After the signing of the contract was completed, Su Ke's heart that had been hanging was put down.

Becic knew that Suker had a crucial game tomorrow, so he didn't stay with Suk, and the two parted.

After returning to the training base, Suke noticeably became a little more relaxed.

"Signed the contract?"

Modric asked.

No one else knows as the club has not yet been announced, but Modric is in the know.

Suker smiled and made an 'OK' gesture, which also brought a smile to Modric's face.

He can continue to be teammates with Suker again.

At the end of the pre-match training session, head coach Vansted Yak called everyone together.

Su Ke and the others stood in two rows and waited for the head coach to speak.

Vansted from left to right, his gaze meeting each player's, his eyes full of encouragement.

"After a season of hard work, it's finally the last minute!"

Vansteyakron, with a hint of tremor in his voice, was clearly nervous about the crucial battle that was coming.

"There is only one champion in a season! This is also an honor for the best team! ”

"It's the first time since the founding of the team that we are so close to the Bosnian Premier League title!"

"Remember, you're making history!"

Vansteak's voice caused a flame to burn in everyone's hearts.

"I can't predict tomorrow's game, but I trust you! The hard work and training you have had this season will not disappoint you! For the first time, the champion will also be injected into the genes of a man named Mostar Zlinisky! ”

"This is a small town in Bosnia and Herzegovina, and it is not worth mentioning in the whole country!"

"But this time, you will make the voice of Mostar heard by the whole of Bosnia and Herzegovina with a victory!"

Vansteak clenched his fists and shouted, "The championship belongs to Mostar!" ”

Under the agitation in everyone's hearts, they roared in unison:

"The championship belongs to Mostar!"

......

"Tomorrow we are going to play Sarajevo Railway, and it feels like they are in front of us in every key game!"

Sterke looked at Suker and Modric and said.

Immediately, he said with a wistful face; "I don't know, if I have a chance to play tomorrow!"

Sterke has given up.

For him, being friends with Suker and Modric was a big blow.

Watching two friends play so well in the game while they were still on the bench competing for a starting spot.

At first, there was some unwillingness and chasing, but with the loss of time, Sterke had already laid down.

Can't catch up!

They are not people of the same world at all.

'There should be chances in the second half, our style of play is to get the advantage quickly and then we will defend a lot and although Vansteak is an aggressive young manager, he will be a little more cautious in his line-up for such a crucial game.

"Yes! I should have a chance! ”

Listening to Suke's analysis, Sterke looked expectant.

"Sleep well when you go back tonight, don't affect tomorrow's game!"

Kosopage walked over, and he naturally rested his hands on Suker and Modric's shoulders to remind them.

Suke turned his head and smiled; "Captain, wait for the goal tomorrow, I'll pass you the ball!"

Modric was also serious; "I'll do it more in the first half!"

Looking at the fighting spirit of the two, Kosopetch also felt extremely relieved in his heart.

The day before the race was spent in silence.

Everyone is making the final adjustments for this game.

The next day, in the morning.

The once peaceful town comes alive.

From early in the morning, vendors are pushing carts towards the Zhilinsky Stadium.

The small-town fans are also bringing some of the things they need to use in the game to the pitch.

Even though the bout didn't start until 3 p.m., the tension that precedes the championship fight was already in full swing.

Sou!

Bosnia and Herzegovina TV's live broadcast vehicle drove from the main road in Mostar towards the Zhilinsky Stadium.

They need to be the first to come to the stadium and set up the cameras in order to better lay the groundwork for the broadcast of this championship match.

Journalists from all over the country also appeared in the small town of Mostar, randomly selecting the townspeople for interviews.

"Champion? Yes! We are the champions! ”

A young man wearing a fisherman's hat and short sleeves proudly said to the camera; "This is the first championship in Mostar, it touches everyone's hearts, and we all believe that Mostar Zlinjski will bring us the championship!"

"The most anticipated player is Suker! Hahaha! Two seasons ago, we were teammates in the second division! “

"That's right! That's right! It's the Mostar Wanderers! Hahahaha! ”

"Who is more powerful now, me or Suke? Well, I'd love to say that I'm good at it, but the fact is that I've given up on football and I'm better at the time than I was then. ”

Kovic smiled very happily when he faced the camera.

He pulled a business card out of his pocket and held it in front of the camera.

"I'm a sailor, we'll be out fishing in June this year, and the boss can contact me if you need it!"

......

Inside the artisan shop in Mlinar.

Olipe said solemnly in front of the camera; "It was I who discovered Suker, he almost broke off his career path due to his height, and when I saw Suke's performance, I decided that he was talented!"

"He's unbeatable! Now it's been proven everything! ”

"He's definitely the core player in my team!"

......

"Mostar Zlinski was founded in 1905, we also played in the former Yugoslavia Football League in the early days, but we were quickly relegated, Mostar Zlinski is a team without honors, but we are injecting her first glory and title!"

Athletic Director Kelly. Facing the camera, Vikmánzić said solemnly: "This season, we are bound to win the championship and create a new future for Mostar Zlinjski!"

.......

It's noon.

The weather is still cool in May, but the sun is scorching.

The fans who gathered around the Zhilinsky Stadium also held up umbrellas, and they came to the area early to take their seats.

That's right! It's occupying a seat!

For this game, Mostar Zlinski and the town government announced that the game was free to watch.

Out of the south stands, the fans did not occupy their seats, and this is the area that the club has allocated to students.

After some communication, the school in Mostar reached an agreement with the club to ask for 500 seats for the students to watch the games.

Obviously, this is also to plant the seeds of 'hometown' in the hearts of these students.

After all, young people are running to big cities, and no one wants to run back to build their hometown, so they are racking their brains to find a way.

Injecting a 'sense of hometown pride' is obviously a good way to do it.

And at the moment, Mostar has a very good opportunity.

As it approached two o'clock, there were more and more fans around the Zhilinsky Stadium.

Even the roof was packed, and many people were afraid that the roof would not be able to withstand the pressure and collapse.

The standing stands on the other three sides are even more crowded with a large number of people.

The fans on the outside can barely see the stadium, so they just join in the fun.

"It's coming!"

"They're coming!"

"Come on!!"

"Warriors of Mostar!"

The bus stopped at the edge of the stadium and the fans erupted in loud cheers as the players walked down one after another.

Bang Bang!!

The applause at the scene was continuous, and as far as the eye could see, the black pressure was full of people.

It was also the first time that the Zhilinsky Stadium had welcomed such a large number of fans.

"About 10,000 people, right?"

Bir Yar's face was excited.

This guy is crazy, the more people there are, the more excited they are, and they want to show themselves more, of course, this kind of player also has another title, Mr. Big Scene!

"Are these people on an outing?"

Su Ke looked at the dirt slope not far away, one by one, the cloths one by one, as if the family had gone out for an outing, and it was full of food and drink.

However, this is also a characteristic of the town, after all, you can't find this kind of place when you go to a professional course.

Suker and others walked onto the pitch under the leadership of head coach Vansted Ark, and there was applause along the way.

In the front bench of the south stand, Dinamo Zagreb's head coach Besic and scout Yat Geneic also sat together.

"Their opponent in the final is Sarajevo Railworkers, a team that is also a strong team in Bosnia and Herzegovina, in previous competitions, Mostar Zlinski is on a par with Sarajevo Railworkers, but this season Mostar Zlinski has beaten Sarajevo Railworkers twice in two rounds, and this is their last meeting this season!"

Listening to Artgenich's explanation, Besic nodded slightly; "I remember that Posechenocchi moved to the Bosnia-Herzegovina team."

"It's Sarajevo railway workers!" Arte Ganich finished laughing, and then shook his head; "But his form has dropped too badly!"

As a former Croatia international, despite being a substitute, Poschchenocchi is still a very good centre-back candidate.

But after the age of 30, his form began to plummet.

After two seasons at Lokomotiv Zagreb, he was finally unable to complete the adjustment of his form and finally chose to leave.

As Yatganic spoke, Becic's eyes were on the pitch.

To be exact, he was looking at Modric's beloved disciple.

As the initiation coach of Modric and the coach who brought him into the professional arena, Besic has always considered Modric to be his proudest work.

And Modric's performance in the Bosnia-Herzegovina league this season is also very good.

This is also extremely satisfying for Besic.