"How's that, isn't it handsome for me to wear this outfit!" Joao, who wore the number 25 shirt, showed off to Zhuo Cunzhi.

"......" Zhuo Cunzhi looked at him with "warmth" with the eyes of caring for mentally handicapped children.

"It's really handsome, it's really handsome, isn't it!" Joao didn't pay attention to Zhuo Cunzhi's eyes at all, just talked to himself.

Obviously, these two sentences of his are interrogative sentences, but when they come out of their mouths, they directly become affirmative sentences.

"Yes, yes, very handsome." Zhuo Cunzhi casually said perfunctory, "The game will start later, warm up." ”

"Got it, got it." Speaking in a very perfunctory tone, Joao did not continue to narcissist.

He's changed a lot these days, and those changes are seen by everyone.

This time against Allen away, the coaching staff brought him along, which is also an encouragement.

"Diem, don't be so nervous, don't look at this Aaron's first two wins, and the prototype has been exposed recently?" João thinks he is justified and convincing

"In the last game against the promoted horse Berlin Union, I was stunned and was killed 5:0." Joao looked dismissive.

"Last season we played against them in Aachen and won both home and away games!" Joao looked confident.

"Aaron, they are at this level, we will win!" Joao summed it up.

Ran Goose ......

The promoted horse Berlin Union in your mouth is now scoring nine goals and conceding one goal in three rounds, temporarily ranking at the top of the list!

Aaron, who you say is of this level, finished sixth last season, and his strength is even higher than that of Aachen.

You say you win home and away, but you only win by one goal.

What's more, now that it's an away game, which team won't give it their all at home?

Last season, Aachen won 17 league games away, with 4 wins, 4 draws and 9 losses, and only got 16 points!

Among so many defeats, there is no shortage of big defeats that concede four or five goals, and small defeats that concede two or three goals are even more common.

And in the home game, Aachen won 9 wins, 3 draws and 5 losses, and got 30 points!

In comparison, it is not difficult to see that for Aachen, it is nearly twice as difficult to score on the road as it is at home!

There were so many words that he wanted to complain about, but before Zhuo Cunzhi could say it, he saw Joao's trembling calves.

Well, it's shaking non-stop~~~

Zhuo Cunzhi couldn't help but look at it twice, his face full of ridicule.

Joao was really too nervous, and he kept talking there, not noticing Zhuo Cunzhi's expression at all.

Perhaps to ease the pressure on himself, when the game started, the two men sat on the bench and Joao was still speaking.

"Diem believes me, we're going to win this one easily." Joao sat on the bench and said, "When we are 3-0 up, the coach will definitely send us up to get used to the game." ”

"Definitely." Joao was trying to convince himself.

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Zhuo Cunzhi looked at Joao who was still tensing his muscles with caring eyes for children.

“tooooooooooooooooooooooooooor！”

"It was Marcus who scored for Allen!"

"Feinber!"

"Marcus!"

"Feinber!"

"Allen's current goal tally!"

"One ball!"

"Aachen's current goal tally is!"

"Zero ball! Zero ball! Zero ball! ”

Less than eight minutes into the game, Allen's leading scorer, Marcus Feinberg, scored.

Marcus scored 13 goals in the Bundesliga last season and finished behind Xie Hui as the third highest scorer in the Bundesliga.

And this season, Allen's strength and condition are even better, and Marcus himself is even hotter!

Now, Marcus has scored again, and Hag's face is all white.

Joao, who is whiter than him, in his opinion, Allen's goal equals that Aachen is behind and that he can't play!

Can't play! Can't play! Can't play!

After all the hard work of following the team to such a far place, but not getting a minute of playing time, is there anything more desperate than this?

Joao felt that he was too much of a cup, that the world was too cruel, and that what had happened to him made those who smelled sad tears and didn't know who to talk to.

Then he looked to his side, "Deem, do I still have a chance to play?" ”

"Brother Kayas played well, you probably don't have a show." Zhuo Cunzhi did not pity Joao's sad face at all, and said mercilessly.

In his opinion, Joao is simply a crow's mouth, a flag, and he was scored as soon as he said that he could score, he was simply poisoned custard, he was simply a game, and he was Pele.

"How can you ...... this?" Joao felt like the whole world was directed at him.

"No, I'm a striker now." After half a minute, Joao finally reacted and immediately smiled.

"Striker?" Zhuo Cunzhi was confused when he heard this, "I haven't heard you say this." ”

"Well, the coach only told me when he came here." By this time, Joao had forgotten the pain caused by Allen's goal and was back to his old self.

Sure enough, stupid psychology is generally not a problem.

"Striker......" Zhuo Cunzhi recalled Joao's speed and ability to grab points, and nodded involuntarily.

"It's true that Brother Xie is not in good shape right now, Laimerman and Diane are slowly aging, you have a chance." Zhuo Cunzhi said in a low voice, for fear of being heard by other teammates and affecting the harmony within the team.

"That's it." Joao agreed.

"When I play as a striker, I must be playing with the ball on the opposite side of the defender, and I can score a hat-trick in ten minutes!" Joao spoke confidently with a mouthful of beard.

"Have you played as a striker before?" Zhuo Cunzhi felt something was wrong when he heard this, and hurriedly asked.

"I haven't kicked it." João shook his head absently.

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"......" Zhuo Cunzhi looked at Hahe, who was still staring at the situation on the field, and then looked at Joao, who was heartless......

Maybe it's good for him to choose Qu Bo, at least his shooting skills are quite reliable, and it can also strengthen Zhuo Cunzhi's current strengths, isn't it?

And Aachen's side, whether it is the head coach or teammates, it seems that they may be a little unreliable.

Can he really lead the movement by himself?

"Don't worry, I'm from the same country as Ronaldo." João pointed to himself, the familiar confidence on his face.

Dida is also in the same country as Ronaldo.

Zhuo Cunzhi didn't say it, but his face clearly meant it.

"Don't believe me, do you? Wait for me to put on a show for you! Joao patted his chest and said.

"Who's going to let you play?" Zhuo Cunzhi had an inexplicable expression on his face.

Joao froze, and then remembered that he was still a substitute.

"No, that's not right, how can you put me on the bench with such a genius!" Joao said hurriedly.

"You can talk to the manager." Zhuo Cunzhi pointed in the direction of Hahe.

Joao glanced in that direction, and immediately stopped talking in fear, and sat upright with a face of "I'm very well-behaved, I'm obedient, please let me play".

Zhuo Cunzhi looked at it funny, and when he put his eyes back on the arena, his face suddenly became solemn.

One thing he wasn't wrong about was that Joao really had a chance to be a striker, Aachen's main striker.

Because Aachen's Laimerman and Diane, the two main strikers, are really not reassuring.

Laemmermann, in particular, who opened the scoring for Aachen in the last game, was actually in pretty bad form.

Zhuo Cunzhi doubted that he would only score this one goal this whole season.

In this regard, Hach's gaze is also becoming more and more solemn.

Marcus from Bayer Leverkusen with a lot of money. Dawn was injured, Xie Hui was not in good shape, Reimerman was useless, and Hahe was more bitter than anyone else.

looked at the bench, stopped on Zhuo Cunzhi's body for a moment, and then looked at Joao.

After a moment's hesitation, Hach wanted to see the situation again......