From the Country Team To the Rich

"Roquel! It's Roquel again! Always him!"

"At the critical moment, we can trust him enough! He is Hoffenheim's goal machine. This is a priceless goal. With Roquel's goal, Hoffenheim took the lead at home. "

Speaking of this, Polly roared angrily; "We are one step closer to the Champions League final, we have half a foot in the Stadium of Light! Boys, come on! Keep going!!"

In the dome stadium where the mountains roared and the tsunami roared, Roquel ran with all his strength. He ran towards the corner, jumped up suddenly, and fell with his arms wide open.

He was greeted by wild cheers.

Roquel! ! !

Roquel! ! !

Roquel! ! !

The entire arena has been set on fire.

At this moment, all Hoffenheim fans could no longer calm down.

They jumped excitedly, cheered, and shouted, venting their excitement constantly.

The whole area felt like an earthquake.

Everyone has fanaticism on their faces.

Champions League final!

They are just one step away! !

come on! Hoffenheim!

go ahead! Hoffenheim! !

The momentum at the scene was extremely enthusiastic, as if the entire ground was shaking.

In the VIP stand, Zhang Xian is sitting in his seat, overlooking the entire stadium.

There was a look of satisfaction and achievement in his eyes.

This is the team he built with his own hands, and now he has half a foot on the stage of the Champions League.

Zhang now has enough proud capital.

Beside Zhang Xian, Alpha Thiem, the big boss of Hoffenheim, was already too excited to contain himself.

His body is trembling, even sitting on the sofa chair,

But one pair of hands clasped the armrest firmly.

He suddenly turned his head and said: "Let's give them a little bonus! How about 1 million each? Just give it during the halftime break, let him play harder, as long as they can reach the final, it doesn't matter how much it costs .”

Regarding this, Zhang Xian said with a smile; "The current Hoffenheim is not only fighting for money, our previous method is no longer effective, it will only make them feel insulted."

"But it should be useful, right? How to improve their morale? Or should I rent a plane and hang a banner to circle the stadium?"

Zhang Xian said unhappily, "You just need to be quiet!"

Alpha Tim sighed; "I can't calm down! If we win this game, we can enter the Champions League final! This is our Hoffenheim! The team we created together, he started from the seventh tier league All the way to the Champions League final, oh my god! I just love her!"

Zhang Xian sighed and said, "If you really want to give, then set up a prize pool for winning the championship. After winning the Champions League, how much will each person give!"

Hearing this, Alpha Tim's eyes lit up and said, "Yes! How much is appropriate to motivate them in the final?"

Zhang Xian said: "Look here!"

Alpha Tim: "Five million each!"

Zhang Xian grinned, how much money does this guy have?

Five million per person, including the entire Arsenal team, it would be 100 million.

Is this just thrown out as a bonus?

Zhang Xian shook his head and said, "Two million per person is enough. If you pay more, they will dislike their salary for being too small in the future, and it is easy to have problems in management."

"2 million?" Alpha Tim struggled; "Is it too little? What if the media say I'm too stingy!"

Zhang Xian waved his hand and said, "That's it, no one will say that about you!"

At that time, the game in the arena had restarted.

Hoffenheim's goal hit Barcelona hard.

Moreover, the rhythm in the midfield is also frequently suppressed. Habr and Ranier have already kicked out of the state.

They firmly suppressed Fernando in the backcourt.

This time, Barcelona's offense also seemed extremely slow.

In contrast, Hoffenheim has accelerated the pace of attack.

Hoffenheim have never been an easy team to satisfy.

Especially under the guidance of Steven, each of the Hoffenheim players seemed to have become wolf cubs.

That's a ferocious!

They hit the Barcelona defense.

Biting the opponent's defensive area tightly, trying to get in constantly.

In this case, the pressure on Barcelona's defense has become even greater.

The goalkeeper no longer knows how many saves he has completed.

Every shot of Hoffenheim was extremely threatening, which made him feel insecure.

One's own defense has also been kicked dumbfounded.

Their defense was completely ineffective.

Barcelona goalkeeper Cormier slapped him from the ground, raised his arms and roared:

"Cheer up! This is the semi-final of the Champions League, what do you want to do? Don't think about those useless things, concentrate on defending!"

Cormier's roar had no effect.

Barcelona's defensive players seem to be wilting one by one.

They defended passively and did not even dare to take the initiative to press.

They are afraid that once they lose their position, the vacated position will become a breakthrough.

In this case, Hoffenheim will attack more brazenly.

Barcelona's away fans clutch their heads.

They looked at the scene in front of them in pain.

In particular, Fernando was panting heavily, shuttling between the various Hoffenheim players in an extremely embarrassing situation, trying to grab the ball made them feel extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, they seem to be brought into Fernando automatically.

Old Fernando and old Barcelona!

They are no longer the proud Red and Blue Army.

They have been abandoned by the times.

They played extremely slowly.

They couldn't even keep up with Hoffenheim's offensive rhythm.

The former midfield master has fallen, and he has become a stepping stone for Habr's rise.

They can imagine that tomorrow's news will be full of reports such as "Europe's new youngest midfielder".

But these are based on their pain.

They see no hope.

Jinguan is only one goal behind, even if they can advance as long as they equalize.

They found it extremely difficult.

They couldn't find any breakthrough.

Harvey Abano?

Talented player?

Can he count on it?

Barcelona fans were disappointed to find that this talented player was also lost in Hoffenheim's pass control.

In the 40th minute, Hoffenheim tried to attack again, this time Ranier distributed the ball to the center.

Habr then plugged in and shot furiously.

This kick is extremely powerful and goes straight into the dead corner of the opponent's goal.

The Barcelona goalkeeper tried to save again, his fingertips touched the ball, but he couldn't push it away.

The ball brushed past his fingers, and then there was a 'swish' sound of hitting the net.

Before the end of the first half, Hoffenheim scored the second goal.

And this goal completely defeated Barcelona!

Although there is half time left, they have lost hope of winning.

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