From the Country Team To the Rich

Members of the Hoffenheim coaching staff are also watching the big screen.

They naturally also saw the unnatural expressions of the players.

Wagner rubbed his eyebrows a little uneasy, and turned his head from time to time to look at Steven, who was in front of him.

After a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, got up and walked over.

"Are you not worried at all?"

Wagner stepped forward and asked.

Steven asked curiously; "What are you worried about?"

Wagner pointed to the players lined up and said, "Look at their expressions, they are too nervous."

Steven couldn't help smiling.

"You're still laughing." Wagner said involuntarily; "I can tell you, this is our first European game. It would be too ugly to lose, and there is no way to explain it to the management!"

Finally, he added another sentence.

"We are in the first gear! It's embarrassing to lose!"

Steven said, "We won't lose. Zurich is still far behind us. Didn't you read the analysis of the previous pre-match meeting?"

"I saw it! But..." Wagner pursed his lips and said, "You should motivate them."

Steven shook his head and said, "I don't need to motivate them, they will understand soon."

After a pause, he added; "For a lot of things, it's better for them to experience it than for me to tell them in person."

"Feel what?" Wagner asked.

Steven's eyes sparkled; "We are strong!"

Ranier is warming up and waiting for the game to start.

He saw the bald head opposite him staring at him, grinning from time to time.

The smile made him uncomfortable, as if mocking him.

He remembered that this guy was called Dubia, and he was a defensive midfielder.

He looks so fierce.

This guy kept staring at Ranie, which made Ranie very unhappy.

He also widened his eyes and stared back fiercely.

What are you looking at!

I saw the other party chuckled and made a subtle gesture of wiping his neck.

Ranier immediately felt a surge of anger rushing to his forehead.

"Calm down, he's pissing you off!"

Hubbard reminded.

Ranie held back her mouth and said, "I know, but I just don't like him."

Habr glanced at the other party and said, "Don't argue with him, use the game to prove yourself."

Soon the game will begin.

Hoffenheim took the lead to kick off the ball. After Jamie kicked the ball to the backcourt, he rushed towards the opponent's defense.

The cheers at the scene also became extremely violent.

"The match begins! The match begins! Here is the first match of Group A of the Europa League in the 2018/2019 season, Hoffenheim VS Zurich. This match is extremely important to us, and it is the key to test our strength in the European war. We Whether you can get a good start in the first game, everything will be revealed after 90 minutes!"

Along with Polly's voice, Hoffenheim's pass and control tactics gradually emerged.

Constantly cross-running and passing forward.

Hoffenheim played very steadily, or rather, it was too steady.

There were a couple of good chances, none of them chose to pass the ball.

In this regard, the fans of Hoffenheim can only comfort themselves: 'It is a good thing to be cautious, after all, we are participating in the European war for the first time! '

The ball was passed to Ranier's feet, and when he just received the ball, he suddenly felt someone hit him.

Ranier's body swayed, but quickly stabilized.

He looked back.

What a big bald head.

It is the bald Dubia.

Dubia was half a head taller than Ranie, looking down at him with a sinister smile.

In this regard, Ranier pretended not to see it, and he moved the ball to the left, and the latter hurriedly followed.

Ranie suddenly changed direction, and the latter also rushed over.

During this period, Ranie was constantly harassed with trash talk.

"Come on! Kid, aren't you very good at surpassing others?"

"Are you a coward? Come on, get rid of me!"

In this regard, Ranier was indifferent, and his eyes looked at the other party strangely. Finally, after he tried to change direction twice, he chose to pass back.

Seeing Ranier pass the ball back, Dubia sneered; "Little brat, next time you dare to catch the ball, I will tackle your leg!"

Ranie looked at Dubia, his eyes were still weird, and he muttered something in his mouth.

"so slow!"

And such scenes also appear everywhere, for example, Leo on the left wing is like Ranier, after trying to change direction several times, he returns with a strange face.

Ibstruij boldly tried several times to surpass others, putting enough pressure on him.

And because Ibstruj was under too much pressure, the defensive intensity of the right wing gradually increased, which made Ibstruj very unhappy.

Twenty minutes have passed since this offensive intensity continued. During this period, the two sides played back and forth.

Finally, at 27 minutes, after being violated to the end, Ibstrui suddenly roared; "Is it over?!"

The Zurich player who uprooted Ibstruj was taken aback. He was very scared of the Swedish emperor.

This is a fierce man who has fought with those tough guys and fierce people in the five major leagues.

It's just that this sentence doesn't seem to be shouted at himself?

At this moment, Ibstruij added indignantly; "You two little devils are almost enough to try, and they are like that!"

Hearing this, Ranie stuck out his tongue, while Leo on the opposite side shrank his neck.

scolded!

However, since they have already tried almost the same, they don't plan to go on like this.

Zurich didn't know what was going on.

I don't know why the Swedish emperor roared.

But there was a faint feeling of bad premonition.

Zurich's foul earned Hoffenheim a free kick.

Ibstruy tried a long shot and was hugged tightly by the opponent's goalkeeper.

Zurich also took advantage of the opportunity to kick a counterattack, but this time they conceded the goal at halftime.

Watanabe Nanxiong was observing with the ball, but in the next second, two little tigers rushed over and pressed him for a while.

He also tried to defend the ball and resist, but after all, he failed to hold the ball.

The ball was hooked away by Ranier.

After Ranier got the ball, he rushed directly towards the opponent's penalty area.

Hoffenheim's counterattack began.

Dubia saw Ranie rushing over and went directly to block his direction.

In more than 20 minutes of the game, he felt that he knew Ranier enough to be able to defend the opponent.

This time, though, Ranier was quick, starting to change direction at just the right distance.

Dubia sneered; "Again?"

Ranier veered to the right and Dubia followed.

Suddenly, Ranier veers to the left.

Dubia quickly shifted his center of gravity to the left.

In the next second, he changed direction again.

Nima!

Dubia retreated sharply, trying to forcefully shift his center of gravity, but suddenly felt his feet go soft, and fell to the lawn.

Watching Ranie pass by him in a daze, Dubia was a little dazed.

His steering frequency seems to be accelerating.

Do not!

He has always been so fast!

He suddenly remembered the 'so slow' that Ranie said before.

He has been wondering what is so slow.

I get it now.

What he said was... turning around so slowly!

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . Vertex Novels mobile version reading website: