From the Country Team To the Rich

The 'Jurgen-Stadion' was crowded with people, and Hoffenheim fans showed great enthusiasm for this upgrade to win the championship.

Under the illuminated lights, the entire stadium was like daytime, the fans cheered one after another, and flags waved and fluttered all over the sky.

The atmosphere at home is extremely strong.

And under the fence on the side of the home court, two small figures ran over sneakily.

Two little ones, a large number of the same everywhere, after finding no one, they bent back and forth, and were about to enter the court through the dog hole.

"Rane, you will be scolded!"

Walking into the stadium, Little Leo said with a look of fear.

Ranier is his best partner in the youth training. Since he is a Portuguese-German dual nationality, and the language is similar, the two are closer.

Ranie was a white boy, and with a reputation for daring and bravery, a real wild child.

This time, he instigated little Leo to sneak into the stadium to watch the game together.

Hearing what Little Leo said, Ranier waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, no one will report us. The uncles and aunts in Hoffenheim are very kind. Besides, you don't want to watch this game? This is a battle to win the championship Hey!"

Little Leo hesitated for a while, then nodded fiercely and said, "I want to see it!"

"What are you waiting for..."

The two little guys sneaked towards the stands from a shadowy area with their waists bent. After climbing up the stands from the side, they were discovered.

"Hey, Ranier, are you at the game again?"

"Aren't you afraid of being spanked by your father?"

"I remember last time, little Ranie was beaten and cried..."

In the stands, the Hoffenheim fans looked at the two little guys without any surprises, laughing and teasing Ranier.

In this regard, Ranie's face flushed red, and she retorted, "I didn't cry, a man wouldn't cry!"

Hearing this, the fans laughed even more happily.

After laughing, they saw little Leo beside Ranie.

"Little Leo is here too?"

For Leo, Hoffenheim fans are no strangers.

Hoffenheim was too young, and the news about the little gold-swallowing beast brought by Zhang Xian from Brazil quickly spread in the village.

Many people have watched little Leo play football, and I have to say that they quickly fell in love with this gorgeous kid.

Of course, some people ridiculed that Leo was the illegitimate son raised by Zhang Xian in the club. Leo didn't seem to be angry about this, nor did he refute it.

"Uncle Lawrence!"

Little Leo stepped forward and greeted him politely.

Lawrence couldn't help but patted Little Leo's head, and joked with a smile; "If Zhang finds out, you will be miserable."

Although Little Leo didn't understand much, he understood the general meaning and couldn't help showing a look of fear.

I saw that Ball on the side said dissatisfiedly: "Hey! Lawrence, don't scare the children."

After finishing speaking, Bauer stepped forward, patted little Leo on the shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

After finishing speaking, he was afraid that the little guy would not understand, so he pointed in the direction of the rostrum, pressed his thumb down, and finally pointed at himself with pride, giving a proud thumbs up.

[I am older than him! 】

Little Leo knew that the person in front of him was the chairman of the club. This remark not only made him feel a little warm, he nodded fiercely and said:

"Thank you, Uncle Ball!"

"Hey! Hey!" Bauer said with a satisfied face.

The place where the two little ones came was the south stand, which is also the most lively stand.

This is the position directly behind the goal. When occupying this half, they will boo the opponent, and at the same time they can see the scene of their own players scoring more clearly.

When Hoffenheim occupy this half, they will sing to encourage the home team players.

After finally sneaking into the stands, the two little guys stood in front of the railing,

Looking at the expanded stands and a large number of fans, I was excited.

Ranie excitedly said: "There are a lot of people!"

Lawrence nodded while carrying the flag, "After all, it's a battle to win the championship. As a Hoffenheim fan, no one wants to miss it."

At this time, someone said: "But having said that, I heard that Horn is in good condition recently, just in case..."

"There is no chance! Hoffenheim can't lose!" Lawrence, Ball and others turned their heads and said viciously.

The little guy Ranie also yelled loudly: "That's right! We can't lose!"

Listening to everyone's verbal criticism, the fan who spoke out before said aggrievedly: "I didn't say I would lose, but we also have to be very careful."

As soon as the words fell, they heard a harsh movement from the horn.

The atmosphere in the originally loose South Stand suddenly changed. Everyone stood up and took out the flags in their hands with a swish.

Ranie excitedly said: "Is it going to start? Is it going to start?"

Little Leo also turned his head excitedly, his little face full of anticipation.

The voice of the live commentator Korver came from the speakers in the dome.

"This is the 36th round of the 2009/2010 German Seventh Division League. This is Hoffenheim's home stadium, the Jürgen Stadium!"

"I think you all understand the meaning of this game!"

In every stand, Hoffenheim fans looked solemn.

Yes, this is an upgrade battle, this is a championship battle!

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In the loudspeaker, Korver suddenly shouted: "Use your loudest voice, tell everyone that this is Jurgen Stadium!"

Hoffenheim! !

Hoffenheim! !

Hoffenheim! !

The crowd boiled instantly.

Lawrence roared at the top of his lungs.

Ball stepped on the railing, waving the flag in his hand frantically, with a look of fanaticism on his face.

Randy and the others even organized the crowd, making loud noises toward the stadium.

The sound waves swept across the entire stadium like a wave, breaking the tranquility of the countryside, and the cheers went straight to the sky.

They understand the meaning of this game too well.

They want to go to the professional league, they want to go to a higher stage, so they have to win every game, all the games.

And this is just the beginning....

In the crowd, Ranier was so excited that he couldn't help himself. The little guy loved Hoffenheim now. He looked at the stadium with piercing eyes. He vowed that one day in a few years, he must set foot on that stadium.

Little Leo's face was also flushed, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, but even so he couldn't calm the turmoil in his heart.

From Brazil to Germany, little Leo was also confused.

But Ah quickly adapted to everything in Hoffenheim.

Yes, the people here are nice.

Zhang Xian with a cold face and a warm heart.

Fiery Lawrence.

Ball, who always encourages himself.

Mrs. Wendy who gives you snacks every day.

And the friends he met here.

In just two months, he has fully integrated into the Hoffenheim environment, where he feels the warmth of home.

After waves of cheers, Korver's voice came again from the speakers in the dome.

"For both sides of the game, this is a crucial battle. Hoffenheim wants to upgrade + win the championship, and Horn Club also wants to upgrade, but there can only be one winner."

"In the face of challenges, we will not be afraid, we are Hoffenheim, we have suffered enough, now is our time to eat honey."

"Also because we have encountered too much suffering, we understand how precious opportunities are."

"We will not let go, we are here to take three points and win the guarantee of promotion!"

"No matter who... no matter how powerful the enemy is, we will not take a step back."

"We march forward bravely, and we never back down!"

"We are Hoffenheim! We are right here... Whoever it is, let it be!"

After Korver's words, the entire stadium was furious.

The fans and even the players in the locker room were greatly encouraged.

On the rostrum, Zhang Xian looked at the scene with a smile, and told Mary beside him, "That's right, prepare a bonus for Korver."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xian stood up and apologized to the sports director of Horn Club, saying, "I'm sorry!"

Immediately, Zhang Xian picked up the bulging travel bag and left.

He went straight to the players' locker room on the first floor.

Hearing Koch mobilizing before the game from the door, Zhang Xian did not rush in, but waited for Koch to finish his speech before opening the door and walking in.

Walking into the locker room, Hoffenheim's players are ready to go.

They watched the director come in surprise, not knowing why.

Facing the doubtful eyes of the crowd, Zhang Xian still maintained a calm expression. He walked to the middle of the crowd, and Koch took the initiative to give up his position.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Xian opened the travel bag and shook.

Stacks of cash poured down, watching the brand new banknotes piling up on the ground, the players stared wide-eyed one by one.

Gudong!

The players swallowed

How much does it cost?

Looking at everyone's greedy expressions, Zhang Xian smiled secretly, and said loudly: "This is what I promised you! I put the money here, and win this game! These all belong to you!"

All for us?

The Hoffenheim players looked at each other, and then they remembered that there are bonuses for upgrading and winning the championship.

Twenty thousand euros per person!

God, praise the director!

"Win the game!"

Duran Ball shouted violently!

Others joined in,

Take down the game!

Take down the game!

champion! !

We want champions! !

The players blushed one by one, staring at the banknotes pushed into the mountain under their feet, roaring with excitement.

Zhang Xian watched this scene with a smile.

Zhang Xian tried this trick repeatedly.

Compared with the funds put into the account, directly putting the present in front of the players, under the kind of stimulation that is at your fingertips, can always explode with huge energy.

Head coach David Koch also shook his head helplessly.

His pre-war mobilization was not as good as the temptation of cash. Yes, how many people don't love money?

This game, Hoffenheim, must win!