From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 569 Why is there no news?

  "European Union Historical Moment! From rookie to champion! 》

   "They are called Hoffenheim, a legendary club! 》

  "Country Champion! You can never imagine the ending! 》

  The whole of Europe is occupied by the news of Hoffenheim's victory, no matter which country it is in, it is propagating news related to Hoffenheim.

  And those fans who are unfamiliar with Hoffenheim also go back to search to find out, so the understanding can't stop.

  Whether it is the ‘10-year upgrade journey’, the ‘Bundesliga BIG5’, the ‘King of the Europa League’, the ‘European Arsenal’, etc., all these make them feel astounded.

  They couldn’t understand how a small country club accomplished this transformation in ten years.

  At the same time, their hearts were also touched.

  It can be said that Europe is now raging under the poisonous chicken soup called ‘Hoffenheim’.

  For example, ‘a country team can win the championship, why do you give up? "This kind of poisonous chicken soup is extremely popular.

  In Germany, Hoffenheim has also become a new target chosen by many young players.

  After all, compared to other established players, Hoffenheim is a brand new team and is willing to give young players opportunities.

  Look at the winning lineup this time, basically composed of young people.

  The four best performers are only 20 years old.

   The 20-year-old Europa League champion, this is simply not too envious.

  It can be said that Leo and others have become the target of most young people in Germany.

  Portugal, Porto city.

  In an apartment, Alfred walked back and forth anxiously.

  This season's Porto Sporting became the Champions League third place, which made many Porto players and coaches popular.

  For example, their head coach has gone to Stanford to coach, and Christopher’s departure also indicates that the Porto Sporting team is about to fall apart.

Sure enough, the three main attackers completed their transfers and left, and then the goalkeeper was poached by the Madrid King.

  Alfred, as the core of the team's midfielder, has been paid attention to by many clubs some time ago, but he still wants to follow Christopher's footsteps and move to Stanford.

  But ten days have passed, but news about his transfer has never appeared.

  There was no news from Christopher, which made Alfred extremely flustered.

  He has refused invitations from many clubs and wants to join Stanford.

  The current situation makes him feel extremely scared, and the other party does not seem to want himself.

  Crack!

  The sound of door opening sounded.

  Alfred rushed to the door, and he saw the agent Les, who was sweating profusely.

  Alfred ignored these and asked anxiously: "How is it? Any news?"

  Les wiped his sweat and waved his hand: "It's complicated, let me drink first."

   Back to the living room, Les drank the water, and then greeted Alfred to sit down and said; "There is still no news from Stanford, but Christopher has already contacted."

   "What did the coach say?" Alfred asked with bright eyes.

  Less looked at what the other person was expecting, opened his mouth, and said helplessly; "Harrios, I hope you can be mentally prepared. Christopher feels that there is a high probability that you will not be able to go to Stanford."

  Alfred was taken aback, his face flushed immediately, and he asked; "They think I am not qualified to join?"

   "No, no, no!" Les waved his hand; "They admire you very much, but now Stanford doesn't have your place. Do you want to compete with that Norwegian in midfield?"

  Alfred pursed his lips and said; "I admit that Alan is great, but I have confidence in myself."

"But you can't waste time. You have to know that you are in the grade you are raising the ball." Les said politely; "You don't get the attention of the app at Stanford. You need to compete for the starting position, but now your most important thing is to play. Going to the game, high-quality game after game, this is the key."

   "I believe you will go to the club you yearn for one day, but now you need to improve yourself. For this reason, you have to choose a club that is more suitable for you instead of following Christopher."

  Alfred opened his mouth and suddenly became discouraged; "Coach... does that mean?"

"Christopher is already working hard. He even had a big fight with the club for you. Although I don't know why he suddenly compromised, he did say that Stanford is not a good choice for you." Suddenly, Rice added; "But Christopher said that he will be waiting for you at Stanford."

  Alfred sighed long and said; "But the problem now is that I have rejected all clubs and no one has offered me an offer."

   "Why not!" Les said.

  Alfred smiled bitterly: "Do you want me to go to those teams that can't play in the Champions League?"

   "It's impossible." Les shook his head; "You must go to the UEFA Champions League team, at least to be competitive in the league."

   "So?" Alfred said; "Do I have a good choice?"

   "Of course!" Les smiled and took out a quotation from his briefcase, and said: "This is the quotation just received by the club. It is very sincere and treats you very well."

  Alfred took the information, glanced briefly, and said in surprise; "Hoffenheim?"

   "Yes!" Les laughed; "The club that has been very popular recently."

  Alfred glanced through it briefly and said; "There is no problem with the contract, but is it really possible?"

   "What are you worried about?" Les asked.

  Alfred did not speak, but the latter continued; "Do you think Hoffenheim is a new type of team that is prone to season crashes?"

  Alfred still did not say, but nodded slightly.

  In response, Les smiled and said: "Have you never seen them play football?"

  Alfred continued to nod.

  Speaking, Les took out his phone, found a Hoffenheim game and handed it over.

  Just a glance, Alfred looked in.

  The smooth and silky passing control, the bold and resolute offensive posture, and the vigorous tactical arrangement all deeply attracted Alfred.

  Although playing very well under Christopher, Alfred still likes to attack.

  Even if Christopher repeatedly emphasized to keep him steady, he still likes to pass forward.

  He felt that some of his characteristics were restricted under Christopher's hand, but when he saw the game, he completely let go.

  Yes, he is waiting for this kind of game, this kind of offensive posture.

  There were only two people he watched the whole time.

  A number 6!

  A number 8!

   are all midfielders, and from the immature face, it can be seen that he is not old, and their tacit cooperation and offensive attitude deeply attracted him.

  There is even a feeling that makes him eager to join in.

  Alfred suddenly looked up and asked, "What are their names?"

  Less seemed to have expected it, and smiled: "No. 6 is Ranier, and No. 8 is Habr! This may be your future partner!"

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