From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 564 The birth of a legend!

   "Get up! The game is not over yet!"

   "What are we sitting and doing, just two balls, it's not that we haven't fallen behind!"

   "What are you doing when you stand up!"

  Red Factory captain Brent yelled loudly, but no matter how loud his voice was, he couldn't wake up those teammates who had fallen into depression.

  The faces of the Red Factory players were dull and blank.

  They have made sufficient preparations for this Europa League final, but there is still no way to reverse the fact of defeat.

  Yes, the game is not over yet!

  The game has five minutes left.

   But they were behind the two goals, these two goals are like the sky.

  During the European war, the performance of the Red Factory will always be criticized and questioned. For this reason, many Premier League fans are ridiculing them as ‘swallow’.

  No matter how well they play in the league, it is a fact that their poor performance in the European station is a fact.

  This time is their closest to the European Championship, the most hopeful one to win the European Championship.

   But they are still not sure.

  They don’t know how many times they have experienced this feeling.

  The regret, heartache, and unwillingness from the very beginning have now gradually become numb and relieved.

  This is what the long-term failure brings them.

  Perhaps as the curse said, the Red Factory has no fate with the European War itself.

  No matter how well they play, there will always be some situations.

  They think they have worked very hard, but there are always some people and some teams blocking their way to win the championship.

  There is only one winner, and today belongs to Hoffenheim!

  On the sidelines, the old professor is no longer shouting.

  When he saw the third goal, he understood that the Red Factory had no chance.

  The European war trophy he has been pursuing tirelessly has still failed to win this year.

  He doesn't know how many years he still has, or how long he can coach the Red Factory.

  He hopes to give his career a perfect curtain call and give the Red Factory fans enough thoughts.

  But there may always be regrets in life.

  The old professor has a lot of regrets.

  He missed a lot of good players!

  I have done many wrong transactions!

  But these are not painful at this moment. Perhaps in his heart, this year is indeed the year he is closest to the European Championship.

  And this year’s failure may also make him feel uncomfortable.

So be it!

  The old professor bowed his head regretfully and returned to the coaching bench to sit down. He crossed his hands and looked at the next door indifferently.

   There was thunderous cheers and laughter.

  Looking at the young faces, the old professor showed a trace of envy.

  Envy their youth and envy their champion!

  It would be great if we win!

   But he knows that there are not so many ifs in life.

  Hoffenheim won the game, they are worthy of this championship.

five minutes!

  Say long is not long, short is not short.

  Hoffenheim made the final substitution, Leo went off and replaced with a defender.

  Steven hasn’t gone crazy yet, and he is still playing offense at this time.

  Now they are two goals ahead, the best and safest way to defend.

  A Steven who emphasized radicalism also became cautious at this moment.

  Hoffenheim fans roared in hysterics, and their slogans changed.

  ‘Defend! ’

  ‘Defend! ’

  ‘Defend! ’

  As long as they defend, as long as they defend those two goals, they are the Champions of the European Union.

  And the Hoffenheim players also understand that they are doing their best to drain all their physical energy to defend.

  Everyone is shouting and roaring.

  They are extremely nervous.

  They didn't dare to think about too many things, but the outline of the trophy faintly appeared in their minds. They knew that as time passed, the trophy would become clearer and clearer, and finally came to their hands.

  This is the UEFA Champions League!

  VIP room, smoky.

  Mark Van Dino coughed slightly. He doesn't smoke, so he didn't make the smoke either.

  The source of the smoke is Zhang Xian.

  The ashtray next to Zhang appeared was full, but he still smoked one by one.

  The Tai landslide was in front of him, and the general manager, who did not change his face, was also attracted by the game.

  European Union Champions!

  Hoffenheim's most important champion!

  These are enough!

  A little bit of time goes by.

  Two minutes left.

  The Red Factory began to bombard outside Hoffenheim’s penalty area, and they went crazy and wanted to score goals.

  But Hoffenheim's defense is like an iron barrel, and it doesn't allow them to take advantage of it at all.

  One minute left

  Red Factory goalkeeper Howard has rushed up, and 22 people on the field squeezed in halftime in Hoffenheim.

  The red factory players have red eyes. They want to put the ball into the **** goal, but they can’t.

  This makes them feel deeply powerless.

  Not long after, someone noticed that the referee had bowed his head and looked at the watch.

  This is very bad news for the Red Factory players.

  The pace of the Red Factory midfielder has slowed down, and he is about to give up.

  At this time, a roar came.

   "There is still a chance, pass it on!"

  Brent glared, the Red Factory player recovered and immediately sent the ball in with a big foot.

  Brent and Tydal are competing for the top.

  The two took off at the same time, and their expressions were extremely hideous.

   "Go away!! Don't get in the way of me!" Brent roared.

  Tydal did not flinch.

   "Don't even think about scoring goals!!!"

  The confrontation between the two was extremely fierce, but Brent suddenly raised his head in the air and rubbed the ball behind him.

  Tydal exclaimed in anger; "Last point!"

  The back point at this time is empty.

  The next second, a figure rushed over and stretched out his foot to gently pad it.

  The ball goes into the net.

  At the end of the game, the Red Factory scored a goal.

   "There is still a chance! There is still a chance! One goal short!"

  The English commentator shouted immediately.

  Immediately, he stared at the referee's position, and the opponent also signaled that the goal was valid.

  In the next second, Brent rushed to the goal to pick up the ball and retreat, and shouted as he withdrew; "Come back! Come back!"

  Midfield serve!

   Just after the red factory drove the ball, Hoffenheim launched a high-position press.

  In the case of both physical exhaustion, Hoffenheim almost squeezed out the last bit of strength in the press.

  Finally, Ranier staggered to grab the ball with Habur, who immediately kicked the ball out of bounds with a big foot and turned his head and roared.

   "Blow the whistle!!!"

  The whistle and roar appear simultaneously.

  This whistle is extremely long, like a natural sound.

  As soon as the whistle sounded, the 22 players on the scene slumped like mud.

  Only the high-pitched voice of the live commentary was left in the audience.

  "The game is over! The game is over! This is a wonderful final. After 90 minutes of fierce battle, the 2018/2019 UEFA Champions League finally appeared!"

   "It belongs to Hoffenheim from the Bundesliga. This team that is good at creating miracles once again created miracles."

   "They went from a rookie in the European war to the Champions League in the Europa League. It only took one season!"

  "This is a moment enough to re-enter the history of the European Union, and all this is done by Hoffenheim!"

  "Let us remember them, let us remember these crazy guys!"

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