From the Country Team To the Rich

While Wang Lu was observing the game, she was also paying attention to the substitutions.

According to the current situation of the game, it has reached the so-called training level.

Now that Wang Xiaoyu has entered the big list, in this case, there should be opportunities to practice.

Wang Lu doesn't think that Steven will suppress Wang Xiaoyu. After all, Wang Xiaoyu is also from Sonal. Fundamentally speaking, he is a player trained by Hoffenheim itself, so there will be no so-called conspiracy theories.

From Wang Lu's heart, he is eager to see a talented Chinese player enter the Champions League.

Even if it's just for a minute, let them see this player.

Not only Wang Lu is like this, but also the fans watching the game in front of the TV have the same mentality.

Even on the youth side of Sonal, Bob, Gray and Harden Bazel sat around to watch the game.

"You said, can Steven let Wang play?"

asked Bob.

Harden Bazel said with a smile: "In this case, the probability of playing has reached 80%."

"Since Steven let him enter the squad to experience the atmosphere of the Champions League in advance, it means that he has the intention of cultivating the king."

"Now I have gained a huge advantage. The opponent has almost no possibility of a comeback. This is the best opportunity to practice."

"Instead of sitting on the bench, it would be better to go into the stadium and experience the Champions League first hand?"

As soon as the words fell, Hoffenheim made a substitution adjustment during a dead ball opportunity.

"coming!"

Harden Bazel's eyes lit up, he couldn't help but get up and said.

The TV cameras were also aimed at the sidelines.

I saw Steven put his arm around Wang Xiaoyu's shoulder, giving some instructions.

The latter nodded slightly.

Wang Xiaoyu kept arranging his jersey, and he seemed very nervous.

After all, his first show was on the stage of the Champions League, which was a lot of pressure for him.

Although the victory of Hoffenheim does not depend on him, as the chief,

He still has to come up with an answer that satisfies everyone.

At the same time, Wang Lu and Zhang Jun also yelled in the live broadcast room of Huoxing Sports-Champions League:

"coming!!"

"Yo ho! It's really here!!"

The two stood up suddenly, and looked at the young figure standing beside Steven, wasn't it the Wang Xiaoyu they kept talking about?

Wang Lu excitedly said: "Here we are! It's really here! For 16-year-old Wang Xiaoyu this year, Steven prepared for his debut stage in the Champions League. This is a very high-standard stage, but it also represents a huge challenge. But I believe that Wang Xiaoyu will be able to perform!"

Zhang Jun also said with a smile: "It should be easier to play. Those young Bern players have been tempered by the previous games. I think we can look forward to Wang Xiaoyu's performance."

"Of course, don't expect too much. After all, this is Wang Xiaoyu's debut stage, and it's still in the Champions League. We only look at performance. It doesn't matter if he doesn't score or attack. He is only 16 years old and has enough potential. !"

Wang Lu also added in the middle that she was afraid that the fans would give Wang Xiaoyu too much expectation, and when the latter did not perform well, it would turn into disappointment.

For Wang Lu, in this game, as long as Wang Xiaoyu showed integration into the team and kept up with Hoffenheim's pass control rhythm, it was considered a success.

That's what Wang Lu said, but the fans in front of the TV didn't think so.

Words such as 'into one', 'Chinese genius' and so on were written all over the barrage.

Invisibly give people a huge pressure.

Of course, Wang Xiaoyu couldn't see all this.

After listening to Steven's tactical arrangement, he stood on the sidelines waiting to play.

Kuslian ran over, raised his hands with a smile and said, "Lucky boy, I'll leave the rest to you!"

Wang Xiaoyu nodded fiercely with a sullen face.

Seeing the other party's nervous look, Kuslian patted his shoulder and said, "Relax, we've already won, there's no way they can come back!"

Wang Xiaoyu nodded again, this time his expression was a little more relaxed.

"Boy! Come on!"

Steven yelled at Wang Xiaoyu.

Wang Xiaoyu took a step forward, and the spikes rolled up dirt and grass clippings, and plunged into the field without hesitation.

This is after Fan Chenggong, a Chinese player entered the Champions League.

But different from Fan Chenggong's appearance in his later years, Wang Xiaoyu is young and energetic at this time. He has huge potential and can be tapped in the future!

These two are two completely different players.

Young people in Bern are also paying attention to Wang Xiaoyu.

It's just that they didn't have any information about Wang Xiaoyu, but they didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, he was a young player, just a rookie.

After Wang Xiaoyu entered the arena, he went straight to the sidelines to catch the ball.

Ross Griman took the side kick and he threw it to Habr.

Hable pushed the ball to Wang Xiaoyu with his arch.

This was Wang Xiaoyu's first touch with the ball in the Champions League, but he didn't miss it, and passed the ball across to Ragne.

Immediately turn around and pull the side to the right.

"nice!"

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the way.

Seeing Wang Xiaoyu's handling of the ball, Zhang Jun couldn't help laughing and said: "It's really good. I didn't have stage fright when I played for the first time, and I knew that the ball was not sticky. His teammates opened up the space, and from this detail alone, he has fully integrated into the team."

Wang Lu also nodded, and then said with some regret: "However, I hope Wang Xiaoyu's performance is better enough."

"It's good enough." Zhang Jun smiled; "You can't expect a 16-year-old kid who just made his debut to give you any surprises."

Surprise or not, Wang Xiaoyu didn't think about it.

He was fully into the state from the first time he played.

He first glanced at the opponent's full-back. This greasy guy with a big back combed his hair was named Deskri.

During the off-court observation, Wang Xiaoyu discovered that this guy's turn was not very fast.

Of course, this is corresponding, for others, his turning around is enough.

But when facing himself, Wang Xiaoyu believed that as long as he was given an opportunity, he would be able to get rid of it.

Of course, if you give him enough preparations, he can completely overwhelm the opponent with speed.

It's just that these are extravagant hopes, and Hoffenheim's offense is mainly concentrated on the left wing.

Compared to his fledgling self, Leo Meget is still more trusting.

In this regard, Wang Xiaoyu has no opinion, he is doing his duty honestly.

Time passed little by little.

In the past 20 minutes, Wang Xiaoyu also had several chances to perform.

But in the face of the opponent's physical confrontation and oppression, he can only be forced to pass back.

At the same time, Wang Xiaoyu couldn't help but secretly smiled bitterly.

I am still too young.

Deskri's turn may be slow, but he will come over immediately without giving himself time to turn around.