From the Country Team To the Rich

Frank DeVere was stunned.

It shouldn't be!

According to his judgment, Hoffenheim should accept the offer.

After thinking about it, Frank Divel asked, "How much do we offer?"

"Fifty thousand euros!"

"God!" Frank Duvel covered his head and said; "50,000 Euros can't win him. As far as I know, Hoffenheim spent at least tens of thousands of publicity funds on him, especially Let him accept a lot of commercials, it is obviously the plan to become the number one star."

"My dear friend, they are not fools, and they will not trade at a loss."

The voice on the other end of the phone said awkwardly: "I thought they were poor, you know, this is the first time we signed from an amateur team, I thought 50,000 euros was enough."

Frank Devil shook his head helplessly.

This is already a matter of sincerity. If Hoffenheim thinks that Saarbrücken is humiliating them, it will be even worse.

They are likely to spend more money because of the misunderstanding.

Moreover, Frank Deviel understands the significance of Morsi to Hoffenheim. This is to train him as the number one star, pouring his heart and money into it. It can be said that it will take a certain amount of money to get him from Saarbrücken. cost.

Fortunately, this is an amateur team and does not know so many routines.

If it is the old fritters clubs at the level of the North and South regions, it is estimated that they have already started shouting "not for sale", while waiting for them to increase their quotations.

Therefore, the most critical thing now is how to demonstrate sincerity.

Thinking of this, Frank Deviel asked, "Man, how did they give back to us? Did they mention something like 'not for sale'?"

"No!" The other end of the phone said helplessly; "Their answer is very direct!"

"How direct!"

"In a word..."

"What words?"

"...Add money!"

Frank DeVille: "..."

 …

The offer from Saarbrücken quickly spread.

Hoffenheim can't hide this kind of thing at all. After all, the club is too small, and there will always be some news leaked.

Moreover, Zhang Xian did not intend to block the news, so the next day, everyone knew about Saarbrücken's bid for Morsi.

In this regard, Hoffenheim fans feel a little heavy.

On the one hand, they don't want Morsi to leave Hoffenheim, they haven't seen enough of Morsi scoring goals.

On the other hand, they don't want to limit Morsi's development.

In fact, at the beginning of this season, Morsi is in a brave state, and he has even shown that he does not belong to an amateur team.

Many people have commented that even in the sixth tier league, Morsi can kill all sides.

And in the Bundesliga, after a period of precipitation, he can also firmly lock in the main position.

This is a talented child, his future should be in the stars and seas.

Compared with Morsi's talent, the temple of Hoffenheim is too small.

Qianlong is going to come out of the abyss after all.

Now Hoffenheim has given Morsi wings, and he has the capital to soar into the sky.

 …

On the training ground, Hoffenheim players are still training.

Compared with the past, the atmosphere today is a little different.

Although there is not much difference on the surface, everyone is training more attentively, and even take the initiative to seek additional training from the coach or correct their own problems.

Even the air was filled with a sense of tension.

David Koch looked at this scene with a smile, and said softly: "Finally, it looks a little bit better."

The assistant coach Wagner asked: "Is it because of the transfer of Morsi?"

team changes,

Naturally, he could also see that, compared to the previous carelessness, there was a sense of urgency in competition among everyone.

"When that offer came out, they also understood that there is nothing wrong with them being teammates now, but what about the future?"

David Koch said with a smile; "Football is a sport that is positive and pursues the limit. No one wants to stand still. They all want to go to a higher stage."

"The atmosphere in the previous Hoffenheim team was good, but not professional because they lacked a sense of urgency."

"There is nothing wrong with them being teammates, but they are even more rivals! No one knows, who will leave again the next day, maybe the Bundesliga, maybe the Bundesliga, or the Bundesliga... Envy and jealousy will appear, They will have a sense of 'why not me' loss, and these emotions will slowly ferment, telling them that this is a career!"

"Football is a sport for eleven people, but it needs a focus. How to become that focus requires better performance, harder training and a more positive attitude!"

"This is professional football!"

At noon, everyone came to the cafeteria to eat.

Every day at noon, the club will provide them with a nutritious lunch. Although it is not delicious, it is very lively for everyone to eat together.

But today's atmosphere is a bit low, everyone is bowing their heads and eating their own food.

People who usually gather together are also scattered at this time.

Some people were eating silently while bowing their heads, while others were in a daze.

Looking at this scene, Morsi felt very sad. He felt that it was because of his own problems that his teammates had such a change.

Morsi was the first to know about Saarbrücken.

At the beginning, he was very pleasantly surprised, which came from the recognition of the other party.

But after the surprise, he started to struggle again. He really wanted to play on a higher stage.

The Bundesliga arena is a stage that Morsi could not have imagined before.

Now, with this future in front of him, he couldn't help but start to hesitate.

On the one hand, he wants to go to the Bundesliga.

On the other hand, he was reluctant to part with Hoffenheim.

But today, when he saw his companions behaving in despair, he blamed himself even more.

He felt that if he left, he would be a traitor.

Morsi found his good friend Gray with the dinner plate.

"The guys in Saarbrücken probably got scared by you, so they gave you an offer!"

"Hey, that's a club in the third division of Germany. It's broadcasted on TV stations. I'll be able to see you on TV in the future."

Compared with the silence of others, Gray appeared very lively and kept talking to Morsi.

In contrast, Morsi was very silent. After a while, he said: "I don't want to go."

"what?"

Gray's tone was suffocated, and he was puzzled.

Morsi put down the knife and fork in his hand and said seriously: "I don't want to go."

Hearing this, Gray frowned and asked, "Why?"

Morsi: "I just don't want to leave Hoffenheim, I want to play with everyone."

"Are you afraid of being called a traitor by us?"

Gray looked at each other amusedly, and said.

"Man, we're not so narrow-minded yet. I admit that the atmosphere today is really weird, but it's not aimed at you." Gray shrugged and said; "Just like Saarbrücken offered you an offer, we are also expecting someone to give us an offer .”

After finishing speaking, Gray shouted: "Zarno, you have been in a daze today, tell me, what are you thinking?"

Zarno almost subconsciously said: "How can I attract the attention of Munich 1900?"

Gray's nose was crooked.

Munich 1900?

You are thinking about farting!

The others also looked at Zarno with strange expressions.

After recovering from his senses, Zarno blushed and said stubbornly, "What? People must have dreams!"

"You're an idiot talking about dreams!"

Gray laughed and teased.

Zarno jumped up angrily, and the two began to fight in the cafeteria again.

The others also laughed when they saw this scene.

Only, Morsi was a little dazed.

"Go, Morsi!"

At this time, a voice came.

Morsi turned his head and found that it was Duran Bob.

"Captain, I..."

Duran Bob interrupted Morsi and said: "Your performance is enough for you to gain a foothold in the German third. Since they want you, and you want to go to a higher level stage, why not go?"

"I used to be as entangled as you, but then I figured out that people can actually be more selfish."

"The future is in your hands, don't make decisions you regret."