Chapter 250: Bullying is a bit too much

Music.

Accompaniment.

Cheer.

Expect.

Zhen Shaolong appeared on the game stage with a halo of various effects, the fans in the stands around him were paying attention to him, the reporters in the media seats were talking about him, and even the referee on the field had his eyes on him for a moment.

When he stepped onto the field, he instantly became the main character.

The camera all points to the past.

The game commentator saw that Zhen Shaolong was shown on several shots, and immediately said again and again, "St. Pauli made a substitution, and it was Zhen Shaolong on the thirteenth who appeared." Zhen Shaolong, a player who has to be mentioned in the Bundesliga this season, has scored 26 goals for St. Pauli so far. ”

"Seventeen appearances, 26 goals, an average of over 1.5 goals per game, is quite an astonishing statistic"

After Zhen Shaolong appeared, he quickly integrated into the game.

A minute later, Bol came on.

The TV footage also gave Bol a shot, but the commentator only had one sentence: "St. Pauli made another substitution, Fabian Bol replaced the youngster Freiberg." ”

Without.

Bol must not have heard the comparison of the narrator's introduction before and after, otherwise he would definitely vomit blood in anger.

The difference between people and people is so big.

But Zhen Shaolong, who made his debut, was not in a wonderful mood, he appeared with doubts and worries, because the moment he stepped on the field, he received his daily task-

"Hint: A new system task is triggered.

Schalke 04's forward line wants to compete with the host for goal efficiency.

Beating your opponent strongly is not always convincing. Sometimes, it's even more admirable to give hope to your opponents. The hosts need to tie the number of goals scored by the Schalke striker.

Reward: Increases STR by a bit. ”

This task made Zhen Shaolong a little incomprehensible, because the other information given by the system was not more than the introduction, which could only make him understand a little--

At the end of the game, he had to score the same number as Schalke's striker.

This Nima

Who knows how many goals Schalke have scored up front?

Plus, it's too hard!

It's not enough to 'beat your opponent strongly'? Do you have to tie the number of goals scored by your opponent? What if you get one more and you can't complete the task?

Doesn't this limit Lao Tzu's play?

What if you can get more?

Zhen Shaolong complained infinitely, but he was still worried in his heart, it was not easy to score goals in the game with Schalke 04, let alone 'equalize the number of goals scored by the opponent'.

Really!

Once the physical attribute data reaches a certain standard, the daily tasks become more and more difficult.

If it had been a year ago, the chances of completing this kind of task were too small, but now there are more means, and it is possible to challenge it.

Zhen Shaolong ran to the front of the formation, and immediately took the time to ask Boldon, who had posted over, "How many goals have you scored so far?" ”

Bordon knew the numbers, because there were many media reports before the game, and there was a lot of discussion in the team, but he still asked in confusion, "Why are you asking this?" ”

"I'd like to find out."

"And then?"

Zhen Shaolong found that this guy seemed to be deliberately embarrassing himself and didn't want to communicate with him, but there was no doubt that asking Schalke 04's players was the most direct way, and he still stubbornly said, "I want to score a few more goals, preferably to tie the number of goals in your front." ”

“”

Bordon wants to scold a little, you can't look down on people like this, right?

It's like two people running a race.

I ran first.

The other party rested for a while and came over and asked, "How many meters did you run just now?" I'll know first, wait a minute, I'll run faster, catch up"

Isn't that humiliating!

Bordon thought that fortunately, he was a defender and a good-tempered person, and if he was Kuranyi, Asamosa and others, he might be able to fight directly.

That's not right!

Bordon thought about it for a while, and suddenly realized the problem, "I'm not a striker, but I'm in charge of defending this guy, if he scores a few more goals, doesn't it mean that my defense has failed?" ”

Boldon turned his head and ignored Zhen Shaolong.

"Tell me, I remember you defending last time! Don't worry, when I finish the goal, I'll praise your defense after the game. ”

"Because it's not your defensive problem, it's just that I'm too capable."

Bordon wanted to do it.

Zhen Shaolong was a little helpless, looking left and right, and planned to take time to go to the bench and ask Bergman, Bach or his teammates or something.

Bordon finally spoke with a red face, "Twenty-eight, including the one just now!" If you have what you can do, come in and show me!"

Zhen Shaolong understood his anger, but he still had to explain, "I scored for myself, and I expanded it for St. Pauli, it can't be for you." ”

He then added, "Actually, I'm just just trying to know how many goals you've scored. ”

"It's important to me"

Bordon stood a little farther away, and he decided not to speak again, otherwise he would be angry and have a heart attack, and it was not worth it for a game, an opponent.

After Zhen Shaolong knew the answer, he knew it in his heart.

Twenty-eight.

Twenty-six.

To complete the mission, you need to go in at least two.

It's also hard.

Although Zhen Shaolong also thought of scoring more goals, in fact, with little time left, scoring two goals is already quite remarkable, provided that the opponent's forward line can't score again, otherwise he will score three.

More than twenty minutes into three?

Crazy!

The opponent is Schalke 04, even if Zhen Shaolong doesn't care about any giants or anything like that, and once led St. Pauli to defeat Schalke 04, otherwise Schalke 04 is strong, their front court is very strong, and the back line is also very strong, and to complete the task, you must seize every opportunity.

It's not easy to find opportunities now.

Zhen Shaolong played five minutes and only touched the ball once, but he was immediately caught in the front and back, and after handing the ball to his teammates with difficulty, the attack was almost stopped.

The match commentators all said, "Schalke learned from the experience of the last defeat to St. Pauli, and they defended Zhen Shaolong very tightly, almost just to prevent him from touching the ball." ”

"Any striker is going to have a headache with this kind of defense."

It is understandable that Zhen Shaolong's performance is not good, but he can't accept it, because the task requires that he must tie the goal.

Step up your game!

Run!

Find a chance!

Zhen Shaolong put aside his worries and threw himself into the fierce competition.

In the 74th minute, St. Pauli played a wave of advance attack, and Kreuzer broke through with the ball on the wing, and cooperated with Bol to make a baseline cross.

Middle.

Zhen Shaolong, Luz, Sulentik.

The three of them ran forward frantically.

Luz has Kolstadzic by his side, Bayramovic is defending Sulentic, and Zhen Shaolong is flanked by Kuranyi and Bordon, he is like a pie, caught between the two, and is still running forward desperately.

By the time we reached the line of the small penalty area, the football was already halfway through.

Zhen Shaolong glanced at the football route and instantly judged that the position was not bad, but he was completely squeezed in the middle by Kuranyi and Bordon, like dumplings.

Bordon is on the right.

Kuranyi simply stood behind him.

Zhen Shaolong had his back to the goal, he could only turn his head and glance at the football, the only thing he could do was to stretch out a leg from the gap between the two, and in the process of stretching his legs, the center of gravity was a little uncontrollable, and his body was supported with his left hand on the oblique side, and he was about to fall to the ground.

That kind of hard work is touching!

Even Kulanyi, who was behind him, felt that 'bullying' was a bit too much, how could he let the other party maintain a good center of gravity? Otherwise, it will be considered a foul by the referee, and it may be a penalty.

That would be sad.

Kuranyi stepped back slightly, ensuring that Zhen Shaolong in front of him would not fall to the ground because of his strength, he didn't look back at all, for a center forward, it was enough to retreat and defend to stare at the opponent's core shooter, and it was better to leave it to Boldon to do it.

Kuranyi didn't expect that something was wrong with his 'good intentions'.

Zhen Shaolong found that there was an empty space behind him, and immediately stretched his legs back for a distance.

About a decimeter.

A distance of one decimeter is the world.

The football fell from the right side, falling half high just to Zhen Shaolong's point, Bordong was facing the goal, squeezing Zhen Shaolong with his arm, unable to make a clearance action, and did not dare to kick the ball towards the goal, so he could only watch the ball fly over.

The next moment.

The football 'rubbed' on Zhen Shaolong's left foot, and immediately activated the nirvana effect, and a small turn flew diagonally into the bottom corner of the goal.

“”

Bordon was stunned.

Goalkeeper Rost's movements stopped.

The other Schalke 04 players looked at the football flying into the door, with a lot of thoughts and different expressions.

In the distance, Kreuzer jumped high, raised his arms and cheered; Zhen Shaolong couldn't control his center of gravity anymore, and he almost fell to the ground diagonally.

Kulanyi didn't know what was going on, he turned his head to look at Bordon, noticed that the opponent's expression was a little wrong, and in his confusion, he saw that the referee signaled that the goal was valid.

"The ball went in?"

"Who got in?"

Kuranyi didn't turn to look at it at all, not knowing exactly what was happening.

Bordon replied.

He pointed his finger, and Zhen Shaolong, who was about to stand up on the ground, had an extremely complicated expression.

How does the ball go in?

Even after seeing the whole goal process, he still felt incredible, and couldn't help but think, "This guy is too lucky, with a slight touch of his toes, he can also kick the ball in if he looks back at all?" ”

"How the hell did he do it?"

"Is it to glance at the direction of the ball and know in advance how to swing the foot, so that the football just hits the foot and then bounces into the goal?"

"It's magical."

Kuranyi saw Bordon's answer, thinking carefully about the scene just now, his mind fell into a state of chaos, and his defense was good enough, so that the opponent almost lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

What else?

Kuranyi suddenly felt very pathetic, he was considered the most efficient striker in German football, but every time he scored, hard work, luck, and timing were indispensable, and scoring goals on the other side seemed to become so simple and easy.

What kind of genius are you?

In addition, he was still thinking about 'mercy' just now