From the Country Team To the Rich

   Chapter 680 Champions League! Liverpool!

   "Ravens scores the ball, Leo receives the ball, Shoot!"

   Accompanied by the narrator Polly’s shout, the entire dome stadium was full of fierce cheers.

Polly shouted excitedly: "Hat-trick, crazy Leo, after entering the second half of the season, his state is getting better and better. In two games, he has scored 5 goals. What a terrifying efficiency. And he has already scored 19 goals in the entire league, ranking first in the scorer list!"

   "Jamie's departure made our offensive line confused for a while, and now they have found a new weapon, this weapon is called Majort, hahahahaha!"

In the   stand, the fans were even more jubilant.

   "Good job! Leo!"

   "Hat trick, this game is simply amazing!"

   "He is worthy of Hoffenheim's number 10!"

   "Of course! He is our pride, he is Sonar's child, he is Hoffenheim's child! Hahahaha!"

   "I love him so much!"

  Hoffenheim fans are praising loudly, and these are some new fans.

  For those old fans located in the Koch stands, their performance is even crazier.

  Lawrence took off the fans again, revealing the wrinkled skin, beating with excitement.

  Old Dink held back his energy and waved the flag vigorously, and the flag flew up in his hand.

  Mrs. Wendy was more direct, half of her body leaned out of the stands, and directly stopped Leo, who rushed to the corner to celebrate, hugged her and gave a kiss.

  Leo was a little helpless after being kissed, and said: "Grandma Wendy, I'm going to celebrate and play a game!"

   "Grandma knows! Let grandma kiss again, great guy!"

  Finally, Leo escaped from Mrs. Wendy's clutches with the help of the players.

  The fans on the scene looked at Leo, who was constantly wiping drool on his cheeks in the camera, and couldn't help but smile more happily.

   Polly even joked: "Mrs. Wendy needs to restrain herself. Leo is too young to be suitable for you."

   Hearing this, Mrs. Wendy directly turned back and gave Polly an international finger ‘convex-convex’.

   Polly didn’t mind, and smiled brilliantly; “Well, I think we can announce that the game has lost suspense. Although there are still 20 minutes left, the state of Bremen can no longer pose a threat to us.”

  Hoffenheim is also making some substitution adjustments.

  Nasser sat on the bench, shaking his legs, looking expectantly at head coach Steven.

  But the latter didn’t even look at him, and directly replaced two old players, which made him feel quite disappointed.

  "Don't think about it!" Cork Villa on the side grinned: "The newcomer needs to stay alive, Mr. Steven will not give you a chance to play for the time being."

  Nasser frowned; "Why?"

   Villa shrugged; “Now it’s a point-robbing battle and there is the Champions League again. Do you think you can help the team?”

"I"

  Nasser just wanted to say yes, but after thinking about it, he is indeed far away from the Champions League, and the league is not so good.

  At least according to the experience of this game, it is difficult for him to keep up with Hoffenheim's thoughts, let alone reading the game.

   "The competition within our team is extremely harsh." Villa smiled and said: "You may be looking forward to the first show, but you know how demanding the first show is, I guess you are not looking forward to it."

  He pointed to himself and said: "I have been on the bench for a year and a half, because of a mistake in the first show, so you have to know that Hoffenheim does not tolerate any mistakes!"

  Guoo!

  Nasser swallowed.

   "Don't scare him, you are pressed on the bench, it is all because of disobedience." Ibaqian directly broke through.

   Villa grinned; "I just had a small party."

  Ibaqian said: "But you drank, you know how serious it is to drink during the game."

  Villa said helplessly; "I just give the newcomer a chance to fight."

  Ibaqian smiled and said; "The captain doesn't like this set. If you let him know, you will have a hard time."

  Villa is silent.

  Ibaqian glanced at the latter, but did not speak.

  This guy had some bad habits in the previous club.

   Used to engage in factions and gather crowds to go out and play.

  It’s just that, in Hoffenheim, before they got mixed up, they were suppressed by the strict coaching staff and the club.

  In fact, at this level, this guy can transfer and leave.

  But the reason for not leaving is not because of Hoffenheim's high salary.

  Now that this guy wants to bring bad newcomers, Ibaqian will naturally stop it.

  Nasser is not a freshman either. He knows something in the dressing room. He glanced at Villa, got up and walked over to Ibaqian to sit down.

   can be regarded as keeping up with the other big brother.

   "Hello, my name is Nasser."

  Nasser began to introduce himself.

  Ibaqian nodded and said: "I know, you are very famous."

  Of course the famous way is not through football, but a rescue.

  So, not everyone agrees with Nasser.

  For many Hoffenheim players, they have seen Leo's ability, so there are some doubts about Nasser being the second Leo.

  Nasser pursed his lips and said, "I will prove myself."

Ibaqian nodded and said; “I’m looking forward to it, but the premise is that you need to play the game first. In Hoffenheim, you don’t need to fawn on anyone, as long as you play well, as long as your performance is well received by the coaching staff. Recognition, then there will be a chance to play, or even become a starter."

"but."

  Ibaqian glanced at Nasser and shook his head suddenly.

  Actually, he is very sorry for Nasser.

  This guy is a right-wing player. His rival is either Ravens or Roquel.

  This Nima is of hell-level difficulty.

  It can be said that this is the second most difficult position for Hoffenheim to compete.

  As for the first difficulty, it is naturally the left wing.

  With Leo, whoever is on the left will be the substitute.

  As the two speak, the game has come to an end.

  Hoffenheim did not continue to score in the final stage, but replaced most of the main players and retained a certain amount of physical fitness.

  After all, their next game is an important Champions League.

  They will go to Liverpool, England, to play in the quarter-finals of the Champions League at the famous Anfield.

  Post-match press conference.

  Steven has been interviewed by major media.

  These interview questions are almost all about the Champions League.

  Reporter: "The next game will be against Liverpool. Is Hoffenheim sure about it?"

   Steven said; "Anfield is a great stadium, and we are all looking forward to playing a wonderful game there."

  Reporter: "Liverpool coach Usoka and you are both famous European marshals. Do you have any intention to compete?"

  Steven: "I admire Usoka very much, and this is a competition between teams, we are the head coach, we are only responsible for tactical issues."

  Reporter; "Your predecessor once said that Liverpool could not win Hoffenheim. What do you think?"

  Steven is a little upset. Why doesn't this guy Christopher leave and give himself a rhythm?

  But he felt that there was really no problem with what this sentence said.

  Steven said directly: "We will fight for victory and win Liverpool at Anfield. I think this must be very exciting."

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