I Just Can Score

that night.

Owen was still very excited when he got home, and he decided that he should share his joy with others.

He shared it with his wife Luis.

Louis listened patiently with wide eyes, finished his listening work as a wife, and then went to the bathroom to freshen up and prepare for bed. When he found that Owen was still in the living room, giggling nonstop at the computer, he yelled loudly, " Michael, it's time to rest!"

"Go to sleep first!"

Owen said something without looking back, and then apologized, "I'll sleep downstairs today."

Louis looked at Owen angrily, but thinking of the pressure and dreams on Owen, he felt that he should not be blamed.

She took a deep breath.

After returning to the bedroom, Louis half-lyed on the bed and carefully considered Owen's question. She probably understood what was going on. Owen was working hard to learn Chinese Kungfu, which seemed to have helped him.

but……

Is it necessary to learn Chinese Kung Fu like this?

What if a woman learns Chinese Kung Fu? It shouldn't be... No matter how Louis thinks, she feels that Owen's idea is wrong, but she doesn't know how to remind her. From a purely layman's point of view, she has no way to persuade Owen.

"Did Zhen Shaolong play football with Chinese kung fu?" Louis wondered. All her information came from Owen, and she didn't know the specifics. "But he's not like Owen...Maybe? No!"

"surely not!"

"There are rumors about him everywhere, even the German female star, his assistant Claudio, must have something to do with him." Louis met Claudio once, and she believed in her intuition very much.

That's a woman's intuition about other women's gossip.

No matter what Louis thinks, he decides to find time to have a careful talk with Zhen Shaolong, hoping that Zhen Shaolong can help him.

Think and do it!

Louis immediately picked up the phone, found a number and called directly.

Zhen Shaolong was falling asleep in a daze, and he didn't even know what time it was.

When he found the phone was ringing, he was depressed because he didn't turn off the sound. He looked at the displayed name and felt very strange.

Louis?

Owen's wife?

Although the two of them left each other's phone calls, it's not good to call directly at night because of identity issues, isn't it?

He still pressed the answer button.

"Sorry for the interruption." Louis on the phone had a soft and guilty voice, "but I couldn't help but want to call you."

"..."

Zhen Shaolong remained silent in embarrassment, thinking that he should put down the phone.

"Michael has been going crazy for some reason recently. He has been learning Chinese Kung Fu and he is still alive today... He is still in the living room, giggling at the computer, and now I am the only one lying in the bedroom..."

"..."

Zhen Shaolong wanted to put down the phone even more.

Louis complained to Owen many times in a row, as if he was complaining to his friends about his dissatisfaction with her husband, only to realize that it was not good to say something to Zhen Shaolong, and immediately changed the subject in embarrassment, directly getting to the point, "Even Chinese kung fu... I means to say..."

She went around and explained for a long time before Zhen Shaolong could barely understand.

Then.

Zhen Shaolong was shocked!

He very much hoped to put down the phone, because it didn't feel good to meddle in the private affairs of Owen's family, but the gossip made him feel a lot more energetic.

Zhen Shaolong made it clear, "I have never practiced Chinese Kung Fu! What Michael did was all imagined by him. I think you should have a good, serious talk with him."

"Don't be angry, don't worry!"

"Seriously."

"Michael is still pretty good, I think he is the kind of person who listens to advice."

This is the truth.

Owen is actually a good person, and he is also very reasonable. Zhen Shaolong has a good impression of Owen, "As long as what you say is more reasonable than him, he should be convinced..."

He wasn't sure either.

Zhen Shaolong tried a few words of persuasion, but there was nothing more to say.

He just knows gossip.

This gossip must never be spoken out, as long as it feels interesting in your heart.

After putting down the phone, Zhen Shaolong continued to fall asleep, but the arc of the corner of his mouth couldn't be stretched, the main thing was so funny, as long as he thought of him, he would have the urge to burst out laughing.

the other side.

After listening to Zhen Shaolong's persuasion, Louis felt that it was very reasonable, "Zhen, he is really a kind and understanding person, and he has the patience to listen to me and persuade me patiently."

"Michael can be one-tenth as good as Zhen, and I will be content."

Louis shook his head.

She felt that what Zhen Shaolong said was very reasonable, and she must have a careful and serious talk with Owen. Owen is not the kind of stubborn person, even if it is his insistence, he will listen to advice.

"right."

"Talk about it!"

After thinking about it, Louis rummaged in the storage room. She found a baseball bat, an imitation pistol, and a motorcycle protective cap. She pinned the pistol to her waist. After putting on the protective cap, she took Walked downstairs with a baseball bat.

walk slowly.

slowly.

When standing behind the smirking Owen, Louis glanced at the screen, only to see that Owen was looking at a webpage, all of which were Chinese characters, and there were pictures of several people swaying.

Chinese Kongfu?

Fuck him!

Louis believes that Chinese Kungfu is very powerful, but she doesn't believe that Owen can learn it in a short time. She picked up a baseball bat with one hand and hit it hard on the table.

"boom!"

bang!

Owen trembled in fright, turned his head and was immediately dumbfounded.

Louis squinted his eyes and shouted ferociously, "Michael, I want to have a good talk with you today!"

After speaking, he held up a baseball bat and smashed it at the computer.

"Bang bang bang..."

The mainframe, mouse, keyboard, and even the flower pots, books, and photos next to them were not spared. I don’t know how long it took for Louis to stop panting, put down the baseball bat, picked up the pistol at his waist, and pointed at Owen's head, emphatically, "Do you remember, Michael? In elementary school, I was the best female hitter in school!"

"Although I haven't played for many years, I believe I am still very good!"

Irving was so scared that he took consecutive penalties.

"So, what are you waiting for? Go back to sleep! I want to have a good talk with you today!" Louis twisted his wrist towards the stairs, and the muzzle moved accordingly.

Owen was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat, and immediately rushed up the stairs in the direction.

subsequently.

Louis followed upstairs and kicked Owen into the bedroom. The two entered the room and had a friendly and peaceful exchange.

————

Rest the next morning.

Zhen Shaolong woke up dimly at ten o'clock, he felt that Louis should be blamed, and called himself at night.

"Ask Michael for compensation!"

"Better in pounds!"

"The disputes in their family have actually affected me!" He sighed and thought.

I can only think about it.

Although Louis and himself are pure and have nothing at all, the phone calls are just to complain and ask about the situation, but it is definitely not good to talk about it in private at night.

At that time, nothing will become something.

Zhen Shaolong decided to keep it secret.

Soon he forgot what happened yesterday, because the expected system prompt came accurately, "Your physical attribute assessment can activate a new 'skill acquisition task', do you accept the new task?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Accept it!"

""Shen Lai" skill acquisition task--

In order to obtain the powerful "God Comes" skills, the host needs to continue to work hard in the official game.

Mission goal: Accumulate 300 kilometers of running distance in official competitions.

Mission progress: 0/300. "

After listening to the system prompts, Zhen Shaolong carefully read the mission for a long time before he was sure that what he heard was correct.

run!

Three hundred kilometers!

This task is easy!

Zhen Shaolong felt a little elated, he was already ready to lose his integrity, he did not expect the task to be so simple, just to accumulate running distance in the race.

This is really good!

Although the requirements of the mission are very simple, in fact, the distance of 300 kilometers is still a bit long.

300 kilometers!

Zhen Shaolong hasn't looked at his own statistics, but the average running distance in a game probably won't exceed five kilometers, right?

"probably not……"

Recalling that during the game, I kept standing still in the frontcourt. When the team attacked, I sprinted twice at most. "I should run very little."

He simply went to check the professional data.

soon.

Through some media reports, he found the league data of last season, "In a 90-minute game, the average running distance is only more than 3,100 meters?"

"Fake, it must be fake!"

"impossible!"

Zhen Shaolong was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. For a forward player, the running distance in the game should be very high. He checked the average value of professional players and found that the running distance of most players is easily over 6,000 meters.

He is only half?

What is the concept of more than 3,100 meters? An average of 40 meters per minute, and only run more than 30 meters in one minute!

How lazy is that?

"This statistic is not important, and probably not many people pay attention to it." Zhen Shaolong thought fearfully, and immediately opened the webpage to search for 'professional players' running distance', and found that out of the ten news in the front row, three were directly related to him.

"Ranking of the laziest professional players: Zhen Shaolong has been ranked first."

"Zhen Shaolong: A lazy genius!"

"He can stand but not move, can walk slowly but not run..."

"..."

Zhen Shaolong didn't want to read any more, but he kept scrolling down, and finally found a piece of gratifying news, which basically said, "Zhen Shaolong runs the least distance, but his running efficiency is the highest. On average, every two kilometers, To score a goal!"

Yes indeed!

This is what people say!

The ironic news like the above is the jealousy of Lao Tzu Chi Guoguo!

Then.

Zhen Shaolong made a careful calculation: 300 divided by 3 equals 100.

"One hundred games?"

"It takes a hundred matches in a normal game to complete the task? What year and month will it be..."

"It seems that the game will be more active in the future!"

"Just take... 6,000 meters, no, let's aim for 5,000 meters first, and slowly improve!"

————

afternoon.

Zhen Shaolong went to the club normally, and when he walked through the main entrance of the training ground, he took a few steps back to look carefully, and found a strange thing.

"Where's Michael?"

There are only two figures in the huge training ground, one is the newly joined defender Coloccini, and the other is Milner.

Milner is training horse stance.

Coloccini watched from the side, and occasionally learned the movements, and the two talked and laughed not seriously.

Zhen Shaolong walked over and asked, "Have you noticed Michael?"

"No ah?"

"He didn't come." Milner leaned over and said, "I'm also very surprised, Michael usually comes very early, and I want him to give some advice on how to stand up, Zhen, you should be able to do it too? I heard Michael said..."

"Won't!"

Zhen Shaolong said bluntly, "James, as a good friend, I should remind you not to go astray like Michael... Standing on a horse may be useful? But it definitely has nothing to do with the arc of the heel."

Milner nodded continuously.

Yesterday Irving kept talking about the relationship between the two, but most of his teammates didn’t believe it. They only thought that Owen was kicked out by “coincidence”. Zhen Shaolong is really good at heel arcs, but he didn’t show it in training on weekdays, only occasionally in games. can do it.

In addition, Zhen Shaolong's shooting is really good.

Not only can he kick the heel arc, but he has scored directly from corner kicks several times. He is quite good at set kicks, left and right outside insteps, and even headers.

So it's not surprising that he kicked the heel arc.

It is completely unreasonable for Owen to link the two together.

They just try it for fun.

Zhen Shaolong chatted with Milner for a few words, then went back to the locker room to change, and then returned to the training ground again.

soon.

Teammates also came one by one.

The assistant coach is here.

Then came the head coach Keegan. Keegan checked the time and asked the whole team to gather. He was also surprised that Irving, who was actively training on weekdays, did not come. When he was about to ask other people, he saw a figure with a bag running from a distance. .

"Sorry, I'm late!"

It's Owen.

Owen ran over from a distance, obviously mentally exhausted, with dark circles under his eyes, and his sluggish appearance made people worry about his physical condition. He ran over panting, and said to Keegan, "Sorry, sir, but first I Going to change clothes."

"It's better for you to go to the infirmary, Michael! It's been a little cold recently, but don't get sick."

"thanks. "

Irving still went to the locker room, changed his clothes and returned to the training ground. He knew why he was like this.

Last night, I can't bear to look back!

It was a double blow to his mind and body. He didn't fall asleep until after three o'clock in the evening, and it was already noon when he woke up.

The wife was in good spirits preparing lunch.

he……

Anyway, Owen was feeling very bad. His whole body was aching, and his mind was still not clear, but he still insisted on training after lunch, not to show any hard work, but to stick to the daily horse stance.

Horse gait is the driving force for hard work!

No matter how difficult he encounters, he must persevere!

"This is me, Michael Owen!"

Owen thought firmly.