From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 401 Half-time champion!

  "The game has entered the stoppage time period. When the referee blows the whistle, we will be able to determine the identity of the half-time champion!"

  At the commentary, Polly has stood up.

  Not only Polly, but also Hoffenheim fans in the stands and in the Rheinneca area who followed the game have stood up.

  They are all attentively looking at the constantly turning hands.

  They have never felt that time flies so slowly.

   Click!

   Click!

  Everyone stared at the hour hand intently, how they wished the game was over now.

  "Injury time is four minutes, and there are three minutes left, guys, come on!" Polly encouraged the players loudly, but kept staring at the clock on the opposite side.

  In the Koch stand, Lawrence and others are already shoulder to shoulder, and they sing the Hoffenheim team song loudly.

  ‘This is Hoffenheim! ’

  ‘No one knows us, but so what? ’

  ‘The glory finally belongs to Hoffenheim! ’

  ‘Inspire your fighting spirit with enthusiasm! ’

  ‘Ignite your blood with anger! ’

  ‘We have been here. ’

  ‘We have been watching you all the time. ’

  ‘Hoffenheim, fight! ’

  ‘Hoffenheim, fight! ’

  ‘Hoffenheim, fight! ’

  ‘Listen, the sharp whistle has sounded. ’

  ‘That’s the signal to charge! ’

  ‘Listen, the ancient war hymn has been played! ’

  ‘That’s the belief of Hoffenheim fans! ’

In the magnificent singing, Hoffenheim refused the Leipzig Matador's shots again and again. In the constant defense, the game time gradually ran out.

  Until the last minute, when the referee looked down at his watch.

  When the sharp whistle sounded, the entire Rheinneca Arena suddenly boiled.

  Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

  "Half champion! Half champion! This is definitely a historic moment. After 17 rounds of fierce battles, in the five major leagues, the top spot in the Bundesliga standings is"

   Polly flushed, and shouted in the loudest voice: "Hoffenheim Football Club!"

   "Yes! That's right! It's us! We are the half champions!"

   "We defeated the mighty Munich 1900, Leverkusen, Dortmund, and Shaq United. Among the powerful teams, we stood out and stood at the top of the top German league!"

  "This is the scenery we dream of, keep your eyes open! This is the top of Germany! This is the honor of the first place in the Bundesliga! Hahahahahaha!!!"

   Accompanied by Polly’s shout, the entire Rheinneca Arena has gone into madness.

  The fans jumped up, they hugged each other and celebrated together.

  They have the brightest and proud smiles on their faces.

  The team they support reaches the top of Germany!

  There are still a few days before Christmas, but they swear that this is the best Christmas gift!

  The major bars in the Rhine-Neckar region are also caught in a carnival.

  At the moment when the whistle sounded, a large number of fans rushed out of the bar and walked to the street.

  They held their arms high and waved vigorously.

  They sprayed the beer in their hands.

  Under the stimulation of alcohol, the atmosphere became more and more crazy.

  In the Arena of Rheinneca, the players have ran into the stands to celebrate with the fans.

  "Champion! Champion! Champion! Champion!!"

  Lawrence held Leo in his arms with strength from nowhere and raised it high.

The old Dink beside    shouted: "It's the half-time champion!"

  Mrs. Wendy dissatisfied: "The half-time champion is not the champion?"

  George and others were jumping around with other Hoffenheim players holding their shoulders.

  Golden confetti poured out of the sky to dye the entire sky golden.

  This is the club’s preparations, to play up the momentum for this victory.

  In the VIP room, Alfa Tim looked at the boiling stadium with a horizontal probe, and his eyes were filled with excitement at this time.

  Half champion!

  It really is!

  Who would have thought that as a newly promoted horse, in the first 17 rounds, Hoffenheim actually beat other Bundesliga teams and won the half-time championship in one fell swoop!

   Turn a country team into a Bundesliga championship team. Although it is a half-time champion, Alfa Tim still feels a kind of pride.

  Hoffenheim’s success once again proved his vision.

"Hey guy!"

  Alpha Tim turned his head and stretched out his palm, looking expectantly at Zhang Xian.

  Zhang Xian smiled slightly and got up, walked over, stretched out his right hand and swept over.

Snapped!

  Clear applause sounded, Alfa Tim, regardless of his image, turned around and laughed and shouted: "Hoffenheim! Long live! Hahahaha!!!"

  The dull German Football Association conference room.

  In this high-level meeting that determines the future of German football, there are always some discordant voices.

   咚咚咚咚咚咚咚咚咚!

  The rapid and long knocking on the table sounded. Although the sound was not loud, it was also distracting.

  But everyone present did not seem to have heard it, and they were still discussing some problems that needed to be solved.

  Jurgen Bauer was sitting in the main seat in a suit and leather shoes. The whole person was sitting a little slanted. The right leg protruding out of the table was trembling rapidly, and his right index finger was constantly tapping the table.

  The meeting has started for two hours.

  He hated this meeting.

  Why the key game in Hoffenheim is a meeting, so he can't watch the game.

  At this time, Jurgen Bauer stared at the clock, constantly speculating in his heart.

  ‘Is it time to end? ’

  ‘Did you win or tie? ’

  ‘I shouldn’t be able to lose, we are still pretty strong! ’

  Michelle looked at Jurgen Bauer helplessly, this guy really doesn't look like a chairman.

   Thinking of this, Michelle gave a dry cough.

  The football association official who made the report before stopped speaking, and everyone's eyes focused on Michel.

  Now Michelle is the Secretary-General of the Chairman’s Office.

  But everyone knows that compared to Jurgen Bauer, Michel, who has driven away Samer, is the real boss of the German Football Association.

   "Gentlemen, just received the news that the Bundesliga half-time league is over."

  Hearing this, the scene fell silent immediately.

  Even the rapid knock on the table disappeared.

  Michelle squinted at Jurgen Bauer, and saw this guy staring at him intently, more serious than ever.

  Under everyone’s attention, Michelle slowly said: “Hoffenheim 2:0 Leipzig Matador won the half-time championship, I think we need to encourage this kind of small team to play wonderfully!”

  The voice just fell, only heard a bang.

   Jurgen Bauer got up subconsciously, his little finger hit the leg of the table, and the painful tears almost fell out.

  But he stubbornly held on, supported the tabletop with one hand, turned slowly, his body arched slightly, his whole body was shaking, not knowing whether it was agitated or too painful.

  "Berlin Capital Sports News" reported the first time, this shocking news:

  "German half champion! They are from the country and their name is Hoffenheim! 》

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