"This ...... Okay? ”

Seeing that the football hit Zhen Shaolong's head and bounced into the goal, a large group of people around him felt speechless.

Honarev looked at the goal, and his expression was quite helpless.

Brückner was a little sad.

The assistant coach who acted as the referee forgot to signal that the goal was valid for the first time, he looked at the ball in the goal in place, and then looked at Zhen Shaolong who was covering his forehead, and made sure of what was happening in front of him, before blowing the whistle to indicate that the goal was valid, and then pointed to the midfield with one hand.

Blowing the whistle means that the goal is valid.

Raising the midfield with one hand means "the team that was scored goes to the midfield to restart".

The youth team immediately cheered --

"Great!"

"2 to 1, God! We were able to take the lead in the end! ”

"Zhen's luck is too good!"

“……”

Halfway through the training match, the taste has changed.

Zhen Shaolong helped the youth team take the lead, and the first team felt that they had lost face, so they wanted to beat the opponent to regain face, and the youth team found that it was possible to beat the first team, and they also worked hard to play and refused to admit defeat at all.

The same goes for both coaches.

Bergmann's substitution of the main force says it all.

Seeing that the team was leading again, Flor's face showed smugness, and he didn't even have any hidden thoughts, and kept praising in his mouth, "Zhen's luck is really good!" He actually scored two goals. ”

"Brückner made a mistake in clearing the ball and he should have kicked to the bottom line."

"Although Zhen's health is very poor and his skills can only be calculated, his luck is much stronger than others."

"If I buy a lottery ticket today, I must find Zhen and say the number......"

"yes, that's a great idea!" Flor reacted sharply as he spoke, thinking about a grand plan to get rich overnight.

Bergman's face turned blue as he listened.

Ritman walked over and said with a smile, "This young man is so interesting! He was able to score two goals for the first team! ”

This sentence speaks to Bergmann's heart.

Flor said that Zhen Shaolong's skills were gone, but he didn't have a chance to see it on the field, and his body was extremely bad, and it was the real situation when he touched it.

Technology doesn't know.

Poor health.

Against an opponent at the level of the Bundesliga, such a guy can actually score two goals.

That's good luck!

The next game doesn't seem to matter.

Bergman became much more serious, commenting on the youth team players, "Freiberg and Kreuzer...... Not bad. ”

'They are clearly better than others and should be qualified to play in the Bundesliga.' Flor asked tentatively, "I'll let them report to the first team tomorrow?" ”

"Let's wait."

Bergman hesitated, "I'll think about it again." ”

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In the end, the youth team beat the first team 2-1.

The score of the training match didn't seem to matter, but every youth team player was very excited because they were beating the first team.

That's the first team!

The first team is a professional team, they play in the Bundesliga, and the youth team is a reserve team, a place to develop young players, and can only play in the fourth division. Suffice it to say: the players in every position in the first team are better than the youth team.

The youth team beat the first team!

Every youth team player was uplifted and everyone was talking about the game.

Zhen Shaolong really became the hero of the team, and the other team members all surrounded him and praised him loudly, even Freiberg, who had a bad relationship, gave a thumbs up and said with a sigh, "Zhen, your luck is too good, too powerful!" ”

Zhen Shaolong said arrogantly, "It's not luck, it's strength!" ”

A crowd burst into laughter.

Zhen Shaolong is full of loneliness that is not understood.

Everyone regained their composure and struggled over whether their performance would impress first-team manager Bergman, and they all wanted Flor to reveal something.

Flor didn't say anything, just asked everyone to disband, and gave the players a half-day vacation, and then 'entangled' Zhen Shaolong, "Zhen, can you say a number, just say one." ”

"Why?"

Zhen Shaolong's face was full of incomprehension.

"Nothing...... No, I think you're lucky. Flor only revealed part of the story.

Zhen Shaolong felt that Flor was very strange, but he had to emphasize one question, "I am strength!" High-level abilities! ”

"Luck must have been!"

"It's strength!"

"Luck!"

"Strength!"

"Well, it's strength!" Flor felt that he should put down his body a little, "I approve of you." Just say a number! ”

Zhen Shaolong didn't know what Flor was going to do, so he casually said a string of numbers - seven one eight, two five zero, one hundred and seventy-four.

This string of numbers translated into Chinese will have a lot of connotation, and Flor will not understand the meaning at all.

But he was like a treasure.

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When he returned to the players' dormitory, Zhen Shaolong was also struggling with performance, he also hoped to enter the first team, but he felt that there was no chance, putting aside the contradiction with Bergman, even Flor decided that his goal was luck, and the bonus points for goal performance were gone.

Other?

Apart from the goal, there was no performance.

Zhen Shaolong simply didn't think about it, went back to sleep after lunch, and woke up to work hard, so he went directly to the gym.

Walking into the main entrance of the gym, Zhen Shaolong saw Rena.

Rena is still dressed up - slim sportswear, highlighting the wonderful figure, full of feminine charm, enough to activate the hormones of any man.

Zhen Shaolong glanced at it several times in a row.

Rena also saw Zhen Shaolong, she took the initiative to greet her, but her expression was a little weird, "Your name is Zhen, right?" Is it a St. Pauli youth player? ”

"How do you know?"

"Mr. Bergmann told me that he had just left." Rena said amusedly, "You treated Mr. Bergman like that last time, but don't worry, Mr. Bergman is very generous, he doesn't care." I heard you had a lot of luck in the morning and scored two goals? ”

“……”

Zhen Shaolong felt the need to remind Rena, "I'm sure Bergman wants to sleep with you. ”

Rena chuckled and asked defiantly, "Don't you want to?" ”

Zhen Shaolong swallowed his saliva.

Rena suddenly came to Zhen Shaolong's side, Feng Bu hugged her arm closely, and kept rubbing around, looking up to show sincere expectation, "Zhen, I don't have a boyfriend yet, how about dating me?" ”

“……”

Zhen Shaolong was a little confused.

He felt the softness of his arm to the touch, his brain cells were extremely less active, and he rotated his hand almost instinctively, and the palm of his hand pressed outward against the source of the softness, and then it seemed to touch the edge of the Y-shape.

"What are you doing!"

"Bastard!"

"Pervert!"

Rena jumped away with a spirit, her face flushed and angry.

Zhen Shaolong was stunned, recalling the action just now, it seemed that he had touched a place that should not be touched?

Bow your head forty-five degrees.

Down.

Zhen Shaolong's heart suddenly fluctuated violently, and his breathing became a lot heavier, but in the process of the system task, the unbroken face of King Kong that he had cultivated still supported him to return to the state of a righteous man.

He didn't seem to do anything, and continued with the topic, "Ahem...... Coach Rena, you have a good figure and are beautiful enough to fall in love with any man, but I can only accept a passionate, beautiful night and have no intention of dating you, because ...... My future girlfriend will definitely be the most perfect and beautiful girl in the world! ”

Rena's anger value suddenly increased to an extremely dangerous value.