The Dortmund fans were very dissatisfied with Draxler, who fouled Zhou Yi repeatedly but only received a yellow card. Dortmund fans were unhappy with the ruling, they were hoping that Draxler could be sent off with a straight red card...

So when the game restarted, every time Draxler touched the ball, he would hear huge boos from the Dortmund fans in the stadium.

Zhou Yi is Dortmund's treasure, and the Dortmund fans would certainly not allow Draxler to treat their treasure so roughly.

Draxler didn't really care about the boos, especially in the Revierderby, where the boos were so commonplace it was almost like background music. If one day, he couldn't hear the boos when playing Dortmund away, that would be abnormal.

So at first, Draxler didn't take it to heart.

He even had a sense of schadenfreude at "escaping a disaster."

But soon, he felt that something was wrong.

After Zhou Yi passed the ball to his teammate, he ran to find the next support point.

Unlike in the past, this time he didn't deliberately look for space where there was no one around, but intentionally or unintentionally moved closer to Draxler.

Draxler was quite happy to see Zhou Yi approaching—so you're coming to me, saving me the trouble of finding you! This saves everyone time!

So he stuck to Zhou Yi, not letting him turn around.

Zhou Yi, however, acted as if there was no one behind him, raising his hand to ask for the ball.

The ball was passed up from behind by Sven Bender.

Zhou Yi adjusted his direction, stepped forward, and made a gesture to meet the ball.

Draxler certainly couldn't let Zhou Yi run away under his nose, so he followed up as well.

But just as he took a step forward, Zhou Yi suddenly turned around!

He didn't receive the ball, but let it pass!

When Draxler saw Zhou Yi turn around, he reflexively wanted to reach out and pull him, and stick out his leg to trip him.

But when his foot and hand were halfway out, he suddenly remembered that he already had a yellow card, and if he really kicked Zhou Yi, he bet that kid would definitely fall down on purpose, and then he would have committed three fouls in a short period of time… Draxler couldn't guarantee that the referee would let him off the hook this time…

In that moment of hesitation, Zhou Yi had already turned around past Draxler and caught up with the ball he had let pass!

Draxler turned around and saw Zhou Yi's back, and even if he wanted to foul, it was too late…

"A beautiful turn and breakthrough! Zhou Yi has gotten rid of Draxler's defense!"

Zhou Yi's turn and breakthrough caught Schalke 04's defense off guard.

Only Yang Muge made up for it, but he was still a step too late.

Before Yang Muge got close to him, Zhou Yi took a long shot!

The ball flew towards the lower left corner of the goal, skimming the turf!

Goalkeeper Fährmann dived to the side and managed to push the ball out with his fingertips...

"Wow! That was close! Schalke 04 almost conceded a goal!"

"Zhou Yi completed a wonderful attack, from getting rid of Draxler's close marking to the shot, it was all great. If it weren't for Fährmann's excellent performance, Dortmund would be leading by a goal now!"

"Ah! What a pity that this ball didn't go in!"

Duan Xin felt sorry for Zhou Yi's shot, but Zhou Yi himself didn't seem to think so.

He turned around, and after seeing Draxler chasing back, he showed him a "mysterious smile" again.

This was the third time Draxler had seen Zhou Yi smile at him in this game.

At first, he didn't take the smile seriously, the second time he glared at Zhou Yi fiercely. This third time, he suddenly felt a little uneasy—was there some conspiracy hidden in Zhou Yi's smile?

At this moment, Yang Muge came up and slapped Draxler hard on the back, startling Draxler. He turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Yang Muge: "What are you doing?"

"He's targeting you." Yang Muge said to Draxler, looking at Zhou Yi.

"Of course he's targeting me..."

"Either you foul him again, and you'll get a second yellow card and be sent off sooner or later, or you'll be like this time, afraid to make a move, and then let him run away." Yang Muge explained further.

Draxler came to his senses and understood: "Too insidious!"

"It's a derby." Yang Muge smiled. Saying such things in the Revierderby was too naive. Football matches are about victory as the ultimate goal. For the sake of victory, some people can be unscrupulous. Zhou Yi is already very good, only being unscrupulous within the rules.

"Don't get angry with him." Yang Muge said again. "You can't beat him. I'll defend next time, and you can fill my position."

"I'll assist you, and the two of us will double-team, and we'll definitely be able to intercept his ball!" Draxler was still a little unwilling.

Yang Muge shook his head: "It's best not to. How do you know he won't suddenly fall towards you, and then fall to the ground with a body contact? Won't you still be judged for a foul then?"

"This..." Draxler was dumbfounded. He felt that based on Zhou Yi's image in his heart, he was completely capable of doing what Yang Muge said.

"So let me do it. The coach asked you to fall back to defend, but he didn't ask you to spend all your energy on defense. You're an attacking player, and you still have to think of ways to win goals for us. If you get entangled with Zhou Yi, wouldn't that be exactly what they want? Your attacking momentum will be completely curbed." Yang Muge analyzed to Draxler.

"Okay..." Draxler was persuaded. Although he was still a little unwilling, he had no better way, so he could only listen to Yang Muge's arrangement.

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Zhou Yi quickly saw that the person who appeared next to him had changed to Yang Muge. He didn't switch positions with Sven Bender himself, so Yang Muge and Draxler switched positions.

"Yo, we meet again. What did you tell him?" Zhou Yi said, covering his mouth.

"I told him that you are a despicable and shameless insidious villain, and told him to be careful not to fall for your tricks." Yang Muge also said, covering his mouth. If these words were interpreted by a lip-reading expert, who knows what kind of uproar would be set off among the media and fans—that he, as Zhou Yi's good friend, would actually evaluate Zhou Yi like this. Those people wouldn't understand the way they joke with each other...

"I'm happy to accept being despicable and shameless, but an insidious villain is too much, I'm not a villain, this is a grand and upright conspiracy. Since he dared to foul me and get a yellow card, then he has to be prepared to pay the price." Zhou Yi smacked his lips, still a little regretful, "It's a pity I didn't get him off... If he fouled me when I shot just now, he would definitely get a second yellow card, kicking someone from behind."

Yang Muge had to admit in his heart that Zhou Yi was right. It was really dangerous just now. Perhaps Draxler himself didn't realize it, but he was super nervous watching from the side, afraid that Draxler would be irrational, and impulsive...

Fortunately, Draxler stopped in time, otherwise Schalke 04 would have had to play with one less player after only thirty minutes of the game.

It is indeed quite tiring to play against such an insidious and cunning opponent... Not only is the body tired, but the heart is also tired. Before every move, you have to think about whether this is a trap he is luring you into that is detrimental to your team?

Of course, Yang Muge has a wealth of experience in dealing with Zhou Yi, so although he is a bit tired, he can still handle it.

As for Zhou Yi, after someone else came to defend him, he changed his strategy. When facing Draxler, Zhou Yi would try to control the ball more, and even break through Draxler directly, inducing this attacking player who is not very good at defense to foul him.

But when facing Yang Muge's defense, he couldn't do that. Yang Muge can cleanly intercept the ball at his feet without fouling.

To deal with Yang Muge, Zhou Yi has to touch the ball as little as possible, cooperate more with his teammates around him, and use passing to tear apart Schalke 04's defense. Yang Muge can entangle him, but he can't defend against all of Dortmund's players.

Under the drive of Zhou Yi's fast passing, Dortmund's attack was in full swing on this side. Yang Muge could indeed contain Zhou Yi from moving forward, but it was difficult to stop Zhou Yi's passes.

In the thirty-eighth minute, Zhou Yi used his heel to knock the ball he had just received to Reus on the wing while facing away from the direction of attack.

Reus played a one-two with Marc and then cut forward.

When Marc passed the ball back to him, it was blocked by a defender and the ball bounced up.

Reus improvised and took a volley without waiting for the ball to land!

The ball went slightly wide...

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Of course, Schalke 04 was not without opportunities, after all, it was an attacking battle.

Dortmund has opportunities, but that doesn't mean Schalke 04 doesn't have opportunities.

In the fortieth minute, Schalke 04 attacked to the frontcourt, and Sven Bender was forced to foul, bringing down Draxler who was breaking through with the ball.

The free kick in the frontcourt was taken, and Goretzka fought for a point in the penalty area and headed the ball, but he didn't put the ball within the frame of the goal...

Then in the forty-fifth minute, Dortmund launched another offensive. Reus dribbled the ball into the penalty area from the left and then took a shot from a small angle.

This shot was blocked by Schalke 04's goalkeeper Fährmann, who fell to the ground.

Then the first half of the game ended. Although the first half was very intense, neither side scored. Especially Dortmund, which had the advantage, did not score despite the tide of attacks.

Schalke 04's goalkeeper Fährmann performed very well, repeatedly rejecting Dortmund's shots.

After the end of the first half, Fährmann got the most close-up shots of the entire Schalke 04 team. He was certainly also the best performer in the entire Schalke 04 team in the first half.

If Bayern Munich wants to win the championship, they must hope that Fährmann can continue his performance in the second half.