Although playing at home, according to the club's tradition, the team still gathered in a hotel near Fritz-Walter-Stadion and then took the team bus together to the stadium.

  When the team arrived outside the stadium, the surrounding fans suddenly boiled up, shouting the names of the players and the team one by one, singing the Super Kaiser team song loudly, the atmosphere on the scene was extremely fiery, especially when Yang Cheng led the players to get off the bus one after another, the atmosphere on the scene was even more turbulent.

  The home team and visiting team arrived at Fritz-Walter-Stadion one after another, then the players changed clothes and came to the field for warm-up.

  As Suler and his teammates walked out of the player tunnel, ready to warm up on the field, he heard a familiar yet strange shout from above.

  "Sebastian!"

  "Little brother!"

  Daisley turned around, raised his head, and easily found his family in the stands on one side of the player's passageway. His father, mother, sister, and beloved grandfather were all sitting together, with his parents holding hands, a rare sight, standing up to cheer him on.

  Are they... are they okay?

  Daisley's heart was racing, he hesitated and raised his right hand, waving it at them, wanting to smile, but not being used to smiling, didn't know how to smile, could only stand there foolishly.

  "You can definitely do it, Sebastian! We'll be watching your game and cheering you on!" Kieran encouraged.

  "Yes, Sebastian, you're the best, you can definitely beat your opponent!" Mrs. Daisley also cheered him on.

  "You are the best player in the whole world, Sebastian!" Grandpa also shouted loudly.

  Daisley stood at the exit of the player tunnel, listening to the encouragement of his family members who were close at hand. He was like in a dream and didn't even know how to describe his emotions at that moment.

  "How's it? Do you like this gift?" Yang Cheng's giggling voice appeared behind him.

  He had said after talking to Drais the day before yesterday that he wanted to give him a mysterious gift, and at that time Drais couldn't guess what it was, simply thinking it was just something like sneakers, but unexpectedly he invited his parents to Kaiserslautern.

  "Your parents just told me that they are planning to move the family to Kaiserslautern in the next few days, and your sister will also find a school nearby. I have already promised to help, and I have also asked the club to contact a rental apartment for you, which is quite cheap. At that time, your whole family can live there, and your parents can also find a job in Kaiserslautern."

  Here is the translation:

  "Yang Cheng patted Desley's shoulder with force, encouraging him: "You should look forward to a better direction, your parents have done it, you can do it too. Don't let the shadows in your heart continue to entangle you, be bold and walk out, I and your family will always support you from behind!"

  Daisley couldn't help but sob after listening, turned around and tightly hugged Yang Cheng, then nodded heavily.

  "Hey, Sebastian!" A soccer ball suddenly flew in from somewhere far away, followed by Bremer's shout.

  Daisley was startled, but quickly got in front of Yang Cheng, easily stopping the ball with his chest, then juggled it under his feet, weaving back and forth between his legs before taking off on a fast break.

  "This kid has finally become proactive!" Paul Bayer chuckled and walked up to Yang Cheng's side.

  Watching Daisi Le actively rush into the court and warm up with his teammates, especially under their conscious guidance, he began to proactively integrate himself, Yang Cheng also felt relieved.

  "No matter what the outcome of this game is, at least I've already won!" Yang Cheng burst out laughing.

  Paul Beyer knew Yang Cheng's expectations for Daisler, so he naturally understood what Yang Cheng meant.

  "Of course, if we can win this game, it would be even more enjoyable, isn't that right?" Paul Beyer asked with a smile.

  Yang Cheng also burst out laughing.

  And in the distance, Daisley also used a foot to shoot from mid-range, piercing Reink's goal, showing his good state, and then rarely showed a smile, which was dazzling under the stadium lights!

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  All truly good things are obtained through struggle and sacrifice, and a better future will also be gained in the same way!

  The road of history is not the pedestrian path on Nevsky Street, it advances entirely in the fields, sometimes through dust, sometimes through mud, sometimes across swamps, and sometimes through forests!

  When the players finished warming up and walked into the locker room from outside, they suddenly found that there were no tactical diagrams or analysis on the tactics board, nor were there any names of players or others. Some were just written with a pen on it. Two sentences full of profound meaning, while Yang Cheng stood silently beside the tactics board.

  The players saw the two sentences of Russian Chernyshevsky's famous saying translated from German, and they all stunned. Some old players began to ponder the profound meaning here, and even those young players stared at the two sentences on the tactical board in a daze.

  After Paul Beyer and others walked into the locker room, he casually closed the door of the locker room.

  The whole dressing room was quiet, with only the sound of Yang Cheng's pen occasionally dropping onto the table, a small habit he had when reading books before, which he couldn't change for the time being.

  Gently putting down the pen in his hand, Yang Cheng walked out and slowly passed by the players on both sides of the locker room, stopping in the middle.

  "Many people say that we are bound to lose this match, because our opponent is Bayern Munich, and there's an unbridgeable gap between us and them. Then they'll come over with a pretentious smile and ask me, 'Hey Mr Yang, what do you think?'"

  Yang Chen himself smiled and shook his head, "I don't know how to answer, because my mood is very clear, Bayern's strength is indeed stronger than ours, I believe you will also admit this!"

  "Matth?us, Klinsmann, Sauer, Basler, H??ler, Kahn... each and every one of them is a top European star, the mere mention of their names is enough to scare off those who are faint of heart. They are absolutely Germany's best players, even in Europe, even in the whole world, they stand out from the rest."

  Yang Cheng spoke very slowly this time, with a gentle tone, as if he was chatting casually, slowly building up the atmosphere and pulling the players' emotions into the rhythm he had prepared beforehand.