"We have a greater chance of winning. It seems that they are very strong, but now is the time to test them the most. Waller should know that taking risks at this time is not worth the cost, and we dare not."

Don't dare?

Waller gave a positive answer at the press conference.

His starting lineup says it all.

"Goalkeeper Marty Sec,"

"Defenders Hoffman, Hap, Lamelo, Grasco,"

"Midfielder Ribery, Zheng Zhi, Emerson, Ronaldinho,"

"Forward Neuville, Burdaridge."

All four major players in the midfield are there! This is his attitude, or a double striker.

"Many people think we will give up on the German Cup, but I want to say we will not give up on any championship pursuit."

"I've told my players this morning that if we can't move forward a little longer, it means we will do nothing in the Champions League. At least, it won't be Dortmund! Dortmund wants to win? Let's see what level they can play in Bayer Arena?"

"Leiman's voice was loud, but in the first two matches, I found that he was not in the starting lineup. Maybe he forgot how he was humiliated by Zheng Zhi."

"I think today is no exception."

Good guy, wait, once I become the head coach of the German team, there is something good about you! Waller smiled sly in his heart...

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"Bortmond has a big tone,"

"Who gave them the confidence,"

"The scar healed so soon and forgot the pain?"

"Brothers, we're going to kill them in the first half today,"

"There will be a blitzkrieg at the beginning and suppress them."

Woller was still at the press conference and the locker room began to rebel.

Captain Kilsten led the lead. Although he was a substitute in this game, his fighting spirit was very high.

"The coach asked us to hold the kick,"

"Don't that make them more arrogant?"

"It's better to play with them in the middle of the week, and it's better to beat their confidence in this game."

"That boy Leman is too crazy. If he doesn't score a few goals, he really thinks he can make a big splash."

"Zheng, are you right?"

“Right…”

"If we hold on for 20 minutes, the possibility of scoring is very high, and they can't stand it, they'll be done."

If Waller heard these conversations, he would probably want to go to the German national team earlier. The locker room was really not as simple as he thought.

Most people in the locker room are militants.

At 16:30, the German Cup semi-finals started on time.

The careful Leverkusen fans suddenly discovered that Zheng Zhi, who was standing on the court today, was a little different.

Because he wore Leverkusen's captain's armband.

Kirsten is not here, Novotney is not here, and the captain's armband is passed on to Zheng Zhi's armband. There is no doubt that Zheng Zhi's responsibility has become more serious today.

As soon as Waller sat down, his team launched a fierce attack on the opponent. How could he tell that he was tired?

Ribery dribbled the ball on the right and made a cross near the baseline. Burdalic nodded and headed the ball, almost rewriting the score. Lemann had a few tricks and reacted very quickly. He racked the ball with one hand and Leverkusen got a corner kick.

Ronaldinho made a corner kick directly at the corner flag, and then cooperated with Grasco and immediately dribbled the ball to the front of the Dortmund penalty area. A oxtail threw out and walked into the penalty area. Facing the defense of Dortmund defender Evan Nelson, he rode his bicycle to get rid of it horizontally. Evan Nelson hurriedly stretched out his leg and blocked it, and Ronaldinho fell down.

Beep,

The referee's whistle sounded so promptly and his gestures were very fast.

Penalty!

This is a penalty kick.

"yeah!"

Ronaldinho climbed up on the turf excitedly, picked up the ball, and ran towards Zheng Zhi.

"Zheng,"

"Ha ha,"

Ronalnidio couldn't help but glance at Lehman in front of the door, as if he had seen the next happy scene.

Lehman, who was standing on the goal line, was stunned for a moment.

This is a penalty kick?

Ah ~

Damn it ~

It's so bad that I was cheated by my teammates again.

This is a joke to give Leverkusen a little at one minute of the opening.

The plot was reversed all of a sudden...

His pupils kept shrinking, and there was only one person in his eyes.

The man was smiling and picked up the ball and walked towards him.

Damn Zheng Zhi!

Is this fate? After looking at Leman, Zheng Zhi couldn't help but wave and greet him.

"Hey, Jens,"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"I'll give you a gift."

“…”

A murderous look flashed in Leman's eyes instantly, his teeth creaked and his muscles on his face became tense.

I really want to go up and strangle him to death!

But, I dare not...

"Oliver said, you're the second goalkeeper."

"Actually, the second goalkeeper is pretty good, at least you don't have to stand here now."

Zheng Zhi said, while pulling the run-up distance backwards. He must have said this on purpose, just to anger Lehman, making this guy crazy and unable to face the penalty kick calmly.

asshole,

asshole!

asshole!

Leman cursed in his heart, but his eyes never left Zheng Zhi's right foot. Even though he was angry, he still had to maintain absolute concentration.

He must save the ball! He rejected the goal as fast as possible!

Beep,

The whistle sounded, and Zheng Zhi ran very fast without any stop. He was not the kind of player who needed to use rhythm to confuse his opponents.

His feet were quite firm, but his body tilted was quite large.

Da ~

The moment he stepped out, Lehman had already tried and flew out to the left one step ahead.

But half a second later, he wanted to cry.

Bastard,

It's a spoon again!

It's a spoon again!

It's a spoon again!

The ball drew a beautiful parabola and slowly landed towards the middle road, with almost no strength at all. Fortunately, he flew so hard!

As a result, I was fooled again.

This picture is so familiar...

This is the second time that Zheng Zhi has been humiliated with a spoon.
Chapter completed!