Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Great Law of Self-Comfort
"You're going to dress like this weird too...... Ahem, you look so good in it? ”
When Zhen Shaolong said that he would also wear tight-fitting sportswear, the first to be surprised was Bergman, who asked who wanted to try wearing tights, just to hide his embarrassment, and he didn't expect anyone to agree.
After all, skinny sportswear is a bit weird.
If it weren't for being bought with bonuses, cough cough, in order to increase St. Pauli's popularity, he would not have sacrificed his face and discipline, but he didn't expect that there would be players who agreed.
The other teammates were also shocked, and they subconsciously shouted--
"Not kidding, right?"
"Such an ugly ......"
"You're trying to curry favor with the coach? That's a good idea. ”
In the whole team, the only one who could shout the last sentence in his brain was Jean, who had a loud voice, and he covered his mouth immediately after speaking.
Bergman glared at him.
Jean smiled flatteringly, as if he hadn't said anything, and the others immediately thought it was a good idea. What better way to get closer to each other than to be with the manager?
Some players have bright eyes, especially those who have few chances on the bench.
For example, Freiberg.
Freiberg was half annoyed that he was slow to react, and if he had just offered to wear a tight sportswear with Bergman, he would definitely make Bergman feel good, maybe he would be able to play?
Right now......
Freiberg looked at Bergman and ultimately felt that his own discipline was more important than pleasing the manager.
This is worn out, and it will not be laughed to death by the fans!
Bergman was very pleased, even if Jean 'revealed' the 'facts', Zhen Shaolong did it as soon as possible, which was equivalent to saving him from fire and water, and the others didn't say anything.
What does it mean?
In the entire team, only Zhen Shaolong understands himself, afraid that he will lose face alone, and he will lose face with him.
What a kind young man!
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Zhen Shaolong wore warm underwear and pants, and wore tight sportswear outside, and his dress was similar to Bergman, the difference was that he wore short sleeves and shorts inside, and he definitely couldn't wear too much if he needed training.
After all the clothes were dressed, he looked in the mirror for a long time, and found that it was indeed a little weird, the crotch was close to the body and twisted, on the whole, and then wearing a cape can think of Spider-Man and Superman, but it is not so strong.
This dress is too 'secondary two'!
Zhen Shaolong consciously is not a 'secondary two' teenager, and he has no similar ideas and styles, but the system tasks are mandatory, and there is no way to do it.
"Bergman wears it the same way, he should be the first to go to the training pitch and when he's enough of the fans laughing, I won't go over and get noticed."
Zhen Shaolong thought about the plan.
Bergman walked out of the dressing room and was the first to go to the training ground, with the rest of his team-mates brisk to follow.
Zhen Shaolong pulled Kreuzer to walk at the end.
Kreuzer really wanted to leave with his teammates first, he really didn't want to walk with such a strangely dressed person, but Zhen Shaolong's statement of 'we are good friends' also made Kreuzer a little helpless.
Eventually, the two walked together.
On the way to the training ground, Zhen Shaolong kept reminding himself, "I am very handsome and good-looking!" ”
"This dress sets off my looks!"
"Yes, I'm handsome, handsome! People with good looks are very handsome no matter how they dress......"
"I'm just a different scenery on the field......"
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Around the St. Pauli training ground, fans and journalists waited for a long time.
There were hundreds of fans, 20 or 30 reporters, including a few black-haired Chinese journalists, all of whom were coming on public training days.
"Today is an open training day, maybe you can interview Zhen Shaolong!"
"There should be a chance, wait for the end of the morning training to call him, I heard that Zhen Shaolong is very friendly to us, and he is also very active in the interview."
"I hope so."
"Even if you can't get an interview, it's good to take some good photos."
“……”
With the shouts of the fans, several reporters looked towards the main entrance of the training ground, immediately stopped talking, and those who reacted quickly immediately picked up the camera and filmed wildly.
Bergmann walked over.
Bergman was dressed in a red tight-fitting sportswear, almost a 'semi-superman' dress was so eye-catching that many fans couldn't help laughing, and reporters kept taking pictures amid laughter.
Bergman is also full of experience and cheekiness, and he is still in the mood to say hello to fans and reporters.
The players who followed Bergmann into the training pitch were ignored.
Because they are normal.
After most of the people entered the training ground, two figures came over from a distance, one of them was dressed almost the same as Bergman, and also wore a red tight-fitting sportswear, the difference was that he was dressed in short sleeves and shorts, and his face was angular against the black hair.
"It's Zhen!"
"He's dressed like that, too!"
"It's kind of funny!"
"I can't see it from the outside, but his figure is not bad!"
At the moment of attracting the attention of fans and reporters, Zhen Shaolong behaved calmly and calmly, even if he felt that the dress was a little funny, but the 'self-consolation Dafa' was unfathomable and had played an important role, he kept muttering in his mouth, "I am very handsome, handsome makes men jealous and women fascinated!" ”
"They laugh because of jealousy!"
"It's not right to be jealous, it's not good to be jealous, I'm handsome, I'm handsome......"
Zhen Shaolong kept chattering, showing a confident smile to the fans outside the stadium, and took the initiative to reach out to greet the fans, giving people the feeling that the leader was reviewing the troops.
"Hello comrades!"
"Comrades, hard work!"
The fans' response was not 'for the people', but laughter and screams, with most of the laughter coming from male fans and screams coming from female fans.
Zhen Shaolong was immediately very pleased, "Sure enough, I'm very handsome!" Men are jealous! Women are excited! ”
He calmly walked into the arena.
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The content of open training is not much different from ordinary training, and the morning training still starts with a warm-up.
Even if Zhen Shaolong was dressed strangely, after staying away from the fans, his mentality still changed a little better, anyway, the fans and reporters couldn't see it clearly, he and his teammates carried out the morning training normally.
During the training session, Bergmann attracted most of the firepower, and he even went on a 'show' basis to go up and demonstrate his shot, causing a burst of laughter from the fans.
Zhen Shaolong's treatment is completely different.
There is a certain logical reason for the "Freedom and Comfort Dafa", many male fans find it funny, and female fans find it interesting to dress up, and they also collectively shout Zhen Shaolong's name to give support.
"So women are more 'middle two'?" Zhen Shaolong thought, "Maybe it's because the appearance has grown too fast recently, and it's also a trouble to be too popular!" ”
With the support of female fans, Zhen Shaolong's blood bar grew rapidly, and soon reached the full value again, and then his training performance was much calmer.
Free training time.
Instead of being with Kreuzer, Zhen found goalkeeper Honarev, who was ready to try his hand at training to kick a free kick.
Honarev was a little surprised.
Honarev belongs to half of the 'Jean camp', except for his own training, he is with Jean and Bor, they will pass and receive the ball to each other, free training time, and he will go wherever the goalkeeper is needed.
Zhen Shaolong is looking for himself to help train?
"I want to practice taking free-kicks." Zhen Shaolong said his purpose, "Come to help?" Guarding the goal, having a professional goalkeeper allows me to know more about my skills. ”
Honarev agreed.
The two found a remote door frame and were ready to start training, Zhen Shaolong just wanted to try to practice, and did not look for professional things such as obstacles.
Honarev didn't care at all, "You try to kick a few kicks, just press the penalty line, right?" I'll see how dangerous your direct shot is. ”
Zhen Shaolong placed five balls in a row, moved his legs and feet on the spot, and was ready to kick.
"Come on!"
Honarev hooked his hand.
"I'll kick the corner, pay attention!" Zhen Shaolong reminded him, retreated a distance, rushed forward two steps, and immediately waved his foot to shoot.
The ball quickly rushes to the left.
Honarev reacted quickly, but he didn't expect the angle of the ball to be so tricky, and the ball slammed into the goal.
"It's a good shot!"
Honarev shouted in admiration, and said with some disbelief, "Next!" ”
"This time it's on the right!"
Zhen Shaolong shouted in advance, and then trotted to take a suffocating kick.
The ball flew into the goal against the right post.
Honarev was a little confused when he stood up, and it was too difficult to pounce on him at such a tricky angle.
"Try again!"
"Left corner!"
"Next!"
"It's still the left corner!"
"The last one!"
"Left corner!"
Zhen Shaolong kicked five times in a row, all of which shouted the direction of the kick in advance, but Honarev still only pounced on one, he stood up in distress, and exclaimed, "You kicked too accurately!" ”
"No, a little further back, it's too close to the penalty line!"
Zhen Shaolong smiled with satisfaction, the effect of "Calibration" is really powerful, pressing the penalty line to shoot, and it is too easy to kick the dead corner.