I Just Can Score

The stands around the Miller Gate Stadium were filled with cheers everywhere.

St Pauli fans are very excited.

Even if they have fanatical support for St. Pauli, they still have reason and know that there is a huge gap with Hertha Berlin.

The German Cup has always been the stage for the top teams. St. Pauli is only a newly promoted team in the German second division, and their league results are ranked last. It is very lucky to be able to persist until now in the German Cup.

Hertha Berlin tied the score before, allowing many fans to see the gap clearly, and Zhen Shaolong's second goal once again brought them hope--

"Zhen's performance is great! Maybe this game can really be won!"

"We're leading again!"

"He is such a genius! I didn't believe it when I read the reports before, a Chinese striker? But he brought too many surprises!"

"..."

Listening to the fans' discussion, Alice smiled easily.

As Zhen Shaolong's manager, even if it's just a temporary job, Alice hopes to do a good job, and negotiating a bigger contract is an indicator of work performance.

Zhen Shaolong performed extremely well, and he has an advantage in the negotiation, so it is easier to negotiate an ideal contract.

"Is it enough?" Alice's tone was somewhat arrogant, "Annual salary is 420,000, this is our bottom line."

Retig nodded tacitly.

He was a little helpless, and it was also contradictory to watch the game.

On the one hand, he hopes that Zhen Shaolong will perform well and prove his ability and potential. Even if he pays more salary, the club is willing to sign players with future.

On the other hand, there's that word again: giving.

If Zhen Shaolong has potential and future, it will be the best result if he does not perform well in this game, and he can take the initiative in the negotiation.

Don't think about it now.

Even if St. Pauli lost the game and Zhen Shaolong scored two goals, which is enough to prove his excellence, he can only take a step back in the negotiation, or even take a few more steps, because such a genius must never be missed.

Leitig also felt very relieved, aside from signing a new contract, he has been paying attention to Zhen Shaolong.

The beginning is passive.

Because Flor proposed to "terminate" the contract with Zhen Shaolong, he would "passively" watch the game. After two consecutive times, he had a deep impression on Zhen Shaolong.

Later Zhen Shaolong entered the first team.

Retig thought about it carefully, and felt that he was the one with the discerning eye. Even if Zhen Shaolong was not determined to enter the team by him, if it were someone else, he might terminate the contract with Zhen Shaolong, and St. Pauli would lose a genius.

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There is not much time left in the first half.

After Hertha Berlin organized two waves of offensives, the referee blew his whistle and announced the intermission.

Zhen Shaolong walked off the field with Boll and Surentik, chatting about the second goal, "I didn't expect to have a chance, Fabian, your pass is really comfortable!"

"of course."

Bor laughed and said, "Actually, it was a coincidence. When I saw your request, I passed it, and I was right in front. Your speed is really fast, and the final shot is also great."

A few people walked to the passage while talking.

Zhen Shaolong glanced at the fans, and immediately shouted, "You guys go back first."

"what?"

The two were surprised to see Zhen Shaolong walk up to the fan stands, and they looked at each other feeling a little helpless, they didn't know why Zhen Shaolong did this, they thought it was a personal hobby?

When Zhen Shaolong appeared in the stands, there was no need to explain anything, the female fans nearby knew what to do.

Send a kiss.

Send another kiss.

One after another.

Every female fan was very active, and there was a male fan among them. Zhen Shaolong hurried two steps away and shouted innocently,

"Don't do this! I just need kisses from female fans!"

A group of fans laughed.

That male fan was not G-AY, he just thought it was interesting, so he ran over to join in the fun, but Zhen Shaolong had a shadow in his heart, counting the number of times in his heart, after a satisfactory number, he immediately rushed down the stands, rushing all the way To the locker room.

Then... saw Bergmann's face again.

"Old, dark, ugly..."

Zhen Shaolong muttered in a low voice, lowered his head silently, and pretended to be a good baby. Unexpectedly, what greeted him was not a roar, but a flat tone, "I heard from Boer, are you going to thank the fans?"

Zhen Shaolong immediately nodded continuously, with a look of "you are too right".

"You can also thank the fans after the game, there is still half of the game." Bergman nodded and said, "Go and rest, there is not much time left."

"Yes, sir!"

Zhen Shaolong found a corner and sat down, and at the same time gave a thumbs up to Boer, his expression seemed to say, "You know me too well!"

Bol smiled.

Zhen Shaolong gained a lot this time.

In the last home game, he only got five "female fan kisses".

Fourteen 'Female Fan Kiss' were received before the start of the game, and just a short while ago, seventeen 'Female Fan Kiss' were received. Together, more than one-third of the mission was completed.

Victory is at hand!

Bergman was also quite emotional when he recalled the first half. He didn't think the way of asking for kisses from female fans would bring any good luck, but when he recalled the first goal... Isn't that kind of ball really blessed by God?

The ball kicked by the opponent hit his own player's leg and hit the goal from the baseline. Such a weird goal is really hard to understand.

That's God bless!

"Perhaps Zhen's method is very useful." Bergman is an atheist, but he is a little convinced by reality.

Thinking about it further, Zhen Shaolong went to ask for a kiss again, maybe good luck will come again, if there is another goal in the second half, the team's chances of winning will become even greater?

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second half.

The two sides changed sides and fought again.

Hertha Berlin played a continuous offensive as soon as the kick-off kicked off, and St. Pauli was a little out of breath. St. Pauli had to shrink the defense line, and even the midfielder retreated to the front of the penalty area, so as to ensure the stability of the defense and prevent the opponent from scoring quickly. Score.

St. Pauli also played two waves of counterattacks in the middle, but each attack was fruitless. At most, the ball was passed to the front of the penalty area, and it would be blocked by the opponent's player, and then it became the opponent's opportunity.

Most St. Pauli players felt the opponent's sharp offensive. Zhen Shaolong stayed in the frontcourt and did not participate in the defense. What he experienced was a more solid defense.

Indeed.

Hertha Berlin coach Carsten Heine, summing up the first half of the game, sternly explained the problem of defense--

Two words: Carelessness!

Whether it was Walschlager who should have made a quick clearance when the first goal was conceded, or whether the backcourt players couldn't keep up with the defense for the second goal, it all reflected the carelessness of the defense, "You may not have seen the other side in your eyes But the opponent's number 13 scored two goals! If the game ends like this, we will be eliminated from the German Cup, and the outside world will say that we lost to the opponent's eighteen-year-old teenager!"

"That's good news, the opposing young striker will make a name for himself."

"And we..."

Carsten Haine didn't continue, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth said it all.

Hertha Berlin made adjustments in the second half, Walschlager who made a mistake was replaced, and team captain Friedrich played.

Friedrich is not only the captain of Hertha Berlin, but also the main central defender of the German national team. If he can occupy a main position in the backcourt in the talented German national team, you can know his strength.

Carsten Heine dispatched Friedrich with only one task, "Look at the opponent's No. 13, and he must not be allowed to score again."

Frederick nodded cautiously.

Friedrich played almost all the time in the Bundesliga. The opponent in the German Cup was a newly promoted Bundesliga. It was relatively easy not to play him, but in the end he still stood on the field.

As the main defender of the German national team, it is a bit overkill to guard an 18-year-old player, but Friedrich is very cautious. He has been by Zhen Shaolong's side, not even a second of slack.

Many teammates will have a superior mentality because the opponent is a Bundesliga club.

Friedrich would not.

Unlike many football geniuses who were born in wealthy youth teams, he started his career in the amateur league. Before signing his first professional contract, he played for the unknown team Villarra, and then moved to Bielefeld and played in the After two years in the Bundesliga, they came to Hertha Berlin to play in the Bundesliga.

The experience of the lower leagues made Friedrich clear that no opponent should be underestimated.

Even if the opponent is only a Bundesliga player, even if the opponent is only 18 years old, and his skills and body are not good, but a player who can play in the professional league can be said to stand out from the tens of thousands of competitions, and there must be some outstanding aspects.

The opponent broke the Hertha Berlin goal twice, which further illustrates this point.

Friedrich's defense was inseparable, which made Zhen Shaolong very distressed.

Friedrich?

Is this guy the star of Hertha Berlin? The main central defender of the German national team, as a personal bodyguard for himself...is it considered a top forward treatment?