78: Chapter 78 Thinking of herself as a hot commodity! System God-level reward, Mertesacker: You're insulting me?

Wenger looked toward the teenager surrounded by the crowd, his eyes filled with extreme complexity—there was shock, bitterness, and even endless regret.

"Yu Bai, oh Yu Bai..."

"Child, are you determined to make this old man spend the whole night sleepless, repeatedly chewing on the pain of missing out on such a treasure?"

He often reviewed the matches alone late at night, asking himself: If he had visited the youth training base more often back then, would he have discovered this dust-covered gem earlier?

Little did he know, he had actually seen the teenage Yu Bai more than once, but at that time, Yu Bai did not have the system's support, and his talent had not yet been fully realized. In the talent-packed Arsenal youth camp, he had not attracted any special attention from Wenger.

Sometimes, the irony of fate lies exactly in this.

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CCTV Sports Studio.

Since Yu Bai burst onto the scene, CCTV Sports Channel had locked in the broadcasting rights for all of Leicester City's matches.

Seeing this goal, the usually composed Commentator Duan Xuan completely lost his composure. He sprang up from his seat, clutched his head with both hands, and let out three unadorned, purest exclamations into the microphone:

"Wow!!! Wow—!!! Wow—!!!" For several seconds afterward, he was too excited to utter any complete sentences.

Beside him, Commentator Zhang Lu, with his signature "Hehe" laugh, also carried unprecedented trembling and excitement: "Hehe! Hehehe! What, what kind of goal is this! Yu Bai! You are a true Free kick master! No, a magician!"

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Press box.

Chi Shuxin covered her mouth with one hand while tightly gripping her colleague's arm with the other, shocked beyond words.

Regaining her composure, she said excitedly to the cameraman beside her: "Quick! Multi-angle replay! Record it all! Our Total Soccer Top 100 Goals list will probably need an emergency meeting tonight to be reordered!"

Her beautiful eyes widened, and she stated firmly: "I have a hunch that this goal definitely qualifies to challenge for the top ten in history!"

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On the other side, in the VIP stand.

From the moment Yu Bai took his shot until the ball went in, the mouths of Shen Muwan and Dilraba remained in an "O" shape, unable to close.

They hadn't even settled into their seats before witnessing such an earth-shattering goal, with an unparalleled impact.

The pride in Shen Muwan's heart was about to burst.

Her son not only made it to the Premier League but also became a key player and "Director Yu Bai," and his first endorsement deal was worth tens of millions!

Listening to the stadium chanting "Yu Bai" at this moment, the little abacus in her mind began to click:

This ten-million endorsement fee... is it too low? No, I must discuss it properly next time; I can't let my son lose out!

Meanwhile, Dilraba's shock was mixed with some more subtle emotions.

Looking at the teenager on the pitch surrounded by the crowd with a bright smile, she really couldn't associate him with "explosive power."

But that shot just now, the visual impact of seeing it live, was like a cannonball leaving the barrel!

His leg strength... how terrifying must it be?

An extremely "inappropriate" and shameful thought suddenly crept into Dilraba's mind: Oh my... if he were to pick me up... hold me high... wouldn't that mean... I could just stay up there and not come down? That must be very... exaggerated, right, exaggerated!

Blushing from this sudden thought, she quickly shook her head, but her gaze involuntarily drifted back to that dazzling figure on the pitch.

...

The referee, Craig Pawson, did not give Arsenal a chance to restart the game and blew the whistle to end the first half.

Online discussion:

[Young Master! Awesome! I would call this goal the best in the history of Chinese players!]

[To everyone who was bashing Yu Bai just now, if you have the guts, let's meet offline! We'll decide the winner and the loser, and maybe even life and death!]

[To the one who said Yu Bai is an embarrassment to the Chinese people? Please step forward; I promise I won't kill you!]

[Yu Bai is too fierce! I've seen many wonder goals, but this, damn it, is a goal of the century!]

[You guys are climaxing over a lucky shot? If you have the ability, let him do it again? If he scores again, I'll eat my hat!]

[Lucky? Oh, I see you're a fan of Mesut Özil on your profile, so that's not surprising!]

[To the one who said it was lucky, why don't you let your 272 try a lucky shot too? Is it that he doesn't want to?]

[Laughable! There's no such thing as a "lucky" shot on the football pitch; if it goes in, it's a good goal. Do you need to score it twice for it to count?]

[Damn, why are there so many idiots who can't stand seeing China produce good players? What kind of people are they? It's so hard to guess!]

[Exactly! China produced a Yu Bai, and all these people who don't watch football every day jump out to bash him, as if he dug up their ancestral graves!]

[I think Yu Bai shouldn't join the Chinese National Football Team. Can't he represent England? Go to the European China National Team! It's still the China National Team! (Dog head emoji)]

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Surrounded by his teammates, Yu Bai walked toward the player tunnel, a flush of excitement still on his face. Just then—

[Ding—]

The crisp notification sound rang again.

[Completed "Fame with One Goal Challenge" (100 million level)!]

[Reward obtained: One superstar-level skill selection.]

[Choose one of four (Superstar level):]

[A: Quaresma's outside of the foot]

[B: Casemiro's tackling]

[C: Kevin De Bruynes Gods Eye View]

[D: Robben's cut-in Shooting]

"What the f***!"

Looking at these four god-level options in front of him, any one of which would be enough to make a player's market value skyrocket, Yu Bai couldn't help but curse in Chinese under his breath.

This happiness came too suddenly, and it was too hard to choose! He wanted all of them!

However, this Chinese curse was just heard by Per Mertesacker, who was walking in front of him, full of pent-up anger with nowhere to vent.

The German center-back didn't understand Chinese, but to his sensitive and angry nerves at the moment, Yu Bai's tone was full of provocation and insult!

He turned around abruptly, his massive frame blocking the path, his face livid. With his finger almost poking Yu Bai's nose, he growled in English with a heavy German accent:

"Kid! Fk you! Were you cursing at me just now?! Looking for trouble, are you?!"

Yu Bai: "..."