From the Country Team To the Rich

Turkish Force is a team based in the capital Stuttgart, in the Turkish community.

Founded in 1985, this team was first composed of football-loving Turkish immigrants. As these Turkish immigrants gradually integrated into Germany, the team still uses this name, which also represents their longing for their homeland.

Turkish Forces changed their sporting director last year, and it was a romantic Frenchman.

But compared with the French gentleman, the sports director always showed a sense of superiority.

The Frenchman's name is Jason Louis. He used to play for Marseille, a strong French team. After retiring, he chose to be a head coach, but obviously he didn't have the talent in this area. The sports director of the team.

Under the leadership of Louis, Turkish Force completed the task of relegation last year, and is preparing to move up the standings this year.

And their opponent in the first round is the newly promoted Hoffenheim.

In the office, Louis is talking to his boss.

The boss of Turkish Force is a cloth merchant of Turkish origin.

"There will be a new round of the league soon, and the Turkish force this season cannot be relegated." The skinny Turkish boss said with a cigar between his fingers.

Regarding this, Louis said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's just a newly promoted family."

The Turkish boss glanced at Luiz and said with a smile; "Actually, Hoffenheim's sports director was also in our consideration last year."

Hearing this, Louis frowned slightly, and asked cautiously, "Is he also an applicant?"

"No no no!" The Turkish boss said with a smile: "We gave him an interview opportunity, but he didn't come."

Louis frowned and mocked: "I heard that he is a Chinese, what kind of football does he know!"

The Turkish boss nodded and said: "That's why we chose you. Although he has a good resume in other fields, he obviously doesn't understand football!"

"What we need is a sporting director who really understands the game, not a liar."

The Turkish boss showed a smile on his face.

Louis nodded and said in admiration, "Very correct choice."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Finally, the Turkish boss said: "We want to win this game, this beginning is very important to us."

"I understand!" Louis nodded; "I have read about their lineup, and I heard that they just sold their top scorer, and now Hoffenheim is an iron-headed tortoise, we can ravage it at will, and I promise to bring victory return."

The Turkish boss nodded with satisfaction: "Good luck."

Louis got up to bid farewell to the Turkish boss. After the boss left, he sat down again, took the information about Zhang Xian on the desktop, sneered, and threw it on the ground. Before leaving, he stepped on Zhang Xian's avatar.

 …

On Hoffenheim's side, Zhang Xian did not give an order to win.

It's just that he told Koch not to save face for the Turkish power, but to score as many goals as he can.

Koch felt a little confused about this instruction, but he didn't ask much.

It is estimated that the director has some grievances with that club.

Since it is about football grievances, then use football to determine the outcome.

The Hoffenheim club is stepping up training.

Now, they have escaped from the haze of defeat in the training match. It is precisely because of the failure that they understand the flaws of the lineup and think about how to improve it.

Starting on August 5th, Hoffenheim will sell tickets.

But what they didn't expect was that after only one hour after the tickets were released, the tickets for the opening match were all sold out, and the supply was in short supply.

After Hoffenheim was upgraded, the number of fans can be said to have doubled.

Now there are more than 6000 people.

There are as many as 3,000 fans who came to the scene to buy tickets, and the supply of only 1,000 tickets is obviously in short supply.

For this reason, Hoffenheim also thought about adding temporary stands again, but quickly gave up.

On the one hand, this is a temporary stand that the Football Association does not recognize. Once or twice may be fine, but if they continue to use this kind of temporary stand, they are likely to be reported and punished by the Football Association.

On the other hand, the temporary stands are not safe after all, and if there is a problem, all will be borne by Hoffenheim.

In order to earn some tickets, it is not allowed to disregard the comfort of the fans. This is a small loss.

The Hoffenheim fan growth curve clearly exceeded Zhang Xian's expectations.

In his opinion, it is necessary to reach the third level of Germany to have a scale of 10,000 stands, but the number has reached 6,000 just now, which makes Zhang Xian have to think about it.

There is a polarized situation within Hoffenheim.

The fans who bought tickets cheered happily, while the fans who failed to buy tickets looked frustrated.

"I told you to come and line up in the early morning!"

George said with a look of unhappiness.

This time, they failed to buy tickets. Obviously miss the home team's first opener.

Earlier, George thought about the shortage of Hoffenheim tickets. After all, this has already appeared since last season.

But Randy thinks it's unlikely, and the guy is lazy, which ends up disqualifying them from the first game.

"No way!" Randy sat on the ground, dejected.

He is very depressed now, and they lost the qualification to accompany the home team to win the first victory.

On the opposite side were the cheering fans who had successfully purchased tickets, while on Randy's side were a group of depressed fans.

Well, he needs to admit that they were disqualified from watching Game 1 due to his own laziness.

 …

On the other side, the first-team players walked towards the home court from the training ground.

During the period, they passed the ticket office.

Seeing the main force of Hoffenheim's first team, the Hoffenheim fans cheered up and immediately began to cheer.

"Grey, play football for me, I bought the ticket, I will keep an eye on you! Don't try to be lazy!"

"Bob, fuck the Turks!"

"Wei Rauch, I'm here to see you, come on, German genius!"

"Mario, show your blood and tell them what 'scissor feet' is."

"Azoko..."

"Silva..."

The Hoffenheim fans were extremely enthusiastic. They whistled, waved their arms towards the main players of the first team, and encouraged them loudly.

For this scene, the other Hoffenheim players have long been used to it, but Wei Rauch and Mario are a little surprised.

Looking at the crowded scene in front of them, they couldn't help but marvel at the hot football market in Hoffenheim.

But when they received enthusiastic cheers from the fans, they were also extremely excited.

"They all like you, why don't you respond?"

Gray came over suddenly and said to Wei Rauch who was silent.

Wei Rauch was taken aback, and said angrily, "Respond to what..."

After a pause, he said, "I will respond with a goal."

After speaking, Wei Rauch quickened his pace to keep up with the other team members.

Gray also smiled, and stuck to it again.

"Dude, teach me how to set the ball?"

"Don't teach!"

"why?"

"You are too stupid!"

"I'm not stupid, or... you can be patient."

"Too troublesome!"

"No trouble, I'm learning quickly, let's try it later, when you practice more, I'll go too."

"I...."

"Ok, deal!"

Gray is stalking Wei Rauch, and Zarno is stalking Mario.

Both were desperate to improve after being stimulated by Morsi's departure.

Yes, without saying it, but who wouldn't want to play at a higher level?

Morsi has already taken a step ahead. Starting this year, they can see Morsi on TV. The Bundesliga matches are broadcast in China by,

Morsi has taken a big step forward, and Gray and Zarno are not to be outdone.

Driven by the two, the Hoffenheim team frantically absorbed new skills, tactics and training like a sponge.

They believe that one day, they will also step on the high-level stage.