From the Country Team To the Rich

On January 15, 2010, the German seventh-level league restarted.

In the 18th round, Hoffenheim welcomed the game against 'SC Villa' at home.

The SC Villa team is in the middle and lower reaches of the German seventh-tier league, so it is not considered a strong team.

Since the second half of the season will face the imposing Hoffenheim at the beginning of the season, they naturally feel Alexander.

Inside the SC Villa bus, the boys are also discussing the game against Hoffenheim.

"You say, can we win?"

"Want to eat farts! That's Hoffenheim. These guys have killed the entire first half of the season."

"Morsi is a monster. I have no confidence in playing against them."

"Did you guys see the Hoffenheim opening show on TV? They were so cool!"

"I watched it! I watched it! In the German Cup, the football atmosphere there was really explosive!"

"That's their home stadium, we'll definitely get booed if we go!"

""Wanderer" evaluated the "Jurgen Stadium" as a low-level hell home in the last devil's stadium ranking. I'm afraid that I will be booed by them when the time comes."

"What are you afraid of? They are all seventh-level teams. If he dares to touch me, I will beat him!"

Hearing this, the little friend on the side said quietly: "If you have the ability, you can tell this to Lalique from Hoffenheim. I heard that he likes men, and he likes to touch people's buttocks when he plays football."

hiss! ! ! !

Everyone gasped.

just forget it!

Playing with this kind of team is simply terrible!

The head coach of SC Villa listened to the whispers of the crowd in front, and felt quite helpless.

After the first half of the season, Hoffenheim has become synonymous with the devil in the seventh-tier league.

These guys only lost two games in the first 17 rounds, and this was only lost when they were injured. Once the main lineup is full, they will really do whatever they want in the seventh-tier league.

The head coach of SC Villa feels that he is very unlucky. How to meet this team when the season restarts is simply terrible.

Today, Hoffenheim is a genuine star team in the seventh tier, and no one wants to run into them.

He couldn't figure it out. Hoffenheim, who was still struggling to relegation last year, exploded with huge energy this year, heading all the way to upgrade.

It can only be said that this is an amazing team.

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On the other hand, Hoffenheim is also intensively preparing for the first round of the second half of the season.

Their goal is to upgrade + win the championship, so for them, a good start is very important.

Bialdini is also looking forward to it.

Tomorrow is his first European game.

In the big list just released, Biartini was selected, which is a big surprise for him.

In Bialdini's view, he would have to train for a period of time before entering the squad, but he didn't expect happiness to come so quickly.

But in anticipation, Biartini was also secretly nervous.

He doesn't know if the head coach will send him to play, but he has to be in the best condition at all times, what if... he can really play?

Snapped!

Bialdini was patted on the shoulder, and Morsi stopped him with a smile and said, "Dude, what are you thinking?"

"Expect... looking forward to, tight... tense."

After half a month of surprise study, Bialdini was able to speak some simple German.

In this regard, Morsi smiled and said; "Don't be nervous, with me, I will score."

After speaking, he was afraid that Biartini would not understand, so he shot again,

Seeing this action, Bialdini's eyes lit up, and he said quickly, "Thank you!"

He thought Morsi was encouraging himself to make his debut,

And score a goal.

The next day, at four o'clock in the afternoon, the teams from both sides had assembled in the player tunnel, ready to go on stage.

Bialdini and Gyan were on the bench, and the translator was also wearing the coach's clothes, standing behind them.

At this time, the 'Jurgen Stadium' was full of seats.

Just like the attendance rate in the first half of the season, 1,000 seats could not satisfy the enthusiastic fans at all, and some fans could only stand outside the stadium and watch the game through the gaps in the mesh fence.

The entire arena was dyed blue and white, and fans from various villages gathered together again.

Their hearts are full of fire, and finally survived the damn winter break, and they can finally watch the ball in the stadium.

Looking at this scene, Bialdini was also excited.

The football market in South Africa is not so good, and there are not many people in the stadiums of the third-level league.

Not to mention the so-called die-hard fans, he feels that the football atmosphere here is great.

Just as Bialdini was looking at the stands curiously, Jian beside him said excitedly: "It's about to start! It's about to start!"

Bialdini asked in confusion, "Start what?"

After the translation, Ji An laughed and said: "Hoffenheim's hot opening show."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the ground proudly, and said, "This is the 'Jurgen Stadium', which is called by the media the home of hell among the low-level arenas!"

After translating the dictation, Bialdini looked surprised.

At this time, the high-pitched voice of the on-site commentator Korver came from the surrounding speakers.

"Gentlemen and ladies, let me hear your voices!"

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

The Hoffenheim fans jumped up and cheered like crazy.

"After a month's rest, the German seventh-tier league restarts. We will play against SC Villa at home. Welcome them with your loudest voice!"

This time, the sound was significantly louder than before.

Hush! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

"Hahahahaha, that's right, that's it, boo them!" Ji An excitedly clapped his hands.

Biartini shrank his neck in fear, but soon he was puzzled.

What am I afraid of, I am also from Hoffenheim!

"Okay, I believe SC Villa have fully felt your enthusiasm, now..."

Korver's voice suddenly raised.

He stood on the commentary stand, pointed his finger at one place, and said loudly: "East Stand!!!—"

Swish! ! ! ! ! !

More than 200 fans in the East Stand raised their boards together to form the words 'HOF'.

At the same time, a huge TIFU was slowly pulled up from bottom to top.

Ji An excitedly shook Biartini and said: "Come! Come! This is the first time I've seen it up close, it's amazing!"

Bialdini didn't move, he was dumbfounded.

"West Stand!!!—"

A huge banner appeared in the west stand.

‘Our whole village has come to watch you play football! '

Finally, the Korver commentator took a deep breath and said loudly; "South Stand, let me hear your voices!"

Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho! ! !

Amidst the deafening roar, fiery red confetti fell from the sky.

Hundreds of flags were billowing in the flames.

At this moment, the passion on the scene was suddenly ignited.

Korver continued to shout: "Who are we?!"

Hoffenheim! !

Hoffenheim! !

Hoffenheim! !

"Why did we come here!"

victory! !

victory! !

victory! !

"Now! Prepare!"

fighting! !

fighting! !

fighting! !

The fans at the scene shouted frantically, their voices pierced through the sky and made the ground tremble.

On the bench, the old players were still panting.

A rookie like Ji An has rushed out excitedly, waving his arms and shouting together.

At this moment, their hearts are connected to each other, fighting for victory.

Biartini was shaking all over.

His teeth chattered.

His heart was pounding like it was about to explode.

He stared closely at the scene in front of him, he felt a kind of scalp full of shock.

He couldn't wait to play, to gain the approval of these people, to hear them shout his name loudly.

Yes, at this moment, he was deeply infatuated with this place.