“GGGGGGG--OOOOO--AAAAA----LLLL!”
“GGGOOOOOAAAALLLLL!”
“ANNAN!!!”
“What a fantastic goal!!!”
“Annan scored FC Schalke 04's third goal with a deft pocket shot!”
“Also assisted by Su, the youngster from China!”
“Assist hat-trick!!!”
“Chinese, who is making his debut in the German cup competition, conquered all FC Schalke 04 fans with his fantastic performance!”
“An absolutely masterful pass, which even anticipated Hannover 96's center-back move!”
“The pass grazed his body and reached the deadliest spot in the box!”
“Unbelievable!!!”
“This is a goal performance that can definitely enter the German Top Ten this week!”
The quiet AWD Arena Stadium was suddenly filled with frantic shouts.
And this sound came from none other than House on the field side live seat.
Not far from him.
FC Schalke 04's head coach Magath was already covering his head full of white hair and didn't know how to celebrate.
Unbelievable!
This was something that a little guy less than eighteen years old could kick out?
This kind of calm brain, and footwork, especially that through - pass at the end.
Genius!!!
This was true genius.
It was only at this moment that Magath remembered that this was actually the third match for this little guy in front of him.
And in three games, this guy went on a rampage and put up nine assists, which was too scary.
Even if Xavi had come, he wouldn't have been this insanely efficient.
Maybe!!!
Maybe this kid really could.
A crazy idea suddenly appeared in Magath's head at this moment.
His gaze was directed towards Su who was on the field at the moment, surrounded by Annan and the other players.
The score of 3:0 seemed to be what made Hannover 96 completely give up their resistance as well.
Only Hao, who had scored the first goal, still seemed to be unfulfilled.
After that.
Hao and Su's double attacking midfielder started to play all kinds of flirty passing games in Hannover 96's half of the field.
In the thirty-fifth minute of the game.
After Su and Hao played several consecutive two-on-one games, Hao took a shot from the top of the penalty area.
The soccer ball grazed the post and flew off the line.
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This scared the Hannover 96 fans out of their wits.
The complete paralysis of the side of the road, so that Hannover 96's attack can not find the direction.
A goalkeeper kick was quickly snatched back by Schalke.
The game became a half-time exercise in offense and defense.
The gap between the Bundesliga teams and the 2. Bundesliga teams was evident.
Forty-second minute.
Su sends in another deadly pass in front of Hannover 96's penalty area.
The ball was played into the box and came to the feet of Klaas - Jan Huntelaar, who had been on the ball for a long time.
Only this time, Hannover 96's goalkeeper played well and tried his best to block Klaas - Jan Huntelaar's shot in front of the goal!
Klaas - Jan Huntelaar also looks apologetic as he turns his head and raises his hand to Su!
With a whistle from the referee.
Half-time is over.
With a score of 3:0, the whole Schalke team entered the players' tunnel with smiles on their faces.
Klaas - Jan Huntelaar, who just missed Su's fatal through - pass, also came over to Su's side and put his arm around Su as they walked down the field together!
“Su, you were great today! It's my fault that I pushed the ball a bit too far, otherwise, you would have assisted on the big goal!”
Klaas - Jan Huntelaar, who had his arm around Su, also said with embarrassment.
“Haha, just pass you a few more in the second half!”
Saying this, the team right winger Pliatzikas on the other side of the field came over.
“Su, you're too biased, look, Annan, Klaas - Jan Huntelaar and your Hao all scored, you haven't given a good goal on my side!”
“Pass me one, I'll buy you an F-cup for the night if I score! If it's not enough, I'll give you two!”
The lewd Pliatzikas came over with a flattering face as well.
All were human beings, especially those like Pliatzikas who wandered around the edges of the bench.
Every game, goals and stats were the only way for them to be among the starters.
And now, compared to fighting for their lives, there's a quicker route that no one in their right mind would miss.
Such an ATTACKING MIDFIELDER who could deliver such a deadly pass was definitely the person every offensive player would want to please the most.
However, at this time, Boujellab, who was following Su, had a horribly dark face.
His eyes were dead set on Su in front of him.
Jealousy ....
At this moment, his heart was filled with jealousy.
As a Bundesliga level attacking midfielder, he could see it from Su's first assist.
In terms of passing alone.
The less than eighteen-year-old Chinese in front of him was really much better than him.
If it was him on the field, Schalke would never be able to have an offense as smooth as the one he was having right now.
Especially after seeing that the group of wallflowers that originally surrounded him suddenly surrounded that Chinese at the moment.
.......
Inside the locker room.
Magath was waiting for his players with a smile on his face.
“Great job, boys!”
“Especially you, Su, what a great first half!”
The old man, who never gave many compliments on a regular basis, made an exception today and gave Su a thumbs up.
This comment made Su, who was sitting in the middle of the crowd, embarrassed.
Looking at Su's appearance, the players also laughed.
“In the second half, Boujellab and Peer Kluge are on!”
“Replace Su and Hao!”
“I want the offense to continue!!!”
“Same tactics from the first half! Start with Midfielder!”
“Make Hannover 96 tremble when they hear FC Schalke 04's name from now on!”
Magath's substitution, however, made the locker room suddenly quiet.
Everyone started to think about Magath's intentions!
Although it was a cup competition, letting the substitutes on the field everyone knew that it was to save the stamina of the main players, after all, there is still the league at the weekend.
But to bring back Peer Kluge and Boujellab in the second half?
What kind of maneuver is that?
Could it be?
Many people looked at Boujellab as if they understood something.
Likewise, Magath's words made it clear to Boujellab what Gaffer meant.
This was to change blood?
Experimenting with a cup competition?
Was this planned in advance or was it improvised?
At this moment, Boujellab was already too late to think about this.
His heart was filled with a sense of crisis.
The players who had been surrounding Boujellab were also looking at Su, who had a relaxed look on his face, with deep meaning in their eyes.
This guy is only 17 years old!
Is he really going to be the new centerpiece of FC Schalke 04?
Although this guy's performance was really outstanding, regardless of his age and seniority, he and Boujellab were not on the same level at all.
Unlike the others, at this moment, Hao was hugging Su with a happy face.
“Su, damn, the old man is planning to correct you!”
Of course, this sentence Hao was speaking in Chinese.
“No way, but I'm also a bit puzzled as to how this Boujellab guy was replaced up there, and the tactical play style hasn't changed at all!”
The two exchanged quiet words with each other.
Magath looked at the performance of the players in the locker room also smiled and directly turned away.
There was competition, and only then was there vitality.
A calm fish tank can't raise any ferocious sharks.
And he, Magath, wanted a beast that could tear off a piece of meat from Football Giants!
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