I Just Can Score

Seeing the soccer ball fly into the goal, Zhen Shaolong gave Walschlag a thumbs up, his amazed expression was equivalent to saying, "Dude, you are so tall!"

"sharp!"

"I admire you!"

Walschlager looked in the direction of the goal in shock. He didn't understand why the ball kicked on the opponent's leg just happened to bounce into the goal.

"Isn't this a coincidence?" Walschlag felt bitter and wanted to cry.

"Amen!"

Zhen Shaolong secretly sympathized, the goal is of course the effect of "Killer", pressing the line of the small penalty area is also counted as the area of ​​​​the small penalty area, if the opponent kicks the ball on him, the skill effect will definitely be triggered.

Then, the ball goes in.

Zhen Shaolong didn't see clearly how the ball flew in. From other people's perspectives, when the football hit his right leg, he happened to take a step forward, and the force of the collision was stronger. He almost turned a 90-degree turn and went straight to the goal. Then rolled into the dead corner of the goal against the crossbar.

It is impossible for Hertha Berlin goalkeeper Drobney to have any reaction. In fact, his reaction speed is slower than Zhen Shaolong. When he realized the danger, the football had already rolled into the goal.

This extremely coincidental goal shocked the entire Miller Gate Stadium.

Including fans.

including journalists.

Including the players of the two teams, everyone couldn't help sighing, "Is this okay?"

Hertha Berlin was very depressed. Many players looked at Walschlager and were very dissatisfied with his performance——

"What the hell did you do!"

"You should drive the ball out of bounds! Instead of continuing to hold the ball! Do you think your technique is good?"

"Your technique is really good..."

St. Pauli's teammates, while delighted to be leading, couldn't help sighing, "This kind of goal can be scored!"

"Zhen, you are so lucky!"

"I should suck some luck, maybe the next goal will be mine!"

Zhen Shaolong's hair quickly turned into a chicken coop, and Felix Luz contributed the most. He recalled the ball just now, envious and envious, and at the same time secretly made a decision, "Next time, I will also find female fans Ask for a kiss and the goal will be mine!"

The fans stand on the east side.

The fans were cheering excitedly, and many of them were talking about the goal, "Zhen is so lucky, he can score that kind of goal."

"It may also be that the defender on the opposite side is unlucky... Zhen didn't do anything, the football flew in by himself."

"He probably did something stupid to annoy God, or please Satan."

Listening to the discussion of the fans around, Retig coughed lightly, then turned to look at Alice, "That's just a bad luck."

"Is the goal not counted on Zhen's head?" Alice said, "Luck is also strength, otherwise why not someone else scored the goal?"

Retig was silent.

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The game continued.

Hertha Berlin regrouped and re-entered the offense. Their midfield fighting ability is strong, and their coordination is smoother. It is easy to suppress St. Pauli.

St. Pauli can only strengthen the defense, and occasionally play a wave of counterattacks, which is basically not threatening.

Hertha Berlin has always been a strong team in the Bundesliga, ranking seventh this season so far, and they are capable of playing head-to-head against the giants Bayern Munich. Stars with millions or tens of millions are naturally much stronger in terms of ability.

St. Pauli is just a newly promoted Bundesliga Bundesliga, and the star of the team, Surentic, is worth no more than two million euros.

There is a huge gap between the two sides.

With strong strength and excellent performance, Hertha Berlin has achieved the suppression of the situation.

In the 31st minute, Pantelic headed past the goal guarded by Henarev, helping Hertha Berlin tie the score.

1 to 1.

The Hertha Berlin players took a long breath, and the two teams stood on the same starting line again. They believed that the final victory would definitely belong to Hertha Berlin.

St. Pauli recognized the strength gap from top to bottom.

The same goes for Zhen Shaolong.

In the past games, even against the Bochum team, he did not encounter such a great pressure. The opponent did not deploy defense against him, and there were no players around him. However, he ran frequently, and it was still difficult to find opportunities.

If you stand a little bit forward, you won't be able to receive the pass from your teammates. Even if you take the initiative to retreat and attack near the opponent's penalty area, it is extremely difficult.

The game was a little too tough.

In this kind of game, "Prediction" seems to lose its effect, because St. Pauli rarely has a shot, and even if there is a shot, it is just a random kick from the outside. There is no chance.

But is the gap really that big?

Zhen Shaolong thought about it patiently. There was a big gap in the overall strength of the two teams. What he was thinking about was the gap between himself and the opponent's players.

Hertha Berlin is a strong team in the Bundesliga. Their players are very skilled, and each one of them can be said to be experienced.

From the point of view of the competition, there is no physical gap between the two sides. The gap is mainly reflected in two aspects, one is the player's technical level, awareness, and experience, and the other is the overall tactical ability, coordination, tacit understanding, and so on.

The latter need not be considered.

As far as the former is concerned, his technical level is not so low that there is an absolute gap. There is no way to compare consciousness and experience. The body is worse, but the speed is not too slow. Taken together, we can conclude that the opponent's player's ability is indeed outstanding. , but the gap between myself and them has not reached the level of 'insurmountable', as long as I work hard to find opportunities, it is still possible to find them.

Zhen Shaolong became much more serious.

When Hertha Berlin launched an offensive, he had been standing in the frontcourt, carefully observing the opponent's defense, and soon he discovered that Hertha Berlin's backcourt, the defense was not as prudent as imagined, perhaps because St. Pauli rarely attacked , They are even a little careless, and the retreat speed after an attack is not fast.

This may be the breaking point!

Zhen Shaolong stood in the frontcourt, walking back and forth as if inadvertently, constantly adjusting his position, trying to distance himself from the opponent's defender.

In the 43rd minute of the game, St. Pauli completed a steal in the midfield, and Bor received the pass and rushed forward quickly.

"here!"

Zhen Shaolong waved and shouted in front, which also attracted the attention of the defenders next to him, but his position was very good, and the nearest defender was more than five meters away.

Bol's pass easily passed through the gap and was sent in front of Zhen Shaolong.

start up!

accelerate!

Zhen Shaolong exhausted all his strength, clenched his teeth and accelerated, pushed the ball forward, and then quickly chased it forward.

"Hula~~~"

The emotions of the fans around the stands were instantly ignited, "Hurry up! Hurry up! Speed ​​up!"

"Come on! Get rid of them!"

"come on! Come on!"

"Zhen! Zhen!"

St. Pauli fans chanted various slogans to cheer Zhen Shaolong on the field.

Zhen Shaolong's speed is average. It takes nearly twelve seconds for 100 meters, which is definitely not fast, but he has long been prepared. He started half a beat faster than the opponent's player. Bol's pass is also very comfortable. Wait for him to accelerate forward Belt, the nearest defender can't keep up.

When the ball was about to enter the penalty area, the goalkeeper Drobney rushed out, and the shouts of the fans in the stands had become "Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!"

Everyone watched with great anticipation.

Zhen Shaolong slowed down a little, stared at the goalkeeper rushing out, his usual cynical expression became extremely serious, and there was a hint of ferocity when he observed carefully.

When he was three meters away from the opponent's goalkeeper, he exhausted all his strength and kicked behind the ball.

"Damn, let me in!"

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the football rushed past the opponent's goalkeeper's arm like a cannonball, and plunged into the wobbling net.

"Gooooooooool!!!"

"The ball went in!"

"Our No. 13, Zhen! He drove the ball into the penalty area, and the single-handed goalkeeper scored the goal!"

"2 to 1, St. Pauli leads Hertha Berlin again..."

Accompanied by the sound of the stadium broadcast, the Miller Gate Stadium turned into a sea of ​​cheers. Zhen Shaolong stood in the penalty area, with his hands on his knees, panting heavily, with extreme excitement on his face--

I scored a goal!

Moreover, he did not use system skills and relied entirely on his ability to complete the goal!

Zhen Shaolong couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart any longer, he raised his fists into the air forcefully, then ignored Boer who was rushing over, and ran towards the stands on the east side of the fans at a faster speed.

He ran and blew kisses.

When he got to the east stand, he put his hands around his mouth, and then let them go forward to the sides, giving the fans a big kiss, and the female fans in the east stand screamed back.

The celebration of this kiss was named the "Kiss of Fraternity" for female fans by a reporter in the media seat, combined with Zhen Shaolong's practice of begging for a kiss before the game.