I Just Can Score

Alan Shearer's name is easily associated with the word 'great'.

In the history of the Newcastle United club, Shearer is the most efficient shooter, the scorer with the most goals, and naturally a great shooter. At the same time, he also left a deep memory for Blackburn fans, because he used goals to lead Blackburn. Reached the pinnacle of glory and won the Premier League championship.

When the scope is extended to the entire English football, Alan Shearer is also famous, but he is considered to be the greatest striker in England after Lineker. At the same time, he has also maintained the Premier League single-season scoring record --

Thirty-four goals!

In fields other than scoring performance, Alan Shearer is also very respectable. For example, his career spanned nineteen seasons. In the nineteen seasons, he only played for three clubs, and they were all in England's top league. The team has never encountered relegation halfway through.

For example, he played for Newcastle United for ten seasons. In the 2005-2006 season when he retired, he was already thirty-six years old. He was still the main force of Newcastle United. Reach twelve.

Even if the scope is extended to world football, few players can compare with Alan Shearer.

It is difficult for most famous stars to maintain their form for a long time. When they reach the age of thirty-five, they will either retire early or leave in an 'unknown' team.

That's true of most stars.

Alan Shearer can still be an absolute main player at the age of 36, helping Newcastle United to compete in the Premier League, and even perform quite well, which is absolutely remarkable.

Of course.

What people respect is Alan Shearer's professional performance, not his way of life behavior. Now Alan Shearer is doing something that the general public loves to see and is familiar with--

Pretend--B!

Alan Shearer came to the training ground with only one purpose, which is to show all the players his amazing 'powerful and precise shooting'. He did it without coming up. First, he came over to chat with Allardyce, and then said ' Use personal experience' to guide training.

Allardyce has just taken over the position of coach and is obviously not familiar with Alan Shearer's routine.

He agreed.

Alan Shearer is a legendary star of Newcastle United.

It has only been one year since he retired, which means that he has not been eliminated by the times. His extremely rich professional experience may help many people.

Then Alan Shearer's performance began.

"Come here!"

"Here! What are you thinking, listen to the command, be disciplined, I am also your assistant coach!"

A group of people cheered and surrounded them.

Alan Shearer stood in the middle, stepped on a football and said proudly, "Many people know that what I am best at is volleying-kicking the ball to the goal with the greatest strength. Yes, that's right, I I will show you right away, what is the world's most powerful shooter!"

"Ji Wen, you go to guard the gate..."

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in the crowd.

Michael Owen is like a melon-eating crowd, while constantly nagging, "This guy is here to show off his footwork! It happens every time! He may regret retiring, and he always feels that his footwork is better than everyone else."

"What about the actual situation?" Zhen Shaolong continued to ask.

"Indeed...it's very good." Milner said, "Anyway, I can't play that kind of ball. His strength is really great, and his kicks are very accurate. There is no way to defend."

Zhen Shaolong looked at Michael Owen.

The golden boy was silent.

Alan Shearer was able to come over to demonstrate his footwork, he must be confident to a certain extent, he put the ball on the penalty spot, and called a vigorous volley, the football hit the upper left corner.

high speed!

Tricky angle!

This is undoubtedly a very, very wonderful shot. The upper left corner is a theoretical 'dead corner', which is the most difficult direction for the goalkeeper to deal with. If the kick is so fast, even if the goalkeeper knows to kick the upper left corner, it is almost impossible to save it. .

Shay failed.

He thought maybe he should stand on the left side in advance, otherwise it would be impossible to save.

Owen played the part of the crowd who didn't think it was big enough, "Zhen! How about it? Your footwork must be better than him, go up and teach him a lesson, so that he doesn't come to the stadium to show off!"

"Why?" Zhen Shaolong didn't quite understand, "He played well?"

"Don't you think a retired old guy who comes to the court to show off his footwork should go and teach him a lesson?"

Owen immediately asked back.

"well enough……"

Zhen Shaolong said hesitantly.

If there was no Owen as the narrator, he wouldn't think it was a big deal. For example, Viduka, Faye and others were still applauding Hiller's performance, and a guy who didn't know his name went to praise it, and Hiller was full of excitement. flushed.

Of course.

With Owen continuously narrating, the senses are completely different.

Hiller is pretending to be X!

Facing people pretending to be X on the scene, Zhen Shaolong usually does it like...to be a melon-eating crowd, and it has nothing to do with him anyway. He found Owen and hoped that he would 'teach' Shearer, but he would definitely It won't do it.

He raised his head forty-five degrees, looked up at the sky, and kept repeating the movement of counting money with his outstretched right hand.

Owen was a little confused.

He didn't understand.

Zhen Shaolong continued to do the movements, feeling a little resentful, 'Oh, you asked me to help teach others, didn't you show any signs of it? As long as you do things, you must get money! '

In the end, Milner was more excited, and he whispered something in Owen's ear.

Owen finally understood.

His face turned dark, he didn't expect that the other party would openly ask for money?

It's just...

Well, not a bribe.

Anyway, Owen's heart is very restless. He hopes to continue to pretend not to see, but the "temptation to teach Shearer a lesson" is too great. Other players are not happy with Shearer, and they are just melon eaters. He and Shearer have a "deep hatred" 'what!

When he first transferred to Newcastle United, Owen and Shearer became teammates. Many people formed a striker line composed of the other two, which could sweep the entire England.

However, Owen has been constantly injured and only played 11 times for Newcastle United.

Shearer is the absolute main force.

The two failed to form a striker that "swept England". On the contrary, during training and games on weekdays, corners and conflicts often broke out.

Last year, Shearer retired as the club's image ambassador and also served as the club's assistant coach. Both jobs can be said to be 'named'. His main job is on the BBC as a commentator for the five major European leagues.

And then... Owen was out of luck.

Shearer has no good impression of Owen. Every time he commented on Newcastle United, he never forgot to say a few words, "Owen is the worst transfer in Newcastle United's century-old history!"

"Golden boy! Made of gold indeed! He makes £10,000 for every minute he plays for Newcastle United! Yes, he's injured, injured, injured, but he's been well paid!"

"Since you can't play normally, you should choose to retire early!"

"Can he recover from his injuries?"

"..."

Irving, who was recovering from an injury and worried about the future, could imagine his mood when he saw the comments.

The opportunity for revenge is at hand!

Owen gritted his teeth and secretly made up his mind. He quickly walked towards Shearer, and said loudly to everyone around him, "Hiller! Let me tell you, your footwork is nothing, so don't show off in the future."

"You soft-legged shrimp..."

Shearer clearly expressed his disdain for Owen, a sentence of disdain and sarcasm in front of it, followed by some not-so-nice content.

Owen was so angry that he almost did it on the spot!

He held back.

After carefully measuring the surrounding scenes and comparing the force value by the way, Owen decided to continue to endure, "I'm telling the truth, everyone knows that Newcastle United now has the best shooting star."

"Zhen Shaolong?"

Shearer obviously cared about the situation of Newcastle United, he glanced around and saw Zhen Shaolong immediately.

Zhen Shaolong was pushed out by Milner.

He's still... counting the money.

This action made Owen's face turn black. Hiller was a little confused, but he was much more enthusiastic than he was towards Owen, "Zhen Shaolong! I can also call you Zhen, right? Reports say that your archery is the best in the world, I really Very interested, how about we compare?"

It's on!

Owen was secretly delighted.

Zhen Shaolong just stopped, and immediately continued again, shaking his head constantly, not even wanting to say a word.

Shearer was a bit sad to be rejected.

Owen understood the meaning, he simply gritted his teeth and said, "It's meaningless to compare technology alone, let's make some bets! How about it, dare you? Hiller? You can't be afraid!"

"Well, no matter which one of you wins, I will give you a jackpot of 10,000...no, 20,000 pounds! The bet between you...I don't care!"

"it is good!"

Zhen Shaolong finally opened his mouth and said seriously to Hiller, "This is very interesting, so be it. If I win, Mr. Hiller, you can give me another 20,000 pounds."

"What if I win?" Shearer was a little unresponsive.

"Don't worry, you can't win."

"You can't win!"

The former sentence was said by Zhen Shaolong, and the latter sentence was said by Owen.

The two showed a perfect understanding.

Hiller almost spurted blood when he heard it, and he subconsciously said, "Okay! Just bet!"

Then... I regretted it.

He found that he had been tricked, but under the gaze of so many 'audiences', he would have no face to come back to the club if he refused to agree. Face is more important than money, so he could only use his brains to help himself restore the situation, "What is the difference? ?”

Owen was about to speak when he was interrupted by Shearer, "Shooting is nothing interesting, let's do something new!"

"How do you compare?"

Hiller hesitated and turned his head quickly. He found that he had been tricked. Zhen Shaolong was regarded by the media as 'the best shooting skill in the world'. He must have some skills, such as penalty kicks and free kicks. He is absolutely perfect. Looking for abuse.

Even if he went back to a few years ago, he might not necessarily be an opponent.

so……

Seeing the crossbar on the goal, Shearer's eyes suddenly lit up, "How about this! I stand on the left side of the goal, you stand on the right side, and each of them takes turns kicking once. Our goal is to hit the crossbar and let the football rebound. on the opponent."

"Everyone has ten chances, if we miss ten times, we all lose, there is no winner..."

A group of watching melon-eating teammates were shocked!

Can this be done?

impossible!

Hiller proposed this kind of competition method, not because of his confidence in his footwork, but because he set an impossible goal and almost blatantly cheated.

"This won't work, no one can do it." Seeing that the opportunity for Shearer's embarrassment was gone, Owen immediately became unwilling.

Zhen Shaolong looked at Hiller suspiciously, and asked carefully, "Are you sure? This comparison?"

"Of course, sure."

Hiller was full of complacency, and he gave a hundred praises for his wit, and also showed the demeanor of his seniors by the way, "I am much older than you, so I should let the juniors. Let's do it! If you can win , I will lose twice, 40,000 pounds, and if you lose, just pay me 20,000 pounds."

If this sentence was mentioned before, it would definitely cause a group of applause.

Now?

Everyone around knew that Hiller was playing tricks, and he had no confidence in defeating Zhen Shaolong in archery.

"Ok!"

Zhen Shaolong immediately nodded in agreement.

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The competition has begun.

Hiller stood confidently on the left side, with the demeanor of "senior modesty" on his face.

He also asked Zhen Shaolong to try first.

"It doesn't matter if you try twice more!" Shearer pointed at the football and said generously.

"Ok."

Zhen Shaolong stepped on the ball very low-key, looked at Hiller's position, and then carefully stared at the crossbar for a long time, a bit similar to judging the point of return when playing billiards.

Then he kicked the 'test foot'.

"Boom!"

The football hit the crossbar directly, and immediately bounced to the left, but it was still more than two meters away from Shearer.

"Hula..."

At a position about ten meters away from the goal, it is indeed quite remarkable to hit the crossbar with a kick and fly in the direction of Shearer. Many teammates applauded immediately.

Shearer didn't care either.

Many forward players are very accurate in their footwork. It is not surprising that they hit the crossbar about ten meters away. As for the football bouncing in his direction...

luck!

Just luck.

Hiller confidently asked Zhen Shaolong to try again, but Zhen Shaolong shook his head and said, "I almost understand, let's start now!"

"You come first, or I come first?"

"I tried it just now, so you should come first!" Zhen Shaolong responded.

Milner throws a ball.

Shearer received it in his hand and placed it in front of him. He felt that he could not lose his momentum, and tried to find the feeling of kicking the ball. He also planned to hit the crossbar with his kick. He took a deep breath, and then kicked a very clever pick, but it was just a movement. Very cleverly, the football flew out by half a meter.

"Ahem, mistake! Haha, just try your feet!"

Shearer said.

"It doesn't count this time. Then start with me." Zhen Shaolong also showed generosity. After he squared the ball, he glanced at the crossbar again, and then quickly kicked the ball out.

"Boom!"

The football hit the crossbar again and bounced in Shearer's direction.

One meter off!

Hiller almost broke out in a cold sweat, but he forced a smile and said, "That's not bad, it's even better than the one just now. It seems that you will be able to hit me soon!"

"Come on!"

"thanks!"

This time it was Shearer's turn.

Shearer's mood was no longer calm. He found that the opponent's footwork was surprisingly good. Not to mention hitting the crossbar consecutively, the football always bounced in his direction.

"It must be luck!"

"Impossible! No one can do it! Even if it can hit the crossbar, the football may bounce into the sky, or bounce down, not necessarily in the same direction..."

Shearer is trying to convince himself that he settles down and kicks the second kick.

Not bad this time.

The football deviates a little bit and flies off the crossbar.

"Miss again."

Shearer felt a little humiliated.

The opportunity came to Zhen Shaolong again, he straightened the ball early, without any hesitation, he directly kicked the ball with his foot.

"Boom!"

The football hit the crossbar accurately, almost in the same position as before, and then rebounded and rushed towards Shearer.

Still off!

The football brushed against Shearer's leg, and some teammates noticed that Shearer's leg moved slightly.

"You're lying!"

Owen immediately stood up and shouted, "You were obviously hit just now, you dodged!"

"No!"

Shearer wouldn't admit it, "I didn't move!"

"You moved!"

"I didn't move!"

"Moved!"

"No……"

Zhen Shaolong hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt the farce, "It's okay, let's try again, anyway, there are still many opportunities."

"But……"

Owen was a little worried.

"I have confidence!"

Hiller was so excited that he made a victory gesture. He admitted that Zhen Shaolong's footwork is amazing, but if he can bounce back and kick himself once, can he kick him a second time?

The probability is too small!

The dangerous moment has been successfully passed, and the next few times will be mixed. It is best to hit the crossbar without losing face.

Shearer kicked again, and he finally hit the bar, but the ball went straight into the sky and never bounced back, and he didn't care and said, "This time it's your turn!"

Zhen Shaolong had already set the ball up.

Just now a ball brushed against Shearer's body, and he has found the most suitable point. As long as he kicks it with enough strength, the trajectory and direction of the ball after rebounding will definitely remain the same. The only difference is whether the position is high or low. .

So he kicked it easily.

The force of this kick was a bit strong, and the sound of hitting the crossbar was also loud, but what surprised Hiller the most was that the football rushed towards him again. He was surprised for a while and delayed his reaction, and he didn't even move at the same place. ,Then……

"Boom!"

Right on the bridge of the nose!

Alan Shearer is knocked out!

At the moment when the bridge of his nose collided with the football, a flash of inspiration came to Shearer's mind, and the best actor in Hollywood history possessed a soul. He immediately lay down on the ground with his strength, pretending to be in super pain.

Players who eat melons are onlookers!

Shearer kept screaming for pain, like a WWII soldier who was hit by a grenade, struggling in pain when he was about to die heroically. The others didn't know whether to laugh or laugh, or Allardyce shouted with a dark face. Come to the team doctor, arrange a few staff members, and carry Shearer, who is 'crying for pain', to the infirmary.

The training ground finally calmed down.

After Allardyce rescheduled practice, everyone was still talking about it, "Shearer... shameless!"

"He's obviously pretending!"

"Don't want to give money?"

"I may feel ashamed, but speaking of it, Zhen Shaolong's footwork is really accurate! I'm dumbfounded!"

"I finally understand why the news said that he has the best shooting skills in the world!"

"No wonder the club is willing to give him a high salary!"

"We will be teammates with him in the future. With such a teammate... I think there is hope for the new season!"

"yes!"

"right!"

Many teammates looked at Zhen Shaolong with eyes full of admiration, anticipation and hope.

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