It was already the middle of the second division.
The gap between the different echelons was also widening.
At present, the familiar faces of the Chinese fans, such as K?lohn, Karlsruhe, and Kaiserslautern, were in the first echelon.
In the middle and upper reaches were Ber 1860, Dusseldorff, Fürth, etc.
United Berlin, Sandhausen, Auer, Bochum, Energie Cottbus and other teams were near the relegation zone and belonged to the group of "poor students" in the class.
Due to the difference in strength, it was difficult for everyone to snatch points from the upper teams. At this stage, they could only target the weak teams below.
Therefore, when the Berlin United encountered a team like Auer, the atmosphere between the two sides would become even more intense.
His brain could even be beaten out!
The characteristics of Auer's team were similar to that of the Berlin United team. They were also very disciplined in their defense and were aggressive in their attacks.
As a result, this match seemed a little dull.
The match was even scheduled for the hot and humid afternoon.
It was a drowsy moment.
At the 75th minute of the second half, the home fans did not have the strength to cheer.
"Today's game was not bad. At least we didn't give the opponent a chance.”
"Yes, Auer's flanks are actually very sharp. Fortunately, we are stable enough to limit the play of the opponent's wingers.”
"However, the competition is indeed a little boring.”
"Yes, Daddy, I'm almost falling asleep.”
"Don't go out and say that you're a fan of United Berlin!”
Uncle Hans was embarrassed.
His 14-year-old daughter, An Ya, was in a rare good mood.
He brought his daughter to watch the game at home.
Who knew that she would act like a fake fan?
Hardcore fans who truly loved the team should support the team with 100% enthusiasm no matter how the team played!
At least that was what Hans did.
"Hans, you can't blame Little Anya. Her playing was really boring.”
Bard, who always liked to complain, spread his hands and said,"
"I think whether or not we can be promoted next season, we should change to a good striker, such as Lewandowski.”
"Are you dreaming? Levan can join our team?" Hogan, a hardcore fan, rolled his eyes.
"Why not? Levan might be willing to come over before he retired at the age of 36.”
"Then how long will it take?"
"Alright, stop arguing and cheer for the soldiers!”Hans interrupted impatiently.
"By the way, don't we have Sullo? Why didn't the commander-in-chief let him go?"
Hogan was curious.
Ever since the last hat-trick victory, Hogan had become a loyal fan of Sullo.
"Tsk, that kid must not have performed well in training. Let him go to the nightclub every day.”Ba De said disdainfully.
"Dad, is Sullo a new player? Isn't it amazing?"
An Ya's black eyes widened. She was very curious about this name.
She had missed a lot of competitions recently and had never heard of this person.
"He is very powerful. I believe he will be playing soon.”
Hans patted his daughter's head lovingly and looked at the field at the same time.
Perhaps this time, Sullo could also break the deadlock?
Uwe, what are you waiting for?
……
"Uwe, should we…try changing players?”
Seeing the stalemate on the field, assistant coach Hofstad suggested.
"There's no hurry. Let's wait a little longer. Now that Silvio is entangled with the opponent's most threatening attacking midfielder... If a substitution breaks the balance, we are still in a bit of danger.”
"But…"
"Ander, calm down... you can let Sullo warm up first.”
"Alright then." Hofstad had no choice but to shut up and call Sullo up from the substitutes 'bench.
The commander, Uwe Neuhaus, was famous for his stubbornness, and no one could persuade him.
Su Luo's legs were numb from sitting on the bench, so she stood up and stretched.
He found a tall and thin Asian teenager warming up on the sidelines.
An Ya's eyes lit up.
"Daddy, is it him? He's Sullo?"
"Yes, it's him, the hero who performed a hat-trick in the last game.”
"Aiya, I want to watch the replay later. It's a pity that I couldn't make it to the competition."
"You might be able to catch up today. I'll bring you here more often in the future.”
" But..." An Ya lowered her head and wanted to say something, but then she raised her head with a smile.
"Good! I hope this good-looking brother scores a goal today…"
Saying that, An Ya even stood up and rushed to the guardrail of the second-floor stand.
She placed her hands by her mouth and shouted in a slightly childish voice.
"Su! Good luck!"
Su Luo was warming up when she seemed to hear something.
He turned around and saw a girl in a woolen hat waving at him.
Sullo also smiled lightly and waved his hand in response.
Then, Uncle Hans pulled Anya back.
"Be careful…"
"Dad, he smiled at me!" An Ya's eyes narrowed into crescents.
At this moment, the stadium entered a dead ball state.
"Oehe requests a substitution. Number 10 Janjic is coming off, number 31 Pazzoni is coming on!”
Seeing the opponent use the defensive midfielder to replace the physically exhausted organizational attacking midfielder, Neuhaus knew that the opportunity had come!
"Su! Ready to…eh? You're so fast?"
"Of course, I know that he will definitely appear.”
Su Luo had already changed into her jersey after warming up and was ready to go out at any time.
Faced with such an undisciplined kid, Neuhaus 'expression changed.
"Alright, hurry up."
After the fourth official finished his inspection, he raised his sign again.
Hans, who was in the stands, had sharp eyes and quickly organized the fans.
"Everyone, get ready to give our hero a voice!”
"Berlin United requests a substitution. Number 23, Silvio, come down. Number 39, Sullo, come up!”
The Brazilian, Silvio, dragged his tired body and high-fived and hugged Sullo.
"Su, it's up to you. Get rid of these bastards!”
"Watch and see!"
The moment Su Luo's left foot stepped on the field, a strong sense of strength once again surged from the bottom of her foot to her entire body!
The match was even shorter than the last time, only five minutes.
However, it was enough for Sullo!
"Su!" "Su!" "Su!"
The reversal in the last match had allowed Sullo to gain a lot of fans.
Everyone could not help but look forward to his performance in this match.
An Ya was glared at by her father and did not dare to stand up and shout. She could only sit obediently on the chair and applaud Su Luo.
"Although I haven't watched your competition, you can do it!”
When Sullo went on stage, Oue's players were also stunned.
"Is he…that…"
"Yes, it's him."
"It doesn't look like much. He killed those idiots, Sandhausen?”
"Don't underestimate the enemy!"
The players on the field were discussing animatedly, and Oue's manager, Falco Goetz, also frowned.
"The old fox changed to a young boy at this time. Do you expect to steal one? Fortunately, all three of my spots are defensive players.”
In an away game, he strived for stability.
However, after the match resumed, the Eastern youth was like a headless fly, running around in the front field without any order.
"Uh…running without the ball is really amateur. I can rest assured now…Hmm?”
Before he could calm down, the situation on the field suddenly changed!
In the 88th minute of the game, Sullo ran around in the front field for two minutes before suddenly running to the middle!
Just then, the straight ball from behind also came over.
Sullo temporarily obtained a 2-second vacuum period!
Facing the steel forest defensive formation in front of him, Sullo began to be unreasonable!
"It feels right, right? Who cares…this ball is unsolvable!"
Bang!
However, Sullo didn't stop the ball. He raised his leg and hit the ball from the top of the penalty area!
The football drew a strange arc and passed through the dense crowd!
He smashed into the pillar!
It bounced into the net!
Hiss--
Auer's commander, Falco Goetz, was so shocked that his eyes almost fell to the ground!
"What's going on?"
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