It's very cold.

Although the sun was shining brightly, even if one stood completely in the sun, one could only feel a little cool psychologically. Coming out of the subway, Ma Ziyan couldn't help but shrink her neck.

"Helen, I think you really like football." Julie said while looking for her male idol, "I really didn't expect you to watch so many games with me."

"Then I'm leaving?" Ma Ziyan shrugged and turned to leave. Julie quickly held her back, "Honey, that's not what I meant. I mean, if you really like football, that would be great! Then we'll have more topics to talk about, right?"

Ma Ziyan glanced at her and asked, "Do you really like football?"

Julie looked around and whispered in her ear, "I like Serie A... they are more artistic."

Ma Ziyan didn’t know what to say, is she more artistic or has a better-looking face? Shouldn't La Liga be more interesting?

"But this is a secret, you must not tell anyone."

Ma Ziyan rolled her eyes and was about to say something when Julie saw her lover and immediately waved her arms. The four of them walked into the stadium together.

The crowd moved very slowly, and Ma Ziyan was not impatient at all, because she had watched all of Bayern's recent home games - of course, this was because Julie pulled her along, of course! Her sandwich lunches have been rolled over to next year, and although that's just the way foreign food is, it's always a pleasure not to have to cook it yourself - and save money.

They found a seat, but before they sat down, she felt something was wrong.

Over in Frankfurt...it seems like they're always singing?

So the singing is more like celebrating than cheering for the team?

Celebrating?

At this time?

Is Frankfurt better than Bayern?

Ma Ziyan was a little confused. Although she was now interested in football... well, not football, of course she had no interest in football. But after coming to watch it a few times, and Wang Yajing was her compatriot, she paid a little attention to it. Frankfurt seemed... not strong?

So why are their fans so happy now?

"These bastards!" Leo cursed fiercely, then stood up and shouted to the field, "Bayern——"

He stretched out his voice and shouted loudly. He used up all his strength, but in the stadium with tens of thousands of people, his voice was very small. But soon, another voice responded: "Bayern--"

"Bai-ren-"

"Bayern——"

Such shouts rang out one after another, and finally, they came together.

There was a slight pause from Frankfurt, and then they started singing their team song in a more cheerful voice, and some people even started dancing.

Some even made jokes directly: "You can't win against us!"

"Bayern Bayern Bayern, we are Frankfurt!"

The situation off the court made Jonas feel a little embarrassed even though he wanted to look better. What was even more embarrassing was that Frankford's manager Bob was still smiling brightly at him.

"It's a rare scene, isn't it?" Bob came over and said, noticing his gaze.

Jonas shrugged. "It's nothing here."

"It's worthy of Bayern." Bob said, "Even our fans were attracted by this game."

"This is the charm of football." Jonas smiled impeccably, but he was cursing shit in his heart.

"Yeah, a delightful charm."

Bob smiled as if he had won the grand prize in the lottery, and Jonas restrained himself again and again and did not punch him.

"Shit!" He cursed again in his heart. If he was the manager of another club at this moment, he could easily recall the glorious history of Bayern, but the one on the opposite side... It's not that they don't have anything, but the other side can immediately throw more back.

"Win for me!" he shouted in his heart. Don't care about the damn points. Just win this game for me!

His shouting at this moment was totally not that of a professional manager.

At this time, Linda was a little upset. This was not the mentality a head coach should have, but her team always had some troubles against Frankfurt, which made her unable to control herself.

However, she still said to her players in a calm tone: "We just need to play our game well."

Her team members nodded.

"Come on, girls, you are the best!" She put her hand on the shoulder of the player on her left, who immediately put his hand on hers, one by one, forming a circle, "We are the best!"

She shouted loudly, and the players responded.

The game begins.

Bayern's players worked hard and didn't make any major mistakes, but Frankfurt...

"Lukes, is it my illusion? Why do I feel that Frankfurt today is different from usual?"

Lucas really didn't want to answer Natasha... Yes, his partner today was Natasha again, and he felt like he had seen a ghost.

yes! yes!

Natasha is very good at finding explosive points, but what explosive points are needed in football commentary!

"Well, Frankfurt is in very good shape today." He said vaguely, and almost as soon as he finished speaking, the stands started to boil, and he immediately found the problem, "Louise, shoot!"

Just in the last second, Louise on the wing suddenly made a diagonal run and received a pass from her teammate. The pass was so exquisite that Louise was almost in the goal area, and there was no obstacle in front of her.

This is a goal that is going to be scored. No matter who watches, it is going to be scored!

But in the next second, Frankfurt's number 22 suddenly stretched out a foot, turned his body sideways and kicked the ball out!

…

! ! !

At this moment, even the Frankfurt fans were a little confused.

First of all, it is very difficult to kick the ball sideways, and what is more critical is the timing!

Louise was already in the goal area!

It would take no more than a second from the time she kicked the ball to the time it entered the goal frame, but in such a short time, No. 22 actually blocked it?

How was it done?

Frankfurt fans don’t understand, but that doesn’t affect their cheering. Although the score is still zero to zero, they have a hunch that this will be a carnival for them!

They were not wrong, seven minutes later, No. 11 scored the first goal.

At that time, No. 11 was 20 yards away from the goal. The ball was intercepted by Bayern in the previous second, but when Bayern wanted to pass the ball back, No. 19 intercepted it again.

Bayern’s pressing was so urgent that No. 19 had no time to think after receiving the ball. Seeing that there was an opening here for No. 11, he raised his foot and kicked the ball over. After No. 11 received the ball, he also raised his foot, and then, the ball went in!

Bayern's goalkeeper was not distracted, she tried to block the ball, but the angle of the ball was very tricky, it almost brushed the goal post and went in!

Just a little more and it would have hit the goalpost!

A little more and it would fly out of the baseline!

But here, it just went in!

Frankfurt's No. 11 ran towards her fans with her hands raised, shouting loudly, and her fans were also shouting loudly.

"In the 17th minute, Frankfurt took the lead!" Lucas shouted in the commentary. Although he had a bias in his heart, as a commentator, he still had to be passionate at this time.

Linda over there wiped her face. She couldn't blame her players. This ball was just magical!

She rushed to the sidelines to cheer her players on, and Bayern's players gritted their teeth and tried harder in the fight below, but things are just so mysterious.

In the 24th minute, Bayern had a great chance. Johanna almost faced an empty goal, but the ball went wide.

In the 31st minute, Frankfurt's No. 11 goal opened the scoring for the second time, shooting from a small angle in the corner, and the ball actually went in!

Some Bayern fans started to leave the stadium. It was so frustrating!

They came here to support their team, and now they are leaving not to support their team, but everything they see makes them feel angry and have nowhere to vent.

"Maybe Bayern needs to pray to Guan Gong." Luca said.

"If it comes to warding off evil spirits, wouldn't Zhong Kui be more useful?" Ma Ziyan asked. She also felt that the current situation was a bit mysterious.

"What are you talking about?" Leo asked, and Luca explained to him.

"We have holy water." Leo said seriously, "I sprayed it before I came here."

Ma Ziyan and Luca looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

In the 41st minute, Bayern finally scored a goal. They kicked the ball five or six times in front of Frankfurt's goal and finally got the ball in. When the ball went in, they themselves were a little confused. They didn't start celebrating until the score board changed. The fans were also excited, but their excitement did not last for more than five minutes before it was dampened.

Frankfurt's No. 11 almost scored a hat trick. She was on the wing and two Bayern players were pinching her. The ball was about to be lost and there was no time left. No. 11 kicked forward...

Well, the ball didn't go in, but it hit the post!

The goalpost was solid and didn't shake, but Bayern felt their hearts tremble.

At the end of the half, Frankfurt was singing and dancing, while Bayern... maybe it was a bit of an exaggeration to say that they were in a state of disgrace, but it was true that they did not look very good. As soon as they walked into the locker room, someone got angry. Defender Heidi kicked the chair: "Shit, what is that Isabel! What is it!"

She kicked the chair again, and Louise followed suit, followed by one player after another. Some of them kicked the chairs, some cursed with gritted teeth, and some had red eyes.

It’s not that they can’t afford to lose, they would admit it if someone is stronger than them, but what kind of damn strength is that!

Yes, football is like this a lot of the time, others just have better luck. Bayern has experienced this too, but how can it be good all the time?

Wang Yijing was completely shocked.

She had never experienced a dressing room like this.

In the past, they were backward and at most silent and frustrated, but now, this is... a riot?

She knew about the relationship between Bayern and Frankfurt... Louise told her some of it, but would it turn out like this?

Everything has been going smoothly for Princess Wang since she started playing football. Even though she is sitting on the bench now, she is making progress. She had never experienced hopelessness in football. Although she knew the reason now, she still couldn't understand it.

"Okay, girls!" When everyone had almost finished venting, Linda clapped her hands, "You all performed very well in the first half, very well!"

No one reacted. Linda was a prestigious head coach. She might not be a very capable person, but she was a person who was very passionate about life and football. So when she spoke normally, everyone would give her face. But this time, there was almost no reaction. Wang Yijing wanted to agree, but her hand was halfway raised and then froze there.

"Jing, do you have anything to say?" Linda asked immediately. Wang Yijing was stunned. Linda looked at her with encouraging eyes. Wang Yijing widened her eyes, and Linda continued to look at her.

At this moment, Princess Wang's brain was really working at an unprecedented speed.

say what? What did Linda want her to say?

come on? It seemed like saying "come on" might be justified... She looked around, no one was talking, but it seemed like everyone was gritting their teeth, with expressions of anger, unwillingness, and a hint of despair.

She gritted her teeth, stretched out her right index and middle fingers, and said with a serious expression: "When facing a battle, all of you must line up and march forward!"

She slowly pronounced these words one by one in Chinese.

Everyone in the locker room looked at her, and Linda's eyes were a little straight.

She would point to Wang Yijing because she was the calmest person here just now. It might be because of the language barrier or because she couldn't empathize with others, but she was calm anyway. But now...

"This is……"

"Our method!" Wang Yijing slowly spoke, imagining a certain Master Lin. "I don't know how to explain it. It's too difficult. I can't say it, but... this is our method!"

The eyes of Louise and others changed. They didn't quite understand, but that didn't stop them from being excited. The situation was probably like a Miao girl taking out an insect you didn't recognize and telling you it had mysterious power... Well, even if you were suspicious in your heart, you would always be a little skeptical.

At this time, Bayern's players didn't know what Wang Yijing was doing, but they always felt... it was magical.

Even Linda felt that way.

"That……"

"We are down there, we just have to play well."

Wang Yijing said slowly, and Linda clapped her hands: "Yes, we are down there, we just need to kick well! Come on--"

Her players looked at each other and slowly, shouted out as well.

They are depressed, of course they are depressed. Not to mention anything else, just look at the number 11 just now, is he a good player? Stop kidding! It’s hard to even get into the national team roster, but here, it’s like being possessed by a superstar, and you can play however you want. They have confidence in themselves, but the current situation makes them feel powerless.

But now, maybe things will be different?

They looked at Wang Yijing again. Wang Yijing had a calm expression, but her heart was already in turmoil. “Laojun, Jade Emperor, Guanyin Bodhisattva, may our ancestors bless us!”

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