From the Country Team To the Rich

   Chapter 591 The Tradition of Drilling Dog Holes

  In a corner of the Sinsheim Football Plaza, five sneaky figures are hiding in the corner and sneaking forward.

  They are all wearing the training uniforms of ‘Sonaar Youth Training’, their faces are still childish, and they are about 14.5 years old.

  This is a group of half-sized little guys.

   "Is it here?"

   "It must be, Krian said, there is a small hole in this corner that leads to the stadium."

   "What if he lied to us? That guy loves to talk big."

   "Impossible, if he dares to lie to me, I will beat him when I go back!"

  The slightly sturdy boy in front turned his head and said.

   Immediately, the four of them stopped questioning, and began to work hard.

  Finally they found a puppy hole behind a big tree.

  "Here! Here! I found it!" One of the freckled teenagers suppressed his excitement and shouted in a low voice.

  Others also flocked right away.

  They looked at the puppy hole in front of them, their eyes full of excitement.

  "I'll come first!" The stalwart young man did his part and didn't let him rush to the first place, and several other young men immediately followed.

  Drilled through the dog hole, and when the five little guys stood still, they felt a heat wave enough to overwhelm them.

  Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

   "Leo! Very beautiful, Leverkusen's defense is helpless against him, facing our attack, Leverkusen seemed tired to deal with, yes! Just play like this! Hahaha!"

  Along with the live commentator Polly’s laughter, the fans burst into more enthusiastic cheers.

  The cheers of 80,000 people were enough to shake the scene, and the terrifying sound made these little guys subconsciously cover their ears.

  But those little faces are full of expectation.

   "Should we go to the left or the right!"

  On the left is the ordinary grandstand, and on the right is the famous Koch grandstand.

  According to the atmosphere, Koch stands are naturally good, but they are also easy to spot.

  After all, they are still wearing ‘Sonar’s youth training uniforms. The azure blue youth training uniforms are not too glaring.

  The five little guys thought for a while, and finally decided.

   "Right! Die or die! The big deal is scolded by the coach!"

  The other four little guys also nodded immediately.

  It’s coming anyway, it would be too wrong not to go to the Koch stand once.

  Immediately, five little guys crept up to the stands.

  They found that the attention of the surrounding fans was on the stadium, but they did not find them.

  They quickly walked along the stairs to the railing in the first row.

  The viewing angle here is very good, and the most important thing is that it is sufficiently hidden and not too many people pay attention to them.

  They looked at the stadium and saw the players who are usually called idols.

  At this time, Leo was dribbling, and his terrifying dribbling ability was fully demonstrated, flapping his wings like a butterfly in the circle of four people.

"impressive!"

"Is that human being?"

   "How did he do it?"

  The five little guys are stunned. The intensity of professional matches is completely different from that of youth training. At this time, Leo's impact on them is enough to subvert their perception of football.

  So, how did he stick the ball to the instep?

   Suddenly, Leo made an oblique thrust, half-turned, his heel swing, and the ball slipped through the four.

  And Leo is about to break through immediately.

  Seeing this scene, one of the teenagers couldn’t help but shouted; "Okay!"

  He shouted loudly.

  This shocked the strong young man, and quickly stretched out his hand to cover the opponent's mouth.

  "Are you looking for death? So many people, what are you calling?"

   "Woo woo woo"

  The strong young man turned his head cautiously to observe regardless of the innocent look in his opponent's eyes.

   He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he found that no one around was looking at them, all of them were focused on looking at the court.

  It’s just that he didn’t notice the smile on the corners of the fans’ mouths.

   "These little guys are here again. It seems that they are not the previous batch?"

  Old Dink said with a smile.

   Lawrence beside her also smiled; "Don't worry about them, this is a tradition of Sonar."

  "Traditional dog hole drilling? It's boring!"

  Lawrence turned his head and said; "You said the first batch of hopeless ones, they are playing on the court!"

  Old Ding Ke was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled; "It happened many years ago."

   Lawrence said with emotion; "Yes! Morsi was still there at the time, and the little guys like Leo were only 13 or 4 years old. In a blink of an eye, they are already 20 and they have grown into good players who can rely on."

  Old Dink smiled; "Is it just excellent?"

  Lawrence shrugged; "I'm being humble."

  Old Dink smiled and shook his head, turned his head to look at those little guys, and said; "You said, can there be players like Leo among them?"

  "Don't look!" Lawrence suddenly drank, and immediately dissatisfied; "I was found by them, and I won't come next time."

  "Do you still enjoy these?" Old Dink was surprised.

   "I said tradition, this needs to be preserved."

   "The dog hole is blocked, and the tradition is gone!"

  "They will find a way. If there is no dog hole, they will be digging one too!" Lawrence laughed; "Actually, it doesn't matter whether or not to drill the dog hole. What is important is their yearning for this course!"

   "Look at their eyes shining!"

  Suddenly, the atmosphere on the scene became hot.

  One or two fans got up one after another, and everyone stared at the goal in front of them.

  This is Leverkusen’s goal, and the problem they look at here is simple.

  Leo, single-handedly!

  "Ravens! Beautiful retracement through ball!"

  "Hoffenheim's left and right sideways have formed a tacit cooperation for the first time!"

   "Leo is very calm, he is slowing down, kicking shots"

   After a pause, Polly’s voice became high-pitched!

  He shouted with all his strength; "GoooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaL!!!"

  The entire home court rushed into a huge wave of shouts like a volcanic eruption.

  All Hoffenheim fans collectively jumped up at this moment.

  They cheered and shouted wantonly, venting their inner ecstasy.

"Awesome!!!"

   "Majette! Majette! God! He is a god!"

   "This ball is awesome! It's art!"

  The five little guys also hugged together, and they jumped excitedly.

  They looked at Leo with stars full of stars, as if they were wondering how good they would be if they scored a goal.

  Suddenly, they saw Leo walking towards them.

  The five little guys are all stupid.

  The next second, Leo took off his jersey and threw it directly.

  One arm stretched out to catch the jersey, and immediately hugged him tightly.

  The other teenagers turned their heads and looked around subconsciously.

  They saw a word written on the t-shirt of the freckled teenager.

  ‘Today is my birthday, can you give me a jersey? ’

  Seeing this, the strong boy exploded directly.

   "Liar! Roja is a big liar, your birthday is not today! You are shameless, give me the jersey!"

   "No! Today is my birthday! It will be today from now on!"

  The two teenagers clamored for a jersey, completely unaware that their scene was locked and broadcasted by a TV camera.

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