From the Country Team To the Rich

"Fiercemore Stadium applause loudly, this is for Morsi, also for this wonderful goal! Morsi used this goal to conquer the Fieldsmore Stadium!"

As soon as Willis finished speaking, Polly on the side said; "Morsi has conquered here before, don't forget, he is a player who came out of Hoffenheim."

However, I have to admit, this goal is beautiful!

Polly shook his head secretly and clenched his fists slightly.

Damn it! Come on! Hoffenheim!

 …

on the rostrum.

Dortmund's general manager Michael Zollen applauded lightly and said with a smile, "It's a wonderful goal, isn't it?"

Neither Zhang Xian nor Sir Alex applauded.

The former is the director of Hoffenheim, and his demeanor has not been cultivated to the point where he can applaud when the visiting team scores.

And Sir Alex is already fatigued, he is used to seeing the attitude of those superstars on the court, since it is not interesting to watch a game of abuse.

Seeing that Zhang Xian and Sir Alex were indifferent, Michael Zolun also stopped applauding.

"Jian's performance doesn't seem to be that good!"

Regarding this, Zhang Xian smiled and said: "The game is still very long, let's continue watching."

At this time, Sir Alex, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "I heard that you have created a youth league, and it will be conducted in Baden-Wurttemberg as a pilot?"

Zhang Xian turned his head and said, "Are you interested in this?"

Sir Alex said indifferently; "I'm just interested in your theory, using competitions to test talent!"

"There is no problem in itself, but have you ever thought about the possibility of giving up talent for the sake of competition?" Sir Alex turned to look at Zhang Xian, and said: "At the beginning of the youth league, maybe the system of training players will be followed. However, this is a league recognized by the Football Association, which also has lifts and a ranking system, and some coaches use intense training methods regardless of the physical condition of the players for the sake of ranking.

"And if the league becomes commercialized, this kind of thing will become more."

"Under this premise,

How do you guarantee the role of game development as a game! "

Zhang Xian smiled slightly and said, "To be honest, I never thought about this question!"

Hearing this, Sir Alex frowned.

Zhang Xian spread his hands and said, "I understand what you mean. Some people take informal training for the sake of performance, which causes physical problems for young players and affects their careers. Go and veto everything!"

"In fact, after digging out those few cases, this is still an efficient training mechanism!"

Sir Alex said; "Then what about those young players who were trained in violation of the rules?"

"They can only consider themselves unlucky, and I can't do anything for them!"

Zhang Xian turned his head and said indifferently: "Sir, we all know a truth. Occupation is cruel. This is a single-plank bridge for thousands of people. In the career journey, strength, opportunity, and luck are all indispensable!"

"I don't deny that the situation you imagined will happen, but..."

Zhang Xian turned his head and smiled brightly at Michael Zuo Lun, and said, "No one will pay for what happened to those unlucky ghosts, right? Mr. Zuo Lun!"

Michael Zuolun smiled and said, "Maybe."

Zhang Xian slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know, does Dortmund have any idea to join our youth training program?"

Michael Zollen shrugged: "Unfortunately, we belong to NRW!"

This is a refusal to change direction.

A team like Borussia Dortmund doesn't have to make any sacrifices, as one of the top clubs in Germany, they just need to put a spoon on the table and wait for a big meal.

And it's a method that many top teams have been using.

Looking at the other party's indifferent expression, Zhang Xian shook his head slightly...

 …

The game is still going on, and the Hoffenheim players performed extraordinarily hard while the fans cheered wildly.

They know very well what this game means to them.

From the very beginning, they were not looking for a draw or the experience of playing against top teams.

What they want is to win and to go further on the stage of the German Cup.

In the eyes of the public, this may be a fantasy. After all, a fourth-level team breaking into the quarter-finals is already very impressive, but they are still not satisfied.

"Hoffenheim did not admit defeat. After falling behind, they are still actively looking for opportunities."

On the German Cup broadcast station, Polly said nervously.

He has now put himself into the shoes of a Hoffenheim fan and speaks more towards Hoffenheim.

On the other hand, seeing his partner like this, Willis said; "But it is undeniable that there is still a gap in strength between the two teams. Just like now, it is difficult for Hoffenheim to break into the opponent's big In the penalty area, take a threatening shot, and at the same time, they have to be careful about the counterattack from Dortmund."

"No! You don't understand!" Polly said directly: "Hoffenheim is different from other teams. In addition to Wei Rauch in the frontcourt, Hoffenheim also has a backcourt engine!"

"Azoko!!"

On the court, Wei Rauch took the opportunity of throwing the ball with his hand, retreated and covered his mouth and said to Azoko: "The pressure in the frontcourt is too great, we can't get the ball out in the frontcourt at all, I will increase some more Breakthrough, the work of organization is handed over to you and the captain."

Hearing this, Azoko's eyes lit up.

Gray on the other side nodded and said, "No problem!"

After a brief discussion between the two, Hoffenheim ushered in the bombardment of Dortmund again.

Dortmund's offensive is extremely fierce. Even though most of them are substitutes, they are all Bundesliga-level players, which puts great pressure on Hoffenheim.

Of course, Hoffenheim did nothing.

Their defense in the midfield was very good, which made it difficult for Dortmund to advance, and every time Morsi needed to drop back to receive the ball.

Like now, after Morsi drops back, he gets the ball with his back.

At this moment, he suddenly felt pressure from behind.

Gray stuck up suddenly, resisting Morsi firmly, not letting him turn around.

Morsi glanced left and right, dialed the ball to the left, and quickly started to get rid of it.

But Gray is not a vegetarian. In these years of training, his defensive ability has made great progress.

The two continued to collide and confront each other until they came to the sidewalk.

Looking at the covetous Gray in front of him, Mursi couldn't help but be filled with emotion.

He remembered that this friend didn't play football like this in the past. This guy used to be a full-fledged showman, with good foot skills, but poor physical confrontation.

But after so many years, Gray's style of play has changed a lot, and it has become more difficult to deal with.

"Aden, I won't let you pass!"

Gray stared at Morsi and said.

In this regard, Morsi smiled, he suddenly passed the ball to one side, and then drilled from the right.

His move was to attract Gray to chase him.

But after he ran for a while, he found that the pressure behind him was gone.

Morsi turned his head to see if there was anyone behind him.

Where's Gray?

Morsi eventually found Gray on the wing.

Dortmund's wide players were blocked by Gray and Button in the corner at this time, and the three fiercely competed for the ball.

In the end, Barton made a sharp push, and the opponent staggered two steps. At this time, Gray took advantage of the trend to hook the ball.

Hoffenheim finally took control of the ball.

After getting the ball, Gray turned around and hit the left wing behind without thinking.

This is Hoffenheim's style of play, sending the ball directly to the left wing, allowing Ji An to catch the ball with absolute speed.

Ji'an's speed is the only advantage of Hoffenheim in this game.

Even the tyrannical Dortmund, they can't prevent a fully activated Ji'an.

I saw Ji'an, wearing the No. 7 black and red jersey, galloping like lightning in the sidewalk of Hoffenheim.

In just three steps, he left the opposing defender behind.

When approaching the big penalty area, he kicked up and made a pass.

Biartini rose from the ground like a violent bear and competed with three Dortmund players for the top.

But under the interference of the opponent, he failed to touch the ball.

Hoffenheim could only watch the ball fly over the baseline.