121: Chapter 121 Yu Baimei's Second Blossom! Royce's Invitation?

Yu Bai's "telescope" celebration shone at the Westfalenstadion!

On the sidelines, Thomas Tuchel suddenly stood up from the bench, his face livid, waving his arms vigorously while cursing under his breath.

He had not expected that the match had just begun, and they had already been ambushed by the opponent in such a manner!

On the other side, Mauricio Pochettino also jumped up excitedly and hugged his assistant coach, Jesus Perez, tightly!

"Jesus!"

Mauricio Pochettino said loudly in Perez's ear, "I knew it! Put him in the middle, give him freedom, and he can create miracles! But I didn't expect the miracle to come so quickly!"

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After conceding, Borussia Dortmund, like an enraged swarm of bees, launched a tidal wave of attacks against Tottenham.

Marco Reus's breakthrough on the left wing, Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang's speed, and Henrikh Mkhitaryan's organization brought tremendous pressure to Tottenham's defense.

Throughout the first half, the match almost became a half-court attacking and defending drill.

Borussia Dortmund had far superior possession and far more shots than Tottenham.

However, they were constantly held in check by Tottenham's efficient counterattacks, not daring to truly press forward in full force.

Because the counterattacking trident composed of Yu Bai, Son Heung-min, and Nacer Chadli was too fast and too threatening.

Yu Bai's ball control, evasion, and distribution in the middle showed the demeanor of a top-tier core player.

Facing the pressing of Julian Weigl and Gonzalo Castro, he calmly used skills like the Step-over and the Marseille Turn to protect the ball and break away. Once, when facing a double-team, he even used a brilliant consecutive nutmeg to bypass Gonzalo Castro and the covering Sven Bender, causing the Westfalenstadion to erupt in irrepressible gasps! Unfortunately, his subsequent diagonal pass found Nacer Chadli, whose Heading was steadily collected by Roman Weidenfeller.

15th minute.

Yu Bai sent a long through ball from midfield that spanned half the pitch. The ball speed was extremely fast, the trajectory precise, and at the last moment, it carried a subtle Deceleration Ball effect, allowing Nacer Chadli, who had successfully beaten the offside trap, to receive the ball comfortably and form a superb one-on-one!

However, perhaps the opportunity came too suddenly, or perhaps the pressure of the Westfalenstadion was too great, Nacer Chadli faced the onrushing Roman Weidenfeller and pushed the ball just wide of the far post! He wasted this "Deceleration Ball" long pass from Yu Bai, which could be called exquisite.

"Sigh—!" The Tottenham bench and the away stand let out a collective groan of regret.

If this goal had been scored, the score would have extended to 2:0, and the situation would have been completely different.

[Nacer Chadli! You can't even score this one-on-one!]

[Yu Bai's long pass is divine! Did the ball seem to pause at the end?]

A team that wastes opportunities is often punished.

30th minute.

Borussia Dortmund's sustained attacks finally paid off.

Marcel Schmelzer sent in a cross from the left that seemed to pose little threat.

However, a fatal lapse in marking appeared in Tottenham's penalty area!

Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang slipped out like a ghost between Toby Alderweireld and Kevin Wimmer, and with no one marking him near the penalty spot, he volleyed the ball directly!

The ball flew like a cannonball, straight into the bottom left corner of the goal! Hugo Lloris could do nothing!

1:1! Borussia Dortmund equalized!

"Gooooooal! Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang! A simple combination, a fatal strike! Borussia Dortmund has equalized!"

"Tottenham's defense showed an inexcusable lapse in concentration!"

The Westfalenstadion erupted in deafening cheers instantly! The yellow ocean was boiling again!

However, the joy of the Borussia Dortmund fans lasted less than two minutes.

32nd minute.

Tottenham organized an attack quickly after kicking off from the center circle.

Yu Bai retreated to near the center circle arc to receive the ball. Facing Julian Weigl's pressing, he performed a nimble drag-back turn and slipped past his opponent. Immediately after, he drove the ball forward. Just as the defensive trap by Gonzalo Castro and Sven Bender was about to form, he used a change of rhythm and a La Croqueta to drill through the gap between the two again!

Bypassing three people in a row! Yu Bai drove the ball to the edge of the penalty area arc! The Borussia Dortmund defense was instantly on high alert!

Mats Hummels was forced to step up to block, and Łukasz Piszczek also retracted towards the middle.

In that flash of lightning, Yu Bai did not choose to shoot himself, but instead used the outside of his right foot to send a lightning-fast, ground-hugging through ball! The ball, like a scalpel, pierced the ribs of the Borussia Dortmund defense and rolled into the empty space on the left side of the penalty area!

Son Heung-min had already started to sprint when Yu Bai initiated the move. He sprinted with all his might, chasing this lightning-fast pass. Seeing the ball about to roll out of the baseline, Son Heung-min, at the last moment, slid to poke the ball into the center of the penalty area!

He certainly didn't know that Yu Bai's pass had a nearly imperceptible deceleration at the last moment, and it was this slight difference that allowed him to save the ball in a desperate situation.

In the middle, Nacer Chadli met the incoming ball and fired a fierce Shooting!

Roman Weidenfeller reacted with lightning speed, diving to block the ball with his feet!

"Saved! Roman Weidenfeller!"

But the crisis was not over! The blocked ball did not fly far; it bounced high and fell near the penalty spot!

There, Yu Bai and Christian Eriksen arrived almost at the same time! Their running paths overlapped slightly.

"Mine!"

Yu Bai shouted clearly and decisively while running.

Christian Eriksen glanced at the incoming ball, then looked at Yu Bai, who was in a better position and had already adjusted his steps. Without any hesitation, he nudged his body aside, completely leaving the Shooting space and opportunity to Yu Bai!

Yu Bai watched the falling ball, planted his left foot, tilted his body slightly to the left, and swung his right leg back like a whip. Then, the moment the ball bounced and was falling again without touching the ground—

A volley!

"Bang—!!!"

The instep of his right foot struck the lower middle part of the ball solidly!

A loud explosion!

The ball, like a cannonball, flew without any spin in a straight, brutal trajectory, whistling past the caught-off-guard Roman Weidenfeller and slamming into the top corner of the goal! The force was so great that the net shook violently!

"Swish—!!!"

The sound of the goal was clearly transmitted to the ears of countless viewers around the world through the on-site audio system!

2:1!!!

"Gooooooal!!!"

"A world-class goal! Another world-class goal! Yu Bai! A brace! With an incredible volley, he has put Tottenham in the lead again!"

"Perfect positioning, decisive Shooting, an unsolvable goal! Yu Bai is putting on a personal show at the Westfalenstadion!"

The entire Signal Iduna Park fell into a dead silence again! Only that small white corner was burning, shouting, and jumping wildly!

[Volley! So cool! The young master is awesome!]

[Christian Eriksen's concession was beautiful! Teamwork!]

[A brace! At the Westfalenstadion! In the devil's home ground! This is strength!]

On the sidelines, Thomas Tuchel could no longer hold back. He kicked the water bottle rack beside him in a rage, causing mineral water bottles to splash everywhere! His face was livid, roaring at the pitch, complaining to his assistant coach:

"Why didn't we restrict his Dribbling from the start?!"

"Why could Son Heung-min get the ball in before it went out of bounds? That ball was clearly going out!"

"The second ball! Why wasn't there anyone of ours at the second ball?! Let him swing his foot so easily?!"

On the other side, Mauricio Pochettino was dancing with joy. The development of this match was completely beyond his expectations.

Originally, according to his plan, facing such a strong enemy and away pressure, he wanted to let Yu Bai and Harry Kane come off the bench, with the strategy of defending the first half and then sending on the main players in the second half to fight.

But when he talked to Yu Bai about this before the game, Yu Bai said to him very seriously: "Boss, I have no problem with my Stamina, I don't need a rest. I want to start, I want to play."

Looking at Yu Bai's clear and firm eyes, Mauricio Pochettino agreed. He was willing to give this genius the greatest trust.

But he never expected that Yu Bai's condition would be so good! In such a passive situation, facing a strong enemy like Borussia Dortmund, he was actually able to score a brace in the first half, carrying the team forward with two world-class goals!

"This kid... always surprises people." Mauricio Pochettino shook his head and said to Perez with a smile.

In the latter part of the first half, the match fell into a subtle dullness.

Borussia Dortmund continued to control the situation but couldn't score; Tottenham defended steadily and counterattacked, unhurried and calm.

The 1:2 score was maintained until halftime.

...

In the home dressing room, the atmosphere was so oppressive it felt like it was about to explode.

"Bang!"

Thomas Tuchel slammed his fist onto the tactical board, the huge sound making all the players tremble.

"Look at what you are playing?!"

His voice was somewhat hoarse with anger, "We controlled the match, we had countless opportunities, but we are trailing! Why?"

"Because of that number 52!"

He tapped heavily on Yu Bai's name and number, "Per! Mats! You two, the restriction on him in the first half was a failure! A complete failure!"

"He is too flexible, Boss."

Mats Hummels frowned and said, "He is not a traditional attacking midfielder. His range of activity is very large, he retreats very deep, and his Dribbling and breakthrough ability is too strong. We cannot always follow him out; the space behind us would be too big."

"So we need to change the strategy!"

Thomas Tuchel said sternly, drawing new defensive lines and zones on the tactical board.

"Julian (Weigl), in the second half, your task is not to follow him around, but to hold your position and block his Passing and breakthrough lines to the front of the penalty area!"

"Gonzalo (Castro), you are responsible for giving him physical confrontation the first time he retreats. Don't be afraid of fouls! Stop him in the midfield!"

"Mats, Per, you two, pay attention to covering and protection, especially his connection with the two wingers. You must cut it off!"

"We cannot let him receive the ball, turn, and advance so easily again! He is their brain and engine, you must kill him!"

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The second half was about to begin, and the players from both sides returned to the pitch.

Near the center circle, Yu Bai was doing his final stretches. At this moment, a figure walked to his side.

It was Marco Reus. Borussia Dortmund's star player, the "Little Rocket."

Marco Reus looked at Yu Bai, with a complex expression on his face—admiration, but also the challenge of an opponent.

"Hey, Yu."

Marco Reus spoke in English, his voice not loud, but enough for both to hear clearly.

Yu Bai turned his head, looked at this German genius winger, and nodded: "Marco."

"Played well in the first half."

Marco Reus said, "Really very good. Those two goals were beautiful."

His praise was sincere.

"Thank you."

Yu Bai responded politely.

"However," Marco Reus changed the subject, his sharp eyes staring at Yu Bai, "in the second half, I won't let you be so relaxed again."

"We will pay more attention to you and give you more confrontation."

He continued, "This is the Westfalenstadion. We won't let a kid from the visiting team put on a personal show here."

His tone was calm, but the determination and gunpowder smell in it were clearly distinguishable.

After listening, Yu Bai showed no fear or displeasure on his face; instead, he revealed a brighter, even somewhat excited smile.

He met Marco Reus's gaze and responded in a calm and confident voice, word by word:

"That's perfect."

"I also really want to see—"

"How you plan to pay attention to me."

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