"I really misread you!" Bernd looked rather angry.

By this time, the daily training had ended, and only a few people remained in the training base.

It was at this time that Bernd found Zhuo Cunzhi.

He is an academy player in Aachen and has a deep affection for Aachen.

"I'm just telling the truth." Zhuo Cunzhi replied very blandly, "If it were you, would you stay in Aachen and stay in the German Second Division?" ”

Bernd was speechless for a while, he is also a genius who has attracted attention from the outside world, although he does not want to be valued by the Bundesliga team like Zhuo Cunzhi, but there are also many strong teams in the Bundesliga who want to introduce him.

Among them, the more powerful is the strong team Bielefeld that now has promotion hopes.

A player like Baresi, who has been in a club for the rest of his life, is certainly worthy of respect, but he can't expect everyone to be like him.

Since the Boseman Act was introduced, the rights of individual teams have been greatly improved.

The transfer of players will not be as easy to be scolded by fans as before.

"It's two different things." Bernd was quick to react, "There's nothing wrong with you wanting to transfer, but you shouldn't reveal that to the media!" ”

Even if you say one thing and do another, it's better than saying it directly, because-

"If you say this now, it will definitely affect our morale!" Bernd looked at Zhuo Cunzhi viciously, "We finally have the hope of upgrading, you say so, we are in chaos internally, how can there be any possibility of upgrading?" ”

"It's completely impossible if I don't say it." Zhuo Cunzhi retorted to him with a swear, "Our defense doesn't care at all, and in the second half of the season, we will definitely collapse!" ”

"We've won two in a row!" Bernd shook his head in disbelief, "We didn't have a heavy defeat last season, and if it weren't for Hui going back to China to play, we would have had hope of promotion." ”

"There were only two or three games in which we conceded four or five goals last season." Zhuo Cunzhi has studied a lot of information about Aachen, and he knows no less about these things than Bernd, "We are only in the middle of the league now, and we have such a heavy defeat, and the opponent has clearly discovered our weaknesses. ”

"But we didn't concede a single goal in those two games." Bernd was not convinced at all.

"Then why don't you go to me, and I can show you the evidence." Zhuo Cunzhi looked at the sky.

"Evidence? Can you still find evidence of this kind of thing? Bernd questioned.

"You come back with me, and I'll let you see." Zhuo Cunzhi said with confidence.

"Okay! I'd like to see what else you have to say. "Zhuo Cunzhi is not weak-minded, and Bernd is even more vigorous.

Zhuo Cunzhi's current residence is not very far from the training base, and the two of them only need to walk over.

The two people on the road didn't talk nonsense, didn't flirt in the moonlight, didn't see the moon and stars and sighed about life, just moved towards the destination.

After all, at this time, two people don't have the mind to enjoy the scenery, they don't have the mind to chat, and if they really want to communicate, there is only one thing they can say.

"Alright, here it is." Zhuo Cunzhi took out the key from his pocket.

This was also the first thing the two men said after leaving the training base.

If there were other people following the two along the way, they would definitely be affected by this awkward atmosphere and become uncomfortable.

However, neither of the two parties felt anything about it, and their expressions did not change along the way.

"Where's the evidence you say?" Bernd had no intention of entering the door, and seemed to want Zhuo Cunzhi to bring out the so-called evidence.

"You can only see that evidence when you come in." Zhuo Cunzhi replied.

"What evidence does it have to get into you?" Bernd looked disgusted.

Because of the events of the past two days, he really has a little prejudice against Zhuo Cunzhi.

But after seeing the scene in the house, he couldn't think about it so much.

Zhuo Cunzhi's room was messy, but it wasn't dirty.

If anything, this room is still tidyed, and in Barnd's opinion, at least it is more diligent than him.

And the reason why it looks messy is because the house is full of small boxes.

Bernd picked up one of them, and at that moment, Zhuo Cunzhi turned on the light in the room.

"Videotape?" Bernd muttered quietly, looking rather confused.

"Show me...... Not this one. Zhuo Cunzhi ran over to take a look, and then shook his head.

As Bernd watched, he began to crouch down, flipping through the tapes.

"What are you doing?" Bernd still hasn't figured out the current situation.

"I'll find you proof." Zhuo Cunzhi said it as a matter of course.

"What does your evidence have to do with the tape?" Bernd asked.

"Wait until I find ...... Well, that's right, this is it. Zhuo Cunzhi pulled out one of the tapes from a pile of videotapes.

"You mean, the evidence you're talking about is in this tape?" Bernd asked in a whisper.

"You see, I'll explain it to you." After taking out a videotape, Zhuo Cunzhi was still looking for it, "You take a look at this first, and I'll find you the others." ”

Bernd could only start watching, and to be honest, he didn't really like watching this because it was boring.

What's more, after reading it once, he didn't understand, how can this thing be considered evidence?

Playing inside were just clips of a few matches in Aachen.

"So?" Bernd is a little angry now because he feels like he's wasting his time.

Of course, there are more doubts, after all, Zhuo Cunzhi is so swearing.

"Look at this again." Zhuo Cunzhi didn't explain, and began to play another videotape.

"Still watching?" Bernd couldn't take it anymore.

Zhuo Cunzhi ignored him and carefully watched these videotapes that he had watched several times.

"yes, this is it." As he spoke, Zhuo Cunzhi stopped the video at one point, "You pay attention here." ”

Bernd tried to keep his eyes open.

Just watching two videotapes, he was a little sleepy.

Even the videotape just now, he was half asleep when he played it, and he didn't know what it was about.

When he got closer, he discovered that it was a tape of last season's game in Aachen.

Where Zhuo Cunzhi stopped, what was playing was a clip of the game of Aachen captain F. Schmidt.

"Look here." As he spoke, Zhuo Cunzhi restarted the videotape.

Here is a clip of F. Schmidt's defense, who repeatedly added to Aachen's loopholes and helped Aachen guard his own door.

"The captain is amazing, and then what?" Bernd said in a defiant tone.

"Then, look here." As he spoke, Zhuo Cunzhi played a clip from the previous videotape.

Here is also a defensive clip from F. Schmidt.

"Forward, forward......" Bernd looked at it, as if he understood something.

Zhuo Cunzhi was not in a hurry to explain to him, and put several other videotapes around him in front of Bernd, which scared Bernd's scalp numb.

"Here's Henry's game, here's Spaniel's game, here's Landgraf's ......" Zhuo Cunzhi stuffed the tapes into Bernd's arms one by one as if he were a salesman.

"After I read it, I came to the conclusion that," Speaking of this, Zhuo Cunzhi's eyes sharpened, "The captain is not serious about defending now and only thinking about attacking, Spanier is always distracted, and Landgraf is old......"

Zhuo Cunzhi said sentence by sentence, making Bernd's gaze at him change again and again.

"Our backline is very experienced, but ......," Zhuo Cunzhi sighed, "I feel like they don't have the fighting spirit anymore. ”

Bernd looked at his arms, several boxes of videotapes, and he looked at the ground again, countless videotapes.

For a moment, Bernd didn't know what to say.