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Chapter 27 Locker Room Wars (Favorites!)

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    Recently, the atmosphere in the Hoffenheim club has been a bit weird.

    Everyone is whispering.

    The issue of disagreement between Schneider Bach and Zhang Xian has surfaced, and the two have even reached the point of tearing each other apart.

    This kind of development is a situation that no one in the Hoffenheim club wants to see.

    Some residents of Hoffenheim have begun to protest. They believe that Schneider Bach should not be sent away. Hoffenheim needs Bach.

    Even some extreme fans said that if there is a choice between Zhang Xian and Bach, then Zhang Xian should go.

    After all, Schneider Bach has a more solid fan base in Hoffenheim. In terms of fan support, the two are not at the same level.

    But the most critical issue is that Zhang Xian is the management team. As long as Ball does not let go, no one can drive Zhang Xian away.

    For this reason, many fans approached Ball, but after experiencing what Koch said, this guy made up his mind to be a turtle, put himself in the security room, and never came out.

    As a result, some fans began to pull up banners to resist Zhang Xian, and they didn't give Zhang Xian any good looks when they met face to face.

    It can be said that this incident pushed Zhang Xian to the opposite side of the fans, and many people began to feel bad about him.

    But what disgusted them the most was that Zhang Xian was indifferent to this, as if he was not affected at all.

    What to eat, what to drink, what to work, what to work, and this protest incident was not taken seriously at all.

    This hurt the fans of Hoffenheim.

    They feel that their protest has not received any effect.

    In Zhang Xian's office, Neumann is making a report.

    This girl has already transferred to the secretarial industry and resigned from the job of human resources supervisor. At this time, Mary will take up this position concurrently.

    In this regard, Neumann did not have any dissatisfaction, on the contrary, he looked happy.

    For her, the workload has been reduced, and the salary is still paid, so why not do it?

    It's just that recent events have made Neumann look worried.

    "Bach has stopped training." Neumann said cautiously.

    For Neumann, the Hoffenheim star player's strike is a big event, which is likely to have a great impact on the club.

    On the other hand, Zhang Xian nodded his head and said: "From now on, cancel all publicity resources about Schneider Bach, focus these resources on Morsi, and notify the "Sinsheim Daily" at the same time.  This issue has dedicated two features to Morsi."

    Neumann nodded quickly and said, "Okay, is there anything else?"

    Zhang Xian thought for a while and asked, "Has the sponsorship issue about 'Asparagus' been resolved?"

    "Solved." Neumann said; "Mary has completed the negotiation, and finally set the price at 400,000 Euros. If we enter the professional league this season, the sponsorship fee will be increased to 800,000 Euros, but they need us to send a  Players participate in commercial tapings."

    Zhang Xian said casually; "Let Morsi go."

    "OK."

    Soon, the league ushered in the fourth round.

    In this round of competition, Hoffenheim still played a wonderful game in the absence of Schneider Bach.

    Morsi and Gray each scored a goal and won the fourth round.

    For this victory, the Hoffenheim fans were naturally extremely happy, but when they thought that Schneider Bach was about to be sold, their guilty conscience sank to the bottom.

    In this game, Hoffenheim fans protested that the home attendance was only 107.

    In the previous game, their attendance rate was as high as 298 people. Although they did not break the record for the highest attendance rate, it was the best first time in recent years.

    But the second home game fell back to 107 people, which worried many people.

    Zhang Xian also frowned slightly after reading the report.

    Home attendance accounts for the largest part of Hoffenheim's revenue, and he cannot let the team have problems in this regard.

    So, this Bach bug has polluted this team.

    Zhang Xian thought for a moment, it seems that he needs to complete the transfer operation as soon as possible

    At the same time, Schneider Bach couldn't sit still.

    He received some news through his own channel, but these news made him feel more and more afraid.

    &nbGuys, let's find a way to bring down Fort Wayne and lead the way ourselves!  "

    "Hahaha, no problem, we have Morsi, he will lead us to victory!"

    Gray also came over at this time, grabbed Morsi's shoulders, and said with a smile; "Dude, I read the "Sinsheim Daily" yesterday, Hoffenheim's leading striker scored five goals in four consecutive games.  Ball, oh no, now it's six goals in five games, how does it feel to be a star?"

    Morsi rolled his eyes angrily, and said, "What kind of star am I?"

    "Hey, big stars are shy!"

    Everyone also laughed and teased.

    At this time, an untimely voice came.

    "A group of wood turtles!"

    Everyone's complexion changed, and they turned their heads to glare.

    Finally saw Bach sitting on a chair with a big thorn.

    Bach stared back without showing any weakness. Under the coercion, everyone turned their heads subconsciously.

    Like a victorious cock, Bach raised his chin, turned his head to look at Mursi and said, "Mursi, give me the champagne in your cabinet."

    Hoffenheim players can't afford champagne, and Morsi's champagne is his reward for being the best player in a single game.

    This reward was also treasured by him.

    At this time, Bach spoke, and Morsi couldn't help hesitating.

    Gray quickly said: "Don't give it to him."

    Bach said again: "Bring it!"

    Gray changed his head and replied: "This is something from Morsi, you have no right to ask him to give it to you."

    Hearing this, Bach narrowed his eyes, got up slowly, walked slowly towards Gray, and looked directly at him.  .

    Gray also belonged to the strong and strong category, and he stared back without showing any weakness.

    The two were almost fighting forehead to forehead. At this moment, Morsi quickly took out the champagne and said, "Here you are."

    Bach just took the champagne, glanced at Gray contemptuously, turned his head to look at Morsi and said, "Best player? Star?"

    He smiled sarcastically and said, "I need you to remember that in Hoffenheim, I am the boss here."

    After speaking, he unscrewed the bottle cap, grabbed the bottle and poured it on Morsi's head.

    The pungent smell of wine permeated the air, and the entire locker room was silent.

    Morsi's face was flushed, he pushed Bach away and shouted: "What are you doing?"

    Bach sneered and said, "I'm just letting you know what measure is. A stupid boy in a blacksmith shop wants to compete with me for the position of boss. It's wishful thinking!"

    Morsi glared at the other party, and said forcefully: "So, you are jealous of me now?"

    Bach was shocked, his cheeks twitched in anger, and said, "Jealous of you?"

    "Is there any other reason?" Morsi wiped the drink on his forehead with his hand, and said with a sneer: "Bach, I think you should be clear that Hoffenheim is not the Meteor team it used to be. In fact, you  All the people have been cleaned up, and the people who are still here are all thinking about their careers, if you still want to engage in locker room hegemony, you have to ask my fist."

    Bach sneered and said, "You want to challenge me one-on-one?"

    Gray shouted angrily: "If you don't accept it, do it!"

    Bach: ""

    Morsi stabilized Gray and said: "Bach, I tell you clearly, you can stay in Hoffenheim if you want to. We welcome every partner. Our goal is simple, that is to break into the profession and go to a better place.  Playing football on stage, we don¡¯t want to be in a mess anymore, we want to go to the professional arena to play football.¡±

    Bach sneered: "Just because of you softies and cowards?"

    Morsi said sternly: "Soft? Are you talking about yourself?"

    "What the hell did you say?" Bach was impatient.

    "What is it if you're not a softie?" Morsi sneered, "Apart from hegemony in the locker room and bullying new players, what else do you have? Many people say that you are a leader, but have you ever taken on the responsibility of being a leader?  Where were you on the pitch when we were being assaulted? Where were you when we were being treated unfairly?"

    "Leader? Please don't insult the word leader! In fact, you are a softie who only knows what to do!"

    After finishing speaking, Morsi took a step forward.

    "Now, I'll give you a chance, try punching me!"

    Bach sneered, "You think I dare not?"

    Gray stepped on a bench beside him, and said with a sneer, "Try hitting him!"

    Bach took a step.

    Swish Swish Swish Swish!  !

    The movement of getting up.

    The other Hoffenheim players who were standing quietly aside got up one after another.

    They have more or less been bullied by Bach, and now the peasants stand up and sing, and they swear that as long as Bach dares to do something, their fists will definitely greet Bach's face.

    Under a pair of aggressive gazes, Bach dared not take a step forward.

    He gritted his teeth, and could only speak harshly: "You wait for me."

    After speaking, he turned and left the locker room.

    And in the locker room, with the departure of Bach, it immediately boiled.

    "Long live!! Long live Morsi!!"

    "It's so cool! Finally let this bully get out!!"

    "Long live!! Long live!!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)sp; the movement of getting up.

    The other Hoffenheim players who were standing quietly aside got up one after another.

    They have more or less been bullied by Bach, and now the peasants stand up and sing, and they swear that as long as Bach dares to do something, their fists will definitely greet Bach's face.

    Under a pair of aggressive gazes, Bach dared not take a step forward.

    He gritted his teeth, and could only speak harshly: "You wait for me."

    After speaking, he turned and left the locker room.

    And in the locker room, with the departure of Bach, it immediately boiled.

    "Long live!! Long live Morsi!!"

    "It's so cool! Finally let this bully get out!!"

    "Long live!! Long live!!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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