The game continued. Hensel kept Zhou Yi's words in mind, searching for similar situations. However, these situations weren't something you could encounter just by wanting to; sometimes you really needed luck.

Five more minutes passed in the game, bringing the time to seventy-five minutes.

Eckel on the sidelines began to arrange for players to warm up, preparing to substitute Zhou Yi.

With one assist in the match against Schalke 04 and dominating the first half, Zhou Yi's performance was already outstanding, especially considering it was Zhou Yi's first official match in the U17s.

When Dortmund once again gained an attacking opportunity and advanced to the front, Hensel suddenly noticed a familiar scene—Zhou Yi had moved to the center, with his back to the goal, Petrak behind him, and further back, Schalke 04's defensive line.

And Mark?

He was once again not in the center but on the wing!

Wasn't this the opportunity he had been searching for?

Thinking this, Hensel suddenly raised his hand and shouted at the teammate with the ball, "Pass it to me!"

When the teammate passed the ball over, Hensel stopped it and looked up at the situation again. That's right, there weren't any major changes. The only change was that Zhou Yi was closer to the center, while Mark had moved from the wing to the half-space.

But there still wasn't a Dortmund player in the center of the penalty area.

This was the moment. Although he didn't understand what Zhou Yi was trying to do, if that's how he wanted to pass it, then so be it!

Thinking this, Hensel powerfully swung his leg and kicked the ball towards Zhou Yi.

This was truly a powerful, heavy pass, more like a shot!

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Just before Hensel passed the ball to Zhou Yi, Petrak behind Zhou Yi was still using trash talk to mock him.

"Show me all your tricks, Chinese boy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hensel passed the ball to Zhou Yi.

Seeing the ball coming, Petrak forcefully shoved Zhou Yi forward, and Zhou Yi was pushed out like a kite.

Seeing Zhou Yi so vulnerable, Petrak laughed disdainfully again.

But Zhou Yi, pushed out by him, didn't stop. Instead, he simply took advantage of the momentum and ran towards the ball, making a gesture as if to receive it.

After mocking Zhou Yi, Petrak also followed closely, not giving Zhou Yi any chance to turn around and take the ball.

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Mrs. Wagner shouted anxiously from the stands, "Zhou Yi, go for it!"

"Useless..." Kothana on the stands spread her hands and shrugged, feeling that both her mother and Zhou Yi were doing something pointless. Did he think he could shake off his opponent just by running forward?

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As Zhou Yi ran towards the ball, when the ball rolled over, he suddenly straddled his legs, not receiving the ball but letting it pass directly between his legs!

And Petrak, following so closely behind him, was completely caught off guard by this change!

Before he could make any move, the ball passed between Zhou Yi's legs and then immediately passed between his legs!

The ball sped forward on the grass, instantly passing through two "gates" and rolling directly towards the gap between Schalke 04's two center-backs!

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On the sidelines, Eckel in front of the coaching bench was chatting with Licken about the current situation.

When they saw that the ball had actually passed through Zhou Yi and Petrak and was rolling towards the gap in Schalke 04's defense, they were both stunned and stopped talking!

How did this happen?!

Kothana on the stands was directly stunned. She never expected that the ball would pass through Petrak's tight defense!

But her mother reacted more quickly, jumping up from her seat: "Mark!!!"

She was calling out her son's name.

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In fact, when Hensel passed the ball to Zhou Yi, Mark had already suddenly accelerated towards the gap behind Schalke 04's two center-backs. He wasn't worried about being offside; anyway, he was still some distance from the offside line. Knowing Zhou Yi, when he reached that line, Zhou Yi would definitely pass the ball over.

Even though Zhou Yi hadn't succeeded once before, and he had run in vain time and time again.

But whenever there was such an opportunity, Mark would still rush towards the gap without hesitation.

This was the understanding between him and Zhou Yi. He believed that no matter how many times he ran, Zhou Yi would definitely pass the ball over again. If he didn't run at that time, wouldn't that be wasting Zhou Yi's pass?

Similarly, he also knew that although Zhou Yi had his back to him, he definitely knew that he would also make a run, so he wouldn't have the worry of "if the ball is passed over, there will be no one there."

This was the understanding they had cultivated through repeated special training together.

As long as he saw a gap, he would be responsible for running towards it, and Zhou Yi would be responsible for passing it over.

When the pass and run were coordinated, the goal would appear.

This was why Mark and Zhou Yi's cooperation was more tacit than that of other people and Zhou Yi.

Trust, unconditional trust. Not caring about the stamina wasted after running in vain several times, repeatedly running, something that others might not be able to do.

So when Mark passed Schalke 04's center-back Lippert and rushed behind him, he looked back at Zhou Yi.

Sure enough, he saw the ball drilling between Petrak's legs!

Finally!

Mark stared at the ball and continued to run towards the gap.

As the ball quickly passed between the two Schalke 04 center-backs, Lippert and Weimar, Mark had already appeared behind them, and he received the ball!

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"Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah!!!" Cheers erupted from the Dortmund fans in the stands.

Among them, one voice was hoarse and broken, but it was very clear that it was a sharp female voice:

"Mark—!!! Shoot!!!"

In the midst of the roars, Mark stopped the ball with his right foot, turned around, faced the goal, and simultaneously swung his left foot, sending the ball he had just stopped with his right foot towards the goal!

The two Schalke 04 defenders turned back and found that Mark had once again appeared behind them, and they raised their arms in unison, signaling that Mark was offside.

But neither the linesman nor the referee indicated anything.

Schalke 04's goalkeeper made a save during the attack but didn't touch the ball.

The ball shot out by Mark skimmed the grass and entered Schalke 04's goal for the second time!

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Seeing Mark score, Zhou Yi turned his head to Petrak standing next to him, made a gesture of crossing his arms in front of his chest, and shouted, "Finishing move: No-Touch Through Pass! What do you think?"

After speaking, he turned and ran towards Mark to celebrate the goal.

Petrak was once again behind him, speechless as he watched his back...

Of course, he knew that Zhou Yi was mocking him, but at this moment, he really... didn't have the confidence to retort.

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Kothana sat blankly in her chair. Around her, her parents and other unfamiliar Dortmund fans jumped up from their seats and raised their arms in cheers.

Her mother shouted, "See! Zhou Yi always has a way!!"

But she was the only one still sitting on the bench, which was truly out of place.

However, the people who were wholeheartedly celebrating the goal didn't notice the out-of-place Kothana.

Kothana stared blankly at the field, but her gaze didn't focus on her goal-scoring brother, but on Zhou Yi.

She had seen clearly just now, if her eyes weren't deceiving her...

She saw that when the ball rolled towards Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi didn't choose to stop or pass the ball, but instead directly spread his legs and let the ball pass through!

It was like a flash of lightning streaking across her mind.

Only now did she realize how she had completely failed to consider that this was possible!

A skinny, weak teenager with no muscles used his intelligence to defeat an invincible giant.

The Chinese boy... he actually did it!

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"Beautiful!!" When Zhou Yi let the ball through to Mark, both Eckel and Licken jumped up from the ground and shouted, raising their arms.

Then, when Mark beat the offside trap and scored the goal, they hugged each other again.

Celebrating this goal.

They had previously been worried about how Dortmund would break free from the predicament when Zhou Yi was closely marked by the opponent. They hadn't expected that Zhou Yi and Mark would join forces to give them a great gift!

Listen to the cheers of those Dortmund fans in the stands. Taking the lead for the second time in the derby, how morale-boosting this goal was!

The Dortmund youth team players on the bench were still wholeheartedly celebrating this goal.

Licken had already separated from Eckel, and he excitedly said to Eckel, "Zhou Yi and Mark, these two, the U19s want them!"

Eckel's excited smile froze on his face.

"What? But they've only played one official match in the U17s!" Eckel was shocked.

"One match is enough, Sasha," Licken said with a smile. "Besides, weren't all those warm-up matches before played for nothing?"

"You can't do this, Lars... our U17s finally have a new core..." Eckel didn't want to let go of his prized students so easily.

"But I think, Sasha. Continuing to stay in the U17 level matches will have very limited improvement for them. Going to the U19s will help them improve," Licken continued to persuade Eckel. "Moreover, if they really don't adapt to the U19s, they will still return to your care."

Eckel knew that this was the decision of the club's youth training director, and he couldn't stop it. He had to sigh, "Then I'm really conflicted. I don't want them to not be able to play in the U19s, but I really don't want to let them go."

Licken patted him on the shoulder, "I understand your feelings, Sasha. But aren't we in youth training supposed to send those young people who show talent to a place that is more suitable for them? They should graduate from the U17s."

Sasha Eckel looked at the two people on the field who were excitedly celebrating the goal with their teammates and sighed.

"Okay, Lars, please give Yebara a message for me. Mark and Zhou Yi must be together to play better. Don't break them up."

The "Yebara" he mentioned was Peter Yebara, the head coach of Dortmund U19, also known as Dortmund Youth Team A.

"I will, Sasha."