Chapter 14 A Stroke of Genius

When Großkreutz passed the football to Zhou Yi, probably few people could have imagined that a nobody like Zhou Yi would make such a crazy and risky move.

A no-look, direct shot!

Even experienced and famous stars couldn't guarantee that such a shot would hit the goal frame. Nine times out of ten, they would either sky it, shank it, or not put enough power behind it, allowing the goalkeeper to easily save it.

If it went in, it would be a stroke of divine inspiration.

But now, they were watching the divine create a beautiful arc in Hoffenheim's penalty area…

If viewed from above, this arc was heartbreakingly beautiful.

"The…the ball went in?!" Duan Xin didn't even react, stammering.

Tao Wei next to him was also too shocked to say a word.

Zhou Jianliang in front of the TV reacted much faster. When he saw the football fly into the goal, he jumped up from the sofa and shouted, "Great shot!! Great shot!! Great—shot!!"

It was almost midnight, but he wasn't worried about waking up the neighbors, because even if he did wake them up, so what? His son scored a goal, couldn't the old man shout a few times?

Li Cuiyun also slapped him on the back in excitement, though she didn't say anything, the excitement on her face was unmistakable.

"Damn it!!" Fang Shuai in the internet cafe roared again, slamming his fist on the table. As a result, the poor fellow next to him, who had just gotten his little brother standing up again, was unlucky again… He bent over,趴on the table, wanting to cry but having no tears.

QQ groups, Baidu Tieba, forums, were all flooded with exclamation marks.

Everyone went crazy.

They had imagined many scenarios after Zhou Yi came on, and what they were seeing now was the most perfect but least likely scenario!

Coming on as a substitute and scoring!

And it was a crucial goal that put them ahead!

Everyone was so shocked that all they could do was type exclamation marks, not knowing what else to say.

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Zhou Yi wasn't surprised that he scored, because he had scored in simulated matches before, and wasn't this shot aimed at scoring?

So after the goal, he didn't stand there in a daze, with a dumbfounded expression as if he couldn't believe he had scored. Instead, he turned and ran towards Großkreutz, shouting, "Congratulations, old man, you got an assist!" as he hugged him.

Großkreutz was dumbfounded, only reacting when Zhou Yi hugged him: "Was that a fluke, kid?"

"I did it on purpose!" Zhou Yi said decisively.

"Lucky shot!" Großkreutz said, patting Zhou Yi's head.

The other teammates also swarmed over, surrounding the two of them and celebrating. "Kid, you're so lucky! Scoring as a substitute!"

"You're going to be famous, Zhou Yi! You're definitely going to be famous! Get ready to be on the front page!"

"That shot was so slick, kid!"

"Good job, Zhou Yi!"

Everyone praised Zhou Yi, patting his body, and Zhou Yi felt like he was being ganged up on… But it made him think that if he ever wanted to get revenge on someone, he could use the opportunity of celebrating a goal to settle scores…

On the sidelines, when the football flew into the goal, assistant coach Buvac also had a dumbfounded expression, while Klopp next to him laughed and clapped.

He knew it, he knew this kid would do something to attract everyone's attention!

Sure enough, he didn't disappoint!

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"Goal! Zhou Yi! Borussia Dortmund takes the lead again! Wow! What a world-class goal!" Marcel Reif couldn't help but exclaim after the initial shock.

"Zhou Yi! This young player, who was substituted on in the sixty-fifth minute of the second half, scored in his first appearance! This is a very courageous choice! A no-look, direct shot!"

Amidst Marcel Reif's eloquent commentary, the TV screen began to replay Zhou Yi's goal.

Großkreutz passed the football to Zhou Yi and cut inside himself. It was clear that he didn't intend to assist Zhou Yi. He wanted to play a one-two with Zhou Yi. As a result, Zhou Yi ran towards Großkreutz's pass. He was adjusting his steps as he ran. Looking back now, it was a clear signal that he was going to shoot.

Sure enough, next, Zhou Yi turned his right ankle outward and chipped the ball!

He kicked the middle-upper part of the football, causing the football to not fly too high, but fly at low altitude, and there was also a drop in front of the goal, and the ball flew into the goal just like that.

The key was that the arc was very obvious. If it weren't for such an obvious arc, it would have been difficult to bypass goalkeeper Hildebrand's fingertips.

"What a beautiful arc! I seem to see a supernova rising!" After admiring Zhou Yi's goal, Marcel Reif exclaimed.

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Hearing Reif's exclamation in front of the TV, Götze clenched his fists and pursed his lips.

He came on as a substitute but only experienced the atmosphere. In fact, he didn't have any noteworthy performance, after all, his playing time was too short.

And Zhou Yi came on with a clear mission objective, and now he has scored a goal…

Zhou Yi has not only surpassed him, but his advantage is getting bigger and bigger!

He has to work harder and catch up with him!

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In a U19 league match that had just ended, the Schalke Youth A team easily defeated their opponent.

After the match, the players boarded the bus and set off on their return journey. The players, who had just won the match, were very excited. They sang, played, and showed their youthful vitality on the bus.

However, Yang Muge seemed very silent among these lively teammates.

Draxler, who was sitting next to him, was almost standing on his seat and raising his arms in the air, forming a stark contrast with him.

The reason for Yang Muge's silence was that he was concentrating on listening to the radio.

He was listening to the live broadcast of the fourteenth round of the Bundesliga league, Hoffenheim versus Borussia Dortmund.

Just now, he heard the commentator exclaim on the radio: "Zhou Yi! Zhou Yi! Zhou Yi!!! Beautiful long shot! He put Borussia Dortmund ahead!"

So he knew that Zhou Yi had scored!

At that time, Yang Muge didn't show any excited expression, but put his hands under his legs and clenched his fists.

He wasn't surprised or amazed that Zhou Yi scored a goal in his debut league match. He understood Zhou Yi's ability and talent, and he thought it was all normal.

Thinking back to when Zhou Yi was also a substitute in their westward expedition team, but he had two assists and one goal in his first appearance, he was just that kind of person!

Now he was just showing his ability on a bigger stage.

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"Hooray!" Mark put his fingers in his mouth and whistled frantically, happy for his friend's wonderful performance.

"Zhou Yi is really amazing!" Mrs. Wagner said excitedly.

Konata looked at her father, who was usually taciturn, excitedly拍ing the table at this time, and couldn't help but wonder—what magic did Zhou Yi cast on her family, why had they all become Zhou Yi's brain-dead fans now?

Mark turned his head and saw that his sister was still curled up on the sofa, without any excitement, so he asked, "Sister, aren't you happy for Zhou Yi's success?"

Kotana clapped weakly: "Good job…"

"That's too perfunctory…" Mark pouted.

Kotana twitched the corners of her mouth: "I'm already giving him a lot of face by clapping, okay?"

She was too lazy to explain to her younger brother that she was having terrible period cramps and didn't have the strength to cheer at all… Otherwise, why would she be curled up on the sofa?

Coming home to watch Zhou Yi's game while having her period, and forgetting her painkillers in her rented apartment, Kotana felt like she was being a complete idiot… Luckily Zhou Yi wasn't around, otherwise, she didn't know how he would laugh at her!

But looking at Zhou Yi, who was hugging his teammates and smiling happily on the TV screen, Kotana really found it difficult to associate him with the person who lived under the same roof.

That seemingly frail Chinese boy had actually stepped onto the stage of professional football, and… performed well!

Thinking of this, Kotana felt a little unconvinced.

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"Well done, Zhou Yi! Well done!" Schulze shouted loudly in front of the TV the moment Zhou Yi scored.

But he couldn't shout anymore.

Because he realized that all his predictions had come true. But this also meant that he was out of the competition for Zhou Yi.

While happy for Zhou Yi, Schulze also felt that he should pack his luggage and leave Dortmund.

Lest he be humiliated by being with a group of well-known agents.

Although he was a very optimistic person, he really couldn't be optimistic in the face of such a gap.

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Rangnick stood on the sidelines, staring blankly at the Borussia Dortmund players celebrating the goal.

The expression on his face was a little dull.

Because he never thought that this nobody would have a long shot in addition to making some very ordinary transitional passes!

But… was it a fluke?

Rangnick still couldn't believe it.

Such a difficult goal, it was hard to believe that it wasn't a fluke.

But in fact, every world-class goal has an element of luck, but if you attribute the whole thing to luck, then you are ignoring the player's own efforts too much.

But now, regardless of whether Rangnick thought Zhou Yi's goal was a fluke, one thing he had to admit was that all his plans had been ruined by this nobody!

Now that they were behind, how could they continue to defend?

There was no point in shrinking the defense!

At this time, Hoffenheim could only return to the path of pressing and surrounding. But…

Rangnick felt a headache when he saw Zhou Yi.

With Zhou Yi, there was no point in surrounding Sahin…

Because they could quickly pass the football out. At this time, Zhou Yi's importance became prominent.

Thinking of this, Rangnick turned his head and glanced at the bench next door.

At that time, he felt that he had successfully made Klopp waste a substitution spot, but it turned out that he had never wasted it…

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After Zhou Yi scored, Duan Xin and Tao Wei were still eloquently talking about how great Zhou Yi's goal was. Although this wasn't the first goal in Bundesliga history by a Chinese player, they still couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts.

Because at this time, Chinese football was at its darkest period. A storm of rectification, heavily cracking down on corruption, had been set off in China, exposing the behind-the-scenes scandals that were previously only rumors to everyone, shocking many people. If you only looked at these scandals, it was simply suffocating, making people feel that Chinese football was completely finished and there was no hope at all.

But at this time, Zhou Yi emerged.

In an instant, everyone felt as if there was a faint light in the absolute darkness.

Although faint, it gave everyone hope—this pitch-black space wasn't as indestructible as we thought before! There was still light that could pierce through!

In fact, the match was still continuing on the TV screen, but the two were still enthusiastically discussing Zhou Yi, extending from Zhou Yi's goal to Zhou Yi's daily life in Dortmund.

And no fans in front of the TV complained, at this time they were willing to listen to people praising Zhou Yi so much, and Zhou Yi deserved any praise from anyone at this time!

Anyway, Fang Shuai kept giggling like an idiot as he listened.

Finally, he aroused the curiosity of the fellow next to him: "Buddy, what movie are you watching, it's so funny… Are you watching a game?"

He was very surprised after he saw the picture on the computer screen clearly.

"What's so funny about watching a game? Tsk!" Disappointed, he turned his head back to his seat and continued to open the *** video file.

And Fang Shuai didn't notice that someone was talking to him next to him from beginning to end, and continued to watch the game, giggling non-stop.

Zhou Jianliang listened to the commentator constantly praising his son, and his heart was as sweet as if he had eaten honey.

He may never have been as happy as he was today in his life.

Li Cuiyun was next to him, but she didn't tease him, just watched him with a smile, watching him like a child, and as for her, she just watched, and felt like she was getting younger too…