Chapter 57 Our Fans Ask You to Increase the Price!

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After the equalizer, Hoffenheim adopted defensive tactics.

They are very clear that it is more beneficial for them to procrastinate.

Hoffenheim's physical fitness is much better than that of Dortmund players.

Moreover, Hoffenheim has only two-line pressure in the league and the German Cup this season.

And Dortmund is fighting on the third front, which consumes them a lot.

For this reason, as long as it is delayed, Dortmund will become weaker and weaker.

It's just that Hoffenheim doesn't want to drag the game into a penalty shootout. In this regard, Hoffenheim has no experience.

The best result is to score another goal around 90 minutes.

worst.....

Do not! There is no worst, they have given up the league!

If they don't get good results in the German Cup, they have failed this season.

On the rostrum, Zhang Xian and the other three were also silent for a long time.

Sir Alex suddenly said: "I agree to your request, Summer Window, I want to take Ji An away!"

Zhang Xian didn't answer, but turned to look at Dortmund's general manager Michael Zuolun.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Sir Alex's eyes twitched.

Insatiable brat!

In Zhang Xian's Xiyi gaze, Michael Zuolun did not express, as if he had no interest in Ji'an.

This ruined Zhang Xian's plan to wrestle.

"Okay." Zhang Xian sighed and said, "Trafford can give us an offer, and we will accept the offer. You need to talk to Ji'an about the specific salary."

Sir Alex nodded: "Don't worry, we won't treat Jian badly, Trafford has money!"

Zhang Xian nodded. Regarding this point, he never denied it, not just Trafford,

Those teams in the Premier League are local tyrants.

"That little cheetah, do you have any idea of ​​selling it?" Sir Alex asked.

There are two spots for the 'Special Genius Clause'. If Alex's performance is as good as this game, he doesn't mind giving Alex another spot.

Regarding this, Zhang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "If you can persuade Charlan to come to Hoffenheim, we can trade!"

"As for the transfer fee and remuneration, Hoffenheim can handle it." Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "We also have money!"

Now Hoffenheim is really rich.

Backed by Qatar Fund Investment Group, they have strong capital.

But what is frustrating is that money can't be spent!

After all, Hoffenheim is still a low-level team, and they are not qualified to play in the five major leagues and European wars.

Only when Hoffenheim enters the Bundesliga can Zhang Xian begin to show his 'money ability'.

Sir Alex smiled and said, "Forget it, I won't buy it."

Zhang Xian shrugged, turned his head and said, "Mr. Zuo Lun, have you taken a fancy to any player?"

At this moment, Zhang Xian looked like a salesman.

It happened that Michael Zuolun's phone rang, he apologized to Zhang Xian, and went out to answer the phone.

After he came back, he smiled and said, "Will Biartini also land in the summer window?"

Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "If there is a sincere offer, he doesn't need to log in..."

"Two million euros, we want to take him to West **!"

"Two million euros is not enough..."

Michael Zuolun smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang, we are very clear that although Biartini has a very high scoring efficiency, it is a low-level field. He does not have any high-level league game records. No People know whether he can adapt to the five major leagues."

"Two million euros is enough to show our sincerity."

Zhang Xian said indifferently: "But I just sold Ji'an for four million!"

Hearing this, Sir Alex twitched his lips.

When you talk about business, can you leave me alone!

Michael Zollen also said amusedly: "That's because Ji'an broke through Dortmund's goal. He has enough value. You have to know that even with a full substitute lineup, we are still Dortmund!"

"So, as long as Biartini breaks your goal, he can also appreciate?"

"In theory yes, but it's hard..."

Michael Zuolun is very annoying, what do you think our goal is, if you say you break it, you break it?

It was luck just now, and now I want to do it again.

wishful thinking! !

Michael Zuo Lun was thinking about it proudly, and there was a sudden burst of cheers from the scene.

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

Zhang Xian and the others subconsciously turned their heads to look over.

They saw the Hoffenheim players gathered under the Koch stand, excitedly playing arhat.

Zhang now turned his eyes to Dortmund's goal.

The ball is lying quietly inside.

And most crucially, fans throughout the Fieldsmore Stadium were chanting the goal's name.

Biartini! !

Biartini! !

Biartini! !

Biartini! !

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xian had a weird expression, while Michael Zuo Lun had a dull expression on his face.

Zhang Xian said with a smile; "Sir, our fans asked you to increase the price! Sir?"

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"Bialdini, Bialdini, meritorious service!!"

"This is his iconic goal! He is a bull in the box, no one can push him out of the box, use his body to push the defender, and finally make up for the clean turning volley, that's it. Biartini!"

"The most important thing is that we are ahead!!"

"As long as we maintain this score, we will reach the semi-finals of the German Cup!!"

"We are one of the four strongest teams in Germany!!"

The live commentary shouted excitedly.

In fact, the semi-finals of the German Cup cannot represent the four strongest teams in Germany. Although this is the top domestic cup, the gold content is not that high.

But enough for Hoffenheim.

Hoffenheim players and fans were celebrating wildly.

The Dortmund players were a little at a loss.

They never thought that they would lose.

Even though they are all substitutes, it is too shameful to lose to a fourth-tier team.

Even Dortmund's bench was in an uproar.

"Falling behind?!"

"real or fake?"

"There is still one substitution, is there a chance?"

The Dortmund players held their heads one by one, showing disbelief.

Even the coaching staff frowned.

Although very angry in their hearts, they understand that the German Cup will not allow them to invest too much energy.

There will be a Champions League to play in a few days, and they will not let the main players have any surprises in this kind of game.

If you lose, you lose!

As long as they can guarantee the top three in the league, get a place in next year's Champions League and perform in this year's Champions League, fans will not care about these.

Morsi sat on the bench, watching the court quietly.

His expression is very complicated.

Both joy and regret.

He is happy for Hoffenheim, but at the same time regrets not being able to be part of it.

He has no regrets about leaving Hoffenheim.

He knew that if he hadn't chosen to leave, he wouldn't have had the chance to touch everything now.

The five major leagues or the Champions League!

This is the stage he pursues.

Of course, the most perfect picture in his mind is that he led Hoffenheim to the Bundesliga and the Champions League the following year.

But this is impossible.

Everything needs to be taken slowly.

And he is 31 years old.

He can't wait!

Shaking his head slightly, he put his messy thoughts behind him.

A smile spread across Morsi's face.

'Congratulations! '

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