In the stands at the Red Bull Arena.

Not far from the South Stand, where die-hard St. Pauli fans gather, there is another area specially zoned.

It's not close to the venue, and most of the people around it are supporters of St. Pauli, and among them, there is a group of young children.

It's the little players and the little fans who came to Leipzig with the team this time.

The friendly match of the young players is tomorrow, so today they did not pull a single one, and all appeared in the stands, but as the game progressed, they had changed from curiosity and excitement at the beginning to despondency.

The young players who were selected for St. Pauli's Under-15 could naturally read the ball, and the result in the first half made them extremely frustrating.

The team really didn't have the power to fight back at all.

At the start of the second half, they could only pray that the team would come back from the dead.

Just then, the No. 1 sports staff who had gone to buy burgers and beer at halftime returned, and their seats were also arranged here.

It is not only convenient to take care of children, but also to better photograph the die-hard fans in the south stand next to it.

Two staff members passed by the children and complained:

"I don't know what the top is thinking, I'm here to shoot a German second team."

"I've heard that there are players in St. Pauli who have a relationship with the company's executives, so that's why we have this arrangement!"

"No wonder, it's sponsorship and documentary, this relationship is not ordinary!"

"That's it, the kick is so bad, the footage shot today must be cut, it's a pure waste of time!"

The small talk between the two fell right into the ears of the two young St. Pauli players, who looked at each other and stuck out a foot from under their seats.

The staff who passed in front of them were defenseless, and the two of them tripped and stumbled one after another, and most of the beer in their hands was immediately spilled.

Just as they looked down to find the culprit, a young player in the front row suddenly jumped up and cheered, and by chance, his raised hands smashed the only remaining hamburger in their hands to the ground.

"It's a shame! Yes! I'm sorry, I didn't know you guys were behind me......"

Looking at the guilty expression of the Asian boy in front of him, the two staff members also had nothing to do.

At this time, the game has already begun, and they have no time to go back to shopping, so they can only consider themselves unlucky.

"Master! Well done! How do you know the burger is there! ”

Moukoko, the first one to stretch his foot, came up from behind with a grin, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth.

"I know! I know! ”

Joshua Wagnoman, who was also excited, watched the two staff members walk away with a sinister eyebrow, and then whispered:

"Master has eyes in the back! That's why he always makes some weird passes when he plays! ”

Master looked at his two serious-faced teammates like fools and replied.

"I don't know, I'm just concentrating on the game!"

With that, he sat back in his seat, but his mouth was still whispering.

"Bechlens and Zatkowski snatched the ball and played a long pass directly to the centre-forward."

"Phil Krueger grabbed the first point and gave it to Ryo Miyaichi, who stopped the ball and passed, and then went down to the bottom and crossed the triangle, but unfortunately there was no one to outflank him in the middle."

'There's nothing wrong with this pass, it's Bechelens who cut in too slowly, otherwise it would have been a good chance to score!'

"Ryo Miyaichi is in good shape, and he should give him more balls to organize attacks."

This is his habit of watching the ball, and he likes to review the attack in his brain to analyze whether there are more reasonable options.

It's just that the stadium is too noisy, and he can't think in peace, so he can only say what he thinks in his heart.

"You are not allowed to say my father!"

Just as Masters was engrossed in the analysis of RB Leipzig's attack, a crisp voice interrupted him.

"Huh?"

Master turned his head to look at the little girl sitting next to him.

This is a little white girl who is only eight or nine years old, with beautiful blond hair, but her face is very pale, probably because she rarely basks in the sun.

In addition, she was quiet throughout the first half, like a doll who couldn't speak, very different from her lively and active peers.

On the other side of the little girl's seat was a woman in her thirties, who was supposed to be her family and was in charge of taking care of her, and she had been telling her about the situation on the field for the first half, as if she were a private commentator.

Because he sat very close, Master inevitably heard some of it, and it can only be said that the narrator was very unprofessional.

Master also saw them on the train, and listening to the tone of the little girl just now, it should be the family of a certain player.

"I'm sorry, Cecily...... Hey, Cecili, you're ......."

The middle-aged woman first made an embarrassed expression at Master, and then returned her attention to the little girl, and it could be seen that she cared about the little girl very much.

It must be her mother, thinking of what she just said, so they are Bechelens' wife and daughter?

"It's okay, ma'am, maybe I'm affecting your viewing."

Master said politely, but the little girl ignored him.

"No, no, no, I also heard what you analyzed in the first half, but it's much more professional than me, isn't it Cecili?"

The little girl's eyes were still fixed on the court, and she nodded slightly until a dozen seconds later.

If it weren't for Master's outstanding observation, he really wouldn't have found it.

This little girl is too tsundere!

"The ......"

"My name is Master, ma'am."

"Master, this is Cecily, I'm her aunt, Eliya, could you please be louder, Thur... We want to hear from you too. ”

Beyond the motionless little girl, Illya actually made this request.

Want to help her explain?

Master just wanted to refuse, but when he saw the other party's pleading gaze and the little girl's quietly pricked up ears, he actually agreed by a ghost.

"Well, now St. Pauli has changed the formation and become 442, and it seems to be working well so far."

"At least it's better than in the first half, in the first half St. Pauli didn't even have a shot on goal, the main problem was in the midfield, but now after changing the formation, their midfield is rejuvenated, but there are hidden dangers at the back......"

"Look at this ball! It's dangerous! ”

Master was still talking seriously, but the situation on the field changed.

Leipzig centre-back Orban suddenly sent in a long ball that quickly passed through the crowded midfield and went straight to the back of St. Pauli.

A red figure had already started in advance and came out from the side!

It's RB Leipzig's fastest right winger, Sabitzer!

Several St. Pauli centre-backs immediately raised their hands to signal for offside.

But the linesman on this side did not say anything!

The offside trap failed!

Sabitzer stops the ball at high speed!

There is only one lone goalkeeper in front of him!

Single Knife Ball!

Magnum's worst fears have happened!

I don't know if it's because the RB Leipzig players are good at reading the game, or if the head coach on the sidelines Rangnick has arranged it, anyway, after only five minutes of play, they discovered St. Pauli's weakness!

Sabitzer kicked the ball and continued to accelerate towards the goal!

He believed in his speed, and it was impossible for anyone to catch up at this time!

Is it?

A St. Pauli man who had only celebrated his eighteenth birthday two months ago told him with practical actions.

Nothing is impossible!