Chapter 11

During training, Zhou Yi saw Barrios, and the Paraguayan striker once again gave him a warm embrace.

Zhou Yi didn't know what kind of expression to make...

In the eleventh round of the league, Borussia Dortmund played Hertha Berlin at home. Zhou Yi still didn't make the eighteen-man roster for this game.

Before the game, Barrios found Zhou Yi again. This time, before Barrios could speak, Zhou Yi took the initiative and said, "Yes, I dreamed you scored in this game again, Lucas."

In fact, he didn't have such a dream at all, but what else could he say? Everyone likes to hear pleasant words, regardless of whether they are true or not.

Was he supposed to tell Barrios: "Forget about it, I didn't dream you scored."

Wouldn't that be a slap in the face?

So Zhou Yi could only repeat the same excuse four times...

Hearing what Zhou Yi said, Barrios was indeed very happy.

The next day, during the match, Zhou Yi once again climbed onto the South Stand and cheered for the team with "Old Dad" and the others.

After the first ten rounds of the league, Borussia Dortmund had risen to tenth place with a three-game unbeaten streak. The team's form and the players' confidence had greatly improved.

And Hertha Berlin?

Hertha Berlin's performance this season had been very poor. In ten league games, they had only won one, drawn one, and lost eight, with only four points, ranking last. The capital team was now a huge relegation favorite.

However, Hertha Berlin put up a pretty tough performance in the first half. Playing away, they relied on active defense and didn't create any great scoring opportunities for Borussia Dortmund.

Moreover, defender Dede was injured in the seventeenth minute and had to be replaced by Schmelzer, which also caused some trouble for Borussia Dortmund.

It wasn't until the second half, in the sixtieth minute, that Borussia Dortmund broke the deadlock. They were awarded a penalty. Sahin took the penalty and scored, triggering huge cheers in the South Stand.

Having taken the lead, Borussia Dortmund played more smoothly, while Hertha Berlin, who were behind, saw their previously unwavering confidence weaken.

Zhou Yi focused his attention on Barrios. He could tell that Barrios was working hard in this game, wanting to score.

But he hadn't scored yet.

Maybe he wouldn't score in this game?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief—being expected by Barrios like this all the time really put a lot of pressure on him.

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Although Borussia Dortmund's attack was swift after scoring, they failed to break through Hertha Berlin's goal. The game went into the eighty-fifth minute, and seeing that they were only one goal behind, Hertha Berlin rekindled hope of equalizing.

They didn't expect to take three points away from Borussia Dortmund's home ground. But if they could get one point, that would be excellent.

So the situation was reversed. Hertha Berlin, who had been under pressure from Borussia Dortmund, began to attack fiercely, hoping to equalize in the final few minutes.

Anyway, if they didn't do this, they would still lose the game by one goal. If they did, they might concede more goals, but they might also equalize.

Anyone would know what to choose at this time.

Faced with Hertha Berlin's sudden attack, Borussia Dortmund seemed somewhat unprepared. They had certainly only been thinking about winning this game at home, but they hadn't expected that the prey, who was on its last breath, would suddenly lash out, actually wanting to fight back!

For a time, the pressure on Borussia Dortmund's defense increased sharply.

The Borussia Dortmund fans in the stands also became nervous.

Bruno, "Old Dad," next to Zhou Yi kept sighing, and he would shrink his neck nervously every time Hertha Berlin launched an attack.

The other fans, who had been talking and laughing before, were now silent, staring intently at the field, fearing that Hertha Berlin would score a goal.

They had finally won two consecutive games. If they followed that up with two consecutive draws, it would be a blow to the team's morale.

Zhou Yi was also a little nervous. He didn't bother to watch Barrios anymore. He now focused his attention on Borussia Dortmund's half of the field, especially in front of the goal.

"Hertha Berlin's attack is fierce, let us sing and cheer for the team! Hold on for these last few minutes!" The stadium announcer Norbert Dickel was very dedicated, reminding everyone not to be too silent and let Hertha Berlin gain the upper hand.

So the South Stand burst into a chorus: "We want to see you win! Our Borussia Dortmund! Go! Go! Go! Oh oh oh oh! We want to see you win!"

Zhou Yi also sang along.

He had never deliberately learned the songs that these fans sang, but after watching so many games in the South Stand, he had learned them pretty well by singing along. And he also knew that the songs in the South Stand were not sung casually. There was a particular song for every situation. For example, the song they were singing now was specifically sung when the team was in a critical situation. That way, the Borussia Dortmund players would know what to do as soon as they heard the song.

Different songs were like war songs, as if they could direct the team.

With the fans cheering, Borussia Dortmund's performance did improve. The South Stand was the solid backing and source of strength for Borussia Dortmund players. This statement was absolutely correct.

Anyone who played football in such an atmosphere couldn't help but feel their blood boiling and strive to be the first.

And at this time, it was already the eighty-ninth minute of the game.

Seeing that there wasn't much time left in the game, as long as they persevered, Borussia Dortmund could win this game!

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In the ninety-first minute, Borussia Dortmund launched an attack. Defender Owomoyela dribbled the ball from the wing and then crossed it.

At this moment, a figure rushed out in the penalty area and jumped up for a diving header!

The football went into the net!

"Lucas Barrios—!!!" Marcel Reif roared.

Zhou Yi was dumbfounded. "Old Dad" Bruno and the Mark family next to him all jumped up and cheered, and Mark even hugged Zhou Yi, but Zhou Yi didn't make any celebratory moves. He stared blankly at Barrios, who was celebrating the goal on the field...

No way? This works too?!

This was the only voice in the depths of his heart.

"He's scored in four consecutive games! This kid is simply amazing! Amazing!" Bruno kept roaring in his ear.

In the last minute of the game, Barrios actually scored!

Zhou Yi didn't know if what he said casually was really that accurate...

Should I go buy a lottery ticket?

Zhou Yi asked himself in his heart.

The stadium announcer Norbert Dickel happily shouted: "Barrios! He helped us seal the victory! 2:0! Borussia Dortmund can't lose the game anymore, not even draw!"

After the cheers, led by the song leader, the South Stand rang out with the reserved song after a goal: "Oh-lay! It's Borussia Dortmund's turn now! Oh-lay! It's Borussia Dortmund's turn now! Oh-lay! It's Borussia Dortmund's turn now..."

The general idea of ​​this song was to express the fans' joy after the team extended the score.

In the singing of the South Stand fans, Barrios was also very excited. He rushed to the South Stand, then made a sliding motion, and was finally pressed to the ground by his teammates who swarmed up.

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In the end, thanks to Barrios' goal that sealed the victory, Borussia Dortmund defeated Hertha Berlin 2:0 at home, remaining undefeated for four consecutive league games!

After the game, the Paraguayan striker made the headlines of major media outlets.

"Barrios, in Hot Form!"

"From Being Heavily Questioned to Enjoying Cheers, the Paraguayan's Legendary Journey!"

"The Return of the Striker God, Borussia Dortmund Moving Forward at Full Speed!"

The previous pressure had dissipated, and the media were discussing why Barrios was in such good form. From not scoring a goal in seven consecutive league games to scoring in four consecutive league games, Barrios was simply like a different person.

A TV station invited Barrios to be on a program, and in the program, they asked about the secret to Barrios' excellent condition.

Faced with the host's question, Barrios smiled: "Because I have a super magical teammate, he seems to have some kind of secret technique..."

The host originally thought that Barrios would say something like working hard in training and maintaining a peaceful attitude, but he didn't expect Barrios to give such an answer. He immediately became interested: "Oh? Can you tell me more about it?"

"Of course, actually this matter has to start with me not being able to score a goal in seven consecutive league games..." Barrios began to talk eloquently in front of the camera.

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The next day, when Zhou Yi finished training and came out of the training base, he was surrounded by a group of reporters, and they were all German reporters!

For Zhou Yi, who had never played in an official match for Borussia Dortmund's first team, he had never enjoyed such treatment - at most there would be a few, no more than thirteen Chinese reporters, unlike now...

He was almost drowned by German reporters!

"What's going on?" Zhou Yi was confused.

"Zhou Yi! Zhou Yi! It is said that your contribution is behind Barrios' ability to score goals in four consecutive league games?"

"Zhou Yi! It is said that you know mysterious Eastern witchcraft, is it your blessing that helped Barrios become so brave?"

"Do you really know witchcraft? If not, how do you explain that you have predicted Barrios scoring in four consecutive league games?"

After the German reporters surrounded Zhou Yi, they couldn't wait to throw out the questions.

Faced with these questions all related to Barrios, Zhou Yi thought of one thing - after training yesterday, Barrios spent half a day combing his hair in front of the mirror in the locker room, and then said to Zhou Yi triumphantly: "Today I'm going to record a TV interview program!"

He understood what was going on...

He thought Barrios was just joking in the team, but he didn't expect him to take it to a TV show!

So he quickly clarified: "This thing does exist, but I can't predict the future, otherwise I wouldn't be playing football, I would just buy lottery tickets, wouldn't that be rich?"

"Then how do you explain that you guessed that he would score in four consecutive times?" A reporter asked.

"That's just luck, just good luck."

"Good luck four times in a row?"

"There's always a time when good luck comes and you can't stop it, right?" Zhou Yi spread his hands.

A group of reporters looked at each other.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zhou Yi asked back: "Or do you think it's more credible that I know Eastern witchcraft than that I have so much luck?"

So this matter was positioned by the media as a kind lie and joke that Zhou Yi made to comfort and encourage his teammates who were under pressure, but his luck was so good that he guessed it right four times in a row...

But this explanation obviously did not conform to the curious psychology of the vast majority of people, so in the public, there were more rumors that Zhou Yi knew witchcraft. As a result, Zhou Yi, a young player who had not yet played in an official match for Borussia Dortmund's first team, was not well-known because of his performance on the field, but was first known for this somewhat nonsensical thing...