Qin Tian did not disappoint everyone, "I hope Bayern will not lose his way in his proud way."

On the evening of November 9, the weather was a little cold. Qin Tian had already packed everything and drove to the training base. He saw a wave of reporters around the door of the base from afar. Although Qin Tian spoke last time, the reporters felt that it was not satisfied, so he wanted to put something out of Qin Tian's mouth before the game started.

"This is an important game. My condition? It's okay, I can eat and sleep well. Scoring a goal? Do my best. After all, I'm very excited every time I play Bayern, haha." As expected, Qin Tian, ​​who was in a good mood, said whatever he thought of, which made the reporters feel satisfied.

When Bayern arrived at the stadium, the "kind" reporters forwarded Qin Tian's words to Klinsmann.

"Qin? I think young people sometimes have to be more modest, and excessive self-confidence becomes a little arrogant. Talent is not used on their mouths, we see them on the court." Klinsman frowned, and seemed a little angry. After hearing Klinsman's words, he knew how happy he felt.

This battle at the top of the list is ready, but the east wind is missing.

In the locker room of the home team at Ao went to the stadium, Sloka paced, "Okay, we all understand the meaning of this game, but those were hyped up by reporters who like parrots outside. This is just a fucking ordinary league game."

Well? Why is the coach not as aggressive as he met the media before the game? This is not his style. If something goes wrong, there will be a demon.

"Because Bayern doesn't even have to help us carry shoes now. We are the king of the Bundesliga, and you will never lose in Aotu. If anyone can't be energetic on the court, hum, congratulations, you will be on vacation in the reserve team for a while, that's a vacation." When talking about this, Sloane's face was particularly "friendly".

All the players felt a chill. The week after they lost to the German Cup last season was an extremely tragic day, and it was a day Schalke players were unwilling to recall.

The visiting team's locker room was in, and Klinsmann also looked serious, "We won the German Cup from the opponent last season, so what about this game? I don't have high requirements for you. Just leave with booing all over the field, do you understand?"

"I understand, boss."

"The tactics are arranged below. Only Qin Tian in Schalke's midfielder poses great threat to us. He is like Pirlo of AC Milan, controlling the team's offense and defense. There was a Rakitic who used to share a little bit for him. Now Rakitic is injured, Englar is strong in defense and weak in offense. Ernst is the opposite of him, so limiting Qin Tian's performance, Schalke 04 will not be very terrible. But this kid's progress has made great progress compared to last year. How much threat did he bring to you last year? I believe you still remember it, Fan Bomel?"

"Boss, don't worry, I know what to do?" Van Bomel looked determined.

"Well, it's great. Keep an eye on him and don't let the speed go up. The midfielder must play twelve points. In addition, Kuranyi is an arrowhead on the forward line. Restricting his performance is equivalent to breaking Schalke's other tooth. Lucio and Demi, let's see you."
Chapter completed!