Even the most optimistic person about Chen Hero probably wouldn't have imagined this scene: in his first league appearance for Zenit's first team, his first shot on goal broke through the opponent's defense...

If someone had told Dick Advocaat this before the game, he would have thought that person was crazy.

But now, such a crazy scene was really happening right before his eyes!

"Oh my God..." His assistant coach, the old Dutch man Cor Pot, was holding his head in his hands, groaning with an unbelievable expression.

"Goal... Goal!!" Sergeyevski shouted after a moment of愣.

At this moment, he began to curse the colleague who was specifically responsible for collecting information in his heart... Damn it! Who exactly is this number 99!? Why is he on Zenit's first team roster? Why has the news media never reported anything about him before? Logically speaking, introducing a Chinese player would definitely attract media attention...

What else can I do now besides shouting "Goal!!" like an idiot? Damn it!

After shouting "Goal!!", Sergeyevski immediately took another deep breath and continued to shout: "Goal—!! Goal! Goal! Goal! Goal!—!!"

Those television viewers familiar with Sergeyevski were taken aback by his passionate performance, because Sergeyevski was not the kind of commentator who liked to roar and show his passion for no reason. His commentary after goals was usually very bland, and many people didn't like him because they thought he was too unenthusiastic.

Who would have thought that today he would break the routine for a strange kid!

The Zenit fans in the stands jumped up from their seats when Chen Hero slammed the football into the goal. They opened their arms and shouted, "Ura————!"

Yesenin didn't stand up and shout "hurrah" with the fans, and he still had a smile on his face. He was smiling at Chen Hero's celebration after scoring the goal—this kid was definitely brooding over the cold shoulder he received when he entered the stadium earlier, and now he finally found a chance to vent this emotion. Ha!

Chen Hero, who was showing off his name to the camera as much as possible, was now facing his teammates who were swarming toward him.

Arshavin rushed up and hugged Chen Hero—he was closest to Hero.

"Well done!!" He patted Chen Hero on the shoulder vigorously. Although Chen Hero scored the goal, he was also happy because... he had one more assist!

Arshavin wasn't really the kind of player who liked to score goals himself, even though he had the ability to do so. But many times, he preferred to break through and pass the football to a teammate in a better position, giving them the opportunity to shoot and score.

Therefore, he didn't score many goals for Zenit, but he had a lot of assists.

And because of this, no one disagreed with him being the core of Zenit. Because everyone knew that this selfless person deserved this position.

Other teammates also rushed up and surrounded Chen Hero.

"Good job, kid!"

"Unbelievable! This is only your first game!"

"Actually, when Shava passed the football, when I saw Hero following up in the middle, I knew it was going to happen! Haha!"

"Not bad! You've fully displayed your level in training! Let them see the results of your training!"

Everyone congratulated Chen Hero for scoring the first goal for the team.

Chen Hero kept smiling, he was tightly surrounded by the happiness of scoring a goal.

While Zenit's players were celebrating the goal, the media section of Kirov Stadium had already exploded.

"Quick, quick! I need to know the detailed information about Zenit's number 99! What? No... none?! How can there be none! I don't care, go find it! You must find it!" A reporter was calling his company, asking them to collect all the information about Chen Hero.

"...Do you know who he is? If you don't hurry, we can only quote other people's reports!"

"...He just scored a goal! A player who scored a goal in his first appearance, even if you're stupid, you know what that means, right?"

"Instant fame! Instant fame!"

"Damn it! I only know his number, name, height, weight... What's the use of that? I need to know where he's from? Why did he come to Zenit!"

"An oriental? Is he Korean *ssmida*?" A group of Korean reporters also gathered together to discuss.

"I've never seen him among Korean football players..."

"Maybe he's Korean-American *ssmida*? There are quite a few immigrants from our country in Russia *ssmida*!"

"In any case, if he's really a player from our country, it's undoubtedly a great discovery *ssmida*! Quickly notify the domestic media *ssmida*! We must not miss such an opportunity to promote our great Korean nation *ssmida*!!"

Sergeyevski also got tired of shouting "Goal" non-stop. In the end, he could only bite the bullet and say some nonsense: "This is the first goal scored by player number 99, Hero, in this game! It's also... It's also the first goal he scored for Zenit! Scoring a goal in his first appearance is really a good start..."

He turned off the microphone and roared at the director: "In—for—ma—tion—!!"

The momentum was just like when he shouted "Goal" earlier...

And on the other side of the soundproof glass wall, everyone was busy as hell.

After Chen Hero and his teammates finished celebrating the goal, the on-site broadcast also recovered.

"Twenty-ninth minute of the match! The score is 1:0!"

Cheers rang out in the stands.

"Leading is—"

"Blue White Blue! Blue White Blue!!" The fans shouted Zenit's nickname.

"Goal scorer... Hero—Chen!!!"

"Ura!!"

This time, when the on-site broadcast announced Chen Hero's name, he heard a loud cheer.

He raised his arm high, made a fist, and saluted the on-site broadcast and the fans in the stands.

Looking at the figure on the field who raised his fist to greet everyone, Yesenin smiled.

You are on the right path, Hero. Just like that, keep moving forward!

After Chen Hero scored the goal, Zenit's bench and coaching staff also cheered. Dick Advocaat even jumped up.

In fact, as the head coach, he was under great pressure to arrange for a rookie who had never played in a professional league before and had just been promoted to the first team for only two weeks to play in this game.

Now, Chen Hero's brave goal has repaid his trust in him.

He can breathe a sigh of relief.

Well done, Hero!

He clapped his hands vigorously and said in his heart.

Assistant coach Pot also hugged other coaches. Although he had some prejudices against this player at first, now it's a goal, and goals are always a good thing.

Denisov, who was sitting on the bench, also rushed out to cheer after seeing Chen Hero score. He put his hand in his mouth and whistled at the field: "This goal is really fucking beautiful!!"

His roommate and member of the St. Petersburg Zenit Drinking and Fun Club performed well, so he, the leader of the group, naturally felt honored.

Back outside the center circle, waiting for the game to restart, Chen Hero could still hear the cheers from the stands echoing in his ears.

This feeling is great!

I love this feeling, this is the path I want to pursue.

My path extends from under my feet, leading to... the opponent's goal! Leading to victory! Leading to the championship!

Who dares to block my way? Crush them!

In the subsequent game, Zenit, who had tasted the sweetness from this goal, simply gave up the idea of playing on the ground and focused on passing high balls.

And Chen Hero also showed his header ability to the fullest in front of tens of thousands of fans and television viewers.

The backcourt passed a high ball, he jumped high, grabbed the position, and accurately placed the football to Kerzhakov, creating a shooting opportunity for him.

Arshavin broke through on the wing again and crossed, Chen Hero jumped up and headed the ball! The football was slightly higher than the crossbar, and a huge sigh sounded in the stands.

Arshavin was tripped during a breakthrough, giving Zenit a free kick on the side of the frontcourt. Chen Hero stood in front of the goal and then raised his arm high—pass the ball to me!

The football was passed over, and Chen Hero did a standing jump in place!

"He jumps really high!" Someone exclaimed in the stands.

Header!

The football went straight to the near post, and seeing that it was about to go in, some fans couldn't wait to cheer.

But at this moment, the goalkeeper of Nalchik Spartak flew over and dragged the football out with one palm!

"Dangerous! Hero number 99 almost scored again! His header is really amazing! Nalchik Spartak's defenders can't compete with him at all!" Sergeyevski exclaimed.

"A height of 1.92 meters is not uncommon among forwards, but having such a height, as well as such excellent jumping ability, a strong body that ordinary defenders can't squeeze, and a forward with such a powerful header... few! Really few! Where did St. Petersburg Zenit pick up such a treasure?"

Popovich sat in front of the TV and couldn't help laughing when he heard commentator Sergeyevski's words.

This treasure was not picked up by us, it came by itself!

He remembered the scene when this Chen Hero and his father were brought to the Zenit training ground by Panchenko.

When I first saw him, I really didn't expect him to have such abilities. He was still angry that his team was beaten so badly by one person.

The scene of Chen Hero competing with the Zenit youth team was still vivid in his mind.

Five people, five people couldn't stop him. He was like a brown bear in the Siberian jungle! Incredibly powerful, once angered, many people would be slapped and knocked down by him.

Now that I think about it, his youth team lost not unjustly at all.

So, Nalchik Spartak, you don't have to feel unjustly either!