I Just Can Score

Home team locker room.

Zhen Shaolong opened the door and walked in, looked up and saw Bergman's dark face, everyone in the room looked over, their eyes were filled with various colors such as amused, envious, and jealous.

When many eyes were focused on one body, Zhen Shaolong's expression was calm, quite heroic without chaos.

His expression told others that he had no idea what he had done wrong.

"What happen to you guys?"

"Ha ha……"

The locker room suddenly turned into a sea of ​​laughter, and many teammates couldn't help giving a thumbs up. If it wasn't for Bergmann, they would have shouted——

"You rock!"

"There is only one person in the world between Bull A and Bull C, and that is you!"

"I admire you!"

The small window of the home team’s locker room is facing the stands on the east side of the fans. Through the small window, they can see clearly. Before Zhen Shaolong stepped down from the stands, many teammates crowded in the small window to watch and watch, showing all kinds of envy Jealous and hated, wishing to fly over to replace it.

Even Bergmans...

cough cough...

Of course, Bergman would not admit that he had a mentality of envy, jealousy and hatred. Anyway, he straightened his face and criticized everyone's behavior seriously, "What's so interesting? You want to learn too?"

Now Bergman's seriousness is directed at Zhen Shaolong.

"Why are you still doing this!" Bergman roared angrily, "I said it last time..."

"If you don't score, you will definitely not allow it next time." Zhen Shaolong took the words weakly.

"right!"

"wrong!"

Bergman suddenly realized that there was a loophole in what he said last time, his face turned from black to green, and then from green to red, as if he was about to erupt. Zhen Shaolong saw the opportunity and immediately put on a pitiful look begging for sympathy ,"gentlemen!"

"Do you still remember the last home game... I scored two goals! My luck was so good, it was like God helped me in the game..."

A group of people all nodded.

Zhen Shaolong continued, "But in fact, my level is very poor, with poor confrontation and poor technique, and I can't keep up with my daily training. Last time I did this, I scored two goals. Can perform well..."

"I'm eager to perform well!"

Bergman and his teammates nodded after listening.

Bergman couldn't help recalling the mentality of participating in the competition when he was young, and unconsciously softened his heart. That kind of method has nothing to do with luck, probably it can play a role in his heart.

Just like some players will touch the lawn with their hands and kiss the lawn on their knees;

Compared with the last way of praying for good luck, Zhen Shaolong's request for a kiss from a female fan seems to be nothing.

Bergman sighed and said nothing more.

Zhen Shaolong was secretly rejoicing, "Finally passed the test!"

"This is a line that I've thought about for a long time before finalizing it... There is not a single lie in it, but it can lead others to think that I am praying for good luck..."

"Is this also a loophole in the effect of "Reality"?"

What Zhen Shaolong said just made his teammates feel that he was using this method to pray for good luck in the game. Bergman and others reluctantly accepted it, but one teammate took it seriously.

That's Felix Lutz.

Luz has also been studying why Zhen Shaolong can keep scoring goals. By the way, he learned from experience. After careful study, he came to the conclusion that "the ability to capture opportunities is strong, and a large part of it is luck."

Why is the other party so lucky?

Luz couldn't figure it out.

Now suddenly my eyes light up, and I feel that I have discovered the mystery: I also learn to do it.

Maybe in the game, I will be the one who scored consecutive goals?

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The stands of the Miller Gate Stadium had already been filled with enthusiastic fans. When the two teams stepped onto the field, there was loud applause from all around.

"St. Pauli!"

"come on!"

The enthusiastic shouts of the fans surprised the visiting team Hertha Berlin. Even if it is a Bundesliga-level event, it is not bad to have so many fans coming.

"As expected of St. Pauli!" The Hertha Berlin player sighed.

The stadium broadcast introduced the players on the field, and then passed by the visiting team Hertha Berlin. Every name in the home team was recited heavily, and then the stands cheered.

Often the intensity of the cheers also represents the popularity of the players.

"Number Thirteen, Zhen!"

When the broadcast chanted Zhen Shaolong's name, cheers erupted from the surrounding stands. The decibels of the cheers were not small, but what is surprising is that many of them were screams of female fans, which showed the support of the fans. Among them, female fans account for a large proportion.

This is very rare.

Generally, the cheers for the players are dominated by male fans, whose number is several times larger, and the voices of male fans are also louder, and female fans will also shout, but it is difficult for the voice to be heard.

this call...

Not to mention the Hertha Berlin players, St. Pauli's teammates were a little envious, and Gene sighed, "Zhen...is so popular with female fans...I know a lot of women, but they don't Come support me."

"Because you pay every time." Bol pointed out the key point.

"Is there a difference?"

Boer shrugged, "Those women can't wait for Zhen without money, so he is very popular. Haven't you heard a saying? It's best not to get it."

With a hand on his shoulder, Bol turned to see a numb face.

Zhen Shaolong pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "You can speak ill of me, but please keep your voice down so that I don't hear you."

"Haha, hehe..."

Bol was embarrassed.

With the referee's whistle, the game officially began.

Hertha Berlin is prepared for the game. They learned about St. Pauli and found that St. Pauli's No. 13 needs attention, because the opponent scored consecutive goals in the game.

In addition, the number 13 also represents 'the best'.

Hertha Berlin coach Carsten Haine told the defense to pay more attention to the opponent's No. 13, "Don't underestimate the opponent because he is young. He has scored consecutive goals in the game recently. St. Pauli can eliminate Bochum. Thanks to the players."

The Hertha Berlin players remembered it, and they also had an impression of Zhen Shaolong.

After the game officially started, Hertha Berlin's defense line also paid attention to Zhen Shaolong, but they did not send anyone to mark it. The Bundesliga team naturally has the pride of being a strong team.

The opponent has been in good form recently, scoring many goals?

so what!

St. Pauli is only a team in the Bundesliga Bundesliga. Even if it is the top scorer in the Bundesliga Bundesliga, it is nothing special. Many top scorers in the second-tier league are hard to perform in the top league. It's hard to say whether it will be the main force.

This is true of the 'Bundesliga B striker king', let alone a young shooter of a Bundesliga relegation team.

The opponent is in good form recently, but it is difficult to threaten Hertha Berlin. The strength of the two teams is not at the same level. Naturally, there is no need to arrange defense against the opponent.

Hertha Berlin has enough strength to be proud of. From the beginning of the game, they took the initiative and frequently launched attacks against St. Pauli.

In the first ten minutes, St. Pauli's ball possession rate was only a poor 34%, almost less than one-third.

When the game time passed, Hertha Berlin's defensive players also consciously grasped Zhen Shaolong's strength. In their view, the opponent was just an ordinary young player, who needed skills but not skills, and needed body but not body.

"This guy has performed well recently? The level of the Bundesliga is really not that good!"

Walschlag made a judgment call.

Walschlager is a 21-year-old central defender. Maybe he is a genius. He is the real genius. He represented Hertha Berlin in the Bundesliga at the age of 19. He has no main position until now, but he has also become the chief central defender. substitute.

In two seasons, Walschlager has matured, his experience has become rich, his performance has become stable, and he often has impressive defenses in games.

This time Walschlag has the performance.

When the opponent passed the ball to No. 13 next to him, Walschlag rushed forward, got stuck in the path of the football, and grabbed the ball before the opponent.

After stealing the ball, Walschlager’s position was a bit awkward. He was close to the line of the small penalty area, very far from the baseline. The penalty area was full of players, and the opponent’s No. 13 also came over. He wanted to drive the ball out. , but it is difficult to find the timing of the kick, and I am worried that the kick will hit the player and there will be some accidents.

Kicked out of bounds?

Walschlager was not reconciled to doing that, he kept holding the ball and retreating.

step.

two steps.

Walschlager protects the ball and brings it back. His rich experience lets him know what to do: look for opportunities to kick the ball out of the sideline, and if it doesn't work, kick the ball to the opponent and bounce out of bounds.

The former of the two options is safer.

Walschlag didn't have time to think too much, he chose the latter subconsciously, because it had elements of teasing the opponent, and also to prove one thing, "I'm just a defender, but my skills are still better than yours! This is the Bundesliga. The gap with Bundesliga!"

Then Walschlag kicked the ball into Zhen Shaolong's leg, and the football flicked...

Spinning and flying into the goal!

Zhen Shaolong stood there in a daze, watching the ball flying into the goal, his long-opened mouth couldn't be closed no matter what, "Here... there are people who give away heads... No, there are also people who give away goals?"