I Only Wanted to Play Soccer, But Somehow Became Hollywood’s Leading Man
只想踢球的我，竟成了好莱坞男神
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 2.5M Words
- Genre
- Sports
- Subgenre
- Soccer
- Updated
- 2y ago
- English
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676Chapters
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I'm not following this anymore. I never intended to read this book with my brain engaged, and I was forced to read it like this. All the mindless, forced posturing and face-slapping is painful to read. At this pace, it'll probably take over 3 million words to get to the Premier League and Champions League. I don't know what the author was thinking.
There are a few issues. When the protagonist collects training results, such as physical fitness, strength, and dynamic passing, according to the author's description, the corresponding abilities are added immediately upon collection, such as increased strength and improved physical recovery. However, why don't the attributes change?
This book is a disgrace to football literature.
I've finished watching it all now. It's a pretty novel idea, keeping up with the times by starting from high school and avoiding the typical underdog-to-hero trope. The everyday life is also quite enjoyable and refreshing. I wish there were more episodes!
What's in chapter 370?
The weekly wage has been increased to £8,000, and the penalty for breach of contract has been raised to £50 million. Author, are you kidding me? The penalty for breach of contract isn't necessarily £50 million; your annual salary should be at least £15-30 million. Based on this conversion, would you sign a contract with a weekly salary of less than £500,000? Signing this contract is just making yourself a target for anyone willing to poach you. I'm sick of writing this.
I feel that if the author wanted, this book could be just like "The School Beauty Master"—a book passed down through three generations, its legacy enduring even after the author's death.
If you can't write romance scenes, don't bother. And the protagonist's straight-laced character is disgusting. His romance with Sophie is awful!
I have no objection.
I have no objection.
This book is truly speechless. A football novel, and it's already crammed with 309 chapters! Not a single official professional match has been played, and that's in English League One, not to mention the Championship and Premier League. At this rate, it'll take at least twenty years to cover all five major leagues. Hopefully, you'll finish it by 2045.
Almost 300 chapters and not a single professional match yet, they're really dragging this out. 👍👍