japanese can't overcome that hurdle!

"Oh~ It would be great if this guy wasn't a Japanese! What a pity~ It's a pity~" Lu Fei shook his head and looked at Zheng Yi in the field like constipation, not to mention being entangled.

The same is true for Lu Ye next to him.

"Why don't you buy one? Just think he is Chinese! How about it? Lu Fei?" Lu Ye suggested unbearably.

"What are you thinking? How can you take this kind of thing?" Lu Feiyi refused honestly, but after only three seconds of seriousness, Lu Fei immediately changed into the constipated face that he had just been confused. Finally, he couldn't help but shout and scold: "How can tm's little Japanese make such a great player?!"

"Who said it was not..." Lu Ye echoed in disappointment.

"Buy it! I know him! He is Chinese!"

"What?!!"

Just when Lu Fei and Lu Ye were immersed in the sadness that Zheng Yi was not a Chinese, Wang Chuge, who had been silent on the side, suddenly spoke.

But when he spoke, Lu Fei and Lu Ye were completely shocked. They looked at Wang Chuge like a monster, and their open chin could not be taken back for a long time.

Seeing the two of them almost dull, Wang Chuge was still very calm, as if he had experienced some kind of life and death and was indifferent to life. He continued: "I know him, his name is Zheng Yi, and he lives opposite my sister."

"Chu...Chuge...what are you kidding? He...he..."

When Wang Chuge heard the words Zheng Yi was Chinese from his mouth again, Lu Fei was like losing his language ability and could not even speak a complete sentence.

"He... he is really Chinese? You are not happy with us, are you?" Lu Ye's wide eyes were full of doubt.

Faced with the two brothers' questions, Wang Chuge stopped talking, but stared at Zheng Yi who was waving in the venue with his eyes tightly.

There is also an unconcealable excitement in doubt...

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!