I Just Can Score

For a moment, the audience was silent.

Players on the field, referees, sideline coaches, staff, fans in the surrounding stands, the media, etc., all stared blankly at the Cottbus goal.

"The ball...goed in!?"

"That's right, the ball went in! Zero angle shot! Zero angle! Really zero angle!" The commentator of Deutsche Telekom 3 shouted in surprise, "Gooooooooooool!!!!!!"

"St. Pauli's No. 13, Zhen! He catches the ball on the baseline and kicks a zero-angle shot with the outside instep!"

"The score became one to zero, and St. Pauli led Cottbus at home! This is definitely the most exciting goal in the Bundesliga so far this season!"

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Zhen Shaolong was not surprised by the goal, but he let out a long breath as if he had completed the task. With a goal, he could explain to the head coach, and he could also explain to the fans.

It also made him feel at ease.

It wasn't until Boer rushed over to hug him that Zhen Shaolong realized that the goal just now was his first home goal.

Home goal ah!

He immediately embraced Boer excitedly, "Thank you, the pass is great!" Then he ran back with both legs, and blew kisses to the stands on both sides while running.

This action made the female fans in the corner of the east stand excited--

"He's kissing me back!"

"Me too, the goal is due to me!"

"He said that kissing can bring good luck, but I've kissed him for a long time..."

"I kissed him on the cheek!"

"It's a pity. I should have agreed, but he was too shy and ran away without saying a few words."

"He's still a big boy..."

After the female fans discussed with the people next to them, they immediately responded by shouting Zhen Shaolong's name, and the cheers from the east stand became, "Zhen! Zhen! Zhen!"

That voice sounds a bit weird, because the shouts are mainly female fans, and the overall lack of energy, coupled with the inaccurate pronunciation of most fans, makes it sound frustrating--

"Zha~~Zha~~Zha~~"

Zhen Shaolong ran to the bottom of the east stand, originally wanting to thank the female fans for their kisses, but was startled by the fans' shouts, thinking that he had traveled to the Qing Dynasty and met a lot of eunuchs.

"tie?"

"Scum?"

"I'm not a scumbag!"

Zhen Shaolong was so frightened that he almost hurried back.

Teammates rushed over from behind, they warmly hugged and rubbed Zhen Shaolong's hair enthusiastically.

This represents a meaning --

Tainted with luck!

Looking at the goal just now, everyone thinks it was luck, not luck, a supplementary shot or something, that kind of zero-angle shot, not to mention in the game, it is very difficult to kick it out in training, if you want to really To score the ball, excellent shooting skills are only one of them, and it also requires 'luck' on the spot.

The same is true for teammates' discussions --

"You played really well!"

"Could this be the effect of going to the stage to 'cheat a kiss'? My God, I'll try it next time!"

"If you're not afraid to break up with your girlfriend."

"The main reason is that you are too ugly. Women like Zhen, who are young, handsome, and boys with big peaks..."

"Hahaha……"

Zhen Shaolong's face turned dark when he heard this, his messy hair completely ruined his image, standing in the middle looked a bit like a doormat.

He stared at his teammates around him, thinking viciously, "If I get the 'Fighting Technique' again, I will let you understand why flowers are so popular..."

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The first half is over.

Zhen Shaolong's goal was the only goal in the first half, and St. Pauli entered the intermission with the advantage.

Zhen Shaolong walked towards the locker room.

Before entering the player tunnel, he was a little hesitant about whether to go to the stage to see So-Kiss. ​​After careful consideration, he gave up. The intermission time is more important. Even if he annoyed the coach, he may not have a chance to play next time, anyway. There is no time limit for the completion of the skill acquisition task, and it will always be completed after each game.

Bergman returned to the locker room, praised the team's performance, and called Zhen Shaolong affirmatively, "That goal is beautiful!"

Zhen Shaolong was immediately elated.

Everyone likes compliments, the head coach's compliment is more important than the fans' affirmation.

Next, Bergman talked about the second half, asking the team to pay more attention to defense, counterattack faster, etc. After reminding the team of some problems in the game, let everyone take a good rest.

Bergman is still thinking, thinking about the goal in the first half, and it is similar to the judgment of others--

That was 'luck' played on the spot!

Zhen Shaolong's skills are not bad, but when it comes to shooting, it can only be regarded as average, not very superb, even in training, if you ask him to kick a ball like that, it may not be successful once or twice.

So the goal can only be counted on the spot.

Looking back on the past few games, Bergmann looked at Zhen Shaolong with weird eyes. He found that more than one of Zhen Shaolong's goals was "on the spot". The most typical one was "toe change" with Bochum Ninety degrees broke the door', no matter how I think about it, I feel incredible.

"Is he still a competitive player? The normal training situation on weekdays, he can perform well in the game or in front of the goal?"

Bergman didn't understand.

Soon the second half of the game began.

The cheers of the fans did not give St. Pauli an advantage. The initiative of the game was still held by Cottbus. With their strong strength and good performance, they suppressed St. Pauli in the half and continued to attack the penalty area.

St. Pauli's overall defense is very good. Every player is very active, but being active does not mean that they can defend the goal.

In the 71st minute of the game, Cottbus successfully sent the ball into the goal with a free kick.

1 to 1!

The St. Pauli fans in the stands around couldn't help worrying about the game.

The strength of Cottbus is quite good. The overall strength of their players is stronger than that of St. Pauli. After relying on offense to tie the score, there is no pressure on the score, and the overall performance is more stable.

This kind of stability is manifested in defense, which makes St. Pauli a headache in the frontcourt.

For nearly ten minutes in a row, St. Pauli did not attack the penalty area once, and most of the attacks were blocked in the midfield. Zhen Shaolong was at the top of the formation, constantly pulling and running, and it was difficult to receive passes from his teammates.

Eighty minutes into the game, the fans in the stands gave up all hope.

St. Pauli is in a situation of "losing but not winning". It is unlikely that the offense will be successful in a short period of time. It can only continue to defend firmly and strive to maintain the score.

Cottbus was "winner but never loser". As time passed, they gradually strengthened their offense and did not neglect their defense in the backcourt.

The game seemed to end there.

Zhen Shaolong stood there panting. He ran for half a field, but he didn't gain anything. Instead, he was exhausted and almost exhausted.

At this time, St. Pauli launched a wave of offensive.

The football was passed to the frontcourt, and Surentic carried two opponents to control the ball. After a continuous entanglement, he could only hand the ball to Bol in the end.

Bol hits the ball with a strong shot.

Bol's shooting position is more than 25 meters away from the goal. He does not have the level of long-distance shooting, which is almost equivalent to handing over the possession of the ball to the opponent.

The football flew forward lightly and was easily caught by the opponent's goalkeeper.

St. Pauli immediately retreated.

What no one noticed was that Zhen Shaolong suddenly started and accelerated towards the opponent's right back Toivio.

The same goes for the opposing goalkeeper.

Because Toivio was very close, the goalkeeper threw the ball over.

"Be careful!"

"Pay attention behind you!"

The exclamation of his teammates made Toivio aware of the danger, but before he could do anything, he saw a figure rushing over and blocked the ball in advance.

That's Zhen Shaolong!

"Zhen! Zhen! He suddenly appeared! Stealing the frontcourt!" Along with the commentator's shout, the surrounding stands suddenly sounded with anticipation.

Zhen Shaolong only took a step forward, glanced at the goal and kicked directly.

A lob shot!

The football flew up lightly, and the speed was not fast, but it still rushed in front of the opponent's goal and fell into the open goal.

"The ball went in—!"

"2 to 1! 2 to 1! St. Pauli's striker No. 13 Zhen, he caught the opponent's negligence, completed a steal in the frontcourt, and hoisted the ball into the goal!"

The fans cheered excitedly.

Zhen Shaolong ran back excitedly, ignoring the feeling that his physical fitness was obviously overdrawn, he kept waving his hands up and down, and in the process he didn't forget to blow kisses to the fans on both sides...