From the Country Team To the Rich

North Rhine-Westphalia, Dortmund.

This is a city in the Westerly Ruhr area in western Germany.

There are noisy urban areas, quiet suburban parks, natural oxygen bars with lush vegetation, artistic buildings and the blood of football.

This is a city full of contradictions, it is sometimes quiet and sometimes hot.

Hailed as the capital of art, it also has a group of crazy fans who are loyal to football.

Under the setting sun at dusk, in the walkway by the Ems River, a figure was jogging under the red sky, his back was dragged very long.

There are many night runners around, but this one is the only one who swims against the current.

Morsi ran quietly in the dusk, looking straight at him calmly.

In Germany, which runs on the right, Morsi always likes to do it the other way around.

Of course, this is not his maverick or rebellious character.

In fact, he's 37 years old, and he's hardly rebellious.

In terms of literature and art, follow the portrayal of your heart.

His career was full of ups and downs. Before the age of 30, he had been lingering in the low-level leagues, knowing that Saarbrücken valued him, and this opened his glorious old age.

Landed in the Bundesliga at the age of 31 and won the Bundesliga Golden Boot the following year. This achievement has always made Morsi proud.

He played in the Champions League and scored goals in the Champions League.

He has broken the goals of several giants.

He enjoyed the applause from all the fans alone at the West ** Stadium!

Ten years ago, this was something he would never have dared to imagine.

But it just happened.

It all started that year...

The sky was getting dark and the moist breeze was blowing. Mursi stopped slowly, leaning on the railing beside him and looking at the winding Ems River.

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his neck and couldn't help shivering.

Turning his head, he found Michael Zuolun standing on top of him.

Michael Revolver was also in sports attire, and he was probably also jogging.

He held two bottles of iced sports drinks in his hand, handed one of them over and said with a smile, "It's not easy to catch up with you."

Morsi smiled slightly, took the sports drink and said, "Despite my age, I am still an athlete."

Michael Zuolun smiled, walked to Morsi's side, looked at the river as well, and said, "Aden, Hoffenheim made you an offer!"

Morsi showed no sign of surprise.

Michael Zuolun sighed; "Do you have to go? Isn't it good to retire in Dortmund?"

Morsi smiled bitterly and said, "I just want to go back and have a look."

"You can go back anytime, can't you?"

Michael Zuolun continued.

Morsi remained silent.

This makes the former also feel helpless.

"Well, we respect your choice, but don't forget that there are also many fans who love you in Dortmund."

Morsi was greatly moved by this statement.

Morsi said; "I will never forget this place, I have always been grateful, I thank you for taking me to a higher stage."

Michael Zuolun laughed; "It should be thanks to each other. You were very lucky to meet us, and we were also very lucky, because we found an excellent striker."

Morsi's popularity in Dortmund is second only to captain Luiz.

Even today's popular fried chicken 'Ravens' can't match.

The reason is simple,

On the one hand, it is Morsi's excellent performance in the early stage, and on the other hand, it is Morsi's loyalty.

Munich 1900 has poached many players from Dortmund, and Dortmund fans are both emotional and helpless about this.

But the only one they haven't poached is Aden Morsi.

At that time, Morsi scored consecutive goals in the Champions League, and his momentum was in full swing.

He can obviously choose Munich 1900, where there are better conditions, better honor competitiveness and stronger teammates.

But he didn't!

He chose to stay in Dortmund!

Even after that, Munich 1900 offered him several offers, but he remained indifferent and stayed silently.

And Morsi's move is considered "loyalty" by Dortmund fans.

Especially compared to that 'nigger'.

Yes!

It is Bialdini, one of the most hated stars by Dortmund fans.

The reason is that this guy broke his promise and threw himself into the arms of Munich 1900.

In contrast, Morsi is much better.

It is also for this reason that Morsi has become a star player in Dortmund.

If he is willing to retire at Dortmund, he will be a meritorious player, the kind who enters the hall of fame.

But Morsi chose to leave in the twilight of his career.

And the club he wants to go to, Borussia Dortmund fans have nothing to say.

Hoffenheim!

This is the starting point for Morsi.

"May I ask you a question?" Michael Zuolun asked.

Morsi nodded; "What's the problem?"

"Why do you want to play Hoffenheim?"

Morsi pursed his lips and said in silence for a moment; "Because of guilt!"

"Guilty?" Michael Zuolun was surprised.

Morsi nodded and said, "I have reserved my best moments for Dortmund, and I have enjoyed enough love for this, so I live a very solid life here."

"Saarbrücken is the same. I helped them reach the second division. In just one year of service, I was worthy of the salary they gave me."

"Only, Hoffenheim is not..."

Morsi sighed: "They cultivated me and gave me opportunities to prove myself, but I failed to bring them anything."

Michael Zuolun frowned; "No! You brought them a transfer fee!"

Morsi said quietly; "One hundred and fifty thousand euros, my transfer fee at that time!"

cough cough...

Michael Zuolun felt slightly embarrassed; "But the current Hoffenheim may not necessarily have your place."

"There will always be someone who needs me," laughs Morsi.

Michael Zuolun took a deep look at the other party and said, "Well, since you have already made a decision, I can only bless you."

Morsi said; "Thank you, sir."

After watching Michael Zuolun leave, Morsi also jogged back to his villa.

Inside the villa, the lights are bright.

He stood at the door and watched for a long time.

The poor boy who almost gave up football for his livelihood has now accumulated a lot of wealth and fame.

In fact, he likes the city of Dortmund very much.

He met his beloved woman here, and she gave birth to a lovely son for him.

The time here has been a joy.

But even so, he still wants to go back.

Like fallen leaves returning to their roots.

Open the door and walk in, a woman is playing with a child.

The woman's name is Erika Schmidt, who is Morsi's wife and is a doctor by profession.

This is a wonderful family.

"Honey, I'm back!" Morsi said with a smile.

Before Erica moved, the little guy had already swooped over.

Morsi quickly squatted down and caught it...

"Daddy, Daddy, Mommy said, we're leaving Dortmund, where are we going?"

The little guy asked in a childish voice.

In response, Morsi glanced at his wife, who shrugged.

Morsi was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"We... go home!"

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