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When Feng Shiyao's singing voice disappeared in the recording studio, even without looking at the recording engineer, manager Uncle Zhang knew very well that it worked this time, and he couldn't help clapping his hands.

At the same time, the recording studio next to him also gave Feng Shiyal a thumbs up behind the glass window: "Perfect, a success!"

There were enthusiastic cheers throughout the recording studio.

Among them, Xiao Yingying jumped up and raised her arms and shouted, so she was not so conspicuous.

But Xiao Yingying didn't do it because of Feng Shiyao, but because of Gao Zheng's goal.

She rushed to the glass window and made an "ok" gesture to Feng Shiyao.

Seeing this gesture, Feng Shiyao was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out of relief.

There is no better news than this.

Gao Zheng scored a goal.

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When the football rolled into the Juventus goal, the cheers reached a climax.

Atlético de Madrid fans shouted desperately, turning the Calderón stadium into a volcano.

The hot magma turned into cheers resounding through the sky.

"gaoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!!!" Caresa shouted, he has not yelled such a voice for several months, even though he is an Italian commentator, emotionally speaking, he should be on the side of Juventus, but seeing this A beautiful goal, if he doesn't cheer for it, he will be sorry for the profession of "soccer commentator".

"Gao Zheng's heel!! Hey! Good shot! Good shot!! Gao Zheng's third heel in this game..."

He Ping's shouting had just started, but was interrupted by Xu Yang's hoarse voice: "Beautiful! Gao Zheng! Beautiful! What if the wall blocking Gao Zheng is really a high wall? Then tear it down! One time The heel was blocked by the handball, the heel was blocked by the hand twice, and the third time? It’s only three things! The third time depends on how you block it!"

He Ping turned his head to look at Xu Yang, who was roaring beside him, and laughed, not at all angry because Xu Yang took his words away.

"High heel shot! gooooooooooooooooooool!!! High! High! Atletico Madrid lead Juventus 1-0 at home! In the 64th minute,

The deadlock is finally broken! "Jose Maria's voice reached Dong Jin through the radio, and this little Atletico Madrid fan who couldn't go to the scene happily jumped on the bed and rolled.

"Long live Gao Zheng! Long live Atletico Madrid!"

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After the shot, Gao Zheng turned around and saw the football rolling into the goal. His first reaction was to spread his hands at the Juventus defenders in front of him, and then he turned and ran to celebrate the goal with his teammates.

The Juventus players who were ridiculed by Gao Zheng did not fly into a rage, but stood there dumbfounded one by one.

Buffon almost fell to the ground when Gao Zheng shot, and now he is still in a half-kneeling posture, with no smile on his face.

Before, every time he saved Atletico Madrid's shot, he would smile at the opponent, which can be regarded as a psychological tactic.

However, his psychological tactics didn't work, and he should have lost the ball or lost the ball.

And the goal was conceded by Gao Zheng with his heel.

After two consecutive heel shots, he seemed to be attached to the heel shot, and he must use his heel to complete the goal.

This time he got his wish.

This is of course a good thing for Gao Zheng, but not for Buffon...

This means that he was defeated in the competition with Gao Zheng - regardless of the final result of the game, at least he lost the ball again when facing Gao Zheng.

But he can't complain about anyone for the goal. His teammates have tried their best in the process of defending Gao Zheng and performed very well.

They worked together to surround Gao Zheng in the encirclement. With the ability of Juventus' defensive players, if they were replaced by any other forward, I am afraid that this attack would be over.

So Buffon never thought that Gao Zheng could still shoot.

The result is that unexpectedly, Gao Zheng really shot, an unconventional heel shot, sending the football into his goal.

"...Juventus' defensive performance was perfect before this game this season. They kept a record of zero goals in all competitions in six games, but this record became history when they encountered high points-they had The first conceded goal of the season was born. Buffon's consecutive record of not conceding a goal is fixed at 1044 minutes..." Carreza said.

Although 1,044 minutes without conceding a goal is already a new height in Buffon's career, but when the record is broken, it will still make people feel regretful and unwilling.

Moreover, while Buffon created his personal record, Gao Zheng will also be recorded in history as a "record terminator".

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The TV broadcast rebroadcasted Gao Zheng's goal again and again. He went all the way into the Juventus penalty area, and when faced with heavy siege, he unexpectedly chose to shoot with his heel. This is really daring.

The Gao Zheng fans who watched had a collective climax, and the Atlético Madrid fans exclaimed again and again.

A Chinese netizen wrote an impromptu poem on the Internet to praise this beautiful goal: "Gao Zheng's goal is so beautiful, I wanted to sing a poem to praise it, but I'm not educated, so I'm so fucking awesome!"

This poem quickly aroused the sympathy of the majority of netizens, and received a lot of forwarding and support. Everyone forwarded and commented: "I am awesome!"

At this time point after three o'clock in the morning, the Internet is very lively, just like daytime.

Every Chinese fan is so excited, I'm afraid they won't be able to fall asleep after the game.

It's completely conceivable how many people will go to school and work with dark circles under their eyes, and hope the excitement level brought by this ball will help them carry them through the night...

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Feng Shiyao came out of the recording studio and thanked all the staff who had worked with her until now, as well as her manager, Uncle Zhang.

Finally, she came to her assistant Xiao Yingying, and she asked in a low voice, "Is there a video?"

"It's on Weibo." Xiao Yingying shook her phone, but she didn't pass it to Feng Shiyao.

Feng Shiyao was not in a hurry to ask for it, but nodded to show that she knew.

She smiled at Xiao Yingying, with tiredness and relaxation in her smile.

The half-night fierce battle finally ended in victory.

When they packed up all their things and left the recording studio, the usually busy place was quiet. Those busy cars during the day parked quietly on the side of the road, turned off their engines, and fell into a deep sleep.

This bustling city dragged almost everyone into a dream together.

Feng Shiyao looked up, but in the residential area in front of her, there were lights shining from the windows of several houses upstairs. The flashing light was not lights, but the TV screen.

Others, like them, did not fall asleep.

Feng Shiyao knew that it was at this time, what was being broadcast on TV - it must be the live broadcast of the match between Atletico Madrid and Juventus.

Xiao Yingying who was beside her suddenly said with emotion: "It's a pity that it's not five or six o'clock in the morning, and we still can't see the first light."

Feng Shiyu laughed when she heard the rumors, pointed to the windows that were still flickering with the light of the screen and said, "Look, that's light."

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