Watching his team lose the ball, Magath on the sidelines was also angry and directly dropped the water bottle in his hand.

  His mouth was even cursing.

  “Gaffer, Boujellab seems to be injured!”

  Magath, who was already too angry to bear, turned her head to look at Boujellab lying in Midfielder, and was even more speechless as she directly slapped her hand on her forehead.

  “Ali Karimi, get up there and replace him!”

  After watching the team doctor come on and shake his head at him, Magath was also helpless and replaced Boujellab directly.

  Boujellab on the stretcher with his hands over his face was pulled straight into the ambulance in such despair.

  “A poor show!”

  “Boujellab put his carrier-like reaction time to good use! It was his incompetent mistake that allowed Schalke to be pulled back!”

  “His coming on was a complete disaster for the otherwise smooth FC Schalke 04 Midfielder!”

  “Of course, we still have to send our best wishes to the injured Boujellab!”

  “Now, the only thing FC Schalke 04 needs to do is to hold on to their hard-earned first half victory!”

  Toxic House didn't have any pity for the injured Boujellab!

  Even after being carried off the field on a stretcher, House didn't forget to count Boujellab out.

  With the defensive-minded Ali Karimi on the field.

  Schalke also completely switched from full-on offense to strategic defense!

  The twenty-minute match ended quickly.

  Although Hannover 96 tried their best to break through Schalke's defense in the following game.

  But helplessly, after all, it was facing a Bundesliga championship level backline.

  In the end, the 3:1 scoreline was maintained until the final whistle.

  After the match, Magath took the team on a flight to Frankfurt.

  Sunday night was the Bundesliga match against Frankfurt.

  For Magath, the German Cup is just a subsidiary, the most important thing now is the league game that will start soon.

  FC Schalke 04, with three points from two defeats and one win, is still outside the top ten of the league.

  The rest of the first team flew to Frankfurt the same day.

  On the airplane.

  All the players of FC Schalke 04 were sleeping soundly from exhaustion.

  Only, Magath and Hughes didn't have time to sleep.

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  There were less than three days to go before Sunday, and because of the match, the players would have to take a half day off tomorrow, and then, there would only be one and a half days to prepare for the match with Frankfurt.

  Of course, if we follow the original formation, this one day is enough.

  But the bad thing was that the damn Boujellab got injured for no reason.

  He was still lying in the hospital in Hannover, and Magath had to leave the team doctor there to take care of him.

  “Gaffer, what should Midfielder play?”

  Hughes asked Magath quietly, holding the tactical board.

  It was a question that honestly made Magath not know how to answer.

  Su, the kid, had really performed amazingly this game.

  But Schalke wasn't facing a 2.Bundesliga team like Hannover.

  It's Frankfurt.

  Last season, Frankfurt was ranked 8th in the league.

  Moreover, this season, Frankfurt's side is also recruiting, each position is strengthened a lot.

  Even FC Schalke 04 may not be able to carry Frankfurt on the road.

  Su, this kid, I don't know if he can hold his own.

  “Let's talk about it tomorrow!”

  Thinking of this, Magath also frowned and stopped speaking.

  Looking at the old man's expression, Hughes also nuzzled and quieted down.

  Two hours later, the airplane also landed smoothly at Frankfurt Airport.

  Su was also woken up by Hao in his sleep.

  By the time we arrived at the hotel, it was already two in the morning!

  Su and Hao were put in a dormitory.

  As soon as they entered the room, they fell asleep.

  Only to wait until six in the morning.

  Su woke up as if by reflex.

  Hao, who was bare-chested at the side, was also startled by Su.

  “What are you doing so early?”

  Looking at Su nimbly getting dressed, Hao also narrowed his eyes and asked.

  “Brother Hao, you sleep, I have to train! Once six o'clock passes, I won't be able to sleep!”

  After all, it was in a hotel, Su had no place to practice to, and could only lie on the floor of the hotel and start doing push-ups.

  “Crap, you kid, what's the use of these push-ups!”

  “Brother Hao, I can't control it, I can't feel good if I don't practice!”

  Su naturally didn't dare to tell Hao that his push-ups counted as training time, so he could only be vague.

  Only, once he practiced this, Hao couldn't sleep!

  This little brother are so diligent, he is only 23 years old this year ah, U23 age youth ah, this can not be pulled down.

  Hao's side is also not willing to show weakness directly on the bed to practice.

  Su practiced heave, heave, heave, heave, heave, heave, heave, heave, heave and gasp.

  Hao side of the practice of the bed creaking!

  .........

  At ten o'clock in the morning.

  Magath also informed the team to gather.

  After practicing, Su took a shower.

  The two of them and Hao also went out the door together.

  Only, this doorway.

  Neuer and Metzelder who lived next to them were like they were blocking their doorway.

  Especially Neuer, his eyes were still looking into the two's room one after another!

  “No one's coming!”

  Neuer asked as he looked .

  “What kind of person, there's no one!”

  Su was also a bit puzzled by the question!

  Suddenly, Su got it.

  What the fuck!

  At this time, Hao was also dressed and walked out.

  “HI, good morning!”

  Hao, however, looked at Neuer with a smile on his face and greeted him.

  ..........

  From the hotel, Magath was also taking the whole team on the bus to the Commerzbank-Arena in Frankfurt.

  As soon as Raul saw Hao get on the bus, he immediately sat down beside Hao.

  “Hao! The game was great, I watched half of it on TV!”

  To say that Su and Hao performed well, the happiest person in the whole FC Schalke 04 was Raul.

  After all, these two guys, now, are kind of his full-fledged minions.

  Especially in this extremely xenophobic FC Schalke 04.

  “Hey!”

  Being praised so much by Raul, his idol, even though he was already familiar with it, Hao was still a bit embarrassed.

  “And you, Su, you guys are amazing!”

  Looking at Su behind him, Raul also extended his right hand to shake Su's with a smile on his face!

  “If you get to play in the game the day after tomorrow, you'll have to make a few good passes like that for me too!”

  A good forward would love nothing more than a Midfielder like Su who could make deadly passes.

  “Eh! Definitely!”

  Unlike Hao who was shy, Su wasn't embarrassed.

  Raul's words had truly reached the ears of everyone in the bus.

  Boujellab's injury, and Su's stunning performance.

  Especially Raul's recognition.

  Quite a few people who originally followed Boujellab were also commanded to turn their attention to Su.

  ........