I Just Can Score

Whether the competition is "official" is very important to Zhen Shaolong.

Zhen Shaolong can check the physical attribute data, and he is very clear about his own strength. Not to mention compared with the first team, the youth team is ranked lower.

Participating in any competition at this level is completely tantamount to looking for abuse. It is very important to determine that the game is "official", because only in a formal game can skills and abilities have an effect.

If you have skills, you are superhuman.

No skills...cough cough...

Under the "enthusiastic" invitation of others, Zhen Shaolong participated in the 5V5 half-court confrontation, and the only name his team could name was Brückner.

In yesterday's training match, Brückner's kick kicked him on the forehead. Looking back now, he still feels a dull pain. He would occasionally think, "Are you looking for a chance to get revenge?"

Bruckner was immediately forgotten.

Zhen Shaolong met an unfriendly bald man. He heard other people call his name "Gene". As soon as the training match started, Gene followed him.

Half-court confrontation, both offensive and defensive.

Even if the opposing team attacked, the bald man still followed him.

"Your name is Gene? You are attacking, why are you following me?"

Zhen Shaolong felt that the other party was targeting him.

Gene didn't seem to want to talk much, just continued to follow him.

When his own team was attacking, Zhen Shaolong had a headache. The bald man followed him all the time. He couldn't catch the ball at all. Maybe it was better not to catch the ball. When he received the ball, the bald man kept using his physical advantage to hit... …

Collide……

Collide……

Well, no referee.

Once Zhen Shaolong fell, almost fell once, and felt the pain in his waist, he knew that the other party was up to something.

Is this guy trying to teach him a lesson?

Zhen Shaolong immediately expressed doubts about the IQ of the Germans: teaching people on the court?

What's the use?

If it was him, he would definitely switch to a hidden place, find a sack and beat him up... It seems that he should be more careful in the future!

Zhen Shaolong simply stood still.

ten seconds.

half a minute.

One minute.

For a long time, even if his team attacked, he still stood there, and Gene waited for a long time, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you not moving?"

"I'm watching carefully and gaining experience! This pass is really beautiful, and so is this shot... It's a bit far from the goal post, but it doesn't matter, I can't kick this kind of power..."

This is irony, right?

Gene looked over blankly, and continued to ask, "Why are you kicking without moving?"

Zhen Shaolong's face was full of sincerity, "My skills are poor and my body is poor. I really envy you who can play so well. Watching them play here is of great help to me... By the way, why don't you come over?"

Gene was a little embarrassed, he couldn't say it was 'to follow you', could he?

"I just saw that you didn't move!" He was a little aware that Zhen Shaolong stood still, probably his actions just now had a lot to do with it, and immediately said, "Go and grab the ball, this time I will follow you!"

"Ok."

Zhen Shaolong continued to participate in the competition in the past, and when he got to the gate, he saw the bald man following him energetically, so he immediately ran away from the gatepost.

stand still.

"Why don't you run away again?"

"Your defense is too good! You can't find a chance at all." Zhen Shaolong was very calm.

Gene felt elated, and waved his hand, "Okay, I'll stay away from you."

When Zhen Shaolong went to the small penalty area, someone happened to pass the ball over.

The other people's idea was to pass the ball to Zhen Shaolong, so that Gene could have a chance to defend, but Gene followed Zhen Shaolong, before Zhen Shaolong could do anything, Zhen Shaolong kicked the ball into the goal.

He almost kicked the empty goal.

"This "Must Kill" is such a pity!" Zhen Shaolong regretted,

The goal just now didn't have "Must Kill", and it would definitely be scored.

The others looked at Gene immediately.

Boer's eyes were full of words, "Didn't you say 'can prevent him'?"

Gene came back to his senses, his heart was filled with anger, and he felt that his IQ had been insulted.

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The contest was soon over.

Even though everyone involved admitted that the match was 'official', the team's training still had to go on. Bergman called everyone together to start tactical training.

Zhen Shaolong went through the training half-participating and half-observing. He was a little worried that the bald man would retaliate, so he left quickly after the training was over.

Dinner, workout, sleep.

Zhen Shaolong got up again, ate a few bites, and went directly to the training ground. He made an appointment with Kruse to conduct passing training together.

As soon as he entered the first team, Zhen Shaolong almost understood the disadvantages of professional team training: there is no time for basic training.

Those players who have grown up may not care about basic training, but Zhen Shaolong is aware of his shortcomings, and his foundation is not so solid.

Passing, dribbling, ball control, shooting, etc. If you want to develop in the future, the foundation is more important than anything else.

Zhen Shaolong and Kruse practiced for more than an hour, and when they saw other people coming to the training ground, it was almost time, so they returned to the locker room together.

Shouts from the locker room could be heard in the corridor.

Very lively.

Zhen Shaolong pushed open the door and saw six or seven of them huddled together, and Freberg in the middle looked like an angry little daughter-in-law, his face was full of shame and sadness.

"What's wrong?"

"He's here! Both of them are here!" A shout came from the locker room, and everyone inside looked over, with amused and expectant expressions on their faces.

Bor yelled, "It's your turn, the rookie induction ceremony!"

"Yes, the entrance ceremony! I can't wait!" Someone shouted.

"What ceremony?"

"Did you see Frey? You came too late, he's over." Boll said, pointing to the poster behind Freyberg, "Face it, call fei."

"hurry up!"

"It's just the two of you!"

Kreuzer looked at Zhen Shaolong in embarrassment, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Both of them realized, "This is a way to bully newcomers."

Zhen Shaolong is not interested in playing mobile phones in front of a group of men, especially because it is a way for old players to bully newcomers. He does a lot of "face-skinning" things, but every time he is paid.

No pay, want to see my jokes? Want to embarrass me?

Don't even think about it.

No matter what other people said, Zhen Shaolong didn't cooperate at all, Kruse just followed Zhen Shaolong, with the appearance of "I listen to him".

"Well, you are newcomers, you must have a team entry ceremony, this is the tradition of St. Pauli!" Gene's face was very fierce, and he was still holding a ball in his hand. It seemed that if he didn't cooperate, he would use the ball to play Violence.

Zhen Shaolong frowned, he glanced at the door, and considered whether to sneak out.

The opponent is too strong!

There are too many opponents!

When encountering this kind of thing, it is better to act wisely, and let’s talk about what happens in the future!

The system prompt suddenly popped up, "Reminder: There is a new system task triggered, the host needs to force the surrounding hostile personnel to say--

1. I am a pig, don't argue with me!

2. Forgive me, I am willing to dedicate my chastity!

3. Forgive me, please give me a pair of underpants!

(During the execution of the task, the host obtains top-level fighting skills)

Task reward: Strength index increases by 1 point, appearance value increases by 1 point. "