From the Country Team To the Rich

The latest website: Hoffenheim stayed at a hotel in the center of Baku, from where you can see the landmark 'Flame Tower'.

This is a triangular flame-shaped building, which belongs to the local landmark building.

You can just see this from the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows.

But for the Hoffenheim players, what attracted them more was the scene downstairs.

"Wow! Look, there are so many people!"

Ranie was almost lying on the window, overlooking the lively scene downstairs from above.

The entire hotel has been surrounded by dense crowds of Hoffenheim fans, who are wearing uniforms and shouting unified slogans.

And in front of them are the media from all over the world, which is so dense and moving when viewed from above.

Ranier felt extremely excited when he thought that these people were all paying attention to the next final.

In fact, it's not just Ragne, little guys like Leo, Huber, and Piani are in the same mood.

For these young players, they have never seen this kind of battle, so they are naturally full of curiosity and emotion.

On the other hand, for a player like Ibstruy who is used to big scenes, these are trivial matters.

"It's just the final of the Europa League. If it's the final of the Champions League, it will be much more lively than this." Ibstroui laughed.

Ranier immediately turned his head, his eyes seemed to be shining, and said, "Will there be so many reporters in the Champions League final?"

"It's just going to be more than that, and there's going to be more police, you know, the Champions League has more impact than any other kind of competition."

"Police? Are they here to maintain order?" Ranie was like a curious baby.

Ibstrui nodded and said: "There are tasks in this area, but there is also the work of escorting the Champions League team to the match venue."

"Police escort?" Ranier nodded. Once, Sinsheim City Hall dispatched a police ride to Hoffenheim.

Ibstroui seemed to understand what the other party was thinking, and said with a smile; "It's not just a policeman,

According to the situation in 2007, three police cavalry and two police cars were dispatched at that time. And 10 years later, it was changed to three police cars and five police rides! "

Ranie widened her eyes and said, "It's so cool!"

Leo, Huber and others on the side also looked expectant.

For these young players, there is nothing more attractive than the Champions League and the cool enough pomp.

Seeing this scene, Ibstruij suddenly wanted to tease these little guys, and couldn't help saying, "Do you want to go to the Champions League?"

"Of course!" Ranier said.

"Then win this game!" Ibstroui smiled slyly and bewitched; "If we win the game, we can go to the Champions League!"

Unexpectedly, Ranie said with an almost certain face; "We will win!"

The confidence in his tone made Ibstruij stunned.

He turned his head to look at Leo, Harbour, and Piani on the other side, and found that these three little devils also had the same expressions.

It seems like he can definitely win this game.

please! The opponent is Red Factory!

Although today's Red Factory is not as brilliant as it used to be, the skinny camel is still bigger than the horse.

But these little guys have no fear at all, and their faces are full of inexplicable confidence.

But it was also at this moment that Ibstrui suddenly felt in a trance.

This kind of expression, this kind of demeanor, he... once had it too.

That was Ibstruj in the Swedish period, that was the former high-spirited Swedish emperor who had not yet come to the five major leagues.

So did he.

Confident, brave and decisive.

He is not afraid of any opponent, and the self-confidence that comes from his heart makes him proud enough.

But he didn't know where to start, and he gradually forgot this feeling.

"It's...a nostalgic expression." Ibstrui suddenly became a little depressed.

Every time he sees these young people, he always falls into inexplicable sadness.

These guys are always reminding him that he's getting old.

Snapped!

I felt a tap on the shoulder.

Ibstroui turned his head and looked over, and found Gray standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.

"Yo! Old captain!"

Ibstrui quickly changed his mood and joked.

Although Gray is still the first captain of Hoffenheim, many people call Gray the old captain after the club has acquiesced that Tedal is the heir to the captain.

Of course, this is not ridicule, but respect.

For Hoffenheim, everything is hard-won now.

Today's players can have such a competitive environment, which is all thanks to the efforts of Gray's generation of players to climb up.

From a certain point of view, it is Gray's generation that has made Hoffenheim what it is today.

"I thought you were going to retire with Morsi," Ibstruij joked.

Gray smiled, shook his head and said, "I still have things to do, and I won't retire."

Ibstrui raised his eyebrows; "Champions League?"

Gray nodded slightly, and said, "That's right, you promised me that you would take me to have a look."

Ibstroui grinned; "This may also be a joke."

"Yes, it may be a joke. I know that this can't be achieved by one person's efforts, but..." Gray turned his head to look at Leo and the others who were still lying on the window and yelling, and said: "We And them, no?"

Ibstroui nodded slightly and said; "I have to admit that although they haven't grown up yet, they are good teammates."

"Just good?" Gray asked with a smile.

Ibstrui raised his eyebrows and said, "This is the best move for them. You know, I don't like to praise anyone except myself."

The two couldn't help laughing at each other.

After laughing for a while, Gray calmed down a little, and said, "The Red Factory is here too, but the old professor let it go, they want to win this season's Europa League."

"Red Factory is best at talking big, and you know that." Ibstruij shrugged.

"But this time it's different." Gray pursed his lips; "The midfielder in the Red Factory, that Spanish kid is very difficult to deal with."

After the departure of Ludi Mode, the Red Factory quickly promoted a midfielder in the second team.

A 21-year-old youth named Francis Fati won the Premier League Best Newcomer Award for his outstanding performance in just his first season.

This season has perfectly handed over Ludimod's position and become the new core of the Red Factory.

This person is a bit too demonic, not only has dribbling, passing and overall situation view, but also has good physical confrontation ability.

This is an opponent worth the headache.

Stinger, Ibstroui suddenly smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? Speaking of little demons, we have more here."

As he said that, he pouted towards the window and said, "Those four, one of them alone is enough for a wealthy family to focus on training, but we have four, and the young people will let the young people fight against them. I am looking forward to this method." The showdown between Tee and Harble!"

Hearing this, Gray's eyes lit up.

That's right, your little demon is indeed very powerful.

But...who isn't a little demon yet?