Football: Starting with the Crescent Moon Slash

"Reporter Qin, is this position okay?"

"Perfect! Perfect! Absolutely perfect!"

Click, click, click!

"Thank you so much, Reporter Qin, for taking this photo for me."

Qin Wanyu put down her camera and turned on her laptop.

"There's nothing I can do. This is your first time receiving a commercial order. As someone from your hometown, it's only right that I help you out."

Just after the last round of La Liga matches.

The owner of the tavern that Jiang Yan frequented sent him a message.

"Jiang, you're a big star now!"

"Boss, please stop teasing me. I'm able to learn Spanish so quickly thanks to you."

"Would you be willing to take a promotional poster for our bar...?"

Jiang Yan could earn 1000 euros for simply taking a picture of a poster with a cup engraved with the pub's logo, so of course he had no reason not to accept.

"But it's great to be a star player. You can earn a thousand euros for a single photo, unlike me, who struggles to make ends meet and doesn't earn much even a month."

Jiang Yan took two cans of orange juice from the refrigerator, opened them, and placed them next to Qin Wanyu. He then sat down next to Qin Wanyu, his eyes occasionally glancing at her excellent breasts.

"Don't say that. If I didn't play football, I'd also like to be a sports journalist."

"Heh, it's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering."

"My back is in great shape, want to see?"

Qin Wanyu clicked the mouse and brought the computer to Jiang Yan.

"What do you think? I think this photo is pretty good."

"I'll listen to you."

"Then there's no problem."

Qin Wanyu clicked send and sent the photo to the tavern owner.

"By the way, do you want to... earn some extra money?"

Upon hearing Jiang Yan's words, Qin Wanyu became shy again, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"You're only 18, these things are too early, and I'm not the kind of woman who's greedy for money..."

Jiang Yan scratched his head, and then a burst of laughter followed.

"I'm telling you, you're overthinking it."

Qin Wanyu's shyness was immediately replaced by embarrassment, and then she punched Jiang Yan on the head.

"You brat, how dare you flirt with your sister!"

The job Jiang Yan was referring to was to have Qin Wanyu manage his domestic social media platforms.

Although he spends a lot of time surfing the internet, he knows nothing about content creation. Moreover, there is a significant time difference between Spain and China, so he needs someone who lives in China for an extended period to help him manage his account.

"I see! I didn't realize you were not only a good football player, but also quite clever. With fans come business deals, and with your current influence, money will definitely be pouring in!"

Jiang Yan nodded with a smile; he had traveled from a parallel world in the future.

He had already figured out most of the ways to get rich in the future.

"As long as you're willing to help me manage the account, I'm willing to give you 50% of the revenue from the domestic account. And it shouldn't require much operation in the early stages, so it won't take up too much of your time."

"50%? I didn't expect you to be so generous. I'm actually a little tempted..."

"So, what do you think?"

Qin Wanyu lightly bit her lower lip, seemingly deep in thought, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Seeing Qin Wanyu hesitate, Jiang Yan wasn't in a hurry. After all, as a reporter, he was very busy every day, and it was normal for him to want to refuse.

"There's no rush. Just give me your answer when you've thought it through."

At this moment, Qin Wanyu seemed to have made up her mind. She gently took off her glasses, unbuttoned a few buttons on her clothes, and crossed her beautiful legs.

She spoke to Jiang Yan in a highly seductive voice:

"That's possible, but I hope we can talk somewhere else..."

Jiang Yan swallowed hard. Looking at Qin Wanyu's provocative expression, how could Jiang Yan not know what Qin Wanyu wanted to do?

He downed the orange juice in one gulp, then got up, went to Qin Wanyu, and picked her up in his arms.

Qin Wanyu wrapped her arms around Jiang Yan's neck and lowered her head shyly.

"I know a place where we can go and have a proper talk."

......

That evening, Jiang Yan lay exhausted on the bed after a long day.

"It seems like it's been a long time since I checked the system logs. It's about time to harvest the crops."

During this period, Jiang Yan has been following Benitez's plan for a reasonable diet and exercise.

I wonder how many free points the system log will reward him with.

Sufficient rest and a balanced diet have strengthened your body.

Proper training and a healthy diet will help your muscles grow.

[Persistent training...]

……

A thoroughly enjoyable aerobic workout will leave you feeling refreshed and grant you 0.3 free attribute points.

Benitez's muscle-building plan was indeed effective. In less than two weeks, Jiang Yan's physical attribute points increased from 62 to 64.

Jiang Yan also gained 2 free attribute points during this period of accumulation.

He decisively added those two attribute points to physical fitness.

Physical fitness: 68→70

As a current surged through his body, Jiang Yan could clearly feel that he could fight for another three days and three nights.

With his original physical condition, he could only play for 30-40 minutes at most. During the match against Getafe, his teammates on the other side were the ones who helped relieve the pressure on him.

But after playing the first half, he was still exhausted and collapsed on the bench.

After his physical fitness improved to 70, he felt that he could play at full strength for 40 minutes without any problem.

"If those two attribute points had been added earlier, Xiao Qin probably wouldn't have been able to get back to the hotel."

……

The next day.

Real Madrid's training day.

Modric delivered a beautiful, curved pass to Jiang Yan with the outside of his foot.

Just as Jiang Yan was about to receive the ball, his legs suddenly gave way, and the ball flew off the baseline.

Benitez stopped the game and came to Jiang Yan.

"You brat, this is the third time today. Why do your legs go weak at crucial moments? What were you doing last night?"

Benzema came over and helped Jiang Yan up.

I also gave him an "I understand" emoji.

"I'm sorry, Coach, I probably haven't rested well these past two days."

"Has the intensity of your muscle-building training been too high lately..." Benitez flicked the booklet in his hand. "Never mind, go see a physical therapist and get some recovery and muscle maintenance done for you."

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment before slowly saying, "A physical therapist...?"

Benitez looked at Jiang Yan with an expression as if he were looking at an idiot, then seemed to realize something and exclaimed in sudden understanding:

"Oh! I haven't taken you to the physiotherapy room since you were promoted to the first team, Benzema, why don't you take him there?"

"no problem!"

Upon hearing about the physiotherapy room, Benzema's eyes lit up, and he led Jiang Yan towards Real Madrid's training building.

"I can't believe it, Jiang, you've never been to the physiotherapy room."

Seeing Benzema's excitement, Jiang Yan vaguely sensed something.

"Our new physical therapist, Miss Smith, is a stunning beauty. Those legs are so gorgeous, I can't help but be captivated!"

"Karim, I knew it. The only thing that can excite you is women."

Hearing this, Benzema smiled, then added mysteriously, "Once you see her, you'll realize I'm right."