Chapter 100 The Turning Point

After Borussia Dortmund U19 placed the ball in the center circle, the game quickly restarted.

For Borussia Dortmund U19, there was little time left, and they naturally wanted the game to start as soon as possible.

As for Schalke 04, after taking a two-goal lead twice at home, how could they swallow being pegged back to a one-goal difference twice in a row?

Naturally, they wanted to regain a two-goal advantage and tell Dortmund whose territory this was.

After the game started, Dortmund, who had just scored, launched a fierce attack on Schalke 04's goal.

Schalke 04 withstood Dortmund's attack while also looking for opportunities to counterattack.

As long as they could gain possession, they would not hesitate to launch a quick counterattack, trying to catch Dortmund off guard.

After Mark's goal, the competition became white-hot, the pace of attack and defense between the two sides began to accelerate, and the scene became much more exciting... Of course, it was also a bit chaotic.

When Dortmund had the ball and attacked, it was intercepted by Schalke 04 on the right side, and Schalke 04 quickly launched a counterattack.

Dortmund's players quickly retreated to defend.

Seeing Schalke 04 get an attacking opportunity, Schalke 04 supporters in the stands and on the sidelines shouted excitedly.

Neuer was particularly excited, raising his arms and shouting, "Charge! Crush them!"

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When the Schalke 04 full-back took the ball and rushed forward, most of the Dortmund players were retreating to defend, but Zhou Yi stood still.

In the eyes of others, this move was probably evidence that Zhou Yi was not actively defending and had a negative attitude towards the game.

But Zhou Yi had his own ideas.

Even if he retreated to defend, it wouldn't be of much use, so he might as well stay here, maybe there would be a chance to counterattack?

Now, a floor plan of the stadium appeared in his mind. In this floor plan, Zhou Yi could clearly see the positions of both sides' players on the field at this moment. The Schalke 04 left full-back with the ball was dribbling forward along the wing. If he wanted to break through on his own, Zhou Yi would have no way to stop him.

If he wanted to pass the ball forward, Zhou Yi couldn't do anything either.

But if he wanted to pass the ball to the center... Zhou Yi's current position wasn't far from that passing route.

He was betting that the opponent would pass to the center.

Of course, if the opponent didn't pass, it didn't matter, he would just run back.

The Schalke 04 player with the ball had just crossed the halfway line when he was blocked by a Dortmund player, and the route forward along the wing was blocked. So he cut inside to the center and then passed the ball horizontally with one foot!

Now!

Zhou Yi, who had been paying attention to him, immediately stepped forward when he saw him turn towards the center. So when the opponent passed horizontally, he intercepted the pass!

"Ah!!" Neuer, who was cheering, saw this scene and immediately screamed, covering his head with his hands. Then he pointed at Zhou Yi and shouted, "Pressure him! Pressure him! Don't let him pass the ball!"

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Amidst the screams of the Schalke 04 fans, Zhou Yi took the ball and dribbled forward, crossing the halfway line.

The Schalke 04 midfielder, who was originally in the center circle preparing to receive his teammate's horizontal pass, was closest to Zhou Yi, and he quickly turned around to pressure Zhou Yi.

Facing his interception, Zhou Yi used the outside of his right foot to flick the ball outwards, separating the opponent with his body.

However, this didn't allow him to get rid of the defense. Another Schalke 04 midfielder on the wing also rushed towards Zhou Yi, intending to sandwich him with his teammate, trap Zhou Yi, and then intercept his ball, or force Zhou Yi to make a passing error, in short, to prevent Dortmund's counterattack.

At the same time, Götze, who had failed to attack on the wing, had not yet returned to defense. He quickly moved towards the center, and crossed paths with Kinczek.

His movement successfully attracted the attention of the Schalke 04 defenders, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

But Zhou Yi wasn't. He was secretly aiming at Mark in the distance.

When he intercepted the ball just now, Mark was in an offside position, so he didn't pass the ball directly after intercepting it.

Instead, he dribbled the ball forward, attracting the opponent's defensive attention while leaving time for his teammates to run into position.

Sure enough, seeing his action, Mark took a step back.

At the same time, two Schalke 04 players were pressing Zhou Yi harder and harder.

Zhou Yi flicked the ball towards the wing again with the outside of his right foot, and his body was twisted. It seemed that he could only pass the ball to the wing.

But there wasn't a single Dortmund player on the wing. Götze, who was on the wing before, was now moving towards the center.

Unless Zhou Yi passed the ball to Kinczek in the inside channel.

But Kinczek was facing away from the direction of the attack, and there was also a Schalke 04 defender behind him. There wasn't a very obvious passing angle between him and Zhou Yi. It wouldn't even be easy to pass to him.

It looked like Zhou Yi had driven himself into a dead end.

"Pass the ball!" Some Dortmund players on the bench couldn't help but shout. "Don't dribble anymore!"

Schneider snorted coldly in his heart, waiting to see Zhou Yi lose the ball.

"Good job!" Neuer, who was off the field, saw Zhou Yi being forced to the wing by the Schalke 04 U19 players and waved his fist excitedly to cheer.

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But just as the Schalke 04 fans in the stands thought their defense was successful, Zhou Yi suddenly swung his right foot and twisted his body to kick the ball up!

The ball didn't fly towards the wing, nor did it pass to Kinczek, nor was it passed to Götze, who was running towards the center.

Instead, it flew higher and farther, straight to the far end!

Or to be more precise, it flew to the front of the far end!

Mark, who had just retreated to his position, turned around and rushed forward again, chasing after the ball's landing point!

But this wasn't a very obvious gap, because there were two Schalke 04 players in blue jerseys on his left and right!

The original center-back was quickly chasing back, while the full-back tucked inside after Zhou Yi passed the ball, pressing towards Mark.

This was completely different from Mark's previous goal situation!

The imposing full-back crashed directly into Mark, hoping to knock Mark down.

But Mark wasn't easily knocked to the ground by him. He withstood the opponent's impact, although his steps were a bit staggered.

At the same time, he stretched out his foot to stop the ball.

The ball passed by Zhou Yi was stopped by him with his left foot, and the distance was just right.

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Yeballa, who saw Mark's stop from the sidelines, stood up from his seat.

In his opinion, this was a crucial stop!

If Mark hadn't stopped the ball well just now, then this counterattack would have been in vain - in fact, if that were the case, it wouldn't be too surprising. Not everyone can control the ball well while colliding physically, even professional players, let alone someone like Mark.

When he saw Zhou Yi choose to pass this high ball to Mark, and Mark hadn't gotten rid of the defense, Yeballa didn't have much hope in his heart.

He knew Mark's physical confrontation ability very well.

But in the moment he was doubting, Mark's fighting spirit in his usual training and team matches flashed in his mind...

He had a little bit of luck in his heart - maybe, just in case, maybe... he could do it?

As soon as this thought flashed out, Mark withstood the impact of the opponent's full-back and then stopped the ball beautifully!

Yeballa was so excited that he stood up from his seat and walked to the sidelines, staring nervously at the field.

He knew it wasn't over yet!

Because although Mark had leaned on the opponent's full-back with his body, Schalke 04 still had a center-back!

At this time, the Schalke 04 center-back, who had chased back, saw this and rushed up in one stride, stretched out his left leg towards the ball, intending to poke the ball away.

Just as he was about to succeed, Mark, squeezed between the two, took the lead and shot the ball!

As he was pushed away by the two Schalke 04 defenders, the ball was also shot by him towards the goal!

Mark's shot between the two was so fast that the Schalke 04 goalkeeper didn't even react. His body tilted, and the ball had already rushed past him, and then... it hit the net behind the goal line!

Three minutes after Dortmund just scored, they scored again!

3:3! Dortmund tied the score!

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"Good ball!!" The one who shouted this wasn't a Dortmund fan, nor Mark's parents, but... Yeballa standing on the sidelines!

He raised his arms and shouted, looking very excited!

Not only because this goal tied the score, but also because of the things he saw in the whole process of this goal, the truly exciting things.

In Yeballa's heart, Mark Wagner officially became a member of Borussia Dortmund U19 from this moment on!

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Mark fell to the ground, watching the ball fly into the goal. He excitedly got up from the ground, and then turned around and ran towards Zhou Yi, who had passed the ball and assisted him.

Zhou Yi also ran towards him, and the two hugged again.

"That was a really beautiful goal, Mark!" Zhou Yi said happily, patting his head. "You did it! You weren't knocked down by the defender! I knew you could do it, Mark! I didn't even run after that pass, I was just waiting to celebrate the goal, ha!"

Faced with Zhou Yi's praise, Mark could only laugh. This month's hard work... was finally not in vain!

This time, Götze didn't run to the goal to pick up the ball. There were still more than twenty minutes left in the game. He didn't urge Mark. He also wanted to enjoy the joy of tying the score, and let Mark have a good time. He knew very well what this goal meant to Mark.

Although he had similar goals in team matches, this was after all an official match, an official match with a higher intensity of confrontation, and also a Ruhr derby with a higher intensity of confrontation than official matches!

When that full-back rushed up, Götze was really worried that Mark would be knocked away.

But Mark withstood it.

"Good job, Mark!" Götze reached out and patted Mark's shoulder. "You scored twice!"

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"Mark!!" When the ball rolled into the goal, Mrs. Wagner raised her arms and shouted, "Oh!! Mark!!"

Her son scored two goals in three minutes. Mrs. Wagner didn't know what else to say besides shouting her son's name.

Even Old Wagner, who was always taciturn, was flushed and shouted, "Good job, son! Good job!"

Standing next to her parents, listening to their wild shouts, and watching her younger brother smile happily, Cortana fell into deep thought.

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"I said, I said..." Draxler muttered, holding his head. "That kid is Dortmund's secret weapon! He and Zhou Yi are Dortmund's secret weapons..."

Neuer was silent.

What else could he complain about?

Although this goal stemmed from his team's midfielder's passing error, after losing control of the ball, every Schalke 04 U19 player tried their best. Before that number twenty-five shot, there were two Schalke 04 defenders marking him closely.

Even so, they still couldn't stop the opponent from scoring.

What else could he say?

He couldn't blame God, could he?

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ps, When I was playing football yesterday, I fell backwards after saving the first ball, and reflexively supported myself with my hand. As a result, nearly ninety kilograms of weight was pressed on my left wrist, which touched the ground first. I felt a sharp pain in my wrist at that time.

I insisted on playing for more than an hour, and I felt pain every time my left hand touched the ground. Later, I didn't even dare to touch the ball with my left hand. When I took off my gloves, I saw that my wrist was swollen.

So I went home early, applied ice packs, and rubbed medicinal wine. I spent almost two hours, and I didn't even dare to take a hot shower.

It doesn't look so swollen now, but I still don't dare to use force when moving my wrist.

I can barely type, but the speed will definitely not be fast. So it was already slow, and now it's even slower...

If you feel sorry for me for still insisting on coding with a swollen hand, please give me a few monthly tickets...

The most worrying thing when playing football is getting injured. It's okay if my ankle is swollen, but the most feared thing is getting injured in my hand. This is my livelihood... As a result, I still got injured. I've said goodbye to the 2015 season in advance...