Sun Xiang was just about to celebrate, when Heinz pounced on him from behind and threw him to the ground.

"Sun Xiang! Run-up, shot...... Entered! Entered, entered, entered! The ball is in! Sun Xiang's first goal in the Bundesliga! China's youngest goalscorer in the top five leagues, Sun Xiang! You must know that he is just 17 years and 8 months old, and this age can also be ranked in the history of the Bundesliga! He Wei shouted excitedly.

"Rafael misjudged the direction and the poor goalkeeper was beaten twice from the penalty spot as soon as he came on the pitch."

"Awesome Sun Xiang! What a long face for China! ”

"You're much better than those big names in China!"

"Mom! Hurry up and take a look on the Internet, I want to buy Sun Xiang's jersey! ”

“…………”

In the end, Wolfsburg won the game at home with a 4-0 victory.

Although Sun Xiang was not named MVP after the game, he still enjoyed the applause from the home team's fans.

When the whole team closed the game, the fans were also chanting Sun Xiang's name, and "Sun" resounded in the public arena.

"How? It's a great feeling, isn't it? Camacho put his arm around Sun Xiang and asked in awkward English.

The Spanish midfielder also praised Sun's performance.

"It's great, it's unimaginable."

Indeed, a month ago, he was a fringe player on the team's bench; A month later, he was on the top flight.

In a month, I completed the transition from grassroots to professional.

……………………

"Everyone played well today and will give everyone a day off tomorrow. But! The league has just started, we have our goals, we can't just indulge in the momentary fun. Okay, that's all, hard work! ”

In the dressing room after the game, Schmidt gave the players a small meeting.

"Oh yes, Sun, your German teacher will be going to your apartment tomorrow."

"What? Heinz, what did he say? Sun Xiang still didn't understand.

“…………”

Mixed interview area outside the house.

"Sun Xiang! Sun Xiang! This way! ”

A word of Chinese attracted Sun Xiang, and he came to the man's side.

It was a girl with a Chinese face, the reason why she said it was a girl was because she still had childishness on her delicate face, and her long wavy hair was draped over her shoulders, if it weren't for holding the microphone, Sun Xiang would have found it hard to believe that she was a reporter

"Hello Sun Xiang, I am a reporter from the Central Sports Daily, my name is Liu Na, can I ask you a few questions?"

Liu Na asked.

For Chinese journalists, Sun Xiang certainly has all the questions he asks.

"First question: Where did you play before you came here?"

"In school varsity."

"Did you ever think you'd be in the Tier League one day?"

"You say, if I could see the future, I might as well buy a lottery ticket." Sun Xiang joked.

"Haha, then the second question: Do you have anything to say about your own play in this game?"

"I almost jumped up yesterday when I found out I was in the squad, let alone play. Anyway, being able to play is also an encouragement from the coach. ”

"And how would you rate your performance?"

"If you get a perfect score of 10, you can get a passing score of 6. After all, I made a lot of low-level mistakes when I first came on the court, and it would be better if I could avoid them in the future. ”

"Listening to your answer, it's hard to imagine that you are a 17-year-old player, more like a veteran on the court, you didn't lie about your age, right?" Liu Na asked with a grin.

"You've found out. To tell you the truth, I am 71 years old this year, and I have eaten the family heirloom Rejuvenation Pill. Sun Xiang said seriously.

"Poof, hahaha............" Sun Xiang's answer made Liu Na tremble with laughter.

“…………”

Sun Xiang looked at Liu Na a little stupid.

"Ahem, it's rude."

Liu Na found out about her gaffe and hurriedly adjusted.

"One last question: Do you have any expectations for your future career plan?"

"Planning...... Of course, the more you play, the better you play, and then you can break through. ”

"Well, thank you for the interview."

"It's okay, it's okay."

After speaking, Sun Xiang signaled to Liu Na and left the mixed interview area.

"Maybe he's not bad......

Looking at Sun Xiang's back, Liu Na thought secretly.

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The next morning.

"Jingle bell~" A phone call broke the comfortable morning.

"Hey...... Raiola, why are you doing so early?" Sun Xiang was a little emotional.

"Hurry up, boy! Your German teacher is coming! Raiola said helplessly.

"What? The German teacher is here? How did I not know? Sun Xiang said with a confused expression.

"You don't know? Didn't the manager tell you yesterday? ”

Raiola was puzzled.

"Yesterday...... Oh yes, I see, I'll get up now! ”

I remembered what head coach Schmidt said yesterday that Hinds did not translate for himself.

Hanging up the phone, Sun Xiang quickly got up and brushed his teeth and washed his face, and cleaned up his room again. When Raiola arrived, he thought he was in the wrong room.

In half an hour, Sun Xiang could be regarded as tidying up the room, at least he could have a place to sit.

"Ding-dong......"

The doorbell rang.

“Coming here.” Sun Xiang said to the door.

"Excuse me~"

Chinese? And it sounds like a woman.

Sure enough, when I opened the door and walked in, it was a girl who looked like a student, with a ponytail and black-rimmed glasses, and she was polite and polite, giving people the feeling of a well-behaved girl.

"You are Sun Xiang, my name is Wang Jing, and I am a freshman at the Technical University of Braunschweig, Germany." Wang Jing politely introduced herself.

"My name is Sun Xiang, please give me a lot of advice." Sun Xiang also introduced.

"You just said you were a sophomore, so how did you come to be a teacher?"

"Well, because my teacher's friend said that I needed a German teacher, and it was better to be Chinese, and I happened to be studying linguistics in Germany, so the teacher called me over. But they'll pay me the same as well! Wang Jing replied.

"Oh so...... What about that, you sit down first, and I'll pour you a glass of water. ”

"Oh, no............"

Without waiting for Wang Jing to answer, Sun Xiang hurriedly ran to the kitchen to find a cup for her.

Wang Jing had no choice but to walk to the edge of the sofa and sit down.

I have to say that the accommodation environment arranged by the club for Sun Xiang is really good, a standard room with one bedroom and one living room, about 60 square meters, which is also transparent from north to south, and the room is also full of light. In addition, Sun Xiang cleaned it again just now and sprayed it with freshener, so the house was relatively fresh.

"Wang Jing, if you're bored, watch TV, I'll have to look for a while." Sun Xiang shouted at the living room.

"Okay, don't bother."

After speaking, Wang Jingshun turned on the remote control on the coffee table.

As soon as the TV was turned on, there was a sports channel that happened to broadcast yesterday afternoon's game.

In a shot, Sun Xiang's figure flashed, at first Wang Jing thought she was wrong, and then she couldn't help but exclaim when she saw the penalty kicker.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Sun Xiang hurriedly ran out of the kitchen.

Wang Jing looked at Sun Xiang in surprise, and then asked in a trembling voice:

"You are Sun Xiang, the Sun Xiang who played football?"