Green Field Eunuch

Chapter 4 But he scored a goal!

Shan Yongzhuo's world-class goal helped Kafenberg B team take the lead over the first team.

Every member of Team B was very happy.

Although the training match was intended to test the abilities of the B team players and let Pflug see which players could make it into the first team, a match is still a match.

The first-team players were still hoping to defeat their opponents by a large margin and show the young B team players what the first team was all about.

However, Shan Yongzhuo's goal has now put Team B ahead of Team A.

The players on Team B couldn't help but smile; they were all quite pleased with themselves.

See? Even though we're Team B, once the real competition starts, you might not be our match.

Krupp excitedly came over and hugged Shan Yongzhuo, and the others also surrounded Shan Yongzhuo.

"Shan, you did a fantastic job."

"We're in the lead, that's great!"

"Mr. Lars will be very happy."

In fact, Ras is very happy now.

Especially with the arrival of Ginnie, the club's princess and future leader, the fact that Team B is now ahead of Team A in front of her proves her competence.
Lars's impression of Shan Yongzhuo improved considerably; this guy actually had some skill after all.

No, that's not right, it must be luck.

Pflug, on the other hand, felt the opposite. He was extremely frustrated, having previously worried that the first team wouldn't be able to score, but now they were falling behind.

However, he still politely commented on Shan Yongzhuo, "This Asian kid is still very impressive. This long-range shot showcased his footwork, very good."

“He’s from China,” Ras said, giving a brief introduction to Shan Yongzhuo.

Pflug instinctively wanted to comment, but suddenly realized he knew nothing about Chinese football. It seemed like a football desert, perhaps even more desert than the United States. That was Pflug's entire impression of Chinese football.

Shan Yongzhuo scored in the 40th minute, and after a few more minutes of play, the game went into break time.

The break time is fifteen minutes.

With Lass and Kinnice present, Pfluger didn't fly into a rage. He simply gave his players a brief reminder and then substituted several underperforming players.

The match resumed after the break.

Shan Yongzhuo, who scored a goal in the first half, was now under heavy guard and given no chance at all.

Shan Yongzhuo was once again rendered invisible; he seemed to be on vacation rather than playing football.

The only advantage was that because I scored a goal, I gained the trust of my teammates, and they passed me the ball more often.

However, this had no effect.

Although Shan Yongzhuo had more opportunities to touch the ball, his technique, physical strength, speed, and experience were all insufficient. In a short period of time, he was dispossessed twice.

The first-team players don't need to put in much effort to block him; often, they only need to push hard to make Shan Yongzhu lose his balance.

Shan Yongzhuo's performance left Lass feeling helpless. "Shan's footwork may be good, but his physical strength and technique are too poor, and he has no speed. He should be stronger to cope with professional matches."

Pflug shook his head in disappointment.

"But he scored!" Kinnice reminded her from the side.

Hearing the two people's comments about Shan Yongzhuo, she was very dissatisfied, but she worked in business and didn't know much about football, so she could only use the simplest theories to refute them.

For Kinney, nothing else mattered. In her eyes, this young man was too charming, so handsome and captivating that everyone on the field combined couldn't compare to him.

And he even scored a goal, so he should naturally be the best.

This is a fundamental difference that exists widely among almost all male and female football fans around the world.

Just like David Beckham, even with his outstanding performance, many male fans still don't acknowledge his abilities. However, the vast majority of female fans don't care about such things; in their eyes, David Beckham is undoubtedly one of the strongest footballers in the world. Hearing this, Pflug paused for a moment, then fell into thought.

The reason he paid more attention to Shan Yongzhuo was precisely because he scored a goal. For a striker, scoring a goal is the best performance, isn't it?
Perhaps we should take another look?

On the field, the first team launched a continuous attack, but failed to achieve anything. Substitute striker Wilson performed poorly, missing several excellent opportunities and even wasting a chance to score into an empty net.

Pfluger even considered kicking the American striker out of the club.

With little time remaining, the first team was almost entirely pinned down in the B team's half.

Just then, under Krupp's command, Team B launched a beautiful counterattack.

Schneider dribbled down the wing and then passed the ball to the center. Krupp received the ball just outside the penalty area and was about to take a shot when he was brought down.

Team B was awarded a free kick.

The first team lined up a wall, not too worried. Even in the Austrian Bundesliga, scoring a direct free kick is not easy, let alone for the B team.

Krupp stood in front of the ball. He was the team's midfield core and had always been recognized as having the best footwork. He was always the one who took set pieces and corner kicks.

However, this time, Shan Yongzhuo came over.

"Can you let me try?"

"Do you want to try it? But..."

"I feel great, let me try."

Krupp thought for a moment, then said nothing. The two had a very good relationship, and it was just a set piece, nothing serious. He readily relinquished the right to take the kick.

Dan Yongzhu steadied himself. His shooting points were 98, which, even without considering his Golden Right Foot skill, made him a top-tier shooter.

Since his transmigration, he has often honed his free-kick skills on his own. While he can't say he's a master, he's certainly very good at it. Whether it's the curved free kick, the knuckleball, or the powerful free kick, he has mastered them all quite quickly and proficiently.

Twenty-five meters.

Forty-five degrees.

The position wasn't particularly good, but Shan Yongzhuo kicked the ball, and it slid quickly through the air before falling directly into the top left corner of the goal.

That was a brilliant dipping shot; Sugusu had absolutely no chance against it.

The youth team immediately cheered and surrounded Shan Yongzhuo.

The first-team players, on the other hand, seemed somewhat helpless. They had nothing to say about the goal; it was an extremely brilliant dipping shot.

It's important to know that the knuckleball is extremely difficult because the ball's trajectory is very unpredictable and its descent speed is very fast, making it very difficult for the goalkeeper to react.

This is also a unique skill that Shan Yongzhuo has mastered in a week, of course, with the assistance of the Golden Right Kick skill.

When Lass saw the ball, his smugness was obvious. "Looking at it this way, Dan's first goal might not be luck, but skill. He actually has such footwork."

Pufflug was quite annoyed and said to Ras irritably, "Didn't you say that all his abilities were mediocre? You call this footwork mediocre?"

Lars chuckled and said, "Yes, I haven't finished yet. His abilities in all areas are mediocre, except for his amazing footwork, which is why he was able to pass the trial."

Pflug remained silent, having already formed a simple assessment of Shan Yongzhuo in his mind.

This young man has poor physical strength, is slow, and his technique is hardly outstanding, yet he possesses such amazing footwork.

Scoring one goal can be attributed to luck, but scoring two spectacular goals is more than just luck.

"He played really well, I think she should join the first team." Jinniko muttered to herself, her big eyes sparkling as she stared intently at the young Asian man on the field.

"Just wait."

Pflug hesitated for a moment. "Let me think about it some more."

(End of this chapter)