When Chen Yingxiong woke up, he found himself lying on the bed in the hotel room. He looked to the right, but there was no naked brunette beauty.
He looked to the left...
There was Denisov, naked and wearing only a pair of briefs!
Chen Yingxiong immediately became sober, his brain became clear instantly. He jumped off the bed.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to shout, he saw Anyukov and Kerzakov lying in the bed next to Denisov.
Just as he was trying to figure out what was going on, his head suddenly started to hurt.
He sat down weakly on the edge of the bed, covering his head with one hand.
What the fuck is going on?
I seemed to have drunk a lot yesterday...
And then, uh, then we continued to drink in the nightclub.
And then what happened?
He had no impression at all...
How did we get back and sleep in the same room?
He had too many questions.
The sound of someone turning over came from behind him.
He looked back and saw Denisov, who had opened his eyes and was staring at him.
As soon as Denisov opened his eyes, he saw Chen Yingxiong's back as if he was smoking a cigarette. He subconsciously pulled up the messy quilt on the bed to cover his own hairy chest...
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"Damn it! Why are we sleeping in the same room!?"
"I think we should figure out why we're sleeping in the same bed!"
Four young men sat dejectedly in the hotel restaurant.
They tried hard to recall what happened last night, but unfortunately, they were all drunk, and the fragments of memory could not be pieced together into a complete "nightclub story".
When Martin Skrtel came to breakfast and saw the four men, he laughed. "You woke up so early? I thought you were going to sleep until noon!"
The four people looked up and rushed over as if they had seen a saviour.
"Tell me what happened!"
"Uh... you came back at almost one in the morning yesterday, hugging each other in pairs and singing loudly, attracting a lot of attention." The more Martin Skrtel spoke, the lower the four people's heads hung. "We wanted to separate you, but you hugged each other tightly and walked into the house like that... As for what happened afterwards, ha! We don't know!"
"It's over!"
"Oh shit!"
"Why is this happening? My reputation has been ruined..."
Kerzakov suddenly said weakly. "When I went to the toilet this morning, I felt something... down there."
"Shut up!" three people yelled at him at the same time.
For the next hour, every teammate who came to the restaurant to eat would greet them with a playful smile.
Apparently, word of what happened to them last night had spread throughout the team.
If this continued, there was no way they could stay here any longer. The four of them finished their breakfast hastily without liking it and fled the scene.
"I swear I didn't move at all when I was sleeping last night! I always sleep very well!" Denisov put his hand on his chest and said solemnly.
"Then I swear, I am 100% innocent!" Kerzakov also raised his hand and swore. "What happened this morning... I think it must be because I... was constipated!"
"That kind of thing will never happen to me. Even if I drink a lot, I will never do such a thing!" Anyukov also quickly distanced himself from the matter.
After saying that, the three of them turned and looked at Chen Yingxiong.
Chen Yingxiong looked at Denisov, Anyukov and Kerzakov one by one, and then said seriously. "Don't worry, even if I wanted to be gay, you guys would not be my type. You're too ugly!"
"Oh shit..."
The three people who were hit were extremely depressed.
This was the first event of the Zenit St. Petersburg Eat, Drink and Play Group. Although everyone had a great time, it exposed the lack of experience.
...
After breakfast, the team disbanded on the spot. They were free to do whatever they wanted for the day, which was their version of a holiday.
While the other players went home, Chen Yingxiong followed the team bus back to the training base - where he lived.
When getting out of the bus, the driver gave him a thumbs up and said, "That was a great goal, you're a hero!"
Chen Yingxiong grinned at him: "Thank you!"
When Chen Yingxiong returned to the dormitory, he saw Yesenin.
Although they had not seen each other for only two nights, it felt like they had not seen each other for a long time.
"How was your game yesterday, hero?" Yesenin asked.
"Uh..." Chen Yingxiong looked embarrassed. "It couldn't be better..."
"That's good."
Chen Yingxiong sat at the dining table and opened a web page on Yesenin's laptop - he was still thinking about upgrading the system.
"Only one-third left to upgrade? So fast?!" Chen Yingxiong exclaimed.
"You completed several tasks in one go yesterday. Playing for the first team, meeting the first team starting requirements, scoring your first career goal, and the repetitive task of being the key man. In addition, scoring a goal will give you extra experience. Since it was a goal that determined the outcome of the game, the experience doubled. Then your team won the game, and as long as you participated in a win, you can also gain experience."
After hearing Yesenin's explanation, Chen Yingxiong smiled and his unhappiness this morning disappeared.
"What a profit! What is this? Reputation? There is even reputation here?"
"Of course. Reputation is how well-known you are."
"Then why didn't I notice it before?"
"Because your previous popularity was zero."
"This fact is really cruel..." Chen Yingxiong clicked into the reputation system and found that it said:
"Nobody: 10"
"Nobody? I am still an unknown person! So many media interviewed me yesterday..." Chen Yingxiong protested to Yesenin.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you that the reputation you see corresponds to the whole world."
"Uh..." Chen Yingxiong was speechless. To the entire world of football, he was indeed a nobody. "What does that number represent?"
"Ten points of reputation."
"That's all?"
"Scoring a goal gives you 10 points of reputation. If your team wins a championship, your reputation will increase. If you win personal honours, your reputation will increase even more."
"I understand, I understand. It's like the World Footballer of the Year, the European Ballon d'Or, and so on."
"Exactly."
Chen Yingxiong exited the reputation system and opened the task list.
He noticed that the name of the mission "Mr. Key" was represented by brave blue words.
"What does the blue mission mean?"
"It can be done repeatedly."
"Complete it repeatedly? Get experience each time?"
"Certainly."
"That's good, haha! Mr. Aurora, you must also like playing World of Warcraft, right?"
"No, I just referred to this most popular online game in the world when designing the system," Yesenin replied.
"You really don't want to play?" Chen Yingxiong asked.
"I really don't want to play."
"Tsk, how boring! I thought we could play together after I bought a laptop..."
Chen Yingxiong pushed open his laptop and looked, feeling bored. Then he suddenly saw a thick stack of newspapers on the coffee table.
"What are those?" he asked, pointing at the newspaper.
"Would you like to read the major newspapers that were just published today? There's a report about you in a few of them."
Chen Yingxiong rushed over, took all the newspapers, and then opened them one by one.
Although his Russian level was not very high, he could still understand some simple words, so he basically got the gist.
"Mysterious Chinese player!"
"A Hero appeared!"
"The real-life version of Become Famous With One Goal!"
It was all praise.
Chen Yingxiong laughed out loud. This was exactly the effect he wanted to achieve!
He noticed that these newspapers were all local newspapers in St. Petersburg. At present, he was only somewhat well-known in this city where the team was based.
Just as the reputation system told him, he was still a nobody in the world of football at large. Spartak Nalchik was not a giant like CSKA Moscow or Dynamo Moscow. This was not a match between Mars and Earth. This match was not even broadcast live to the whole country. It only had a certain influence in the St. Petersburg area.
But didn't Yesenin also say that one goal would give you 10 points of reputation, and if you won a championship or any personal honour, you would get even more points?
Then it was actually very simple to increase your popularity, just score goals, score goals, score goals again and again, win, win again and again, and win championships again and again!
I like this method, simple, direct and effective!
As long as I keep scoring goals, I will definitely be able to keep winning, and the accumulation of wins will naturally lead to the championship. So the root is scoring goals, and scoring goals solves everything!
"Mr. Aurora." Chen Yingxiong, who was reading a newspaper, suddenly said.
"What's the matter?" Yesenin replied.
"Let's go train! Practice shooting with me."
"Today is an off day, hero."
"I know."
"Don't you want to go to the city to have some fun? Haven't you been clamouring to go before?" Yesenin asked.
"I changed my mind. St. Petersburg is right there, it's been there for hundreds of years, and it won't move away. It doesn't matter if I go there a few days later. But time is precious now, and I'm average in everything except heading. I want to seize the time to practice more and improve myself."
Yesenin smiled. "Are you going to go AFK to gain experience again?"
Chen Yingxiong nodded. "Yes!"
After saying that, he stood up, walked to the door, and started putting on his shoes.
Yesenin looked at his back and felt that maybe he had not chosen the wrong person for this task.
When Chen Yingxiong put on his shoes and stood up, he found Yesenin standing there without moving. He asked, "Let's go. Come with me!"
"Oh...oh! Okay!"
Yesenin stood up from his chair.
Maybe this Hero could really become a hero?