From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 583 Want to win

   "I know what my problem is, and I can no longer bring a more impactful offense to the team."

  Ludi Mod is outspoken, which surprised Steven slightly.

  After all, very few people can face the problem so straightforwardly, and generally ignore it selectively, and Ludi Mod is obviously not in this list.

  "You are looking for a more offensive midfielder, and that person is obviously not me." Ludi Mod said; "You are looking for change, and the center of that change is me!"

  Steven didn’t speak, every word of Ludi Mod’s hit the point.

  This makes the rhetoric he has prepared become useless.

   Ludi Mod looked directly at the opposite Habul Road; “Younger, more impactful, and more aggressive, this is the midfielder in your mind.”

  Habl frowned slightly, he felt Ludimo’s German resentment.

   "So, what is your decision?" Steven is not waiting, he wants to show off directly.

  Ludi Mod suddenly fell silent, his expression extremely gloomy.

  The atmosphere in the office has dropped to freezing point.

  At this time, Hubble suddenly said; "There is no need to seek change, we can keep it as it is!"

  Sudden words made Steven and Ludi Mod both look up in surprise.

Ludi Modd looked at Habul unexpectedly, and saw the other party seriously; "I know you don't want to give up the core position, and forced to make your state worse. I don't want this to happen. I want to win more than the so-called more important position!"

   "This season, we will play in the Champions League. This is our first Champions League. I want to play every game well."

   "The opponents of the Champions League are stronger than any opponents we have encountered in the past!"

   "There are the big players in the five major leagues. In the face of these opponents, we can only go all out. Any problem will be infinitely expanded!"

   "But because of this, we must unite."

  Habel said seriously: "I want to win!"

  A word made Ludi Mod slightly pursed his mouth, his heart a little ups and downs.

  Want to win!

  This is the most fundamental problem for every player.

  In football competition, winning is the key!

  Why not Ludi Mod.

  But I don’t know when he started to forget this feeling.

  He is losing himself gradually among the richly paid drunken fans.

  In fact, the original Ludi Mod was so simple.

  In order to win, he wants to take a more important position.

  In order to win, he trains hard.

  It’s been a long time since I came to Hoffenheim.

  He saw Wei Laoqi's lonely back when he left here.

  I have seen the old captain Gray’s desire for the game and the declining state.

  He thought these things were far away from him.

  But reality told him that everything came so suddenly.

  He has to admit that his physical condition has been declining since last season, and he can't even maintain a 90-minute full concentration state. Sometimes he needs Hubble to help him share the pressure.

  These are all signs of decline in state and physical fitness.

  In this case, he still clings to the core position, what is this? The last fig leaf?

  Steven is not talking, Hubble continued; "In fact, we played well last season, and I can also share the pressure of the midfield organization, just like we did before, this is not a conflict."

   "Leave the offense to me, you will be organized in the back and perform your duties, how about it?" Habr smiled and stretched out his hand.

   Ludi Mod looked at each other with a complicated face, and said; "You don't want the core position?"

   "Yes!" Habul finished without hesitation, and added; "But I want to win even more!"

  Ludi Mod took a deep look at Hubble, looking at the serious expression of the other party, he suddenly sighed and said; "Well, you have won!"

Between   , Ludi Mod turned his head towards Steven and said: "Sir, I agree, I am willing to hand over the right to organize."

  Steven was silent for a while and said; "Can you tell me the reason?"

   "It's easy!" Ludi Mod laughed: "I want to win too! And he can make me win!"

   "However, I need a guarantee! I have already lost the No. 10 jersey and no organization rights. I don't want to lose my starting position further."

  In response, Steven laughed; "We still need you!"

  A word made Ludi Mod laugh again.

  He nodded and said; "Then I will have no problem."

  After speaking, Ludi Mod turned his head and left.

  Looking at Ludi Mod’s somewhat lost back, Hubble said in a puzzled way: "I said I can help him!"

In this regard, Steven said; "Some people are proud, you can let him make his own choice, but don't force him, just like Ludi Mod, he has served as the core player of the Red Factory midfielder. He has his own pride, and out of respect, we also need to let him make this decision himself!"

  Habel shook his head; "I don't understand!"

  Steven looked at his lover softly, saying; "You will understand in the future."

  "Future? How long?"

  Steven tilted his head slightly, his gaze seemed to look away from the fog, looking at the bright and glorious era, and muttered; "It's not too far away!"

  The following day, in the training ground of Hoffenheim.

  The main starting guards lay on the ground one by one like dead dogs.

  They gasped violently, and their chests fluctuated. In the past half an hour, the ghost knew what they had experienced.

Silva was lying on the ground, and he looked at the teenagers on the other side with an expression almost frightened.

  In the past half an hour, only they understand how threatening these six teenagers are.

  The kind of continuous offense like the tide, the kind of extremely aggressive impact, which consumes their physical energy again and again.

  Especially for veterans like Silva, facing these six teenagers is like encountering ghosts.

  He never thought that Hoffenheim could one day play this offensive mode.

  In the past, when Ludi Mod took control of the midfield, Hoffenheim’s offense, although also played well, was always somewhat procrastinating.

  But since Hubl took control of the midfield, everything has changed.

   Radical! Brave! extreme! Full of impact!

  Cooperating with six talented teenagers who can pass and shoot suddenly, this is simply a nightmare for every back line.

   "Why don't you help the left wing, don't you know how hard Leo is to defend?"

  Young Ross Griman propped his knees, sweat pouring out like rain.

  Tydal turned his head and cursed; "Don't you care about the right wing, you can run, Silva can't run at all, so Ravens is so defensive?"

  Ros Griman said helplessly; "It would be great if I changed to Piani, that guy defended very well."

   "It's too much!" Silva said uncomfortably: "I'm listening!"

  After speaking, he said with emotion; "So, how do we guard against them?"

  As soon as the problem appeared, everyone looked at each other.

  At this time, Fan Chenggong suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "What do you want to do so much? They are our teammates, not opponents!"

  The tense atmosphere suddenly dissipated, and Tydal laughed and scolded; "Are there any points of interest, but please allow me to silently mourn for my opponents this season!"

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