I Just Can Score

"This ... is it okay?"

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

Henalev looked at the goal and his expression was quite helpless.

Brückner was a little sad.

As the assistant coach of the referee, he forgot to signal that the goal was effective for the first time. He froze and looked at the ball in the eye, and then looked at Zhen Shaolong covering his forehead to determine what was happening in front of him. Effective, and then raised his hand to the midfield.

Blowing the whistle means that the goal is valid.

Raised the midfield with one hand, meaning "the team that was scored, go to the midfield and restart the kick."

The youth team immediately cheered--

"awesome!"

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

"Zhen's luck is so good!"

"......"

Half of the training competition has changed the taste.

Zhen Shaolong helped the youth team to lead. The first team felt that they had lost face, so they wanted to beat their opponents to get their face back. The youth team found that they might beat the first team and tried hard to refuse to lose.

The same is true for the two coaches.

Bergman's approach to putting the main force says it all.

Flore saw the team lead again, his face was full of pride, and even no hidden thoughts, he kept praised, "Zhen's luck is really good! He even scored two goals."

"Brückner made a mistake and he should kick to the bottom line."

"Although Zhen's health is poor and his skills can only be counted, he is much more fortunate than others."

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

"Yes, it's a good idea!" Flor said, reacting violently, considering the grand plan to become rich overnight.

Bergman's face turned blue.

Ritman came over and said with a smile, "This young man is so interesting! He can score two goals in the first team!"

Said what Bergman said.

Flore said that Zhen Shaolong's skills had gone, but there was no chance to see on the field, his body was so bad that it was the real situation when touched.

Technology is not known.

Poor health.

Faced with the opponents of the Deutsche B level, such a guy could even score two goals.

This is so lucky!

The next game doesn't seem to matter anymore.

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

"Their strength is obviously better than the others, and they should be eligible to play in the second division." Flor asked tentatively, "I will let them report to the first team tomorrow?"

"Wait first."

Bergman hesitated, "I think about it again."

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Eventually the youth team defeated the first team 2-1.

The score of the training game seems unimportant, but every youth team player is very excited because they beat the first team.

That is the first team!

The first team is a professional team, they play in the German League 2, the youth team is a reserve team, is a place to train young players, can only play the fourth level of the German North League. It can be said that the player corresponding to each position of the first team is stronger than the youth team.

The youth team beat the first team!

Every youth team player is excited, everyone is talking about the game.

Zhen Shaolong truly became the team ’s hero, and all the other players screamed loudly around him. Even the poorly connected Freiberg gave a thumbs up and said with exclamation, "Zhen, your luck Great, amazing! "

Zhen Shaolong said proudly, "This is not luck, but strength!"

A group of people burst into laughter.

Zhen Shaolong is full of loneliness that is not understood.

Everyone calmed down again, and they struggled with their performance, whether they could impress the first team coach Bergman. They all hoped that Flor could reveal some news.

Flor said nothing, just let everyone disband and gave the players a half-day holiday, and then entangled with Zhen Shaolong, "Zhen, can you say a number, just say one."

"Why?"

Zhen Shaolong didn't understand.

"Nothing ... No, I think you are lucky." Flor only revealed part of the content.

Zhen Shaolong thinks Flor is very strange, but must emphasize an issue, "I'm strength! High-level ability!"

"It must be luck!"

"It is strength!"

"Luck!"

"Strength!"

"Well, it's strength!" Flor felt that he should put down a little figure, "I recognize you. Just say a number!"

Zhen Shaolong didn't know what Flor was going to do, but he said a bunch of numbers casually-718, 2500, 174.

This string of numbers translated into Chinese will have a lot of connotation, Flor will completely understand the meaning.

But he is like a treasure.

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After returning to the player's dormitory, Zhen Shaolong was also entangled in performance. He also hoped to enter the first team and felt that there was no chance. Despite the contradiction with Bergman, even Flor determined that his goal was luck , The goal performance bonus points are gone.

Others?

Apart from scoring goals, there is no performance.

Zhen Shaolong didn't even think about it. After lunch, he went back to sleep and went to the gym.

Walked into the main entrance of the gym, Zhen Shaolong saw Rena.

Leina is still that pair of dresses-slim sportswear, highlighting the wonderful figure, full of feminine flavor, enough to activate any men's hormones.

Zhen Shaolong glanced at him for several times.

Leina also saw Zhen Shaolong, she greeted her initiatively, but her expression was a little weird, "Are you called Zhen? Are you a Saint Pauli youth team player?"

"how do you know?"

"Mr. Bergman told me that he had just left." Rena said funny, "You were so kind to Mr. Bergman last time, UU read www.uukanshu.com but don't worry, Mr. Bergman is very generous , He did n’t care. I heard that you had good luck this morning and scored two goals? "

"......"

Zhen Shaolong felt it necessary to remind Rena, "I'm sure, Bergman wants to go to bed with you."

Leina chuckled and asked provocatively, "Do you not want to?"

Zhen Shaolong swallowed.

Leina suddenly got close to Zhen Shaolong, her arms clung tightly to the peak of her arms, and she kept rubbing around, raising her head to reveal her sincere expectation, "Zhen, I don't have a boyfriend yet, how about socializing with me?"

"......"

Zhen Shaolong was a little dazed.

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

"what are you doing!"

"Asshole-egg!"

"Metamorphosis!"

Leina jumped away, flushed and angry.

Zhen Shaolong froze for a moment, recalling the action just now, and seemed to have touched something that should not be touched?

Looked down forty-five degrees.

Down.

Zhen Shaolong's inner heart suddenly fluctuated violently, and his breathing became much heavier. However, during the system task, the vajra's good-faced skin still supported him to return to the state of a gentleman.

He did n’t seem to do anything. He continued the topic just now, "Cough ... Coach Rena, you have a very good figure, very beautiful, and can be dumped by any man, but I can only accept one excitement-love, beauty In the night, I have no plans to interact with you, because ... my future girlfriend will definitely be the most perfect and beautiful girl in the world! "

Rena's anger value suddenly increased to extremely dangerous value.