The Eagle Stadium is full, and the red and black ocean is extremely noisy. Many fans waved the mid-week flags, and the flags are actually big portraits of Yang Chen and Zheng Zhi.

In the eyes of Frankfurt fans, Zheng Zhi and Yang Chen have become their favorites.

The fans of Mönchengladbach who came from afar seemed very small. They were concentrated in one of the stands without saying a word, and the advantage of home and away games was too obvious.

The footage of German state television fell in front of someone.

The 39-year-old German national team head coach Vorel held his chin with both hands, and his deep eyes fell on the players on both sides.

"Rudy appeared in the stands today,"

"There is no doubt that he is here to inspect Schneider and Desler, and among these two teams, they are only qualified to enter the national team."

"Schuster put Schneider on the right forward really gave Rudy a problem, because Desler and Schneider overlapped, and both of them are now playing on the right forward. However, Schneider probably can't compete with Desler. Desler's performance is too amazing, and Schneider has no highlights. Since Zheng came to Frankfurt, his situation has become increasingly embarrassing."

"Rudy should have Deisler as his first choice, although Deisler is only 18 years old. Germany needs young blood now, and we need to prepare for the 2002 World Cup."

Paul Bretner interpreted Rudy Waller's eyes in the live broadcast room.

He is not optimistic about Schneider.

"If Schneider doesn't run away, he will be ruined in one season."

"This game is not actually a duel between him and Deisler. He can only be a supporting role. The real protagonist of Frankfurt is China Zheng."

"The showdown between him and Deisler determines the direction of the game."

"The Chinese ruled Frankfurt."

"Ah, in the heart of Europe, he is actually a Chinese..."

While Nikolov was trying to guess the coins, Zheng Zhi chatted with Klose in the middle circle arc.

“Milo,”

"Have you ever thought about joining the German national team?"

"Ah?" Klose was obviously stunned.

"This question..." He was embarrassed to answer. He only scored 2 league goals so far. Do you have the nerve to say that he wants to join the national team?

When he thought of so many big names in the national team, he felt that he was too small.

"Hmm? Do you want to?"

"Of course I think about it, but I'm not qualified yet. I can't imagine these things now." Klose's voice was almost as thin as a mosquito.

"Milo, don't be inferior, believe that you can. Be famous as soon as possible. If you keep scoring goals, maybe you will be called by the national team at the end of the season."

"Ha, I don't even dare to think about it." Kloze stuck out his tongue.

"Bernd said that the head coach of the German national team was in the stands today. Are you not going to present your best side to him? Maybe he will pay attention to you, as long as you score a goal."

"You know, if you score another goal, you will have three."

Zheng Zhi pressed his right hand heavily on Klose's shoulder and looked at Klose with all his eyes.

"Don't miss this opportunity, he won't come to the Eagles Stadium to watch the game every game."

"What's the difference between no dreams and a salted fish?"

"Germany now needs a young top striker, you and everyone are on the same starting line."

"..." Klose didn't say anything, but his heart was touched.

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"Today, Borussia Mönchengladbach's lineup still lined up with the last big victory over Duisburg."

"Goal Robert Enke."

"Defenders: Patrick Anderson, Sladan Asanin, Max Eber."

"Midfielder Mike Franzek, Michael Clinkert, Sebastian Deisler, Subi, Matthias Hagner."

"Forwards Wittchek and Marcus Feldhoff."

"The big winning lineup does not require rotation, this is the iron rule that many coaches believe in, and obviously Bonhof is one of them."

"Schuster also did not make adjustments, 11 of them were from last weekend."

"Goal Nikolov."

"Defender Binderward, Kuchella, Pederson."

"Midfielders Zheng Zhi, Lee Yin, Schneider, Grosso and Shure."

"Forward Kloze and Yang Chen."

"The three Chinese are still."

“Both teams are in good shape.”

...

Beep

The battle begins.

Borussia Mönchengladbach took the lead and the ball quickly came to the right. It was obvious that their core was Desler. Although he was only 18 years old, everyone put his hope on him.

Deisler, who took the ball, did not make a breakthrough, but instead fought with Hagner to cooperate and easily got rid of Grosso.

The light pace kept moving near the sideline. Desler looked up and found that his teammates had not yet rushed into the Frankfurt penalty area. He slowed down his speed a little, but he didn't expect that just a change in rhythm. Li Yin on the left had already rushed over.

With a swish, Li Yin flew directly from the side! Seeing that his right toe was about to touch the ball, Desler's reaction was quite fast. He poked his left foot forward and jumped up instantly, his posture was quite stretched and beautiful.

Li Yin didn't touch the ball, but Li Yin's left foot still raised up, just hooking Desler's left foot.

Deisler fell directly from the air. Fortunately, his hands fell to the ground to support his body, otherwise he would probably be injured.

"Aowu~"

Seeing Deisler fall heavily to the ground, the fans of Borussia Mönchengladbach stood up in the stands and made a huge terror.

Paul Bretner slapped the table in anger.

"This guy!"

"This foul is too bad."

"If you can't shovel the ball, you will hook the person down."

"This is definitely a yellow card!"

He was right, and the referee quickly showed Li Yin a yellow card.

Bretner still chattered.

"Does Chinese people have this kind of bad habit?"

"Jin is like this, and Li is like this. This is a very unethical manifestation. I have said that they have no quality in playing football, and today this guy confirms my statement."

Zheng Zhi could see clearly that Li Yin's movements just now were indeed bad, and there was no problem with tackles, but he couldn't make the ball but turned the Desler in the air. This is a matter of character, and there is no need!

It seems that Li Yin uses any means to keep Desler.

Zheng Zhi quickly walked to Desler, pulled Desler up, and shook his head slightly at Li Yin.

"Brother Yin,"

“No need,”

"This action."

As a veteran, Zheng Zhi has a deep impression of this kind of foul. Li Yin is wrong or not, and he did not favor Li Yin. Besides, he and Desler are also friends.

Li Yin's eyes shone with a strange light.

Am I wrong? He didn't think so...

In the stands, German national team coach Woller's eyes were wide open and his face looked very ugly.

“It’s so bad!”
Chapter completed!