Football: The national football team was expelled and rewarded with a long-range goal card Chapter 035

Facing Simon Jentsch in front of the goal, Ye Chen’s mind went blank.

He knew that whether this shot went in or not would determine if he would have the chance to take a penalty kick again in the future if a similar opportunity arose!

So this shot was crucial.

Ye Chen began his run-up.

As he approached the ball, he unleashed a powerful shot.

“Bang!”

The football, like a tiger unleashed from its cage, turned into a fiery blur and flew towards the goal.

Simon Jentsch, in front of the goal, was noticeably a beat too slow in reacting. By the time he dove to save, the ball had already zipped past his fingertips.

Too fast!

So fast that he barely had time to react!

Simon subconsciously turned his head to look at the ball, but by then, it was already spinning inside the goal…

“Goooooooooooooooooooal!!!”

The DJ on site roared.

With this roar, the atmosphere at Signal Iduna Park was instantly ignited!

The cheers of the fans threatened to blow the roof off!

“The scorer is chen~~~~~~~~~~~ye~~~~~~~~~~~~”

The DJ dragged out the name, and the fans in the stadium chanted Ye Chen’s name in unison.

On the field, Ye Chen once again performed Cristiano Ronaldo’s iconic celebration.

He leaped high, then spun around, shouting loudly, “Siu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

This goal ignited the passion of all the fans in the stadium!

The Dortmund players swarmed him, embracing Ye Chen.

“Well done!”

“Ye, that was a great kick!”

“Dortmund’s scoring task is now yours!”

Everyone was praising Ye Chen, but the noise in the stadium was so loud that Ye Chen couldn’t hear what they were saying.

But that didn’t matter, being happy was enough!

Klopp, on the sidelines, was also pumping his fists in celebration. This goal was too crucial for Dortmund right now!

He believed that with this goal, the rest of the match would be much easier to play.

As everyone walked back to the center circle, Ye Chen didn’t forget to point to his back with both hands, signaling for everyone to remember that name.

At the same time, on Sports Channel 5, Huang Jianxiang’s passionate voice rang out!

“It’s in, it’s in, it’s in!”

His voice spread through television sets into thousands of households!

“Ye Chen scored his first goal at Signal Iduna Park with a penalty kick!”

“And this penalty kick was excellent in both angle and speed. Although Jentsch in front of the goal judged the direction correctly, he was beyond reach of the ball!”

“Let’s congratulate Ye Chen. I believe this goal will be the prelude to a legend, and he will begin his football story here!”

It was clear that Huang Jianxiang was genuinely excited, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke!

Zhan Jun, next to him, couldn’t help but exclaim, “What incredibly strong mental fortitude! Standing at the twelve-yard spot, Ye Chen showed no fear whatsoever, and this shot was impeccable! He displayed a confidence and composure beyond his years!”

Finally, Zhan Jun couldn’t help but ask the question that had been suppressed in his heart, “Doesn’t a player of this caliber deserve to join the national team?”

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In the stands, Lina’s pretty face was flushed with excitement, her small fists tightly clenched.

“I knew you could do it, come on, Ye!”

Only Lewandowski, who had finished his treatment in the locker room, was watching the screen with a solemn expression.

Although it wasn’t a major injury and he could return to the team after a few days of rest, the team scored as soon as he left the field…

Did this mean he wasn’t as good as Ye Chen?

Of course, people tend to overthink things.

After all, the current Lewandowski was not the complete version he would become in the future; at this point, he was still just a substitute.

The match restarted.

With only a little over ten minutes left in the first half, Augsburg, having conceded a goal, clearly didn’t want to go into the locker room trailing!

Their main tactic was wing crosses.

The ball was frequently distributed to the flanks, but today, Dortmund’s Santana and Hummels were tall central defenders.

Several crosses were fruitless.

Especially Santana, whose positioning was particularly precise today, intercepting the ball directly several times.

It was just that his passing was slightly weaker.

Ye Chen wasn’t idle either. Although defending wasn’t a striker’s job, Ye Chen would actively press whenever he saw the ball being passed to the backfield.

This was to prevent the opponent from passing comfortably.

Of course, for now, it was just a futile effort.

Even Sankoh taunted Ye Chen, “Kid, do you even know how to play football? You’ll just exhaust your energy doing that!”

Does Ye Chen know how to play football?

Time would prove whether his actions were right or wrong.

But his pressing did indeed prevent the opponent from making comfortable passes, and as a result, possession quickly returned to Dortmund!

Gündoğan in midfield blocked Bellingshausen and flicked the ball to Sven Bender nearby.

Dortmund, having won possession, immediately launched a counterattack.

Sven Bender had three passing options: Perišić on the left was already making a high-speed run, and Götze on the right was just as fast!

Including Kuba and Ye Chen, they were all running.

But Ye Chen had Sankoh marking him closely.

Without any hesitation, Sven Bender directly passed the ball to the right wing!

Yes, he didn’t pass to Perišić, mainly because Perišić on the left was being marked by Werner.

If the ball were passed there, the counterattack speed would inevitably be slowed down.

But Götze’s side was open!

Although defender Moravek was actively tracking back, Götze consistently maintained a one-step lead.

It must be said that Götze was truly fast at this time!

He accelerated as if he had a small electric motor installed.

Ye Chen and Kuba simultaneously pushed forward in the middle, but it was clear that Kuba’s speed was noticeably slower than Ye Chen’s.

And Ye Chen consistently ran to Sankoh’s right, which was towards Götze’s direction.

“Bang!”

Götze, on the run, didn’t even look up and directly crossed the ball.

And the landing spot of the ball was… the near post!

“Götze, dribbling at high speed, didn’t go to the byline; he chose a forty-five-degree cross!”

The ball arced beautifully through the air, flying towards the near post of the goal.

At this moment, Ye Chen had already burst into the penalty area, with Sankoh still beside him.

As a black player, Sankoh was also very fast, but Ye Chen had initially gained position on him, and combined with Ye Chen’s strong burst of acceleration, he managed to squeeze in front of Sankoh, getting to the passing lane first.

Seeing this, Sankoh mentally cursed, knowing it was bad, and immediately tried to pull Ye Chen’s jersey.

So, everyone could clearly see Ye Chen’s jersey being stretched out of shape.

At this point, Ye Chen could have fallen to the ground, as it was a clear foul!

But Ye Chen didn’t think that much. Although his body was being pulled, his foot shot out.

No, to be precise, it was kicked out!

Before the ball could even land, Ye Chen fiercely kicked it.

The ball instantly changed direction, flying towards the near corner of the goal!

Jentsch in front of the goal had already made an early move and was specifically watching the near post.

But the ball’s speed was simply too fast. Although he reached out to block it, the ball still went in!

Ye Chen used his positioning and speed to deliver a resounding slap to Sankoh’s face.

Who said a striker’s pressing was useless?

This opportunity was created by his own effort!