From the Country Team To the Rich

Lopete was fidgety. Ten minutes into the game, they played as planned, but with Jamie's goal, everything changed.

At the Dome, the Hoffenham players bared their teeth at their opponents like howling coyotes.

Especially when the first goal was scored, the morale of these Hoffenheim players was high.

Their interspersed attack is similar to Barcelona, ​​but sharper and more penetrating.

Lopete had to admit that he underestimated Hoffenheim and the striker named Jamie.

He always thought that a rookie team participating in the European war for the first time could not adapt to the game.

Although they played well in the group stage.

But it's a knockout!

The intensity of the game is completely different.

And their opponent is Sevilla as the defending champion.

Faced with such a strong enemy, many teams will adopt conservative tactics.

But Hoffenheim did not!

They have no timidity at all, and their attacks are smooth and fast.

"Papari!"

Lopete turned his head and roared.

A black young man with a height of about 1.8 meters stood up.

His name is Kotak Papari, a South African player. He just moved to Sevilla this year. He is good at intercepting and stealing. He has performed well in the league.

Lopete didn't expect to make a substitution so early.

Whether it is the dignity of being a strong player or the trend of the planned game.

However, judging from the current situation, if he does not make a substitution, then Hoffenheim is likely to score another goal in the next ten minutes.

At Hoffenheim's home court, he conceded two goals in the first half, which is unacceptable to Lopete.

Lopete put his arm around Papari's shoulders, and the latter was flattered.

"Papari,

Now the team is in danger and needs your help! "Lopete is very good at encouraging players, just like now, a simple shoulder-holding action can make this black player very excited.

Papari nodded excitedly; "What should I do? Sir?"

Lopete pointed to the field in front of him and said loudly: "Interception and stealing, bring out your characteristics, we can't let Hoffenheim continue to pass the ball wantonly, this is a job that only you can do, the game wins or loses Also give your performance."

After Lopete finished speaking, he put his hands on Papari's shoulders and said loudly: "Go! Boy, let the world know you!"

Papari trembled, feeling that the eyes of the whole world were focused on him.

At this moment, he is a superhero!

He will start here and move towards a glorious future!

Beep! ! ——

The sharp whistle came to mind.

Players on both sides stopped their progress and looked towards the sidelines.

The Hoffenheim players were surprised to see Sevilla make a substitution!

"Sevilla made a substitution! They actually made a substitution! They made a substitution in the first half!"

The commentator Polly exclaimed three times in a row, and he looked up and said: "Very good! This is a very good phenomenon, which means that we have pushed Sevilla to a certain extent, and we can't even make adjustments on the field. The head coach can only resort to substitutions!"

"And this substitution, Sevilla Jiang replaced an offensive midfielder and sent a defensive player. This means that Lopete is afraid!"

Polly said firmly; "Sevilla's tactics in the first half were obvious. Their strong attacks and sneak attacks all showed that they wanted to take three points at the Dome Stadium."

"But after 30 minutes, the situation on the field forced Lopete to change his mind. Maybe their goal now is to tie us, or to score as few goals as possible?"

Along with Polly's commentary, the Hoffenheim players on the scene also came back to their senses.

Fans are straightforward, they express their inner emotions intuitively.

Hush! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

The boos are loud!

It was even mixed with taunts from Hoffenheim fans.

"Attack! Continue to attack!"

"What are you afraid of? We only scored one goal, let's continue to attack!"

"Coward, Lopete is a coward, Sevilla is a coward!"

There was a lot of ridicule, and another round of cheers.

"This is the stadium, no one can beat us here!"

The Hoffenheim fans were delighted.

They hugged their shoulders, bouncing and bouncing in the stands, and the whole stadium was very lively.

During the arena, Rasta wiped the sweat from his chin and walked towards Papari.

"What instructions does the coach have?" Rasta took the water thrown from the sidelines, squeezed hard to rinse his mouth, and then pinched his waist and asked.

Papari covered his mouth and said: "Mr. told you to retreat, we are no longer actively attacking, we are playing defensive counterattack!"

Hearing that Rasta nodded slightly, he also agreed with this arrangement.

On the one hand, they have tested Hoffenheim's strength, and it is extremely irrational to play against Hoffenheim at the Arena.

On the other hand, after the devastation of the first half, Sevilla's physical consumption was too great.

If this continues, Sevilla's defense may really collapse, and the consequences will be disastrous.

"Good performance!" Rasta patted Papari on the shoulder, and the latter nodded vigorously.

Papari came to the left side of the middle.

He looked at the Hoffenham player wearing the No. 19 jersey not far away.

Leo Meget!

The talented player recognized in Germany is even well-known throughout Europe.

Many people have said that he is only one Champions League away from the Golden Boy Award.

In this game, Papari's goal is Leo.

He wants to beat Leo here, so that he can become famous.

Thinking of this, Papari stared at Leo, and the latter also turned his head to look as if feeling it.

The two looked at each other.

Papari quickly made a fierce expression, as if saying, 'I'm fierce! I'm not afraid of you! '

Leo froze for a moment, but still showed a kind smile.

Papari felt the kindness from the other party, his face twitched slightly, but he jumped quickly.

 …

"Finding fault?" Ranie came over and asked.

Leo waved his hands and smiled, "He should be nervous."

Ranie turned her head again to confirm that her face was extremely tense, her eyes were even wider, and she was indeed a little nervous.

Ranier reminded; "This guy should have a certain strength at this point in time."

Leo nodded, then smiled and said, "It's okay, I will pass him."

Ranie slammed Leo's chest hard, and cursed with a smile; "I really want to say that you are bragging, but I know you really have this ability!"

"Come on! This is Sevilla's goal, try to score one! Don't lose to Jamie!"

Ranier ran away after saying that.

Leo also took a deep breath.

He knows a team doesn't need two kings!

Now is Jamie's era, but Leo is confident that he can catch up with him.

This will take some time, but definitely promising!

Leo turned his head to look at the midfielder, his eyes burning.

His eyes are full of that No. 10 jersey.

He is very eager to put on this number, stand in the arena, and enjoy the cheers and support of the fans!

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