"This is Hoffenheim's No. 9, giving a fatal goal at a critical moment. In this game, Varim used his performance to tell us all that he deserved Hoffenheim's No. 9!"

"In addition to Morsi, Vialtini and Jamie, Hoffenheim has welcomed a brand new key Mr. No. 9!"

The cheers at the scene were even more intense.

The fans' hysterical shouts, the heavy blow at the beginning and the subsequent rhythm were all the losses. The fans were worried.

Now, Hoffenheim equalized with Varim's goal, and the gap between the two sides is only one goal in the total score, so the fans are naturally ecstatic.

Varim!!

Varim!!

Varim!!

The Dome Field was filled with the sound of shouting Valim's name. At this moment, he was no longer an inconspicuous little character in amateur game. He really stood on the top stage in the world and scored a key goal for his home team.

In the west stands, a woman was holding a little girl.

The little girl was wearing a trumpet Hoffenheim jersey and was waving her hands excitedly.

"Dad is so awesome! Dad is so awesome!"

The little girl seemed to want everyone else to know that it was her father, and was shouting in the biggest voice in her life.

The fans around him also looked at the little girl with a smile.

They welcome every Hoffenheim fan, and this little girl will obviously be a Hoffenheim fan in the future.

At the coach's seat, Steven was also excited to punch in the air.

He was startled by Liverpool, which left Hoffenheim completely speechless.

And this goal can help Hoffenheim relax.

On the other side, at the Liverpool coach's seat, Usoka shook his head and sighed a long time.

He knew that fighting Hoffenheim was not an easy thing.

But he didn't expect that the opportunity to equalize came so quickly.

"That would be great if it was the second half!"

Usoka shook her head and sighed, then turned her eyes to the stadium.

Liverpool players have recovered from calmness after a period of stammering.

But even a goal is scored, they won't be too frustrated.

It's just a draw, everyone is on the same starting line, what are you afraid of?

However, from the moment, the game is likely to continue the attacking drama of the previous game.

......

"Leo spiked the ball, he broke into the penalty area. The Liverpool defenders were in a hurry and shot! Ah!! He was too pursuing angle!"

"Jim, accelerated crazy. He is the son of the wind. He crossed the ball, Valia, is there any! Oh~~ shit! Tedal accurately caught the landing point."

"Ravens is breaking through, and he passes to Ranie. Ranie did not choose to pass the ball, but dribbles into the penalty area directly. Will he also shoot?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ranie directly shot, but Arcole Leyan showed his courage and saved the ball again.

Ranie stomped his feet in anger.

He looked up at the time, 44 minutes, only one minute before the end of the first half.

In the time after Hoffenheim scored, both sides seemed to have returned to the previous round of the game, and both teams were attacking wildly.

However, Hoffenheim's high-pressure and Liverpool's defense were both solid, resulting in no goals.

But even if there is no goal, it will mobilize the passion of the fans on the scene.

They were completely ignited by this attack battle and were full of passion.

Cheers and exclamations are endless.

If they were asked to rate it, this game was the most exciting game of the season.

In the commentator seat, the commentators from both countries never rested.

Apart from the changes in the situation in the field, they don’t give them any time to breathe, let alone drink water to moisten their throats.

Both commentators could feel that their voices were likely to be hoarse after this game.

But so what, just watch the game.

Now they are not only commenting, but also enjoying the game.

In 45 minutes, both sides were launching a frantically attacking the opponent's goal.

The number of shots, offense and defense conversions, etc. are all higher than other games.

Many fans even think that this game is much more interesting than the battle between those giants.

Both sides were fist-fighting and never retreated. The scene of fighting for each other was so hot.

After the entire first half, the players on both sides were panting, wet and in a mess.

The midfield whistle sounded and the players walked towards the locker room.

The fans in the arena finally breathed a sigh of relief and were talking about the game.

The overly intense shouting made them even cancel the midfield singing program.

Now that they can't even sing, it's better to have a good rest and continue to shout in the second half.

......

The atmosphere in the locker room of both sides was still very tense.

"That's right, you have to play like this! They dare to attack at Anfield, and we can also play against them at the Dome Stadium! Don't relax. The more tired you are now, they will be as tired as you are. This is not a protracted battle. We are all holding our breath. Whoever dissipates first will suffer a heavy blow!"

Usoka loudly boosts morale and constantly clapping and inspires the players.

Liverpool players are listening while quickly recovering their physical fitness.

They feel very tired.

In the first half, I felt that my legs were starting to swell. You can imagine how intense the first half was.

But they believe that they are so uncomfortable that Hoffenheim is not much better.

"This game is really tiring!" Lesco just straightened his breath and suddenly felt a surge of fatigue coming.

"But it's a great time to play!"

Jim said with a grin.

Regardless of anything else, he was very happy in this game.

"It's good if there's no competition to be won or lost."

Liszt nodded and said.

Valia shook her head, "If the game is not involved, then she will be kicked to this level."

"So, we still have to play like this in the second half?"

Louis said helplessly: "The defense line has been completely stocked, so you guys come back to help us!"

Jim laughed and scolded: "Didn't you see Hoffenheim play like this? Why are you just complaining?"

Louis was immediately defeated, but he still said stubbornly: "You are so happy to kick, but I didn't see how painful our defense is. Mejert, Ravens, Warim and one Ranie. These four guys are really tortureing us."

"Let's just stand up, win this game in 45 minutes, and then go to the quarterfinals of the Champions League!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes shone brightly.

Champions League quarterfinals!

If their generation can lead Liverpool to recover, their name will be remembered by Liverpool.

Of course, before again, Hoffenheim, who was standing in front of them, must win.
Chapter completed!