During the intermission, Coach Sloka did not blew his nose and stared at the dejected players around him, "I don't blame you for the first half, let alone blame you. Because, the biggest problem in the first half was that I was my mentality, except for the problem, I didn't help myself, and I didn't help you with the condition."

Sloka bowed deeply to the surroundings.

"Boss...you..."

"Boss, don't do this, it's us..."

"Okay, don't say anything. Some responsibilities are not something you can afford. To be honest, I am just like everyone else, and it is the first time I face the temptation of a champion. I admit that my psychological imbalance is that I was blinded by the golden trophy. I think you are the same?"

Sloka paced gently, "I think you already know what the crux of the first half is, so I will not arrange any tactics in this short 15 minutes, you can adjust it yourself. It doesn't matter if you lose this game, just treat it as paying the tuition fee, relax, relax."

After saying this, Coach Sloka stopped saying a word and walked out and gently brought the door with him.

No one was talking in the locker room, only everyone was panting sharply and the sound of sweat wiping with towels.

"Brothers, let me say, we played really a piece of shit in the first half. As the captain, I have to take responsibility." Kulanyi stood up and bowed to his teammates, "I will try my best from the first minute of the second half."

"Everyone raises his head, we are the proud Schalke 04, not the quail bowed his head," Qin Tian stood up, "Let's attack with all your might in the second half, brothers, don't leave everyone with regrets."

"Schalke will win!" A firm voice echoed in the locker room, and it lasted for a long time. At this moment, the blood of Schalke 04 players was boiling and burning.

Fifteen minutes passed quickly. In the player channel, Bayern players clearly felt the change in the momentum of the opponent's team. This change was not based on eyes, not on words, nor on the way to make a decision with the chest, but on the change of momentum that emanated from the bones.

Van Bomel patted Schmeinsteiger's shoulder in front, "It's not that simple to pay attention to the second half."

"You should be careful and keep an eye on that Chinese boy. The last time he fell into his hands."

At the beginning of the second half, Bayern kicked off and fell back and forth in his half, looking like he wanted to keep the defense to the end. Now they have 3 goals in hand, and the victory is almost decided, provided that they make a continuous mistake and the opponent explodes collectively.

Qin Tian's eyes were completely different at this moment. If he was impatient in the first half, he would have calmed down completely. "Isn't it just a trophy? I'm really fucking worried about gains and losses. Goal! I want to score! Assist, I want to assist!"

In the 4th minute of the second half, Qin Tian launched the first very threatening attack. Ernst cut off the ball under Bayern's feet from the left and quickly dribbled forward. Rakitic consciously dragged it back, while Qin Tian pulled to the side and pulled the pass space between Ernst. At the same time, Bayern had to split a player to defend his right.

Ernst held back the opponent's right-hand defense player and quickly transferred the ball to Qin Tian. As soon as Qin Tian caught the ball under his feet, Fan Bomel quickly pushed Qin Tian. This time the replacement was very timely, and Qin Tian had no time to turn around and get rid of the opponent.

Qin Tian simply turned around in a hurry, took out the same skills as basketball players, and pushed Fan Bomel into the opponent's penalty area with his butt.

"Young man, don't expect me to make you turn around." Although Fan Bomel was surprised by Qin Tian's power, this was acceptable to him.

Qin Tian didn't have time to argue with him, and he pivoted the ball back and forth with his left and right feet. Suddenly, his left ankle exerted force and his body turned to the right. Fan Bomel also understood and took the lead to block the route Qin Tian wanted to break through. But it was obviously not that simple. Qin Tian quickly retracted his foot and turned his body to the other side again.

"I knew you had many tricks," Van Bomel was just now and now he followed decisively.

"You know too little, old boy," Qin Tian suddenly replied, his body trembled strangely, "entangled", and the ball disappeared strangely from Fan Bomel's afterglow. Qin Tian quickly lowered his body and slipped past Fan Bomel.

"Damn it, where is the ball?" Fan Bomel looked around anxiously, but unfortunately, when he found out, Qin Tian had already practiced the ball and brought him to clean up. "Damn boy", cursed and quickly followed.

"Your speed is too slow." Qin Tian still has time to turn around and chat with Van Bomel, "The wind step" and the wind is coming under his feet. He has already reached Bayern's penalty area in just a few steps. Demikelis came out of the penalty area in advance to block Qin Tian's route.

Qin Tian shook his flexibly right ankle gently and passed the ball back to Ernst's feet on the right. Ernst took the ball along the side and began to quickly move towards Bayern's hinterland. Schalke 04's counterattack horn sounded!

Ernst was tangled with Bayern's Ram while riding the ball. Ram was very fast, but he was still a little different from Ernst in terms of confrontation. However, his goal was not to break the ball, but to try every means to squeeze the opponent out of the sideline.

Suddenly Ernst stepped on the ball on the spot and braked suddenly. Ram stopped immediately, but compared to the huge inertial impact, Ram was still a beat slower. Ernst accelerated again and passed Ram, down the bottom, and then knocked the ball into the penalty area in the middle.

Kahn saw the ball rolling over quickly, slowly moving out of the goal line, and rushed towards the ball. Unfortunately, the ball was very fast and rolled directly from Kahn's hand. Kulanyi at the front point flew towards the ball, but he didn't touch it. Jones, who was surrounding the middle, also kicked it. He didn't touch it, and the ball slowly rolled to the left side of the penalty area.

Ozil and Sanior both shot towards the ball, squeezed the ball between their legs, and bounced into the sky. Ozil reacted quickly in the second reaction, jumped into the air, rubbed hard, and swung the ball into the penalty area again.

In the penalty area, Jones jumped up, raised his body sideways in the air, and kicked in the air!

The ball flew towards the goal. When it was about to approach the goal, the tall Lucio blocked the ball and pushed it out. There was another chaos in the penalty area.

Rakitic, who was pushing with the opponent, struggled to stab the ball back outside the penalty area with his toes. Qin Tian did not observe whether there was an angle at all. He was volleying from the instep, "Shockwave!"

Kahn stole a horse and faced the flying ball. The ball was kicked very well, and Kahn hugged the ball effortlessly. Under the huge impact force, the ball was making a fuss in Kahn's arms, "not good". He felt that the ball was not honest, Kahn quickly looked and let go, and punched him.

The ball flew high out of the penalty area, and with a "bang", before the ball landed, one of his right feet pulled over again. The ball roared toward the goal again, this time, a strange arc was drawn in the air, and Kahn saved the game sideways again, but it was too late, the ball had already penetrated into the net, and Schalke 04 recovered one.

"goooooooooooooooooooal...Borden! Schalke 04's central defender Boden, a very beautiful shot." The voice of the commentator on the scene was like thunder on the ground, resounding over the Berlin Olympic Stadium.

The Schalke 04 fans at the scene finally broke out, "Schalke 04...Schalke 04..." The atmosphere suddenly became warm, and Bayern fans were not willing to be outdone, cheering and cheering, but they were just scored a goal, drizzling. The entire stadium was like a volcano erupting at this moment.

Boden, who scored a goal, ran wildly towards Schalke 04 fan area on the sidelines, pounding his chest like a gorilla, and was whispering loudly in his mouth. What is important is that what is needed now is emotional venting and catharsis. Schalke 04 players rushed over one after another, surrounded Boden tightly, and waved his fists together.

Sloka off the court secretly cut me his fist. It was not the time to be happy at this time, there were 2 goals and 2 goals.

"Damn it," Heathfield swayed his fists hatefully and began to stand on the sidelines to supervise the battle. "Don't be careless, don't be careless, watch your own target, defend, defend."

Looking at Heathfield who was furious on the sidelines, only a few players became vigilant, but most Bayern players didn't care. After all, the ball was scored just now was not because of their poor defense, but because of their superb shooting skills, or because of some luck.

After a brief celebration, Schalke 04's players quickly entered the game. After all, they were still two goals behind, so they could just lift their energy. The game had to continue. Today is not a league game, but a championship battle.

Schalke's goal from 04 made Bayern's defense start to be more careful and alert. Even Ram devoted more energy to defense, while Bayern players in the midfield and frontcourt were actively planning a counterattack. Offense is the best defense. Before he knew it, Bayern's front and backcourts were a little disconnected.

At this moment, the morale of Schalke 04 team increased greatly and the offense became orderly. Of course, except for Qin Tian, ​​at this moment, he only went through the middle transition, most of the time he was seen by Fan Bomel. There was always the figure of Fan Bomel beside him. For a moment, the court seemed to be in a deadlock.
Chapter completed!