Chapter 101 Exchange

When the referee blew the whistle to end the game, the Borussia Dortmund players waiting on the sidelines rushed onto the field to celebrate their victory.

Meanwhile, Paris Saint-Germain players covered their faces in disappointment, either standing blankly or collapsing on the ground.

He Ying bent over, hands on his knees, panting heavily, both in pain and exhaustion.

He had given his all in both games, but still couldn't go any further.

Just then, someone patted him on the back. He looked up and saw it was Zhou Yi.

"Sorry for the sudden death," Zhou Yi said with a smile. "I told you I wouldn't hold back."

He Ying said helplessly, "Congratulations..."

"Actually, that ball..." Zhou Yi touched his nose. "You could have stopped me, if you had just tackled my feet."

He Ying grinned. "What are you talking about? Tackle you and it's still a penalty, just a different way to score. Besides, what if you got injured?"

Zhou Yi clasped his hands in front of him. "Many thanks for not killing me, hero!"

He Ying was amused by Zhou Yi's words, shaking his head and smiling. "Go on, I remember you saying in the group chat about maybe winning a double crown, right?"

Zhou Yi looked at He Ying.

"I don't think you have the word 'maybe' in your mind," He Ying patted Zhou Yi on the shoulder and then turned to leave.

"Hey, I say…exchange jerseys…" Zhou Yi said to He Ying's back, holding his jersey.

He Ying turned around and said to Zhou Yi, "Someone else wants your jersey more than I do."

He pointed behind Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi turned around and saw Verratti standing behind him, bare-chested, holding a jersey, ready to exchange.

"Um, Zhou Yi, can we exchange jerseys..." Verratti said shyly.

Zhou Yi quickly took off his jersey and handed it to Verratti. "No problem, no problem!"

The two completed the exchange of jerseys, shook hands again, and separated.

Verratti put on Zhou Yi's jersey, while Zhou Yi tied Verratti's jersey around his waist, then happily skipped off to celebrate the victory with his teammates.

When he entered the crowd, he noticed that Yan Min was wearing a Paris Saint-Germain jersey with Lucas's number and name on it.

"Yo," Zhou Yi said, surprised.

Yan Min explained, "He asked me…"

Zhou Yi nodded. "Not bad, someone even wants to exchange jerseys with you."

Yan Min grinned, feeling delighted. This was a kind of recognition of himself.

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The match between Borussia Dortmund and Paris Saint-Germain came to an end. The final result was 3-3, with Borussia Dortmund eliminating Paris Saint-Germain on away goals to become the first team to advance to the semi-finals.

Why say the first? Chelsea and Real Madrid were playing at the same time…

Because the match between Chelsea and Real Madrid wasn't over yet.

The Borussia Dortmund players ended their celebrations on the field and excitedly returned to the locker room. Zhou Yi had just sat down when he couldn't wait to pull out his phone and start checking the score of the other match online.

He found the game was still going on!

Not just long injury time, but extra time!

Thirty minutes of extra time…

What was going on?

He quickly looked at the match overview.

In the first leg, Real Madrid won 2-0 at home against Chelsea.

Everyone thought that Real Madrid's progress was a foregone conclusion, but who would have thought that back at their home ground, Mourinho's team would beat Real Madrid 2-0.

This surprised many people.

Moreover, the situation wasn't one-sided. Real Madrid also had many chances. They only needed to score one goal to end the suspense of the match.

But in the ninety minutes of the match, Real Madrid couldn't score even one goal.

This was related to Chelsea's defensive tactics, and also to Sun Pan's excellent performance.

So after ninety minutes of the match, the aggregate score was 2-2, and neither side had an away goal, so the match went into extra time.

"Damn, Pan Pan is awesome…" Zhou Yi murmured.

By the time Zhou Yi opened his phone, the first half of extra time was almost over. The score was still 2-0, Chelsea leading, the aggregate score 2-2, unchanged.

Zhou Yi didn't even bother to shower. He quickly changed his clothes, plugged in his earphones, and started watching the live broadcast of the match on his phone.

He came out of the locker room, still watching intently with his earphones, all the way until he boarded the bus.

Someone next to him leaned over, curiously looking at what he was watching.

"Chelsea and Real Madrid? Zhou Yi, why are you watching this?"

"Ah, a friend of mine is playing…" Zhou Yi explained.

"Oh, oh!" The person who asked immediately understood—Sun Pan was at Chelsea.

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Zhou Yi was immersed in the match.

Injury time had entered the second half, and the match had entered a feverish stage.

Chelsea's current strategy was a counter-attack defense that Mourinho was accustomed to. For Chelsea, they must have made two preparations. One was naturally to solve the match in regular time. The other was that if they couldn't, then dragging it to a penalty shootout would be their best choice. After all, they had a goalkeeper in excellent form.

On the Real Madrid side, Casillas's physical condition had declined severely after he got older…

The media regarded this match as Mourinho's revenge match—he spent three seasons at Real Madrid, and was like the king of Real Madrid in the middle, but when he finally left the Bernabeu, he was very embarrassed. His conflict with Casillas made him unpopular.

Now that they met again in the Champions League, Mourinho was definitely holding back to eliminate Real Madrid, to prove to Real Madrid how wrong they were to abandon him.

In the last fifteen minutes of the match, Real Madrid basically besieged Chelsea's goal.

Chelsea simply couldn't launch a counterattack. After they got the ball, they could only kick it forward, trying to keep the ball away from their goal as much as possible.

Sun Pan made high and low saves to keep the goal safe.

During this period, Sun Pan became the Chelsea player with the highest exposure rate.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi joked to Sun Pan in his mind that he must be very happy now.

But in addition to joking, Zhou Yi was more worried about Sun Pan, and he felt a little nervous watching it.

Although they were always bickering with each other in the group chat, Zhou Yi undoubtedly still hoped that Sun Pan would advance to the Champions League semi-finals.

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Sun Pan had just pushed the ball over the crossbar with one hand. After landing, he quickly got up.

He couldn't bother to show off after the save now.

He loudly directed his teammates to prepare to defend this corner kick.

Modric was taking the corner kick for Real Madrid.

The penalty area was crowded with players from both sides.

The referee blew his whistle, and Modric kicked the corner kick.

He kicked the ball near the penalty spot, where Cristiano Ronaldo was. However, there were two Chelsea players closely marking the Portuguese, making it difficult for him to even jump.

At this moment, Real Madrid's center-back Sergio Ramos rushed forward at high speed from behind, broke out from behind Cristiano Ronaldo, and then jumped high!

Completely unmarked!

He headed the ball kicked by Modric towards the back corner of Chelsea's goal!

Although Sun Pan had made a save in the first time, Ramos's shot was too tricky, going straight into the lower left corner of the goal, which was a dead corner!

So Sun Pan couldn't touch the ball. He could only watch the ball fly into the goal!

"Ramos—!! Ohhhhhhhhh! Sergio Ramos!! One hundred and eleventh minute! He scored a crucial goal for Real Madrid! Now Real Madrid lead Chelsea 3-2 on aggregate, and they also have an away goal! Chelsea's goal at this time is simply a bolt from the blue. This means that even if they tie the aggregate score, they will still be eliminated. They must score two goals in the next less than ten minutes!"

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"Fuck!"

Zhou Yi, holding his phone, couldn't help but swear when he saw this scene.

He was still waiting to see Sun Pan's wonderful performance in the penalty shootout. Now it seemed that the penalty shootout might not be possible…

After the TV broadcast finished showing Ramos's wild celebration, it didn't forget to give Sun Pan a shot.

In the shot, Sun Pan got up from the ground, picked the ball out of the goal, and then threw it to the center circle.

After doing all this, he stood in front of the goal with his hands on his hips, his body leaning.

He shook his head lightly, gritting his teeth.

Zhou Yi rarely saw Sun Pan looking so depressed. It seemed that this goal had a big impact on him.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but sigh.