When the fourth goal appeared, four "..." appeared in the group almost simultaneously.

The viewers were speechless.

With the game turning out like this, they didn't know what to say.

It was a bit beyond what they could accept.

If the viewers felt this way, it was even more so for those participating in the game.

That's why Klopp was so angry. He had put in so much effort before the game, made such detailed arrangements, and in the end, this was the result?

He didn't accept it!

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But in the end, whether Klopp wanted to accept it or not, when the first half ended, the score was 4:0, with the home team Inter Milan leading Borussia Dortmund by four goals.

"This score is enough to kill the game. The next forty-five minutes are just a formality for Inter Milan, while for Borussia Dortmund, it will be a painful torment!" the Italian commentator said with a hint of triumph.

Marcel Reif analyzed calmly: "Even if this game is destined to be lost, I hope the Dortmund lads don't give up in the second half. Even if they can score one or two goals, it would be good. This way, when it comes to comparing goal difference with Inter Milan, it might come in handy... And losing 0:4 and 1:4 gives the players a different feeling."

As the players left the field, the TV broadcast showed close-ups of several players.

In the close-ups, Inter Milan players had relaxed smiles on their faces, chatting and laughing as they walked off the field.

The Borussia Dortmund players, on the other hand, had gloomy expressions and hurried off the field with their heads down.

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During the halftime break, the TV stations broadcasting the game were all analyzing the first half, and almost everyone's reaction was "unbelievable."

Because based on the state and strength Borussia Dortmund had shown in the first two Champions League group matches, they didn't seem like rookies at all on the Champions League stage.

Judging from their recent league matches, their form was also excellent.

Before this game, everyone thought it was an evenly matched contest. Benitez's team might win at home, but definitely not easily. Because Klopp's team was very aggressive and tenacious.

But who would have thought that the game had only started for fifteen minutes, and Borussia Dortmund had already been completely defeated.

In the end, everyone could only think that it was probably still due to Borussia Dortmund's lack of experience in playing Champions League matches. After winning two consecutive group matches, they became a little too optimistic, which led to the players relaxing internally.

"...The victories in the first two group matches made everyone ignore the fact that they are actually a genuine Champions League rookie team. If they want to go further in the Champions League, they still have a lot of work to do, and a long way to go."

At the same time, in the "Exclude Old Guo" group, the four buddies were also discussing the first half.

"Borussia Dortmund's overall strength is still too poor. Honestly, they don't even have a superstar in their squad right now..." He Ying insisted that Borussia Dortmund's weak overall strength was holding Zhou Yi back. "Although superstars can't decide everything, in this kind of situation, a superstar who can stand up is still very necessary..."

Sun Pan often sang a different tune from He Ying. If He Ying agreed, he would disagree, and if He Ying disagreed, he would support. But now, he couldn't sing a different tune even if he wanted to. The score was there, and they had seen the scenes. Everything He Ying said made sense. If he disagreed, would he have to say that Borussia Dortmund's poor performance in the first half was Zhou Yi's fault? That would be blatantly lying.

Yang Muge, who had been silent all along, suddenly said: "I've been thinking just now, if I encountered a situation like Zhou Yi's, what would I do? I couldn't figure it out, I think it would be complete torture..."

When Sun Pan heard Yang Muge say this, he also thought about it for a while, and then shuddered. He felt it was too frustrating: "Luckily I don't have to experience this kind of torture..."

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Almost every Borussia Dortmund player who entered the locker room had their head down, silently without saying a word.

This was probably the worst first half they had ever experienced. Even when they lost 1:5 to Bayern Munich at home last season, at least the score was 1:1 in the first half. But in this game, Borussia Dortmund was beaten without any ability to fight back.

They only had two shots in the entire first half, and neither of them were on target.

The team's head coach, Klopp, was the last to come in. After he entered, he closed the door to the locker room.

The starting eleven were all in the locker room, while the remaining substitutes were warming up on the field under the guidance of assistant coach Buvac.

Klopp looked at them in silence for a full minute. He didn't say a word, and the locker room was so quiet that only the ups and downs of everyone's breathing could be heard.

While Klopp didn't speak, he also looked at every player.

Almost all the players had their heads down, but when he saw Zhou Yi, he found that Zhou Yi was also looking at him.

A pair of eyes reflected the light in the locker room, sparkling.

He was the only player who dared to look him in the eye even after losing so badly. Klopp's heart stirred, and he suddenly asked him: "Zhou Yi, do you have anything to say?"

"Ah?" Zhou Yi seemed very surprised, not expecting the head coach to suddenly ask him this.

"Come on, stand up." Klopp was determined to listen to what Zhou Yi had to say, and he raised his hand and said, "Tell me what you think of this first half. What are your thoughts? What are your feelings?"

Mark secretly swallowed and lowered his head a little more.

The other players were even more silent, feeling that the head coach was super unhappy, so he was using Zhou Yi as a punching bag, to kill the chicken to show the monkeys... (to make an example of someone).

The smartest thing to do at this time was to lower your head and be honest.

But unexpectedly, Mark felt that Zhou Yi next to him actually... stood up!

Was he crazy?!

Mark's heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Could Zhou Yi not hear the anger in the head coach's tone?

He really wanted to reach out and tug on Zhou Yi's clothes to make him sit down, but he was afraid that his action would be seen by the head coach and become the target of his diverted anger.

Just as Mark was feeling extremely anxious, he heard Zhou Yi say: "Uh, I don't really have any opinions."

"No opinions?" Klopp was surprised and asked.

Not to mention the others, the teammates in the locker room all raised their heads and looked at him with surprised expressions.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhou Yi nodded and repeated: "Yes, I don't have any special opinions. Because I've experienced games where we lost even more miserably than this, and more than once. Of course, I wasn't on the field at that time, but sitting on the bench. But I completely felt the same way. It's normal for a team to concede six or seven goals in a game..."

Gotze nudged Mark next to him and whispered, "Is it about the U17 team?"

Mark glared at him: "How is that possible? Borussia Dortmund's U17 team has never lost so badly!"

"Then what is it..." Gotze couldn't figure it out.

Kagawa Shinji looked at Zhou Yi and suddenly knew what he was going to say, because he had heard Mr. Tim Kist mention it in Japan.

After getting the ball rolling, Zhou Yi simply took two steps forward and stood in the center of the locker room, looking around at his teammates, including head coach Klopp, and then asked: "Have you ever experienced despair?"

No one could answer Zhou Yi's inexplicable question.

Zhou Yi continued: "I have."

The confusion in everyone's eyes deepened.

"There was a game where we conceded eight goals in the first half alone."

Zhou Yi's words caused a small commotion in the locker room, and many people gasped.

Conceded eight goals in the first half? Was this a situation that could occur in a professional game?

This was indeed... quite despairing.

But in fact, that's not what Zhou Yi was talking about. When he conceded eight goals in the first half, he was actually numb. What really made him despair was losing by a large margin to the La Masia youth team again and again in the virtual game. In the first game, he lost 0:17, and the subsequent dozens of games were like this. Losing by less than ten goals was considered very good.

That feeling of not being able to defeat the opponent in front of you no matter how hard you tried was truly despairing. It could completely make you give up the desire to continue trying, and just want to give up.

But he still challenged the powerful opponent in the virtual world game after game.

"In the second half, maybe the opponent felt that it was too easy to win against us. Anyway, thanks to their mercy, they only scored four goals, and we finally lost to them with a score of 0:12. Yes, this was not a professional game, but a youth team-level game, but this was not an insignificant friendly match. We went to challenge the opponent with the desire to strive for victory and goals... Oh, I forgot to introduce, we were a team composed of Chinese domestic players under the age of seventeen at the time, and I was the only amateur player among them, a high school student who was still in school. And our opponent in that game was... La Masia's U17 team."

Zhou Yi's tone was calm, and he said these words lightly, but it moved many people in the locker room.

Because they all knew how strong La Masia's U17 team was.

"Our strength was vastly different from theirs, so losing by twelve goals was not surprising at all. So I don't think it's a big deal to lose four goals in the first half," Zhou Yi spread his hands, curled his lips, as if he really didn't take the first half of this game to heart at all.

Then he continued: "There is also an ending to this story. A month and a half later, when we returned to Barcelona, we beat La Masia U17 2:1."

After speaking, he turned around and returned to his seat, and then sat down.

His story was finished, but the people in the locker room fell into silence.

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"You did a great job!" Benitez's face was slightly red, a flush he only showed when he was excited and happy.

Bearing tremendous pressure, he desperately needed such a resounding victory.

When he first took over Inter Milan, he was facing a team that had just won the treble. His predecessor not only left this team with very dazzling honors, but also imprinted a very deep personal mark on this team.

So you can imagine how Benitez came to this team in Mourinho's shadow.

He desperately wanted to break the traces of his predecessor on this team.

Unfortunately, his actions were met with criticism and resistance.

Moreover... his performance on the field was not convincing at all.

After winning the treble, Barcelona added three more championships in the second half of the year, thus winning the unprecedented sextuple, creating a record that will be remembered for generations.

Inter Milan also had the opportunity to catch up with Barcelona and make Barcelona less lonely in the history books.

But unfortunately, Benitez screwed everything up.

After leading the team to defeat Roma and win the Italian Super Cup, Inter Milan lost to the UEFA Cup champion Atletico Madrid in the European Super Cup, thus saying goodbye to the honor of the sextuple.

In the Champions League group stage, they were even held to a draw by the struggling team Twente in the first round, further increasing the pressure on Benitez's shoulders.

Fortunately, Inter Milan then defeated Valencia 4:0 at home, reversing the decline.

If they could also defeat the in-form Borussia Dortmund by a large margin in this game, then he believed that many of the doubts about him would disappear.

Although Benitez was very happy with the team's performance in the first half, he rarely praised the team.

However, the players didn't seem to care about his praise. Their reaction was flat, which instead caused a somewhat awkward silence in the locker room...

Benitez, who didn't have very high emotional intelligence, didn't seem to notice the sudden silence. After praising the team, he began to talk endlessly about the tactics the team should adopt in the second half. Although they were already leading by four goals, Benitez still hoped that the team could win this game more steadily. He didn't want any unexpected complications.

However, the players didn't seem to listen to his words. They were already leading by four goals in the first half, and they also had one more player than them. What suspense was there in the second half?

Just play casually and control the situation. Why talk about it so complicatedly?

Tch!

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Klopp's applause broke the silence in the locker room. He said: "Good story. Now let's talk about the second half. I don't know what the final score will be. It seems difficult for us to win this game, but I hope you still show fighting spirit in the second half. My request is very realistic - even if you can score a goal, it will be a good result. At least, we won't be humiliated by them at home!"

He began to make some adjustments to the team's tactics.

After all, all the tactics before the game were based on the 4-2-3-1 formation. But now the team was one man short, Kuba was substituted, Kagawa Shinji filled the wing, and the 4-2-3-1 became a 4-2-2-1.

He asked Mark to be more active, to retreat more, get closer to Zhou Yi, and connect with the others.

The others also had to make corresponding adjustments. Especially when Zhou Yi was organizing the attack forward, the defensive line had to pay attention to maintaining the formation, and then move forward. When defending, the offside trap had to be decisive, resolute, and consistent.

Perhaps it was the effect of Zhou Yi's story, but everyone raised their heads and listened attentively when the head coach was making arrangements.

No one lowered their heads and remained silent anymore.