Chapter 1 The Goal of Chen Hero

Chen Hero's goal on the field made Advocaat on the sidelines very interested, or rather, his performance in the match was outstanding, but this goal completely moved Advocaat and changed his mind.

After the game, Panov looked dejected. He had worked hard in the game, but his cooperation with his teammates was not tacit enough. Most of the time, his teammates would choose to pass the ball to Kerzhakov instead of him, so he naturally didn't have many chances to perform.

So Panov already knew that he might miss the starting lineup, but Chen Hero stood in the team, unable to suppress the smile on his face.

He was very satisfied with his performance in this scrimmage, using his header and body to suppress Li Hao, and scoring a goal over Hagen.

Although Advocaat would not announce the final roster today, Chen Hero was already very confident that he could be included in the roster.

Sure enough, after the game, Advocaat praised Chen Hero's performance. Although he did not criticize Panov, nor did he announce the roster, everyone knew that in this competition for the striker position, Chen Hero, who had been promoted from the youth team, had already gained the upper hand.

Chen Hero had now formed a habit, and as soon as he returned to the dormitory, he couldn't wait to use Yesenin's laptop to check his upgrade status. Without any suspense, his experience increased by another four thousand.

"Is it because I completed the task?" Chen Hero asked Yesenin.

Yesenin nodded: "Yes."

"It seems that completing tasks has many benefits. Ha!" Chen Hero laughed.

He felt great every day when he came back from training and saw that his experience points had increased.

He had already decided that when he got his salary next time, he would definitely buy a laptop. It was inconvenient to always use Yesenin's laptop. For example, he couldn't do other things…

The intensity of training on the last day before the match was much lower, and it mainly focused on set-piece tactics. This was what Chen Hero was most looking forward to. Although he had previously been used as a feint, set-piece tactics could not be just one type, unchanging.

After everyone was familiar with this set-piece tactic, Advocaat designed a new set-piece tactic.

This time, Chen Hero was no longer the one acting as a feint. He became the main attacker. His running route was the same as before, diagonally cutting from the center to the near post, but this time it was not a feint, but a direct header.

After observing for this period of time, Advocaat was very sure that Chen Hero's heading skills were quite good, so the technical difficulty of a glancing header at the near post should not be a problem for him.

In the first practice, Chen Hero used a "Looking Back at the Moon" at the near post, flicking the ball onto the near post. Although he didn't score, it was just a matter of luck.

And at this time, Advocaat pushed Chen Hero to the main attacking position, and many people knew in their hearts - Chen Hero was favored by the head coach, and he would most likely be the starting striker. Unless Advocaat suddenly decided to switch to a single striker tactic.

After the training, it was time to announce the roster for tomorrow's match. For Panov and Chen Hero, it was a moment that determined their respective fates.

For Chen Hero, there was another meaning. This would be the starting point of his football hero journey.

Advocaat stood in front of everyone, holding a piece of paper in his hand, with the names of eighteen people written on it. These eighteen people were the roster players for tomorrow's match, but who would get the start? That would not be known until tomorrow.

Advocaat glanced at the players, and he noticed that Chen Hero's eyes were flashing with eager gazes. This kid didn't hide his inner desire for this list at all. He lowered his head and began to read the names on the list: "Kamil Čontofalský, Vyacheslav Malafeev, Erik Hagen, Martin Škrtel, Ivica Križanac, Pavel Mareš, Kim Dong-jin, Hyun Young-min, Alexander Anyukov, Li Hao, Andrei Arshavin, Igor Denisov, Oleksandr Spivak, Oleksandr Gorshkov, Vladislav Radimov, Alexander Kerzhakov, Alexander Panov, and…" He looked up at Chen Hero again, and found that the kid's eager and hopeful eyes were even brighter.

"Chen Hero."

Chen Hero didn't make too much movement, but he clenched his fists below and then released them, clenched them again and released them again, repeating this several times.

He had finally entered the roster, one step closer to the task of being able to play for the first team.

After Advocaat finished reading the list, he announced the dismissal. At this time, Erik Hagen came up and patted Chen Hero on the shoulder: "Congratulations, Hero. You deserve it, but don't be too happy, professional leagues are much more powerful than intra-team scrimmages."

Chen Hero had a good impression of this Norwegian center back, and he expressed his gratitude for Hagen's reminder.

Škrtel also came up and patted Chen Hero: "I believe your header is still very powerful, ha!"

Being selected for the roster was a happy thing. According to his previous temper, Chen Hero would definitely call his parents as soon as possible to tell them the good news. But then he thought about it, although he was selected for the roster, he might not get a chance to play. Moreover, what if he performed poorly in training again, just like when he first entered the first team? Wouldn't that make his parents happy for nothing?

So he should wait. Wait until he plays in a game, or even scores a goal, and then call back to report the good news…

Chen Hero, who was selected for the roster, did not return to the dormitory for the night. He would take a bus to a hotel in the city with the other seventeen teammates to prepare for tomorrow's match.

Yesenin didn't go with him. First of all, the team wouldn't provide rooms for player translators in the hotel, and secondly, Yesenin didn't think it was necessary to go. He believed that Chen Hero's current Russian level was enough to handle some daily conversations, and it was the same whether he was there or not.

But he would go and meet the team before the match tomorrow to act as Chen Hero's translator. The club provided special seats for translators. He would go to translate for Chen Hero before the match, and after the match started, he would go to the stands and watch the game in his seat.

The hotel where Zenit Saint Petersburg stayed when playing at home was called the Pribaltijskaya Hotel, located in the western part of Vasilyevsky Island, next to the Baltic Sea, about a ten-minute walk from the coastline. It was a four-star hotel with fifteen floors.

When the Zenit Saint Petersburg bus arrived at the entrance of the hotel, the hotel had already made preparations for the reception.

All the players got off the bus and waited in the lobby with their suitcases to check in.

Chen Hero looked around curiously.

Looking at the hotel's decoration style, it should be quite old.

The hotel's architecture and decoration style were full of the flavor of the former Soviet Union.

However, the waiters and waitresses serving here were really eye-catching.

Not only the waiters and waitresses, but also the beauties coming out of the elevators. They were tall, had fair skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes, and most importantly… they were dressed very sexily and revealingly, which was very attractive.

Chen Hero had nothing to do, so he simply stood aside and looked at the beauties. These days, in order to upgrade, he had desperately hung up to grind experience, and had no chance to come to the city of Saint Petersburg, so it had really been a while since he had seen any beauties… Now, admiring those beauties made him feel restless.

When a beauty wearing a crop top and tiny hot pants that couldn't even cover her butt swayed and swaggered past him, he couldn't help but whistle.

The beauty didn't feel annoyed, but turned her head and gave Chen Hero a sweet smile.

Damn! So open! I like it!

Chen Hero praised in his heart. It wasn't like he hadn't whistled at those scantily clad beauties on the streets of Chengdu, but the response he often received was a glare and a scolding, and some people even cursed in Chengdu dialect: "Silly kid, haven't you ever seen a beauty before!"

Chen Hero, who whistled at a beauty but wasn't scolded, was in a great mood.

He still had to be selected for the first team roster. Only by being able to come out to play could he come into contact with more beauties… When he scores goals in the future and becomes a star, he won't need to whistle at beauties when he goes out, and the beauties will automatically throw themselves at him… How wonderful would those days be!

Chen Hero strengthened his belief that he had to make a name for himself as soon as possible.

Even for the sake of these Russian babes, he had to make a name for himself!

"Russia is a good place, a good place! A good place with good scenery, a good place with good scenery, everywhere are beauties, everywhere are big breasts~" Chen Hero, who was in a good mood, hummed a little tune that he had temporarily adapted, and continued to look at the beauties.

But he could only look, because he was now a player in Zenit's first team and needed to act collectively. If he was alone, he would definitely try to strike up a conversation.

Chatting up beauties is actually very simple, just be bold, careful, and thick-skinned.

While Chen Hero was looking around at the beauties, the team's check-in procedures had been completed, and Chen Hero and Igor Denisov were assigned to a room together.

Denisov whistled at Chen Hero, who was staring at the beauties: "Hey, Hero!"

Chen Hero then retracted his lustful gaze and turned to Denisov, who was calling him. In this process, his eyes had completely returned to normal, and it was impossible to tell what he had been looking at just now…

"If you want to see beauties, I'll take you there one day, as long as you have time! Now, we have to go back to our room!" He shook the room card in his hand. "You're in the same room as me!"

Denisov was considered a relatively active person in the team. He was not very old, but he was very lively and had good interpersonal relationships. Moreover, he and Arshavin were good friends. Arshavin's position in the team was unshakable, and his friend's position was naturally not low.

Chen Hero picked up his suitcase and followed Denisov into the elevator.

"There are indeed a lot of Russian beauties!" After entering the elevator, Chen Hero took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Denisov.

Besides football, the common topic for two young people was of course beauties.

Denisov curled his lips: "There are even more beauties in Belarus! And… most importantly, there are fewer men there! How about it? Do you want me to take you to a bar later? There are many beauties there!"

Chen Hero was obviously very interested. He had been in Saint Petersburg for more than a month, and except for that time when he invited the youth team teammates to dinner, he had never left the Yudny Park training base again. As for what the bars in Russia were like, he didn't know. He did know what the bars in Chengdu were like…

But before Chen Hero could reply, the captain next to him, Radimov, glared at Denisov: "Igor, if you want to be kicked to the reserve team, don't implicate Hero."

Denisov made a face behind the old captain's back, and then winked at Chen Hero, meaning… you know!

Chen Hero smiled at him - I know!