I Just Can Score

"This... is okay?"

Seeing the football hit Zhen Shaolong's head and bounced into the goal, a large group of people around felt speechless.

Henarev glanced at the goal with a rather helpless expression.

Bruckner was a little sad.

The assistant coach who acted as the referee forgot to indicate that the goal was valid at the first time. He stared blankly at the ball in the goal, and then looked at Zhen Shaolong, who was covering his forehead, to confirm what was happening before him, and then blew his whistle to signal the goal. Effective, and then pointed to the midfield with one hand raised flat.

Blowing the whistle means the goal is valid.

Hold the midfielder flat with one hand, which means "the team that has scored a goal, go to the midfielder to re-kick-off".

The youth team suddenly cheered--

"awesome!"

"2 to 1, God! We can finally lead the score!"

"Zhen is so lucky!"

"..."

Halfway through the training match, the taste had already changed.

Zhen Shaolong helped the youth team to take the lead. The first team felt that they had lost face, so they wanted to defeat their opponents to regain their face.

The same goes for the two coaches.

The way Bergman replaced the main force explained everything.

Seeing that the team took the lead again, Flor's face was full of pride, and he didn't even have any hidden thoughts. He kept praising, "Zhen's luck is really good! He even scored two goals."

"Bruckner made a mistake in the clearance, he should have kicked to the bottom line."

"Although Zhen's health is poor and his skills are only passable, his luck is much better than others."

"If I buy a lottery ticket today, I must tell Zhen the number..."

"Yes, that's a good idea!" Flor said, reacting suddenly, thinking about the grand plan of getting rich overnight.

Bergman's face turned blue when he heard this.

Litman came over and said with a smile, "This young man is so interesting! He even scored two goals for the first team!"

This sentence speaks Bergman's heart.

Flor said that Zhen Shaolong's skills were passable, but he never had a chance to see him on the court, and his body was extremely poor, and it was the real situation when he touched it.

Technology does not know.

Poor health.

Facing opponents at the Bundesliga level, such a guy can score two goals.

This is great luck!

The next game doesn't seem to matter.

Bergman became much more serious, commenting on the youth team players, "Freiberg and Kruse...not bad."

"Their strength ratio is obviously better than others, and they should be eligible to play in the Bundesliga." Flor asked tentatively, "Should I ask them to report to the first team tomorrow?"

"Wait first."

Bergman hesitated, "Let me think about it again."

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In the end, the youth team defeated the first team 2-1.

The score in the training match doesn't seem to matter, but every youth team player is very excited because they beat the first team.

That's the first team!

The first team is a professional team, they play in the Bundesliga Bundesliga, and the youth team is a reserve team, where young players are trained, and they can only play in the fourth level of the German North League. It can be said that the players corresponding to each position of the first team are better than the youth team.

The youth team beat the first team!

Everyone in the youth team is excited, everyone is talking about the game.

Zhen Shaolong has truly become the hero of the team, and all the other team members admire him loudly, even Freberg, who has a bad relationship, gave a thumbs up and said with a sigh, "Zhen, your luck Great, great!"

Zhen Shaolong said proudly, "It's not luck, it's strength!"

A group of people burst into laughter.

Zhen Shaolong is full of incomprehensible loneliness.

Everyone calmed down again,

As for their own performance, whether they can impress the first team coach Bergman, they all hope that Flor can reveal some news.

Flor didn't say anything, just let everyone disband, and gave the players a half-day vacation, and then "tangled" Zhen Shaolong, "Zhen, can you say a number, just say it."

"why?"

Zhen Shaolong was puzzled.

"It's nothing... No, I think you're lucky." Flor only revealed part of the content.

Zhen Shaolong felt that Flor was very strange, but he had to emphasize one point, "I am strength! High-level ability!"

"It must be luck!"

"It's strength!"

"luck!"

"strength!"

"Okay, it's strength!" Flor felt that he should lower his figure a bit, "I approve of you. Just give me a number!"

Zhen Shaolong didn't know what Flor was going to do, so he just said a series of numbers - seven one eight, two five zero, one seven four.

Translating this string of numbers into Chinese would have a lot of meaning, but Flor would not understand the meaning at all.

But he felt like a treasure.

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When he returned to the players’ dormitory, Zhen Shaolong was struggling with his performance. He also hoped to enter the first team, but felt that he had no chance. Leaving aside the conflict with Bergmann, even Flor believed that his goal was luck , The scoring performance bonus item is gone.

other?

In addition to scoring goals, there is no performance.

Zhen Shaolong simply didn't think about it, went back to sleep after lunch, and went straight to the gym after waking up to exercise hard.

Walking into the main entrance of the gym, Zhen Shaolong saw Leina.

Lena was still dressed in the same way - slim sportswear, which highlighted her wonderful figure, full of feminine charm, enough to activate the hormones of any man.

Zhen Shaolong looked at it several times.

Leina also saw Zhen Shaolong, and she took the initiative to greet him, but her expression was a little weird, "Your name is Zhen, right? You are a player from the St. Pauli youth team?"

"how do you know?"

"Mr. Bergman told me that he just left." Lena said with a smile, "You treated Mr. Bergman like that last time, but don't worry, Mr. Bergman is very generous and he doesn't care. I I heard that you were very lucky this morning and scored two goals?"

"..."

Zhen Shaolong felt the need to remind Leina, "I'm sure Bergman wants to sleep with you."

Reina chuckled and asked provocatively, "Don't you want to?"

Zhen Shaolong swallowed.

Leina suddenly moved to Zhen Shaolong's side, Fengbu hugged her arms tightly, and kept rubbing back and forth, looking up with sincere expectation, "Zhen, I don't have a boyfriend yet, how would you like to date me?"

"..."

Zhen Shaolong was a little dazed.

He felt the soft touch of the arm, the activity of brain cells was extremely reduced, and he rotated his hand almost instinctively, the palm of the hand was close to the source of softness, and immediately seemed to touch the edge of the Y shape.

"what are you doing!"

"asshole!"

"abnormal!"

Lena jumped away in a jerk, her face flushed and angry.

Zhen Shaolong froze for a moment, recalling his actions just now, it seemed that he touched something that shouldn't be?

Bow your head forty-five degrees.

down.

Zhen Shaolong's heart suddenly fluctuated violently, and his breathing became quite heavy, but during the system tasks, the unbreakable face of King Kong still supported him to return to the state of a gentleman.

He didn't seem to do anything, and continued the topic just now, "Ahem... Coach Reina, you have a very good figure and beauty, which can make any man fall in love with you, but I can only accept the passion, beautiful That night, I have no plans to date you, because... my future girlfriend will definitely be the most perfect and beautiful girl in the world!"

Lena's anger value immediately increased to an extremely dangerous value.