So what if I'm just strolling around the field? My shots are guaranteed to go in.

In the 25th minute of the match, John received a pass from his teammate in the attacking third.

He was already holding back his anger because his opponents had thwarted his play several times before.

Now that he finally has another chance to prove himself, the first thing he did upon receiving the ball was not to coordinate with his teammates, but to get past the annoying Frankfurt defensive midfielder who was marking him.

So after receiving the ball sideways, he quickly pulled the ball back and turned halfway, turning to face the goal.

Meanwhile, the Frankfurt U19 defensive midfielder who had been marking John quickly closed in.

John thought to himself, "Good thing they came!" and quickly started pedaling his bicycle.

It must be said that John, as a Dortmund U19 player, has some skill with his feet.

The bicycle was pedaled with such speed and skill that it was dazzling.

If an ordinary person were faced with such fancy moves, they would probably have surrendered long ago.

Unfortunately, he was facing a professional defensive player.

John's fancy kicks didn't faze his opponent at all; the opponent just stared intently at his body.

Seeing that his movements were not enough to shake off his opponent, John became anxious.

Moreover, at this moment, defenders from other directions also began to move in this direction.

In desperation, John could only push the ball forward and then try to use his speed to overtake the defender.

However, his speed wasn't top-notch, while the opposing Frankfurt defensive midfielder was very experienced.

Realizing John's intention, he quickly took a sidestep, blocking the other's path.

John, unable to stop in time, crashed headfirst into the other person's back.

That defensive midfielder was a typical defensive midfielder, with a strong physique that contrasted sharply with John's chicken-like build.

John felt as if he had crashed into a wall, and was sent flying by the recoil.

And the ball he touched out of bounds was naturally lost.

After winning the ball, Frankfurt immediately launched a counter-attack.

The defensive midfielder who had just intercepted the ball launched a long pass directly to the number 9 striker who was roaming in front.

Since it was Dortmund's attacking period, most of the players were in the attacking third and couldn't retreat for a while.

This left their defense extremely vulnerable.

After receiving the ball, the number 9 striker smoothly pulled the ball back, turned, and then took a long stride, leaving the Dortmund defender who was coming up to defend him behind, and charged directly into the penalty area.

At this moment, there were no defenders in Dortmund's penalty area except for goalkeeper Stefano.

Facing Stefano who rushed out of his goal, the number 9 striker calmly slotted the ball home.

The football flew past Stefano and plunged into the goal.

1 is better than 0!

Frankfurt U19 took the lead first.

The home fans watching the game erupted in cheers.

The Frankfurt players celebrated wildly after scoring.

The Dortmund players, on the other hand, looked rather dejected.

Stefano, who had gotten up from the ground, angrily kicked a patch of grass and roared at his teammates who had lost their defensive positions.

The Dortmund defender who was angrily criticized also looked completely innocent.

He never expected that the ball, which was originally in the attacking third, would be suddenly intercepted and then the ball would break through his defensive line.

The only one to blame is the striker who conceded the goal.

If you don't have the ability to break through, you still try to force your way through like others.

This is practically digging a hole for yourself.

Maister, standing on the sidelines, was also extremely annoyed.

He rushed to the sidelines and unleashed a barrage of attacks on John, who had just gotten up from the ground.

"Fuck! John, what the hell are you doing? Stop hogging the ball! Pass it! Team up! Interact with the others!"

John's face turned bright red upon hearing the head coach's greeting.

He knew he was doomed today.

However, he still wanted to struggle a bit more.

So after the game restarted, he was very proactive, constantly waving to his teammates for the ball.

Unfortunately, his teammates were already afraid of him messing things up, so they avoided passing him the ball whenever possible.

In more than ten minutes, he didn't get a single chance to touch the ball.

This infuriated John, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

After failing to get the ball, he suddenly rushed towards his teammate and angrily questioned why he hadn't been passed the ball to him.

That teammate wasn't one to be trifled with either, and immediately retorted.

Fortunately, the other teammates nearby reacted quickly and pulled the two apart, thus preventing an internal conflict.

The Frankfurt fans around who witnessed this immediately became excited, booing and laughing wildly.

The Frankfurt players on the pitch watched with great interest as their opponents clashed internally.

On the sidelines, Maister was furious.

He never expected that his own players would fight amongst themselves on the road.

This is absolutely shameful.

In this situation, John could no longer stay on the field.

So he turned to the bench and called out to Lin Fan, "Lin, go warm up!"

"Yes, boss!"

Upon hearing the head coach's call, Lin Fan was immediately overjoyed.

I never expected to get to play in the first half.

We really have to thank John, that adorable little guy.

Three minutes later, taking advantage of a dead ball situation, Dortmund U19 requested a substitution.

Lin Fan (No. 69) came on, replacing John (No. 19).

John's face turned extremely ugly when he saw himself being substituted.

Especially when he saw that Lin Fan, the person he hated the most, was the one who replaced him.

He became even more indignant.

So when he left the field, he not only didn't give Lin Fan a high-five, but also muttered menacingly in Lin Fan's ear, "Kid, don't get cocky! You'll regret this."

Lin Fan seemed to ignore John's words, merely chuckling lightly. This contempt only fueled John's anger.

Taking this opportunity, Lin Fan had already entered the stadium.

John was left standing on the sidelines, stunned.

"What are you doing? Get back to the bench right now! Aren't you embarrassed enough already?"

John heard Maister's cold voice and his anger instantly snapped him out of his daze.

He could only slink away to the bench.

Just as Lin Fan was substituted onto the field, a middle-aged man with an Asian face suddenly perked up in a corner of the stands.

And this man is Chen Zhiyuan, a reporter for Sports Weekly stationed in Germany.

"That kid actually went on stage!"

Chen Zhiyuan muttered to himself.

At the same time, he took out a camera with video recording capabilities and pointed it at the field.

He wants to record today's match.