"Hehe, because of Li Weifeng's height problem, his height may not be enough to deal with Bo."

"The bigger reason is trust. In fact, Shuster's trust in Li Weifeng is insufficient."

"So Li Weifeng has to seize the limited time to show himself."

"Other point is that this is also protecting Li Weifeng. The Stuttgart team is very strong. If Li Weifeng is, he may not be able to play out. He will do it step by step." Zhang Lu analyzed.

"Being able to make it into the big list is a big step forward."

"Guide Zhang is right. There is very little chance of reaching the sky in one step. Many players' debuts fail..."

"We just need to look forward to him being able to play in the second half."

...

"In the Gatli Daimler Stadium, Stuttgart fans shouted the names of Balakov and Bo, creating a strong atmosphere at home. Although Chinese fans shouted, they could not let their voices reach Zheng Zhi and Yang Chen.

"Depend on,"

"It's another terrifying home court,"

"When I watched the game at Eagles Stadium, I never felt like this. It was similar to the feeling at West** Stadium. When did Eagles Stadium have such an atmosphere, it means that the team has a real foundation."

Chinese fans sat in the stands to compare the gap between the two clubs.

"That's because in Germany, if Frankfurt's home court is in Germany, I can guarantee that they are not the same."

"Ah, I really miss A. Let's start the competition quickly. I can't wait to see A. A. There is hope for Liaoning this year, and it may lead to Dalian."

"Why can't it be Guoan or Shenhua?"

"Impossible... Guoan and Shenhua, haha, can you stop making me laugh?"

“…”

At this time, the players of both sides had already lined up on the court to shake hands. Nikolov went to pick the side and finally chose the venue on the North Stand, which happened to be where Chinese fans stayed.

"Come on Yang Chen!"

"Come on Zheng Zhi!"

Finally, the cheering voice of Chinese fans came to Zheng Zhi and the others. Zheng Zhi turned around and waved his hand towards the fans, and then his eyes fell on Balakov in the distance.

Today's mission is naturally to guard Barakov and limit his performance. After completing Stuttgart's midfield commander, Stuttgart will be almost done.

But this is the premise.

If you can't handle Balakov, the situation will be reversed.

Barakov is a recognized midfield master in international football and has first-class midfield organization skills. In addition, Barakov's excellent left-foot arc free kick skills have made him squeeze into the ranks of free kick masters in international football.

However, what impressed Zheng Zhi the most about him was not his football skills, but his appearance.

When I first met him, Zheng Zhi thought it was Elkeson's father...

Well, unless it's an illegitimate child. After all, Elkerson's father has been in Brazil, and Balakov is a Bulgarian...

Now that he saw him for the second time, he still felt that Balakov and Elkerson looked too similar.

Hairstyle, face shape, smile, every frown and smile are exactly the same.

Familiar and kind, Zheng Zhi always wants to go up and say hello.

Beep,

The whistle sounded, pulling Zheng Zhi's thoughts back to reality, and Stuttgart took the lead in kicking off.

Bo kicked the ball to Akbopoli, who knocked the ball to Balakov. Balakov kicked the ball back and Frankfurt immediately pressed it up.

The 33-year-old Barakov did not come up immediately, but instead organized patiently in the backcourt.

Zheng Zhi didn't go up, and basically cruised back a little on the middle line. An experienced old man like Balakov would definitely find ways to find the loopholes in Frankfurt's defense. If everyone was too strong, they would be hit by his move.

Grosso on the left was a little excited and always wanted to rush forward. However, considering that there was a big guy behind him, he still held back his desire. However, Brinkman in front soon lost his defensive position. After Brakov and Joeljevitz easily hit the wall and cooperated, Brinkman immediately left him at a loss.

Grosso felt the speed of Akbopoli on the right. He was approaching here quickly. Akbopoli and Bo quickly exchanged positions, but Pederson had not followed him in time.

Grosso was about to cross over, but Barakov welcomed the ball back, adjusted his body slightly to the left, and immediately sent a curved ball with his left foot.

When Akbopoli and Bo exchanged positions, Barakov had long understood and observed everything, and immediately sent Bo a long pass. Over the years, the cooperation between the two people did not even need to communicate with their eyes.

The graceful arc was like a dancing musical melody, crossing the top of Coachella's head and hitting Bo's forehead. Zheng Zhi, who was in the middle, could only look at Bo's goal in Frankfurt's header.

Seeing that the ball was about to fly into the upper left corner of the goal, Nikolov jumped, held his right palm and flew out of the bottom line!

Captain Nikolov saved the team and refused Bo's header.

"Aowu~"

"Bo's header is nothing to say, Nikolov saved beautifully."

"As the saying goes, the weak team's goalkeeper, Nikolov's performance is quite good."

"I made a contribution and almost made Stuttgart score in his first offense. This is somewhat similar to last week's match against Borussia Mönchengladbach, which also caused a foul at the first time, and then Desler used a set piece to assist his teammates in scoring."

"It's just a little bit short now."

"See, if Li Yin was in the position just now, Balakov would probably not have been so easy to play. Zheng Zhi could not take care of him alone. Shure's role is not as good as Li Yin."

"Corner kick, you have to keep an eye on the people now, the danger has not been lifted yet. Balakov's left foot has the ability to give the ball to any teammate unless his teammate is hiding in the locker room!"

Five Stuttgart players poured into the dense penalty area, but Bo was surrounded by three Frankfurt players, with Grosso, Coucher and Schul all around him. Obviously, he was 1.88 meters tall and was the most threatening guy.

Zheng Zhize is guarding Stuttgart's left forward Canel in the middle.

But unexpectedly, Balakov did not pass the ball into the penalty area, but instead played a tactical corner kick with Keller. After pushing the ball to Keller, Balakov immediately ran back and quickly tangled towards the middle of the penalty area.

Keller passed the ball back to his feet. Zheng Zhi immediately discovered something wrong and rushed out of the middle of the penalty area. But he didn't catch up with Balakov's foot. Before he arrived, Balakov hit his right foot and immediately rubbed an arc with his left foot!

A shout,

Zheng Zhi turned his head and saw the ball heading straight to the upper right corner of the goal.

Damn,

Rub and cum!

Frankfurt captain Nikolov quickly took a big step to the right. Just as he was about to jump, the ball got into the goal...

this,
Chapter completed!