Legendary Road

Chapter 4

"Thank God, you finally woke up!"

Zorke looked at Yan Jing happily, thinking that he should be able to leave the hospital quickly to do other important things.

But after Yan Jing said the first sentence after waking up, he realized the seriousness of the situation.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Yan Jing said apologetically to Zorke that he never thought that he had traveled through time.

"I'm sorry, Mr Zorc, we didn't win the Champions League..."

What kind of Champions League trophy, it will be good if you don't play in the second division next year, okay?Damn, did this kid get knocked out of his wits?

Zorke thought with a broken heart, why all the troubles were caused to me!

While Zorc was still in a state of mental breakdown, Gotze was much calmer.

After only a few seconds of joy, he realized the most important thing to do now, and quickly put it into action.

Dr. Anna quickly brought the equipment to the ward where Yan Jing was, skillfully fiddled with Yan Jing who was still in a daze, and then explained to Zorke.

"The patient has no major physical problems, but the impact force on the brain is too great. It seems that the nerves are a little confused, which leads to some memory confusion. But all these are only temporary. I have also received many such cases due to car accidents before. Patients usually only need to stay in the hospital for a few days and then cooperate with drug treatment to recover."

Anna paused for a moment, and then showed a narrow smile to Getze beside her.

"But this is the first time I've ever been kicked like this...Boy, I think you must be a genius."

Getze blushed, feeling at a loss for what the pretty female doctor in front of him teased him about.

"I'm serious, your name seems to be Mario, right? Future big star, can you sign me up later?" Anna blinked her green eyes, and said to Zor with one hand hidden behind her back. Kebi gestured that everything was OK.

The corner of Yan Jing's mouth twitched when he heard the name Mario, an ominous premonition formed in his mind.

After thinking for a moment, he stood up and spoke cautiously.

"...I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but is this... 2013?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Jing felt three strange eyes falling directly on him.

There was silence in the ward, only the birds outside the window were singing in harmony with the summer breeze.

Yan Jing was sweating coldly under the eyes of the three of them, as if he had sensed something was wrong, but he still didn't give up, and continued to ask questions with great difficulty.

"We just lost to Bayern Munich in the Champions League final last night...?"

"Dude, it's July 2003, 7..." Anna finally answered Yan Jing, "And we were eliminated in the second stage of the Champions League group stage last season, and the champion of the Champions League is AC Milan."

"..."

What afuck!Yan Jing suddenly collapsed back on the soft hospital bed, covered his eyes and complained in Chinese, "What the hell is this shit! Can you tell me that you are filming a time-travel TV series?! I am not a girl, I don't believe in such a thing as crossing!"

Goce and Zorke couldn't understand Yan Jing's extremely fast Chinese. Before this situation, they could only look at each other in blank dismay, and then they looked suspiciously at Anna in tacit understanding.

Hey, is this guy really all right?

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Although Yan Jing plausibly insisted that he was fine, Zorke refused to believe it.

Zorke entrusted the personnel department to find out the background of Xia Yanjing, and learned that he was just a Chinese student who had just graduated from Germany, and even disagreed with Yan Jing's proposal to be discharged from the hospital.

Zorke paid Yan Jing's hospitalization fee in advance from his own pocket, and told the nurse to take good care of Yan Jing, and then left in a hurry to continue working.

Gotze, who kicked him unconscious, apologized to him repeatedly in front of the hospital bed, and said that he would come to see him tomorrow, and was taken home by his parents who came after hearing the news.

After the two left, Yan Jing, who had calmed down, studied his ten-year-younger face in the glass window for a while, and quickly accepted the facts in front of him, and was overjoyed for a while.

Does he go back to 2003, does that show what he can do for a club in distress?

But after thinking about it, he was a little frustrated.

What do Dortmund need most now?No doubt, one word, money.

Yan Jing dug out the shriveled wallet in his pocket, found a thin passbook and looked at the pitifully few numbers on it.

Well, fortunately, Zorke paid for his medical bills, otherwise he might have no face to leave the gate of the hospital.

Not wanting to be regarded as crazy, Yan Jing had no choice but to pretend to have amnesia, and took the opportunity to inquire about himself from Zorke, so as not to make jokes in the future.

It turned out that he was the newly recruited training ground equipment administrator of Dortmund, but unfortunately he was kicked into a moderate concussion by Gotze who practiced alone on the first day of work.

The corners of Yan Jing's eyes twitched uncontrollably when he heard this.

I think I was hired by a large German company when I was 23 years old, but now I am reduced to the level of an equipment manager... Yan Jing suddenly worried about his future life.

However, the boat was naturally straight when it reached the bridge, and Yan Jing, who was fairly optimistic by nature, didn't think too much about it.

After tasting the nutrition package of the hospital, I sighed, "It seems that no matter which country the hospital is in, the level of cooks is almost the same".

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afternoon five days later.

Yan Jing, who was alive and well, appeared in the training ground with a radiant look on his face, as if the person who was so weak that he looked like he would die at any time five days ago was not him at all.

"Don't worry, Mr. Manager, I'm completely fine! Dr. Anna has given me a discharge permit. Look, I'm healthy."

"Uh..." Zorke, who was holding a stack of documents in his hand, was choked up by Yan Jing's appearance, looked up and down the person in front of him, and nodded, "It's fine."

Then Zorc added: "I think you should already know how to do this job well before you apply for it?"

"Yes, I know very well." Yan Jing looked serious, "Although I have no experience in this field before, I think I will be able to do a good job in this job."

"After all," Yan Jing winked at Zorc, "I'm a die-hard Dortmund fan."

Zorke was also amused by the oriental young man in front of him.He coughed twice, with a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time on his face, patted Yan Jing on the shoulder, and left.

Yan Jing immediately went to work.

Speaking of it, the job of an equipment manager is really not difficult, and usually there is nothing to do most of the time.

Especially in this situation - the season has just ended, most of the players are away on holiday, only the youth team will train and play here.

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Numan Stitch, 63, is another Borussia Dortmund equipment manager. He has been doing this job for the Dortmund club for almost 40 years.

Under the leadership of Stitch, Yan Jing visited Dortmund's entire training base and listened to the story of the 63-year-old man's life about Dortmund.

Like many football teenagers with dreams, Stitch hoped that one day he would be spotted by scouts and become famous with one goal, and become a shining star in the world.Then he entered the national team, became a hero riding the savior alone, and won the Hercules Cup for the motherland.

So at the age of 13, he joined the youth echelon of the most famous team in his hometown, and once performed well and attracted the attention of the coach of the adult team.

But there are only a handful of stories in the world that have achieved fame like Beckham or Irving.

When he was 19 years old, he was tackled by a fierce opponent when he participated in a youth cup match.

The hospital's thin medical certificate clearly stated that his feet would no longer be able to perform strenuous exercise, otherwise he would have to use a wheelchair to live.

Stitch was almost desperate after learning of the result.

Originally optimistic and cheerful, he also became taciturn, and no matter who came to persuade him, it had no effect.

Half a year later, Stitch, who was able to walk normally, was discharged from the hospital with the doctor's permission.

He stubbornly returned to the court, even if he couldn't play football, he went to the side of the court every day, watching his teammates galloping on the court.

He loves football so much, but he can't play it!

"Mr. Stitch, what then?" Yan Jing, who was attracted by the story, couldn't help asking anxiously.

"Oh, don't call me Stitch, just call me Numan." Stitch asked back with a kind face, "You know Alfred Nibiccolo, Alfred Pressler and Alfred Fred Corbasa?"

"Of course Numan." Yan Jing is familiar with Dortmund's history, "They are all great players in the history of Dortmund!"

"They were my teammates at that time!" Stitch showed a proud look, "They gave me a promise when I was about to lose confidence in life!"

Three teenagers named Alfred promise Stitch that they will fulfill his dream for Stitch.

So in 1956, after Dortmund defeated Karlsruhe 4:2, the team finally won the first trophy since the team was founded.

In the following league, the team relied on the excellent performances of Alfred, Kvyatkowski and Max Michalek to successfully defend their title. They evened 4:1 in the final. Hamburg team.

They dedicate their victory to Dortmund, and also to Stitch, who has a dream of playing football.

"You know I was autistic at the time, and I didn't go to school... so I couldn't find a job at all." Stitch rubbed his big nose embarrassedly, "The club provided me with A job that didn't pay much but was enough to support me and my family...and I just kept doing it."

Yan Jing was quite emotional. This was something he didn't know. He only knew that the team won the championship at that time, but he didn't know that there was such a touching story in it.

In fact, whoever loves Dortmund doesn't have a story or two about it?

For example, the bald security guard with a fierce face at the door, the crippled man who tends the turf of the field day after day, and Yan Jing himself.

Immediately after entering the topic, Stitch explained some details that need to be noticed in daily work for Yan Jing. Yan Jing took out the memo that he carried with him and recorded them one by one. Looking at the time, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon up.

"Oh, it's almost here." Stitch looked at the old watch on his wrist, "It looks like we have nothing to do now, but it's still early before get off work time... If you don't want to be idle, wait a while How about we go to a ball game together?"

"Ball game?" Yan Jing looked over curiously.

"Yes, if I remember correctly, there will be a U13 youth team game on the third field in half an hour. We will face Werder Bremen."

The author has something to say: Note, Stitch and his stories are all my fictions, but it is true that the three Alfreds led Dortmund to win the championship.