The Olympic Stadium welcomed many Chinese fans today, which made the 1860 fans very uncomfortable because there had never been so many Eastern holes here.

I have seen many Koreans before, but the number is far less than that. At that time, when Che Fangen was racing in the Bundesliga, Korean fans were a beautiful landscape. But now they are Chinese.

"Maybe,"

"We should also buy some cheap Chinese players. Yang and Zheng from Frankfurt beat the next door. They are really practical."

"I heard that there were scouts in the club who visited China and really inspected a player."

"Is there any? Why haven't I seen the news? Forget it, the club is so poor that I won't go far to China at all."

"It's true. I heard that guy is ready to come for a trial. It seems, it seems to be called zhaojiayi?"

"Ah, what a weird name."

“zhaojiayi?”

"Shlapner found it."

"Oh, that guy, can you trust?"

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“Yang Chen No. 9,”

"Zheng Zhi, No. 39,"

"Li Yin No. 17."

“They all walked out of the court.”

"Li Yin's number is No. 17, and Yang Chen's jersey has become No. 9. This is thanks to the departure of Jansen and Fjottoft, they put on better numbers, especially Yang Chen, who put on numbers that symbolize the core of the front line."

"It's a pity that Zheng Zhi's number is still No. 39, but from the Frankfurt Club, I learned that Li Weifeng's number is No. 37."

"A historic moment has finally arrived."

"For the first time, three Chinese players appeared in the Bundesliga field at the same time."

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"Birnder is crazy, three Chinese players are playing at the same time."

"He really plans to help the Chinese team train players. This is not A-level, he will regret it."

"That No. 17 can shoot down the satellites in the sky."

"There is still No. 37, and I haven't even made the big list."

"Maybe the draw with Florence has fueled Schuster's confidence, but I don't think every Chinese can succeed here."

"The Italian No. 36 doesn't look very good, and it's hard to succeed in the Olympics if a team that has not yet been running in and familiar with it."

Bretner was still skeptical of Schuster.

Beep

A pleasant whistle sounded in the Olympics of more than 60,000 people.

Yang Chen, wearing No. 9, knocked the ball to No. 38 Klose. Klose passed Zheng Zhi back, and Zheng Zhi passed the ball to Grosso.

Grosso knocked back to Zheng Zhi again, rushed up on the left, and the latter blocked the diagonally.

Grosso took off from the left and easily received Zheng Zhi's pass. Before the defensive player approached, he took the ball. The ball fell straight to the back point of the 1860 penalty area. It seemed to have been carefully designed. Klose accelerated two steps back before jumping high.

At the same time, Yang Chen suddenly took two steps back from the middle lane, cleverly detoured and immediately got rid of the marking.

Klose headed back and swung back, indeed a tactical attack!

"Chance!"

Yang Chen swung his right leg neatly and shot at the lower right corner.

Bang

The ball hit the opponent's central defender's thigh and flew out of the bottom line.

"Corner kick!"

"What a pity. If the defender doesn't block it, he will probably enter the ball in at least ten."

"This attack is so beautiful, the routine is very clear, not like teammates who have just been run-in."

"Yang Chen missed the 9th goal, and now Zheng Zhi is going to serve the corner kick."

The 1860 players dare not neglect and stand firmly in the penalty area.

Zheng Zhi played a tactical corner kick with Schneider. After receiving the ball, Schneider sent it to the penalty area at 1860.

It’s better to click on the back and look for Klose again!

But this time the opponent stared at Klose and the ball was pushed out. In order to grab the time, Li Yin half-swept towards the ball.

The ball rolled to Zheng Zhi's feet, and Zheng Zhi immediately rubbed and passed the back point!

Klose swayed in front and couldn't touch the ball, but there was Grosso!

Grosso lies behind Klose and the opponent's defender, and pushes his head forward!

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

“Grosso,”

"Fabio Grosso!"

"He scored his first goal in the Bundesliga."

“Perfect debut.”

"You don't know who a Grosso is."

"He comes from the beautiful and romantic Italy. He used to play in the Italian Division D League and was not a professional player, but Schuster knew him with keen eyes and brought him to Germany."

"Then there was this goal!"

"Frankfurt took the lead in just 3 minutes of the game!"

Grosso was excited and ran all the way, his muscles on his face twisting wildly. He rushed to the bottom of the stands near the center line, and then gestured a heart-shaped figure with both hands.

"Oh, this celebration has deep meaning,"

"This should be a show of love to the lover in the stands."

"Hehe, I wonder which happy woman it is? A cold-blooded killer and a affectionate man!" Zhang Lu said sensationally.

At this time, the broadcasting technology could not be used to immediately turn people out, but there was indeed a woman in the stands who burst into tears in an instant. She was Grosso's girlfriend Jessica.

She didn't expect Grosso to score in her debut and gave her such a romantic gift.

"Dear..." She felt like she was in a dream.

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"Ah, what's his name?"

Looking at Grosso, who was surrounded by his teammates, like Cloze at that time, they didn't know Grosso at all and couldn't remember his name.

"Fabio,"

"His name is Fabio Grosso!" Some fans suddenly called out.

"Oh, Fabio!"

Then, the cheers quickly rose.

"Fabio,"

"Fabio,"

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"Ah, please,"

"Does Bornder have that good luck?"

"How can every new player bring him a goal? He doesn't know how to magic!"

"This guy is so lucky."

"The defense of 1860 is simply amateur. Do they still feel that they are still lying on a vacation on a small island in the South Pacific? This ball shouldn't be lost."

"The carelessness made them lose a goal."

...

Shuster raised his arms high, opened his mouth wide, and smiled wildly.

"ha,"
To be continued...