Football: What Happened To Going To The Nightclub? I Have To Score Chapter 9 Are The Fans Renovating The Stadium Themselves? In

With Daniel occupied elsewhere, imrsing himself in the activities of the training base, he hastily departed, leaving Su Luo to his own devices.

During their earlier return ho, Su Luo's parents had emphasized the importance of balancing football with academics, insisting that the club arrange cultural lessons for him. At the very least, he needed to obtain a high school diploma, if not pursue university education.

After consulting the club manager, Daniel had agreed to these stipulations. Due to Union Berlin's tight budget and limited manpower, Daniel not only served as a scout but also doubled as Su Luo's life assistant. From finding an apartnt to securing a German tutor and even obtaining a local phone card, Daniel attended to Su Luo's every need.

However, Su Luo couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. Why were they going to such lengths for his sake?

Seated in the reception hall of the training base office, Su Luo felt a sense of idle restlessness. It seed that the coach had taken the entire team to a neighboring city for a training match. With the pre-season training camp underway and the German Bundesliga set to comnce at the end of August, more warm-up matches were essential to prepare the team adequately.

The training base at Union Berlin was relatively rudintary. The two-story office building, nearly a century old, bore remnants of World War II in certain areas. Su Luo's inquiry about Wi-Fi was t with a disappointing response; there was none available. Left with no other option, he settled onto a sofa, gazing out the window at the training ground.

Despite the simplicity of the facilities, the turf boasted a pristine, professional quality, ticulously maintained to high standards. Across from the training ground, Su Luo noticed a stadium in the distance.

"What's that over there?" he asked in broken German.

The attendant aunt barely glanced up from her computer. "That's the old Forest Managent Stadium—our ho ground."

Curious, Su Luo decided to venture over, intending to acquaint himself with the battlefield of future contests.

However, as he made his way there, he observed a steady stream of pickup trucks ferrying construction materials towards the stadium. People wielding shovels and picks, their enthusiasm palpable, trod purposefully in the sa direction.

Approaching the stadium, Su Luo found himself amidst a flurry of activity. People donning various outfits, fervently chanting slogans, bustled about the stands.

"What's going on?" Su Luo inquired.

Arriving at the stadium entrance, he was t by a rotund, bald man bellowing instructions through a gaphone, directing the assembled crowd in their tasks.

"You, co here!" the man gestured to Su Luo.

"?" Su Luo pointed to himself, bewildered.

Unable to comprehend the subsequent instructions, Su Luo followed the bald man inside the stadium, sporting a perplexed expression.

As he stepped onto the field, Su Luo was t with an atmosphere brimming with fervor. People of all ages, clad in assorted attire, fervently wielded their tools, transforming the stands before his eyes.

Gesturing towards a stack of bricks nearby, the rotund man indicated that Su Luo should pitch in.

Realizing the man's misconception, Su Luo hesitated montarily before joining the bustling throng, assisting in moving the bricks alongside the other volunteers.

Under the skilled guidance of seasoned craftsn, the bricks were swiftly arranged, promising the swift transformation of the stands. Energized by the communal effort, Su Luo felt a sense of purpose amidst the bustling activity.

As the afternoon waned, the sun casting a dim glow, the rotund man addressed the crowd once more, eliciting cheers and applause.

Though exhausted, Su Luo basked in the positive energy perating the atmosphere. His curiosity about the club piqued further.

Subsequently, Daniel sought him out.

Upon learning of Su Luo's inadvertent involvent in the stadium renovations, Daniel, who rarely displayed emotion, chuckled:

"Uncle Hans mistook you for a fan and roped you into stadium renovations. Hahaha. Since you haven't officially signed a contract yet, he didn't recognize you."

Following Daniel's explanation, Su Luo gained a deeper understanding of the club he had joined.

The club's history traced back to 1961, when the Berlin Wall's construction divided the city. From that day forth, this team in East Germany acquired a deeper significance, symbolizing the struggle and solidarity of the working class.

Originally nad Oberschneveld, the team rebranded itself as Union Berlin, embodying the ethos of the proletariat. Despite being an outlier in global football for over four decades, the team shunned comrcialism, relying solely on fan support to sustain itself—a true club of the people.

Moved by the fans' spontaneous efforts in stadium renovations, Su Luo was further touched by the club's history. He learned of their resilience in the face of adversity and their steadfast commitnt to their ideals.

"At our ho gas, we eschew entertainnt and advertising, focusing solely on the fans' chants and cheers," Daniel explained. "We boast the cheapest sausages in Germany, offer free beer on ga days, and our fans are renowned for their passion."

"Su Luo, I hope to hear your na reverberating through the stands of the Old Forest Managent Stadium one day."

"Yes, Daniel," Su Luo replied, casting a glance back at the seemingly humble stadium.

"I believe that day will co soon."

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