A new day has arrived.

Ten days after the opening of the Bundesliga.

Long Shute, who had been sleeping for one night, finally opened his eyes.

He carefully pulled out his arms that were numb and sat up from the bed.

The sun shone on the bed through the curtains, landing on Emma's golden hair, dyeing a faint halo.

Long Shute couldn't help but reach out and gently stroked it.

Emma suddenly opened her eyes and pressed his right hand as if she was frightened: "Don't..."

"I won't leave you, baby..." Long Shute lowered his head and gave her a good morning greeting kiss.

"What I want to say is..." Emma rolled her eyes and gasped slightly, "I don't think I want you to touch me in the next month, you are such a big pervert..."

-

"Hey, Long, I heard you were fired by the head coach?"

When Long Shute changed his training suit, Thomas Muller was the first to come and greet him.

This German young man who is only one year older than Longshu, always seems to have such a heartless expression. No matter what jokes he says or what prank he does, it is difficult for you to really get angry at him...

Long Shute stood up from the stool:

"Very good, Thomas, remember what you said just now. You will pay a heavy price for this disrespectful attitude!"

Muller suddenly felt a little chilling behind his pants. He couldn't help but hold his thighs and watched Long Shute step out of the locker room.

Damn, this guy was so domineering just now!

-

"Very good, you're not late and you're in good spirits."

Heinx nodded with satisfaction:

"I think you should apologize to me again because of the recent incident, you have forced me to explain it to those media many times. You should know that yesterday afternoon, almost all the questions were about you..."

"I'm sorry, coach, this kind of thing will never happen again in the future!"

Long Shute once again solemnly gave a guarantee and then added:

"By the way, if you don't like to be interviewed, you can leave all these troublesome things to me in the future."

Heinx shook his head and smiled:

"I know you are not a little guy who is calm and composed. By the way, we assigned the latest jersey number yesterday. Because you stopped training maliciously, you have no right to choose. You can only accept the number that other teammates have chosen. Hermann, send him his jersey."

"Uh, are you kidding?"

Long Shute was stunned.

He is also the Bundesliga transfer bidder this season with a 30 million euro + second share!

It's still the highest value for Asian players in history!

Don't even have the right to choose a jersey number?

"then!"

Assistant coach Herman Grande threw a red jersey over.

Be careful!

This is the treatment of my jersey?

Long Shute complained, while spreading his hands to answer.

The jersey was completely unfolded in the air, revealing the huge white number on its back.

8!

long!

Long Shute felt warm in his heart:

These two unreasonable coaches have given me some face!

His hands were about to receive the jersey, but a black and white wind blew violently.

Fortunately, Long Shute had an extremely excellent reaction speed. He quickly pulled his jersey over with quick eyes and hand, avoiding the sudden gust of wind.

"Very good, Thomas, are you provoking me?"

He didn't even need to turn around to know that this football must have been played by Mueller.

"Wait a moment, I will let you hold my thigh and sing to conquer!"

A voice came from behind:

"You're wrong, Long, I'm Philip Ram, not Thomas Mueller!"

Long Shute couldn't help but shake his head:

"Your joke... is not funny at all!"

-

Four days later, Bayern players finally saw their transfer bidder reappear on the training ground this summer.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but they always feel that this new teammate is more active than before.

His feet seemed to be lighter, his running was more flexible, his bounced higher, and his direction changed faster. Even his originally unrivaled speed... became even more terrifying!

It seems like an armored vehicle that unloads ammunition, and any operation is lighter and more comfortable than before.

——Ah, yes, Longshen’s special ammunition... is indeed gone.

But this did not affect his aggressiveness. He invaded Thomas Mueller like a wild beast that had been hungry for three days!

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I was wrong!"

This Bayern Munich, and even the core of German football in the next ten years, is in tears under the pressure of new teammates.

This is just a 4-on-4 team match, why do you have to violate me so fiercely?

I didn't even let me touch the ball!

-

Long Shute might have made something wrong.

The reason why he was able to get the No. 8 jersey was not because the coaching staff deliberately left it for him, but because his teammates had no interest in this number.

In Bayern Munich, No. 8 is not a main number symbolizing glory and glory, but a sad number.

Before Longshute joined, the owner of the No. 8 jersey was Altentop, a midfielder who idolized "Bombard" Gad Muller, played for four seasons at Bayern, and the total number of starts was only 40 games...

Before Altentop, in 2004, Asian footballer Karimi, the king of Iranian football, wore a No. 8 jersey, and his score was 3 goals in two seasons...

Earlier, he was the German local midfielder Flins. Although he played 29 starts in a season, he hurriedly returned to his famous team Bremen because he could not bear the huge pressure from Bayern. He also left only three goals for Bayern...

No. 8 before Flins belongs to Croatian captain Kovac. This is a player known for his fierce defense. However, after putting on Bayern's jersey, he was immediately plagued by injuries. He only played more than 30 games in two seasons. He finally played in the game, but he was swept out by Bayern because he had a fight with his teammate during training...

Although Bayern No. 8, Strenz, before Kovac, had a little more chance of playing in the team than his juniors, he was the one who deserves the most sympathy because he was cuckolded by his national teammate, the famous German international Effenberg.

In fifteen years, the No. 8 jersey has changed five owners. Not only has none of them been able to make a name for themselves, but even the main players of the team are not considered a 100% curse.

In the football world, there are two No. 8 curse. In addition to Bayern, another more famous curse belongs to Real Madrid.

In the Galaxy Battleship, the No. 8 jersey has been through five players including McMaraman, Borja, Morientes, Bapstutta, Emerson, and Gago in fifteen years. None of them can gain a foothold in Real Madrid, but now they belong to Kaka.

Judging from Kaka's state in Real Madrid, the Brazilian king who once stood at the peak of the football world and looked down on Mero, could not resist this curse.

Now... the same spell fell on Long Shute's head.

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Chapter completed!