“Don't let him shoot so easily!” Sun Pan rolled several times on the ground before getting up and roaring at Guo Nu, “Old Guo, aren't you good at tackling? Go up and block him!”

“I…I…” Guo Nu not only stuttered, but couldn't even speak. He actually wanted to tell Sun Pan, "I went up, what about Schneider?" But the words choked in his throat, and he couldn't spit them out for a long time, making his face red with anxiety.

Yang Muge came out to explain for him, “It’s my responsibility, Götze is my responsibility to defend.” He raised his hand.

“Pay attention to the corner kick defense!” Sun Pan turned his head and shouted at the others.

Xu Yang, the assistant coach on the sidelines, frowned tightly, his expression solemn, and the ease he had before was gone.

In the second ten minutes, the situation changed. Although Dortmund was still besieging the Chinese team, the quality of the shots had obviously improved and were more threatening.

The Chinese team can really only huddle up and be beaten now. Zhou Yi is almost invisible, and his role on the defensive end is very small.

All these changes stem from the adjustments made by the Dortmund youth team.

After failing to score in the first ten minutes and almost allowing the Chinese team to counterattack and steal a victory, the Dortmund youth team changed their tactics, or rather, they finally had relatively clear tactical requirements.

That is, no longer rely solely on Schneider, the center forward, to score, but have more levels in the attack.

As the person at the very front, Schneider's task changed from shooting and scoring to making the ball for his teammates.

Specifically, who does he make the ball for?

For Götze.

Götze's main activity area changed from the wing to the center, from the person organizing the attack to the scorer, using the advantage of the late insertion to shoot and score, seizing the gap between the Chinese team's defensive midfielder and center back.

This adjustment really made the Chinese team uncomfortable immediately.

The shot that Klopp saw was not the first time Götze had threatened Sun Pan's goal in this game.

In these second ten minutes, Götze was the well-deserved protagonist, everyone on the field was his foil, the Dortmund under-17 youth team players were the green leaves cooperating with him, and the Chinese team was the black soil that set him off particularly beautifully.

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In the corner kick defense, Guo Nu was finally able to vent his previous anger. In the header contest, he, who was not tall, relied on his super physical fitness to head the ball out from a group of opponents who were generally more than a head taller than him.

The ball headed out by Guo Nu flew to the area where Zhou Yi was. He raised his foot to stop the ball. There were no Dortmund players around, another gap to receive the ball.

After receiving the ball, Zhou Yi didn't immediately send the ball out, or turn around with the ball. He waited for a while, and then passed the ball back to the full-back Li Liang.

After passing the ball, Zhou Yi decisively moved to the wing, while making a gesture for the ball.

Li Liang sent the ball back. Zhou Yi didn't catch the ball, but let the ball pass, while completing the turn.

Next, he took the ball towards the middle, giving up the position on the wing, and also leading the Dortmund players who came up to steal the ball to the middle.

Li Liang, who thought he had completed his task after passing the ball, suddenly saw Zhou Yi dragging one hand behind him while running towards the middle, his palm constantly hooking, as if…he was gesturing to him.

The meaning of this gesture is… to let him go forward?

Li Liang glanced at the front. Because Zhou Yi moved to the middle, the Dortmund players who were blocking him in front had now moved to the middle, and the corridor on the wing where he was now empty!

Realizing this, Li Liang quickly rushed forward.

Goalkeeper Sun Pan shouted behind him, "Counterattack! Counterattack! Charge up! Everyone charge!!"

Li Liang continued to charge forward, picking up his speed.

Then he saw Zhou Yi suddenly use his right foot to pass the ball horizontally to the left wing while going to the middle. The ball rolled diagonally towards the open space in front of him!

This is… a chance!

Li Liang ran so hard that the veins on his neck bulged. He started to speed up. As a full-back, he was still relatively fast and had a certain ability to assist in the attack. And Zhou Yi's ball was passed as if it was tailor-made for him, passing the ball to his front, leaving enough sprinting space to take advantage of his speed.

"Hey, good ball!" Assistant coach Xu Yang couldn't help but clap his hands and praise Zhou Yi's pass.

"Wonderful pass!" It wasn't Hao Dong next to him who made the same exclamation, but Klopp, who was standing in an unnoticed corner of the field.

Running towards the middle, pulling the Dortmund youth team's defense, which was originally on the wing, to the middle, and then passing to the wing again, I didn't expect there to be such a powerful person in the Chinese team… He was suddenly very curious about the opponents of this Dortmund youth team, are they the Chinese National Youth Team?

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Seeing Zhou Yi pass the ball to the wing, the Dortmund youth team's defensive players who had originally followed him to the middle quickly turned back to the wing, intending to stop the Chinese team's full-back from assisting in the attack.

At this time, Li Liang was about to receive the ball. Just as he was about to break through with the ball, he heard Zhou Yi shout loudly beside him, "Pass the ball back!!"

He turned his head while running and found that there were no defensive players around Zhou Yi!

Who should he pass to if not him?

Li Liang didn't say a word. He took a step, chased after the ball, raised his left foot, and knocked it horizontally, passing the ball horizontally again!

And the Dortmund youth team player who had just turned back wanted to turn back again, but slipped and fell to the ground - forcing two consecutive U-turns caused his body to lose its balance.

He can only lie on the ground now, watching the ball roll past him, and then be received by the Chinese team's midfielder.

After passing the ball, Li Liang didn't stop, but continued to run forward. Anyway, the defensive players in front of him had already fallen, and he had plenty of space to play. He was waiting for Zhou Yi to pass the ball back to him again, to make a one-two pass.

After receiving the ball, Zhou Yi did adjust his body and faced the wing, seemingly intending to pass the ball to the wing.

The one-two pass on the wing is very common, so the Dortmund players blocking him in front also turned to that side. Of course, when he turned to the wing, he didn't forget to observe Zhou Yi holding the ball.

He suddenly found that Zhou Yi seemed to grin at him.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Zhou Yi flick the ball with the outside of his right foot, and the ball rolled in the completely opposite direction - the middle!

That damned, deadly middle!

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He Ying, who had been sprinting in the middle during this wave of counterattacks, saw that Zhou Yi seemed to have focused all his attention on the wing, and didn't turn his head towards him once, so when he ran to the edge of the penalty area, he slowed down - if he continued to run, he would run behind the last defensive player of Dortmund, and then he would be offside.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he slowed down, Zhou Yi suddenly passed the ball over, and he happened to receive the ball.

Unmarked!

And…Dortmund's middle was wide open!

This is the best chance, even better than the last dribbling counterattack!

While receiving the ball, He Ying took the ball into the penalty area!

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In front of the Chinese team's coaching bench, all the members of the coaching team stood up from their seats, leaning forward, looking nervously and expectantly at the Dortmund youth team's goal.

They opened their mouths, but didn't make any sound.

They saw He Ying break into the penalty area, face the Dortmund youth team's goalkeeper who came out to attack, raise his left foot, and shoot!

The ball flew past the Dortmund youth team's goalkeeper and crashed into the net!

The goal is in!

The first goal of the Chinese teenagers in Europe…was born!

He Ying lost his balance after shooting, and inertia made his body lunge forward, falling to the ground.

But he, lying on the turf, kept staring at the ball.

When he saw the ball fly into the goal, Zhou Yi's words to him this morning suddenly appeared in his mind: "He Ying, I think you will definitely score today."

I scored?

I scored!

He turned over and turned to look at Zhou Yi behind him.

What he saw was Zhou Yi's figure with open arms flying towards him.

Then he was pressed down…

“Beautiful! So beautiful!!” Zhou Yi was still shouting hoarsely in his ear, making his eardrums hurt.

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At the moment the ball hit the net, there was silence in front of the Chinese coaching bench and on the bench. They didn't seem to dare to believe that the goal had been scored. After maybe a second or two, the coaches started shouting first. A group of middle-aged men in their forties and fifties lost their composure like children.

Assistant coach Xu Yang and fitness coach Li Haorui hugged each other tightly.

Even Hao Dong, who had always been calm, was rarely excited. When he was a player, his celebrations after scoring goals were not particularly passionate, but now he was waving his fist vigorously.

This goal…this goal is too important!

It is so for him, so for the entire team, and so for this program!

Amidst the criticism from public opinion, there is a popular saying that even if the Chinese team cannot win against the youth team of European giants, they should at least score a goal, right? Four games without a single goal is really too much to ask.

Now, the goal has been scored!

Hao Dong looked at Zhou Yi, never expecting that the first goal of this team was created by this amateur player.

When he picked him out from the national draft finals, he didn't have such high expectations for him…

He just felt that this kid had a shining point, had talent, and it would be a pity not to give him a chance.

What he gave Zhou Yi was just a glass of water to quench his thirst at the time. Now it seems that this move may have saved his life…

Amazing, amazing!

After the coaching bench began to celebrate wildly, substitute goalkeeper Lai Cong and two defenders Huang Chao and Zeng Junjie, who were unable to play due to injuries, also jumped up from their seats and raised their arms and cheered.

And the Chinese teenagers on the field who reacted the fastest were Sun Pan, who was the furthest away.

He laughed loudly, opened his arms, and ran to the frontcourt to celebrate the goal. He had already planned it. He would sprint so far, then jump high, and press down his 160 pounds of weight without reservation, ensuring that He Ying would throw up everything he ate last night!

The other players also woke up from their dreams after Sun Pan and ran to the frontcourt to celebrate the goal.

But what disappointed Sun Pan was that when he ran to the place, Zhou Yi had already pulled He Ying up from the ground, and the promised pyramid had become a mutual hug - the swarming teammates scrambled to hug He Ying, pushing the disappointed Sun Pan out.

“Why did you pull him up so quickly?” Sun Pan glared at Zhou Yi.

“I'm afraid you'll cause a murder.” Zhou Yi spread his hands.

“You’re so suspicious! Am I that kind of person?” Sun Pan snorted.

At this time, Yang Muge rushed to the two of them, cheering: "Nice pass, Zhou Yi!"

"That's right! Zhou Yi's pass, even I can score!" Sun Pan immediately erased all of He Ying's credit.

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