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The scene was filled with shock.

Everyone was holding their heads and looking at the court in disbelief.

Even Mostar Rangers fans were shocked.

When facing a Super League team, they actually scored the first goal?

And looking at the whole game, their performance was simply not very good.

Even though the opponent is a full substitute, there is still a huge gap in strength!

But no matter what, this wonderful goal greatly boosted their morale.

Many people even started shouting "win the game". Obviously, this goal gave them a great confidence boost.

For the fans of Mostar Zlinyiski, they could not accept this conceded goal.

They were annoyed by the team's ugly defense.

At this time, Su Ke actually ran towards these fans area.

"Hey! My name is Suker, the Suker of Croatian legendary forward Davor Suker!"

"If you think I played well, please give me some applause!"

Suk shouted happily, turning around and showing his back.

These Mostar Zlinyiski fans looked at the boy in front of them with strange expressions. If it had been anyone else, they would have started complaining.

But they saw the little guy's efforts throughout the game.

It is no exaggeration to say that this little guy is the biggest contributor to this goal, so it is not too much to ask for applause.

However, they were not in the mood to applaud, so they just pretended not to see it.

Seeing that the opponent's fans were indifferent, Su Ke could only leave angrily.

"Not even a round of applause."

Suk muttered.

Mlinar came over and said angrily: "They have recognized you since they didn't curse you."

He also admired Su Ke's courage. If it were some extreme fans, they would have rushed up, pressed Su Ke and beaten him.

For fans, this is a provocative display.

But that's it, they have scored anyway.

Mlinar was in a good mood.

Unexpectedly, they, who were struggling in the second division, would score the first goal against a Super League team.

This goal is simply not perfect.

At the same time, on the other side of the coaching bench in Mostar Zlinjski, Van Steyak put the notebook in his arms.

He looked at the dejected substitutes on the field with a hint of disappointment, turned around and said softly: "Modric, Kosopech, get ready to play, it's time to end this farce."

After hearing this, the two stood up silently.

In the 75th minute, Mostar Zlinyiski made a substitution.

The two main players came on the field, which improved their morale to a certain extent.

Especially after Modric came on the field, the chaotic rhythm was swept away, and the passing and receiving in the midfield began to become clearer.

And from this time on, Suker never received a pass again.

He even forced Su Ke to retreat half-court to catch the ball, but it was still to no avail.

On the other hand, Kosopeč, the main high center forward of the Super League, almost crushed the defense of Mostar Wanderers.

Coupled with the continuous crosses from both sides, Modric's long shot from the outside evened the score in just 10 minutes.

In the 88th minute, Modric's long shot made goalkeeper Bakci's big colander attribute reappear again. After a shot, Kosopech used his strong body to get stuck in position and scored with a supplementary shot to complete the reversal of the score.

This goal also rejuvenated the fans of Mostar Zlinyiski at the scene. The previous depressed mood was swept away and became active again.

The fans were happy, but Su Ke was depressed.

It has nothing to do with the issue of card drawing rewards. Anyway, there is a chance to play, but who likes to lose.

Suk's character is stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat.

For this reason, he did not give up at the last moment, but faced with the situation where his teammates were exhausted and unable to run at all, Su Ke had no way to turn the tide.

In the end, I can only regret defeat.

In the 2002/2003 Bosnia and Herzegovina Cup season, Mostar Zlinjski defeated Mostar Rangers 2:1.

In this game, Mostar Rangers had a wonderful performance.

But in the second half, the problem of physical exhaustion appeared, and when Modric and Kosopech came on the court, they were dealt a heavy blow, completely killing the suspense of the game.

"Ah~~~I'm so tired!"

Suk lay directly on his back on the ground. He looked at the white clouds floating in the sky and couldn't help but whisper, "It's so blue!"

He had already lost anyway, and he had to accept this outcome.

I wanted to rely on this game to give Mostar Zlinyiski a hard blow, leaving enough impression on them to turn around and join.

But in the end we still lost.

Lying on the lawn, with the breeze blowing on his face, Suk quietly felt this moment.

This is the home ground of the Bosnia and Herzegovina Premier League team, and he is one step away from becoming a part of it.

Hey~~!

What a mess!

Suk shook his head. He opened his eyes and was about to stand up, but he saw a huge face standing in front of him.

The opponent had short yellow hair and was wearing training clothes. His sunken eyes and blue pupils made Su Ke look familiar.

Vansteyak looked down at Suker, the little boy running wildly for 90 minutes.

It's hard to imagine how much physical energy this guy had when he fell to the ground.

At this time, Suk got up quickly, and he also recognized the other party.

He was a little confused.

Van Steyak looked Su Ke up and down and said: "Ice the leg muscles when I get home. Don't eat too much at night, as it will be easy to vomit."

After a pause, he added; "Don't forget to stretch. If you don't stretch enough, you won't grow taller."

Su Ke looked at each other confused.

Vansteyak nodded and said, "That's it, see you in a few days!"

"Huh?" Su Ke was puzzled, but his eyes quickly widened.

See you in a few days?

Suk couldn't help but jump up.

"yeah!!!"

Vansteyak turned his head and looked at Su Ke jumping up and down. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "You are so physically fit!"

And when he turned his head, his face was as gloomy as if it could drip ink.

The Bosnia and Herzegovina Cup competition has ended in two weeks.

Su Ke has been living like a year during this period. The other team's head coach obviously promised to 'see you again in a few days', but there has been no news in the past two weeks.

So, how many days will it take?

Su Ke was extremely anxious. This was an opportunity to enter the Super League.

There was no reason for Vansteyak to joke with himself about this kind of thing. There should be a limit to teasing children, right?

It was also during these two weeks that Su Ke didn't think about food or tea, and waited all day for Van Steyak to come over.

He was even afraid that the other party wouldn't know where he lived, so he ran to the door of the Mostar Zlinyiski club for a walk. If it weren't for the security guard at the door, Suk would have wanted to go in and question him.

"What are you head coaches busy with? It's been a few days, haven't you forgotten about me?"

Suker sat on the lawn while Modric bounced the ball.

Seeing Suk's depressed look, Modric smiled and said, "It should be soon. He has been in some trouble recently."

"Trouble?" Suk frowned; "Isn't it because of that game that I'm going to be fired?"

Although Mostar Zlinjski eventually won the Bosnia and Herzegovina Cup match, the victory was not very glorious, after all, they were almost defeated by them.

If Modric and Kosopeci hadn't turned the tide in the end, it might have been another ending.

When he thought of this, Suk became even more confused.

Did he almost fire the head coach who promoted him? What is this thing called?

"Almost, but not that bad." Modric said: "The reaction from the fans is not very good, but the club still supports the coach, so just wait, it won't be too far."

After a pause, Modric added: "The Russian center has transferred."

Su Ke's eyes lit up, was he trying to make room for himself?

Hearing the news, Su Ke was slightly comforted.

"Just wait, there is no other way."

Su Ke shook his head and asked, "By the way, how is our recent performance in the league?"

Modric looked sideways at Suker.

You haven’t joined yet!

However, he still replied: "One win, one draw and one loss in the league. We just lost 1:2 to Sarajevo last week."

"Sarajevo again? Why do you always lose to them?" Suk grinned.

Mostar Zlinyiski performed very well in the league, but once they met Sarajevo, it seemed as if they couldn't play football anymore.

Modric shrugged: "There is no way, the tactics are figured out. Our goal point is the high center forward Koso Pechi, but the opponent's two central defenders are both 190 centimeters tall and taller. Koso Pechi It is difficult for Page to play in front of them. The two wingers are tactical sacrifice points. We cannot let the two main wingers work while taking into account Koso Page."

After a pause, Modric added; "So, don't worry, the head coach will come to you soon. We are too single in tactics and need changes, and you are that change. In recent days, The training camp is also geared towards strengthening wing attacks and center forwards retreating, which is preparation in advance.”

Su Ke could only nod and ask again: "What is your weekly salary?"

"Mine?" Modric responded; "I make 1,500 marks a week!"

Suk nodded, thinking about it.

It's impossible for him to be on the same level as Modric as soon as he enters. After all, he is a talented player.

Su Ke does not have high salary requirements. What he wants most at the moment is competition.

A weekly salary of 500 marks is sufficient.

This money is enough to support his living expenses, not to mention that Mostar Zlinyiski seems to have provided food and accommodation.

A smile appeared on Suk's face, finally he no longer had to go hungry and have a full meal.

Next, he just needs to wait patiently for Mostar Zlinyiski's call.

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