From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 228 Battle against the Hornet

  Ivan stood in the crowd, his expression was extremely wonderful.

  Shock, joy, regret, excitement and other emotions are mixed together.

   Zhang Xian's answer along the way made him extremely shocked.

  If he can, he really wants to take a good look back at what Hoffenheim has gone through over the years.

  When he left, Hoffenheim was only a seventh-level small team.

  They do not have a training base, lack of basic equipment, the club’s finances are not ample, and the home court is even more tattered.

   But now?

  Now Hoffenheim can be described as rich and powerful.

  Qatar Fund settled in Hoffenheim and became their biggest backer.

In the future, Hoffenheim does not need to worry about money.

  Loan 20 million euros to build a training base.

   Sonar Youth Training has completed the formation of each echelon, and is constantly sending fresh blood to the first team.

  Jian and Button are the representatives.

  The most important thing is that Hoffenheim’s crowds have increased, too much.

  In the previous home game of Hoffenheim, with an attendance of 500, Ivan would be grateful.

   But now?

  After Hoffenheim moved into the Filzmo Stadium, the seats were filled with 15,000 seats!

  That's 15,000 people!

  All these people are fans of Hoffenheim, all of them their own.

  They were in the stands, cheering for Hoffenheim together, and watched wonderful matches together.

  This is something Ivan dreamed of.

  Now, three years later, Hoffenheim has actually achieved it.

  Looking at the Hoffenheim fans standing on both sides of the road, Ivan felt a little choked.

  Suddenly, there was a high-pitched voice in the distance.

  A wild breath spread from the end of the highway.

  The quiet fans boiled like boiling water.

  "Go ahead! Hoffenheim!!——"

   "Show Dortmund a little bit of color!"

  "How are the Bundesliga teams? Flip them!!"

  "This is our home court, we will always cheer for you!"

  "Victory will eventually belong to Hoffenheim!!"

  The crowd boiled instantly.

   Fierce applause and cheers like a tide of anger rushed from a distance like a tide.

  And accompanied by cheers and shouts.

  A huge convoy also appeared at the end of the road.

  When the black and red bus with the Hoffenheim team logo came into view, the cheers of the fans rose again.

  Everyone is cheering with emotion.

  Ivan stood in the crowd blankly. He looked at the excited expressions of the fans, listened to their fanatical cheers, and felt the strings in his heart slammed.

  That's right!

  That’s how it feels!

  That's what he wants!

  The Hoffenheim bus and the team roared past Ivan.

The cheers of the people around    also reached a climax.

  At this time, Ivan seemed to be crazy, holding his hands high, and rushing to the road.

  He looked at the Hoffenheim bus enthusiastically and shouted again and again.

  Hoffenheim! ! Long live! !

  Hoffenheim! ! Long live! !

  Hoffenheim! ! Long live! !

  Led by Ivan, the long live tide filled with waves, until the Hoffenheim bus disappeared in front of my eyes.

  Ivan is still watching the direction where the bus disappeared.

  At this time, Zhang Xian’s finished cigarette was still on the ground. After stepping it out with his foot, he opened the car door and took out the red plastic bucket from the inside.

  Finally, he patted Ivan on the shoulder. After the opponent turned around, Zhang Xian directly stuffed the red plastic bucket into the opponent's arms and patted the roof of the car immediately.

  "Get in the car, let's go to the home court!"

  After returning to Fieldsmore Stadium, Zhang Xian gave Ivan a ticket to the Koch stand, and then directly entered the podium through the VIP channel.

  At the rostrum, Sir Alex and a middle-aged man about 50 years old are already sitting there.

   Seeing Zhang Xian walking in, the middle-aged man got up and stretched out his hand, saying, "Hello, Director Zhang."

  Zhang Xian also smiled and walked over, and the two shook hands; "Mr. Zuo Lun, welcome to Fieldsmore Stadium."

  The two chatted for a while, Zhang Xian walked towards Sir Alex and smiled; "Jazz?"

  Sir Alex glanced at Zhang Xian and gave a cold snort.

   is obviously a little angry.

  Dortmund’s general manager, Michael Zorlen, appeared here, there is nothing tricky here, Sir Alex can’t believe it.

  After three people are seated.

  Zhang is now sitting in the middle, and he sees a banner in the Koch stand that says, ‘Welcome home, Morsi! ’.

  At the same time, he was also in the left half of the court and saw Morsi wearing the yellow No. 9 jersey.

  Michael Zuolen took the lead and said; "Mursi comes from Hoffenheim, you have cultivated an outstanding player!"

  Zhang Xian smiled and said, "Thank you very much for your affirmation, but there are better players in the Hoffenheim team."

  "For example, Ji An?" Michael Zuolun raised his eyebrows.

  Zhang now smiles without saying a word.

  And Sir Alex, who was on the side, did twitch his eyes a few times.

  This kid is definitely putting eye drops on himself.

  Because Trafford did not raise prices, he found a competitor, Michael Zuolun.

  Hoffenheim and Dortmund, because of the relationship between Morsi, can be regarded as having some kind of bond.

  If Ji'an's performance is good enough, Michael Zuolun doesn't mind taking Ji'an to Dortmund.

  And this development will increase the difficulty of transferring to Trafford.

  It can be said that Zhang Xian is forcing Trafford to increase the price.

  After all, there is a preferential transfer clause between them. Under the same conditions, Ji An will be closer to Trafford.

  If it wasn't for Sir Alex who wanted Zhang Xianlai to work for the future Trafford, he would definitely teach this greedy kid hard.

  Also, Sir Alex is really optimistic about Ji'an's future.

boom! !

  Sir Alex slammed his cane towards the ground, muffled: "4 million euros!"

   Hearing this, Zhang Xian smiled slightly and turned to look at Michael Zuolun.

  I only saw the latter looking indifferent with his eyes and his nose, his nose and heart.

   Zhang Xian said; "Jazz, let's watch the game first."

  Sir Alex snorted coldly.

  He has a new understanding of Zhang Xian's insatiable greed.

  After the warm-up session is over, players from both sides line up in the player channel.

  Mursi greeted every Hoffenheim player with a high-five.

  But everyone did not perform too much. Although the relationship off the court is very good, they are opponents after all.

  Gray was the last to walk out of the dressing room. When he passed by Morsi, he hammered Morsi in the chest and said, "Don't be kicked and cry by me!"

  Mursi rubbed his chest and grinned: "I won't let the water go!"

  Grey turned his head and gave a cold snort, and walked straight to the front position.

  Morsey looked at Gray, continued to rub his chest, and muttered; "Gray this guy is completely like Captain Bob!"

  At the same time, German TV One, the German Cup relay channel.

  Two commentators are also in place.

  "This is the quarter-finals of the 2012/2013 German Cup, Hoffenheim VS Dortmund!"

   "In this game, many outsiders are not optimistic about Hoffenheim. After all, compared to Dortmund, they still have a huge hard power gap."

   "Even if Dortmund can't fight with all the main forces, this gap still exists!"

  The commentator Willis just finished speaking, and Polly, who had been holding back for a long time, immediately answered:

  "I disagree with this point of view. The outcome of football cannot be predicted, especially on the German Cup stage. Examples of weak teams standing strong are everywhere. We cannot deny that Hoffenheim has a chance to beat Dortmund!"

   "As far as the director of Hoffenheim said, a weak team is not necessarily a loser. The game has not yet started, and it is still unknown who loses and who wins!"

   "I look forward to Hoffenheim's victory, and a country team will reach the semi-finals of the German Cup. I believe this news will hit Europe!"

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