From the Country Team To the Rich

the conference has ended.

Other managers left one after another, and Jurgen Bauer and others left with tired faces.

It's clear that today's events have made them feel physically and mentally exhausted.

In the conference room, Ivan was still sitting there, and Zhang Xian was opposite him.

Ivan wants to keep Zhang Xian, he has something to say to Zhang Xian.

"Would you like some coffee, sir?"

Ivan smiled. At this time, his image was no longer as gloomy as before, as if he had let go of a heavy burden, and his whole person became clear.

"Can."

After speaking, Ivan got up and went to coffee.

After a while, he came over with two cups of coffee, handed over one, and said, "No milk."

Zhang Xian nodded and looked up at Ivan.

Ivan also took a sip of his coffee and said, "Sir, I am going to surrender tomorrow."

Um?

Zhang Xian frowned slightly.

"I know that this matter has a very bad impact on Hoffenheim. It is only natural for you to fire me, but there is one thing that you need to pay attention to."

"what?"

Ivan said; "The two scouts are still there, and their existence is a hidden danger. If one day Hoffenheim climbs to a higher stage, these two bugs may blackmail Hoffenheim."

"So, I plan to surrender myself, take all the responsibilities on my back, and then go to prison with them. This is the best result so far."

Zhang Xian pursed his lips and had to say that he was a little moved by Ivan's proposal.

If Ivan surrendered himself and took the responsibility, then this matter would be completely over.

Even if the two scouts want to discredit Hoffenheim in the future, they will only target Ivan and will not be able to affect Hoffenheim.

"Actually, I have thought about it before. I know my plan has failed. I have called all the young players who left, and they all rejected me, and they are not willing to come back." Speaking of this, Ivan looked lonely.

These people used to be his hope, but the rejection made Ivan completely desperate.

"So, I plan to leave Hoffenheim with everyone's responsibilities and problems on my back. I will leave you a clean team. I think with your ability, I will definitely let Hoffenheim go higher stage."

Zhang Xian nodded secretly, and had to say how strong Ivan's love for Hoffenheim is.

It was already a kind of self-sacrifice.

"Can I ask a question?" Zhang Xian asked suddenly.

Ivan was a little surprised, and said, "What's the problem?"

"Why did you do that at the time? You can choose to ignore it like Mary and Bauer!" Zhang Xian asked.

In fact, Hoffenheim at that time could not be solved by Ivan's ability.

Those problems were difficult even for Zhang Xian, and it took him about half a year to slowly complete the rectification, let alone Ivan.

Regarding this, Ivan sighed and said, "Someone should stand up and do something, right?"

"I can't turn a blind eye. Jamie's injury made me even more angry. In this mood, I made this decision."

"At the time, I didn't know if this was the right decision, but it was the only choice before me, and the only way I could think of. Someone has to try, someone has to change, right?"

Ivan laughed at himself, "Just treat yourself as a fool's self-salvation."

"Actually, you don't have to admit it at all. After all, I haven't produced any strong evidence." Zhang Xian said.

"Because it's meaningless." Ivan shook his head, then looked at Zhang Xian with a smile, and said, "Hoffenheim has found her leader, and any of my decisions are meaningless."

"In the past six months,

I can see all the changes you bring to the club. "

"We have our own training ground, we have refurbished the home stadium, we won the half-time championship, we defeated the Bundesliga team together, we fought with the players in the stands, our home TIFO show was shocking throughout Germany."

"I can see all these changes."

"The reason why I gave up is because your arrival has made Hoffenheim better and better, and it is also because of these recent changes...I can't do it!"

Ivan held the coffee in both hands, and the steam rose up.

His eyes were extremely gentle, and he said softly: "I really want to stay here and watch her get better and better!"

 …

Ivan walked out of the club and walked all the way back to his house.

This is a single house with only fifty square meters, one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom.

The living room is extremely messy, which fits the status of a bachelor.

Ivan walked into the bedroom. The furnishings in the bedroom were very simple, except for a bed, there were pictures all over the wall.

Here are group photos of Hoffenheim's first-team players every season, as well as young players from each youth training session.

And in the center of the wall opposite the bed is a full poster-sized photo.

In the photo, fiery red confetti was flying, hundreds of flags were fluttering, and the excited and bloodshot faces of every fan could be seen clearly.

In this regard, Ivan stared at him for a long time, showing a happy smile.

Immediately, he squatted down, picked up the red plastic bucket from the ground, rubbed it for a while, and then carried it away.

Yes, tomorrow I will be fired.

But today he is still from Hoffenheim, and he still has to raise a reward for his "wife" to repair the lawn.

Ivan is still wandering the main road of Hoffenheim as always, asking for generous rewards from fans.

But I don't know if it is an illusion, the residents of Hoffenheim feel that Ivan is a little different today.

Compared to the preoccupied and dejected look of the past, Ivan today looks much brighter and more talkative.

"Mrs. Wendy, you are really a kind and beautiful lady. Of course, you are a heroic female fighter in the arena!"

Mrs. Wendy rolled her eyes angrily.

"Lawrence, you need to exercise more, if you don't want to be disqualified as a flag bearer. Now there are a group of young people cheering for Hoffenheim!"

Lawrence glared at the other party and said, "I want you to take care of it!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the beer in his hand and felt a little bored. He really felt that he couldn't keep up with the young man's rhythm.

Every time he waved the flag and shouted, he was the fastest to lose it.

Man, how can you say no!

Well... old men are men too!

"Old Dink, to be honest, your coffee is too bad, I hope you can change the recipe!"

Hearing this, Old Dink said angrily, "Return my 10 Euros."

"Impossible!" Ivan turned and ran.

Wandering on the street, Ivan received a lot of rewards, and today he returned with a full reward.

In the evening, he came to the 'Jurgen Stadium' carrying a red plastic bucket.

At this time, the first team players are undergoing final physical training.

In the sunset, players ran around the court one by one, and laughter came from time to time.

Ivan sat alone on the stand, watching this scene obsessively, and said softly: "Awesome!"

Before you know it, night falls.

The players also finished their day of training and left the stadium.

Ivan is the only one left in the entire Jurgen Stadium.

Ivan held up a red plastic bucket, and there was a sound of clanging coins in the bucket. He walked all the way to the center of the court and sat down cross-legged.

He put the red plastic bucket aside and stroked the new and soft lawn with his hands.

"Sorry, I couldn't let you wear such beautiful clothes before, but you have to believe me, I am deeply fascinated by you, and I love Hoffenheim deeply."

Under the bright moonlight, Ivan muttered to the empty stadium:

"This year, we've changed a lot, we've set many records here, we're half-time champions, we won the DFB-Pokal in an upset, I think you'll be happy with all of that."

The breeze blew, blowing Ivan's soft hair, as if the Jurgen Stadium was responding to him.

This made Ivan smile and said, "Yes, you are also very happy."

After a pause, Ivan said in a depressed mood, "I think I'm saying goodbye to you. We may not see you again for a while, but don't worry, I will definitely come back to see you."

"I made some mistakes and I have to pay for it."

call~~~~

Exhaled, Ivan did not kneel, leaned slightly, and kissed the court.

"When I come back, this place should get better... No, it will definitely get better!"

After finishing speaking, Ivan felt so much reluctance in his heart that he could only sigh.

"Goodbye! We will meet someday."

Ivan left, leaving a red plastic bucket in place.

The bucket was filled with coins and lay quietly on the spot.

The night was getting thicker and thicker, and in the supposedly quiet stadium, suddenly there was a crisp sound of coins colliding.

Jingle! Jingle!

The sound gradually faded away, and disappeared after a while.