Chapter 914 Traces of Time

   Hoffenheim have recently won the Champions League and the league.

   In the league, he was transformed into an undefeated **** of war, which was a complete mess.

   For this reason, within Germany, there are high voices about Hoffenheim winning the Champions League.

   After all, it is their own team, they don’t support it, who supports it?

   Of course, this does not include Hoffenheim's sworn enemy, Flenburg.

  For Flenburg fans, they are now looking at Hoffenheim with envy and jealousy!

  The country bumpkin who was despised by them before turned over and directly pushed the entire Dechao to the ground. With the 34-round victory record, who can't be confused?

   Now Hoffenheim has won the German Super League four rounds ahead of schedule.

   And in this case, Steven was in trouble.

   Should we maintain a 100% record or fight for the Champions League?

   In the end, Steven decided to stock up on the league, and he had already won the championship anyway.

  The league is more about training and stability, and the Champions League is the stage for them to sprint.

   But even so, Hoffenheim's bench still feels fierce and unmatched.

  Kusslian, Carlosto, Wang Xiaoyu, Meze, etc.

   Although these people are young and old, the old are tough and the young are brave, and they have not lost points in the league, winning two consecutive games.

   In particular, Wang Xiaoyu scored a goal and an assist in two games, brushing a good statistic.

   Looking at Wang Xiaoyu like this, Steven was really in trouble.

  Send it out, what a pity!

   Stay, Hoffenheim has a lot of talent on the wing, Wang Xiaoyu really has no chance to play.

   But if he doesn't play football, he will be useless!

  Thinking of this, Steven gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

   Rental!

   When Steven approached Zhang Xian, the guy had an uncomfortable expression on his face.

   On the contrary, it is Zhang Xian's play; "Are you willing to rent it out?"

"Let it out! We can't delay his growth, let him play outside for two years, and then come back!" Speaking of which, Steven said; "The contract must be firmly in our hands, even if it is rented out, it must be Feel free to contact at any time.”

   Zhang Xian nodded: "Don't worry, the club has done better than you imagined in this regard!"

   Immediately, he asked again, "Where is Nasser?"

   Hearing this, Steven was stunned again.

   This side just sent one away, and another ran out there.

   "He's going to Sporting Madrid, let him practice there."

  Steven Road.

   Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows and said, "So, who do you choose?"

  Steven said; "Am I all right?"

Um?

   Zhang is now puzzled.

Steven laughed; "In the tactical system of Madrid Sports, the wing will not occupy such a large proportion, they need a strong center, Nasser goes to Madrid Sports, he is going to play center, they will use Nasser Transform into a center, so I can have it all?"

   Zhang Xian said: "What if they don't do it?"

  Steven said; "They will, they will! And they will find a way to buy Nasser from us!"

   Zhang Xian waved his hand and said, "Impossible! We signed a ten-year contract with Nasser!"

   Among Hoffenheim's many contracts, Nasser's contract is special.

   It is indicated in the contract that other payments can be modified, but the period must start from ten years.

   After all, this is Nasser's repayment to Hoffenheim.

   Zhang Xian doesn't need any verbal gratitude, what he wants to see is the actual benefit.

   After the two of them finished talking, Zhang Xian got up and got ready to go on a business trip.

   This time, what he needs to inspect is the youth training of the Red Factory.

   As for the cooperation with the old professor, after thinking about it, Zhang is still ready to investigate and then make a decision.

   The overall quality of the Red Factory youth training is still very good.

   By plane, we arrived in London that afternoon.

   Zhang now met with the old professor under the leadership of the staff of the Red Factory.

  The old professor's face has aged a lot, and it is obvious that the recent achievements of the Red Factory have broken his heart.

   The old coach who once led the Red Factory to achieve many honors, his face has been engraved with traces of the years, fatigue and powerlessness have covered his entire face.

   "Let's go to the youth training!" The old professor said directly.

   Zhang Xian has no objection to this.

   The two walked out of the office building side by side and strolled in the base of the Red Factory.

  The training base of the Red Factory has been in use for a long time, and the traces of the years are also very obvious.

   For example, there are many small wooden boards hanging on some external railings, and some blessings are vaguely written on the wooden boards.

   These are the spontaneous actions of the fans, and the club has preserved them.

   After the vicissitudes of the years, the handwriting on it has been blurred, but I can still feel the deep affection that contains love.

   "Alex asked me to accompany him!" said the old professor suddenly.

   In response, Zhang Xian said with a smile; "I guess Sir is feeling bored."

  The old professor also smiled and said, "That guy has no **** to play with. He is strictly controlled by his wife, and he can't even eat donuts if he wants to."

   Hearing this, Zhang Xian couldn't help laughing.

   He couldn't imagine the pitiful look in that domineering Ser Alex demanding donuts.

   "My body can't hold it anymore!" said the old professor.

   Zhang Xian sighed; "You two are gone, football is really boring."

  The old professor smiled and said, "Really? Thank you for your compliment, but there are still people like Christopher, Steven, and Leonardo in football. They are all powerful and young."

   Zhang Xian suddenly felt a little emotional.

   It wasn't anyone who defeated these old coaches, but the ruthless years!

   "When exactly have you thought about retirement?"

   "No! At least I can continue to work now, but I don't know when it will suddenly fail!" Speaking of which, the old coach was silent for a moment; "I still want to leave something for the Red Factory."

   Zhang Xian said; "So you called me over?"

  The old professor took a deep breath and said, "Youth training is the foundation of a club, and many people are laughing at me for not buying people, but I trust the children I nurture myself more than the stars I buy!"

   "Hoffenheim's model is very good. Your core is the Sonar youth training. Even Roquel can't shake this fact!"

   After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang Xian and said, "Of course, a large part of this is your relationship, and you have done a great job!"

   Zhang Xian shrugged; "Thanks for the compliment!"

  The old professor stopped and looked forward.

   Zhang Xian followed his gaze and looked over.

   It was a wide field, divided into sections.

   Children of different ages are running in the green field with passion.

   They had smiles on their faces, cheering for every wonderful goal, dribble, interception, and steal.

   Their smiles are so clean!

   "This is real football!" The old professor said with emotion.

   Zhang Xian also nodded silently.

   "What do you think of these kids?"

   Zhang Xian; "I want to look at the specific data, and also, if we really reach a cooperation, then we have to exchange our experience without reservation. Any concealment may break the foundation of trust."

  The old professor laughed; "No problem! The Red Factory is open to all, you are welcome to watch!"

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