With three assists, the team won at home, and this result was still very good for Nie Huan.

The game was over, Nie Huan shook hands with the opposing players one by one and said goodbye, although Mannheim is not a strong team, it is indeed a difficult enough team.

"You played really well, the five of us can't stop you, the victory in this game belongs to you, but next time, we won't let you win so easily." One of them said to Nie Huan in a black and hard way.

Nie Huan nodded with a smile, in this game, these five guys in the midfield have indeed brought enough trouble to themselves, their physical fitness that can't run to death really makes them feel the pressure, the five of them are veritable midfield meat grinders, but it's a pity that they can't show their talents at a higher level.

Today their defense is really good, if Bochum can have this kind of defense in the midfield, how good it would be, now Bochum, although there are a lot of helpers, but there are very few defenders who are really trustworthy.

At the end of this game, Nie Huan dragged his tired body and took a shower in the team's bathroom before going home. At least he is not invincible, even if his prediction is strong, it is futile in the face of a steely defense.

Although he sent three assists, which seemed perfect, he knew very well in his heart that the five of them did defend themselves in this game, and they finally encountered the biggest challenge since landing in the German Second Division.

Nie Huan closed the valve of the sprinklerhead, wiped his hair, walked out of the bathroom, and drove to the house.

Pushing open the door, a smell of incoming aroma hit him, Nie Huan saw Nie Yi'an making dumplings in the kitchen, Beckenbauer was helping with a decent face, and Cheryl had not come back in the company. This fragrance is the fragrance of the dumpling filling, and it is the taste of hometown.

Nie Huan washed his hands, came to the side, and when he saw the dumplings with bread, he burst into laughter directly, the dumplings wrapped by Beckenbauer didn't look like dumplings at all, they looked like rice balls. It's really embarrassing for this football emperor, you don't have to think about it to know that it must be a strong man caught by Nie Yi'an, otherwise with this character, he would not deign to make dumplings no matter what.

"What are you laughing at, aren't you good at wrapping it?" Beckenbauer was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, very good, it's a fight with the rice balls, it's good." Nie Huan clutched his stomach, and his laughter gradually became quieter.

"Are glutinous rice balls also a type of dumpling? Looks like I'm as talented at cooking as I am at football. Beckenbauer was narcissistic again, making another dumpling-style dumpling.

"Come on, my son is teasing you, you really think he's praising you, tangyuan is another food in our hometown, that is, the dumplings you wrap, and there are fillings in the rounds, but not like dumplings." Beckenbauer listened to Nie Yi'an's words, and looked at Nie Huan with wide eyes, this guy is really too lawless, and he dares to make fun of his father at will.

Seeing that Beckenbauer was about to get angry, Nie Huan took the initiative to raise his hand to surrender, and at this time Cheryl also returned.

"It's so lively at home, what are you talking about?" Cheryl entered the door and heard the commotion in the room.

Beckenbauer could only glare at Nie Huan with hatred, Cheryl came at the right time, otherwise this kid would be really miserable. Even if I teach him, I don't want to teach him in front of others.

"It's nothing, we were kidding." Nie Huan rounded up the movement just now with a word.

"Is this a dumpling? It looks so beautiful, is this round and non-slippery dumpling also a dumpling? Is this a new variety? Cheryl pointed to this new breed of Beckenbauer's bag and asked Nie Huan innocently.

Nie Huan couldn't help laughing and nodded vigorously, but Cheryl's next sentence directly made Beckenbauer almost get under the table, "But this new breed is too ugly." ”。

"Hahahaha............" The laughter in the room almost toppled the roof, and Nie Huan and Nie Yi'an, mother and son, were about to burst into tears. Beckenbauer's face really turned purple at this time, which was so embarrassing and aggrieved.

"This is my father's bag, his first time wrapping, it would be good to be able to make it like this, there is no new variety of dumplings, just this one, he won't pinch like that, so he can wrap it into such a glutinous rice ball." Nie Huan explained, quickly wrapped one, and then took a dumpling skin and wrapped it.

Hearing Nie Huan's explanation, Beckenbauer's face looked a lot better, this son didn't sell himself at a critical moment, and it was really okay.

"I'd like to try it too." Cheryl washed her hands and joined the dumpling-making camp, after she saw Nie Huan and Nie Yi'an's techniques, she also began to wrap them, the first one was a little slow, but it was not wrapped into dumplings like Beckenbauer.

Her talent is still much stronger than Beckenbauer, after packing two or three, she is already proficient, at this time Beckenbauer took a back seat and went to drink tea on the sofa, just now she was really too aggrieved, and she had to lower the fire.

The speed of the three of them was still very fast, and in less than a while, the dumpling filling and skin were all used up, Nie Huan washed his hands, sat on the sofa, took an orange from the fruit bowl and ate it.

"When I saw you enter the door today, you seemed to be preoccupied, what's wrong with you." Beckenbauer took a sip of tea.

"It's nothing, it's me who is too mediocre and self-conscious, and I set my goals too high." Nie Huan stuffed the orange into his mouth, and a sweet smell directly entered his mouth, among so many fruits, he preferred oranges.

"It's because you feel powerless, although you gave three assists in this game, I can see that you are not playing as freely as before, which is normal, because everyone is getting more and more familiar with you, and your teammates can't keep up with you." What Beckenbauer said was the truth, Nie Huan was still eating oranges on the side, this was only his first season in the Bundesliga, and the team's smooth promotion was the main thing, what else to do.

"I know this, I'll do my best anyway, but why did Dad's World Cup draw put us in a group with the sticks." Nie Huan finally asked the question that had been holding in his heart for the past few days.

"Sticks?" Beckenbauer was puzzled, which country is this, "the stick is South Korea." Nie Huan saw Beckenbauer's puzzlement and explained.

"Oh, although they are the hosts, they are very strong, we should easily crush them." Beckenbauer and many people reacted the same, thinking that although the stick of this World Cup is one of the hosts, it is definitely the existence of soy sauce, because the strength is there.

"Hehe, I hope so, if according to the strength on paper, the stick is indeed the weakest opponent in the group, but the real competition is not just on paper. Zheng Meng Chun is not as simple as you think, and you will understand when the World Cup really starts. "Because of his own existence, Germany and the stick are in a group, but Meng Chun's deterrent power still makes him a little frightened, in case Germany becomes a ghost like Italy and Spain, it is really hard to say.

"Huh? Zheng Meng Chun? Beckenbauer's eyes narrowed suddenly, and the thick lenses of his glasses could not stop the glittering light.

"Let me tell you the truth, although this World Cup is nominally the World Cup of Japan and South Korea, in the end, he will definitely be made into a World Cup by a stick, and his main purpose is to use this World Cup to enter the inner circle of the stick, so during this period, you know." Nie Huan finished eating an orange, and finished speaking.

"Oh, that's right, but now that we have you, are we still afraid of him? Are you still afraid of these unfair treatments? Do you say this because you are afraid of the stick in your heart? Beckenbauer's face returned to calm.

'I'm not afraid of sticks, I'm afraid that my efforts will end up with a few offsides, a few red cards and a few penalties. These are all things that the stick did in the World Cup in the previous life, although it was very controversial, but they still won the fourth place in the World Cup, and Zheng Mengchun finally met his expectations.

"How dare they be so blatant?" Beckenbauer was somewhat incredulous.

"Of course I'm guessing all of this, and hopefully they can play fairly, but as long as it's not a red card, I'm not afraid of the rest." Nie Huan shrugged his shoulders and said that all this is really nothing, Germany in the previous life was able to eliminate the stick in the semifinals, relying not only on the physical strength that did not lose to the opponent, but also on the amazing tactical execution, at this point, it is impossible to exchange for any penalty kicks and red cards, unless you punish these eleven people, it is difficult for you to really defeat such a team.

"I'll look them up." Beckenbauer felt that if these were true, then the matter was a big deal.

Zheng Meng Chun never thought that everything he carefully arranged would be completely subverted by a traverser.

If there were no match-fixing and misjudgments, it would be really hard to say whether Brazil would be able to achieve the great feat of five crowns in this World Cup.

Of course, from the perspective of previous lives, the two teams that benefited the most from this World Cup were one of the sticks and the other was Brazil, while Spain, Italy and Germany were essentially humble victims of this World Cup.

Nie Huan was eating dumplings, while still thinking, Spain and Italy are indeed not easy to deal with, if it weren't for the stick to kill them, Brazil would really not be sure.

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