"In other words, they're not supporting me, they're just fighting each other?" Zhuo Cunzhi asked with a smile.

"That's it." Hach nodded and asked with a smile, "Isn't it disappointing?" ”

"A little disappointed." Zhuo Cunzhi replied.

"Huh?" Hearing the unexpected answer, Hach was really a little surprised.

He asked this sentence just like teasing Zhuo Cunzhi, not really thinking that he would be disappointed.

After all, this kid gives people the feeling of being like an ascetic who rarely goes to accidents.

"Not the kind of disappointment you think." Zhuo Cunzhi could also guess Hahe's thoughts.

However, Zhuo Cunzhi didn't explain, after all, what he was disappointed had nothing to do with Hahe.

He's just thinking about this question-

Japan, Iran and China are all opponents of South Korean football, and it stands to reason that in the minds of South Korean journalists, all three should be divided into hostile camps.

Now that the two hostile forces are fighting, even if the South Korean reporters can't see the faces of the Iranian and Japanese reporters, they are at most cynical, and there is no reason to come and support him!

After thinking about it for a while, Zhuo Cunzhi came up with an answer-

The current Chinese national team is not a worthy opponent in their eyes.

There is no threat, so there are not many grudges between each other, and they are naturally more willing to target the other two real opponents.

Of course, Zhuo Cunzhi also has no mind reading skills, so he doesn't know if his thoughts are right.

The only thing he knows is that in this game against Hamburg, he should have given it his all, and he should still give it his all!

Away games are never easy.

The tiring journey and the non-stop boos from the audience can always make people feel depressed.

In the 19th round of the Bundesliga, Aachen played against Hamburg, and the away team Aachen served first.

After receiving Bernd's pass, Fajer seemed to deliberately want to show off and did not pass the ball out at the first time.

"Give me the ball! Give me the ball! Mendieta kept shouting, and Fayer acted as if he hadn't heard.

In this game, whether nominally or in fact, he stood in the position of a midfielder.

Of course, in the position of the back midfield, it is not without an epoch-making midfielder like Pirlo.

Not to mention, Aachen has played against Real Sociedad, and its core Xavi. Alonso is an organised pass-through midfielder.

Of course, his defensive level is not weak, but his passing talent is more valued.

And Fayer, naturally, does not have that kind of master-level organizational ability.

He was introduced as a substitute for the front midfielder, but because of Zhuo Cunzhi's high attendance, he was rarely able to play the position of the front midfielder.

Hag had a whim and put him in the midfield position to see the effect.

In this regard, Feyer did not dare to complain, but not without complaints.

Coupled with Hach's previous statement that he wanted to scout the players to allocate playing time, Feyer was even more unstable!

I'm going to show the manager what I'm capable of!

Fayer shouted hatefully in his heart.

Looking at Yarolim in front of him, Feyer felt a little confident.

As a defensive midfielder, Yarolim is not qualified for one thing, and that is his height.

170cm, a height that can be called a third-class cripple by Chinese men if pushed back 15 years, is obviously not so tall.

The natural advantage of height made Fjer involuntarily feel a little contemptuous.

However, sensing the physical weakness of his opponent, Fjell did not use his body to collide with his opponent.

Rather than exploiting the weaknesses of his opponents, he is better at playing with instinct and talent.

Just like now, Feyer's feet were constantly shaking, and he was making feints every second, as if he was about to break through Yarolim at any moment.

Arolim, however, looked calm and did not take his feet lightly.

Fajer isn't a player known for his quick start, and Yarolim has no reason to worry about not being able to keep up with his strong spurs.

Three seconds later, Feyer was clearly aware of his predicament, and at this time, he finally remembered his duty-

Pass!

For three seconds, he was almost surrounded by the Hamburg players.

While they all need to consider the movement of the rest of Aachen's players, it is impossible for Fajer to break through.

Without much thought, after looking around, Fjell passed the ball directly to the first Aachen player to see.

"What are you doing?!"

Bernd didn't expect Fajer to pass the ball at this time, or to pass it backwards to himself.

That's right, it's usually him who distributes the ball distribution within the Aachen team.

But the problem is that everything is different.

For example, now, Barbarets, who is 188cm tall and weighs 80kg, was the first to realize Feyer's mistake, squeezed out Bernd, who just wanted to exert his strength, and grabbed the ball first.

Behind him, Bernd was in a hurry and directly chose to tackle.

Babarets doesn't look at the figure of the back midfielder, in fact, he is a front midfielder.

At this time, he actually anticipated the tackle behind Bernd and stopped the ball two more steps forward.

After dodging Bernd's tackle, he scrambled to control the ball at his feet again while he didn't get up.

"Good chance!"

"Danger!"

The fans in the stands were excited at the same time.

The difference is that the Hamburg fans are excited, while the Aachen fans are anxious.

When Barbarets broke through into the Aachen threat zone, left midfielder Vikki, right midfielder Beinrich, right winger Madavecchia, left winger Bernardo. Romeo and striker Naotai Takahara both rushed to the threat area at the same time to cooperate.

Losing the protection of the midfielder's double back, in the face of Hamburg 343's unreasonable attacking formation, Aachen was in danger almost instantly!

Arne looked at Madavecchia and Beinrich, while on the other side, Kayas couldn't look at Vicky and Bernardo.

Barbarets' pass, it was passed to the latter.

Kayas tried to block it, but was stuck in the position of Wiki.

On the other side, in the middle position, Spanier had been watching Barbarets, but he didn't expect the ball to be so fast two seconds later.

In order to keep an eye on Barbarets, he was slightly away from the position of the penalty area, and it was difficult to rush back at this time.

Manuel had a chance to stop Naotai Takahara, but only to cut off the link between the flanks and the middle, and the two of them were a little further apart.

He also didn't expect the ball to travel so quickly.

In desperation, Manuel chose to create an offside position!

The emperor lives up to his wishes!

With excellent anticipation, he managed to run back before Benardo passed the ball and put Naotai Takahara in an offside position.

"Offside!" Manuel shouted.

The linesman's flag was raised, but the referee's whistle was not remembered.

On the other side, Bernardo had plenty of time and space to hoist the ball directly on the head of Naotai Takahara.

Home Whistle!

The referee's whistle was not heard, and Benaglio reacted quickly.

There's no time to complain at this time, Benaglio can only bite the bullet!

Naotai Takahara is 181cm tall, and Benaglio saw that he was not tall, so he directly chose to attack and tried to snatch the ball.

However, although Naotai Takahara is not tall, his technical movement is excellent, and his header is not bad.

He started one step earlier than Benaglio, grabbed this header one step earlier, and under Benaglio's incredulous eyes, Naotai Takahara's head and the ball came into close contact.

“toooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooor！！！”