I Just Can Score

Zhen Shaolong couldn't sleep for a long time, simply got up tiredly, soaked a cup of black tea, and walked to the balcony, just next to Claudio.

Claudio folded his hands and was praying to the starry sky?

"Are you praying?" Zhen Shaolong couldn't help but ask, "Do you believe in God? Or Jesus? Or something."

"I don't believe anything."

Claudio looked at Zhen Shaolong with a little weird look in her eyes. She could still remember the last thing. She felt that the other person had a strange personality. She even beat her intimate clothes and said that kind of words.

But turning to think about it, a boy who has never been in love may like himself?

Is nothing.

Claudio was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Do you think I will become a star in the future?"

This question is a bit big.

Zhen Shaolong looked at Claudio, hesitantly said, "Probably, I don't know. You are very beautiful, very good figure, very attractive ..."

"Don't talk about flowers, talk about the key points." Claudio frowned.

"I've always told the truth." Zhen Shaolong thought for a while and continued, "But, I think being a star is like playing football. It is always the most important thing to play. Like me, I am a striker and scoring is the most important. The same is true of celebrities, what kind of celebrity do you want to be? You seem to be a model, and of course you have to be a better catwalk, if you are a singer, you have a better voice, you need talent, and you need a little creative ability. Acting is very important. "

Claudio continuously nodded, then sighed, "But I don't know anything, I don't understand anything! I graduated from high school without any training."

"Then how did you become a model?"

"My friend said that being a model in a big city can make money, so I came."

Zhen Shaolong was dumbfounded and asked funny, "So did you make money?"

"I made it."

Claudio gave a positive answer, and then pointed to the next room, "I live in this apartment with Ramona. But our income is only enough to pay the rent and daily expenses, I always want to save more money, but Just can't do it. "

"What is your monthly income?"

"Last month, I went to the audition consecutively, got a small magazine cover, and took a small advertisement, probably more than a thousand euros." Claudio gave an answer after thinking.

Zhen Shaolong felt very speechless and glanced into the room and asked, "What about your friends? I mean the one who lives with you ... called ...?"

"La Mona went to work."

"This time?"

"This is St. Pauli." Claudio said with a sigh, "St. Pauli works at night."

Zhen Shaolong understood, and suddenly felt strange, "Isn't she a model?"

"Yeah, the work at night is only part-time. She's not as good as me as a model. If she doesn't work part-time, she can only move out next month. It should be us moving out together because I can't afford this Apartment. "

"then you……"

Zhen Shaolong hadn't asked the exit yet. Claudio seemed to be stepped on the tail and immediately said angrily, "Do you think I'm like that kind of girl? Even if I move out, or go home, I won't do that kind of work!" "

"I'm still thinking, if ..."

"Don't even think about it, it's impossible!" Claudio gritted his teeth and turned around.

Zhen Shaolong said weakly, "You got it wrong. In fact, I just want to find someone to massage me ..."

"Mass a ghost! Damn it! What do you guys think, can I not know!"

Claudio clapped on the balcony door angrily.

Zhen Shaolong felt a little wronged. He really wanted to hire a beautiful woman to help massage. The big night was not normal working hours. Pay twice the amount of money to discuss.

Ok.

Just massage, pure massage.

'S communication with Claudio seems to end with the other party's anger every time. It is really a bit depressed and a little funny. After talking with Claudio for a while, I feel quite relaxed and seem to have a hypnotic effect.

After returning to the bed, Zhen Shaolong slept on the pillow and slept.

Woke up the next morning, stretched out a long lazy waist, and hadn't waited for my brain to wake up, the system prompt came as scheduled--

"Tips:

"Strike" skill acquisition task-

In order to obtain powerful "Strike" skills, the host needs to obtain a sufficient number of "winner's spoils".

Competition is like war.

Defeats the opponent and becomes the winner.

The winner deserves the loot of the loser, what other loot can match the personal clothing of the other female fan?

Each time you get a ‘winner ’s spoils’, an additional task completion point is added.

Task progress: 0/100. "

Zhen Shaolong carefully read the task several times, and then combined with the information in his brain, he immediately reached a pessimistic conclusion-

This task cannot be completed!

Nima!

‘Winner ’s spoils’, what a magnificent name, how could it be linked to ‘underwear of the opposing female fans’?

What is the relationship between the two?

Ripping-egg!

Zhen Shaolong feels that he has a good temper ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Still can't help but scold-mother, not to mention 'underwear of the female fan of the other party' How difficult is it?

Unimaginable!

Even if he is shameless, go to the female fans to ask for personal clothes, and on the premise of fighting a few beats, only one or two pieces can be collected pitifully.

In addition, the requirements of the "trophy of the winner" cannot be repeated. A female fan can only collect one piece, and the extra amount is not included in the mission.

Besides, it is not enough to ask other people for help.

The inherent requirement of the mission is that he personally came forward to ask for loot, either to buy it or to ask for it, because he got it from his own relationship, not from others to help.

What else can I do?

Does every game end, he will go to the stand of the opponent's fans, seeing a female fan will be 'trophy'? It is estimated that after two or three times, he will be beaten to hospital.

Zhen Shaolong is somewhat desperate.

In the morning, he was not in a mood to exercise, but just thinking hard in the room about how to complete the task.

There must be a way!

"Do you want to contact a few female fans in advance before the game, and after winning, let them give the trophy?"

"Or go to the mall to buy enough underwear and exchange with female fans on the spot?"

"Or say, female fans who like each other? Let them also like me ..." Zhen Shaolong looked in the mirror carefully, and was suddenly dissatisfied with his face value, because he found that he was not handsome yet, so that the female fans The degree of liking.

The last solution will not work.

One morning passed, his only feeling was that his head was a bit big.