Zhen Shaolong couldn't sleep for a long time, so he simply got up tired, so he made a cup of black tea, and walked to the balcony. Claudio next to him was also there.

Claudio folded his hands together and was praying to the stars?

"Are you praying?" Zhen Shaolong couldn't help asking, "Do you believe in God? Or Jesus? Or something."

"Believe nothing."

Claudio looked at Zhen Shaolong with a slightly weird look in her eyes. She still remembered what happened last time. She thought the other party had a weird personality. She actually had the idea of ​​hitting her intimate clothes and said that kind of thing with a thick face.

But then I think, a boy who has never been in love may like me?

It's nothing, either.

Claudio was silent for a moment and suddenly asked, "Do you think I will become a star in the future?"

This problem is a bit big.

Zhen Shaolong looked at Claudio and said hesitantly, "Probably, I don't know. You are very beautiful, have a good figure, and are very attractive..."

"Don't talk, just talk about the point." Claudio frowned.

"I always tell the truth." Zhen Shaolong thought for a while and continued, "But I think being a star is similar to playing football. In fact, football skills are the most important. Just like me, a striker, scoring the goal is the most important. The same is true for celebrities. What kind of star do you want to be? You seem to be a model, and of course you have to walk the show better. If you are a singer, you must have a good voice, talent, and a little creative ability. Of course, acting is very important for a star like a TV series."

Claudio kept nodding when he heard this, then sighed, "But I can't know anything, I don't know anything! I graduated just after going to middle school and had no training."

"Then how did you become a model?"

"My friend said that being a model in a big city can make money, so I came."

Zhen Shaolong was stunned and asked with a funny look, "Then have you made money?"

"Make it."

Claudio gave a positive answer and then pointed to the room, "I live in this apartment with Lamona. But our income is only enough to pay the rent and daily expenses. I have always wanted to save more money, but I just can't do it."

“How much do you earn every month?”

"Last month, I went to auditions for a row, and took a small magazine cover and shot a small advertisement, which was about 1,000 euros." Claudio thought about it and gave an answer.

Zhen Shaolong felt speechless, looked into the room a few times, and asked, "Where is your friend? I mean the one who lives with you... called..."

"Ramona is going to work."

"This time?"

"This is St. Pauli." Claudio sighed, "Sao Pauli is always working at night."

Zhen Shaolong understood and suddenly felt strange, "Isn't she a model?"

"Yes, the work at night is just a part-time job. She is not as good as me as a model. If she doesn't work part-time, she will have to move out next month. It should be that we moved out together because I can't afford to rent this apartment myself."

"and you……"

Before Zhen Shaolong asked, Claudio seemed to be stepped on his tail and immediately said angrily, "Do you think I look like that kind of girl? Even if I move out or go back to my hometown, I won't do that kind of job!"

"I'm still thinking, if..."

"Don't even think about it, it's impossible!" Claudio turned around with gritted teeth.

Zhen Shaolong said weakly, "You misunderstood. Actually, I just wanted to find someone to help me with a massage..."

"Massage a ghost! It's time to die! I don't know what you men think!"

Claudio slapped the balcony door in anger.

Zhen Shaolong felt a little unfair. He really wanted to hire a beautiful girl to help with a massage. It was not normal working hours at night, so it was easy to negotiate to pay twice the amount.

Um.

Just a massage, a pure massage.

The communication with Claudio seemed to end with the other party's anger every time. It was really depressed and a little funny. After talking to Claudio for a while, my mood relaxed a lot, and it seemed that it could also have a hypnotic effect.

When he returned to bed, Zhen Shaolong tucked his pillow and fell asleep.

The next morning, I stretched my waist long, and before my mind could wake up, the system prompted me as promised-

"hint:

"Attack" skill acquisition mission--

In order to obtain a powerful "Strike" skill, the host needs to obtain a sufficient amount of "Victor's Robbery".

Competition is like war.

Defeat your opponent and you will become the winner.

The winner deserves to get the loser's spoils, and what spoils can compare to the close clothes of the opponent's female fans?

Each time you get a ‘Victor’, add a mission completion point.

Task progress: 0/100.”

Zhen Shaolong carefully read the task several times, and combined with the information he got in his mind, he immediately came to a pessimistic conclusion-

This task cannot be completed!

Damn it!

‘Victor’s Robbery’, such a gorgeous name, how could it be associated with ‘the opposing female fans’?

What kind of bird shit relationship does the two have?

Pull it-egg!

Zhen Shaolong felt that he had a good temper, but he still couldn't help but scold him. Not to mention the 'neck clothes for the other female fans', even if it was the close clothes for the St. Pauli female fans, how difficult is it to collect a hundred pieces?

Unthinkable!

Even if he was shameless, he went to the female fan to ask for close-fitting clothes and got beaten up a few times, so he could collect one or two pieces of them pitifully.

In addition, the requirement of "Victor's Robbery" cannot be repeated. A female fan can only collect one item, and the additional number is not included in the mission.

Also, it’s not OK to ask for help from others.

The inherent requirement of the mission is that he personally asks for the trophy, whether it is purchased or requested, because of his own relationship, rather than others helping him.

What else can I do?

Does he go to the stands of the opposite fan after each game and ask for a "trophy" when he sees a female fan? It is estimated that two or three times, he will be beaten to the hospital.

Zhen Shaolong was a little desperate.

He was not in the mood to exercise for the whole morning, but just thought hard in the room about how to complete the task.

There must be a way!

"Do you have to contact a few female fans of the opponent in advance before the game, and after winning, let them offer the 'trophy'?"

"Or go to the mall to buy enough close-fitting clothes and exchange them with female fans on the spot?"

"Or else, let's say, the female fans who like the other party? Let them fall in love with me too..." Zhen Shaolong looked in the mirror carefully and suddenly was dissatisfied with his appearance because he found that he was not as handsome as the female fans who liked him.

The final solution is not possible either.
Chapter completed!