The template of Madoka Kaname: I rose from adversity to the summit.

Yuan Meng, as if injected with adrenaline, sprinted towards the penalty area.

In terms of attack alone, Borussia Dortmund is definitely a top team in the Bundesliga.

Just as Dembele was about to break through, not only Yuan Meng, but also two other midfielders advanced forward together, lining up near the penalty area.

Yuan Meng, with her outstanding speed, was the second to enter the penalty area.

Dembele used a simple stepover to create a positional advantage, and then easily outpaced the full-back.

Dembele watched Shinji Kagawa, the first player to enter the penalty area, but did not pass the ball.

The opposing center-back's entanglement prevented Shinji Kagawa from shooting.

Therefore, Dembele used Shinji Kagawa as bait; his real target was Yuan Meng, who was making a diagonal run into the penalty area from the right flank.

"Hey little buddy, catch this!"

Dembele cuts the ball with his left foot and sends a curved cross with his right!

"Great news!"

"Dembele was so decisive! The ball went straight for Yuan Meng's position!"

Unlike the audience's excitement, Yuan Meng was sweating profusely.

The ball's position is very delicate, located slightly below the chest and slightly above the abdomen.

A header? A volley?

Yuan Meng hesitated for half a second between the two choices, and hastily stepped forward with her right foot.

"Holy crap? How could that ball not go in?"

"It's almost in its mouth!!!"

Xie An slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage, striking it three times in a row.

HP-3 Table

【waste!】

Are you too nervous?

Half-high balls are really hard to handle, stop criticizing them unnecessarily.

[It's good enough that the young man got to the position; he still has a chance.]

The live stream was divided into two camps: the encouragement camp and the defeatist camp.

The supporters insisted that the ball was quite difficult and not as easy to handle as it looked, and that they should be more lenient.

The defeatists have begun to worry about Yuan Meng's future.

Xie An calmed down and watched the replay.

It was indeed difficult to handle. After Yuan Meng raised her leg, she lost the space to adjust the angle of her instep and shot the ball purely on instinct.

"It's alright, it's a good attempt, at least the positioning was decent."

"Look at Dembele, he's giving Yuan Meng a thumbs up."

"Isn't this a testament to his positioning?"

The game continued, and the fact that the ball didn't go in was a blow to Yuan Meng's confidence.

However, he quickly recovered, and his experience in the youth team taught him how to quickly adjust his emotions.

Moreover, there is also good news.

Darmstadt considered Yuan Meng an easy target, so they started trying to attack from Yuan Meng's side to see if they could salvage a goal difference.

Snapped!

"Good defense!"

"Heile tried to force his way past his opponent, but Yuan Meng made a sliding tackle to clear the ball out of bounds!"

"Such a decisive shovel strike!"

[Awesome!]

[Perhaps he should switch to right-back.]

[That's right, top-class full-backs are rare in world football.]

Xie An shook his head.

"Top full-backs need good defensive positioning and a sense of overall command; it's not easy."

"Look at Yuan Meng's defense, it can be summed up in two words—fierce!"

"He doesn't like blocking lines; he prefers to chase and disrupt, and is extremely aggressive!"

"He's better suited to being a wing-back; a more stable player is better suited to being a full-back."

[Defensive proficiency +0.5]

Yuan Meng was overjoyed. One block increased the value by 0.5, proving that first-team matches are still the most valuable!

He looked at Heile with excitement; this was a hot commodity.

Wingers with poor physical strength are the easiest to have their defensive stats inflated.

In the 82nd minute, Dembele was substituted off for a rest, and Mor came on.

As Dembele passed Yuan Meng, he whispered something.

"Yuan, take a few more shots during garbage time, don't always think about passing the ball."

"The coach won't blame you for making one or two mistakes."

"Seize the opportunity to show yourself."

"Dembele..." Yuan Meng watched Dembele leave the field with a heavy heart. "I wanted to shoot too, but my teammates wouldn't pass to me!"

Or should I break through on my own?

The thought flashed through Yuan Meng's mind.

In the 84th minute of the match, Yuan Meng received an ordinary cross.

This time, instead of returning the ball to Shinji Kagawa, he cautiously advanced along the side path.

Fabian then moved up to his position.

"Spinning Top Boy, Spin for me!"

Show off your skills!

Scattered shouts came from the stands; these fans were all amusement fans who followed Yuan Meng on Instagram.

Yuan Meng disappointed them; he began to convulse on the spot, shaking his raised left foot as if he had been electrocuted.

Fabian was taken aback, thinking that Yuan Meng had some kind of special illness.

Unexpectedly, during the shake, Yuan Meng's instep suddenly bounced, flicking the ball to the left.

A trembling dribble!

That one step was enough for Yuan Meng to use her right hand to block Fabian's side.

Yuan Meng squeezed to the inside!

However, a Bundesliga-level defender wouldn't let Yuan Meng pass so easily. He reached out and blocked Yuan Meng's path, even if it meant slowing her down by just a little bit.

Yuan Mengxin steeled himself, mimicking Yuan Shen by using his head to brace against the defender's chest, and then, with his body tilted to the side, charged into the penalty area, like someone who had fainted.

This is the "fainting dribble" style of dribbling past an opponent!

"Holy crap, what kind of dribbling technique is that?"

"Yuan Meng is running with her body tilted to one side!"

Why didn't he fall?

Yuan Meng used Fabian's chest for leverage, maintaining a delicate balance—that was the secret to her staying upright.

Finally, he stepped into the restricted area.

Fabian panicked and suddenly stretched out his leg to steal the ball.

He didn't kick the soccer ball; instead, he hooked Yuan Meng's foot.

Yuan Meng fell to the ground.

"The referee blows the whistle!"

"Yellow Spot Set Meal!"

"Yuan Meng, created a penalty in her debut!"

"Awesome! King of Football!"

Holy crap, this even works?!

[That makes it four goals now!]

Could it be... that a 4.5 degree is still possible?

[Brothers on the rooftop, wait a minute, it looks like there's still a chance!]

With Aubameyang and Reus absent, Castro took the penalty.

Yuan Meng clenched her fist with restraint.

[Trembling + Fainting Dribble]

[Proficiency: Minor Mastery (40/100)]

Current rating: 6.1 → 6.7

Everything has gone up!

This point creation was very timely!

With 8 minutes left, plus stoppage time, there's a chance to reach 7.0!

While he was thinking, Castro calmly converted the penalty.

"Great job, Dortmund leads 4-0!"

"Brothers, Yuan Meng won a penalty in his debut, what do you say?"

What else can I say? He's the king of football!

The crucial point is that he's only 18!

Where can I buy Borussia Dortmund jerseys? Please provide a link!

The Westfalen Stadium was filled with joy.

Especially in the south stand, this "yellow wall" didn't do the wave like other teams; instead, it completely collapsed.

Strangers will climb onto your back, and the air will be filled with the smells of beer, heat, and sweat.

Three seconds of silence suppressed emotions to the extreme, and then the entire stadium began to shake!

"Heja!" (Go for it!)

After a brief pause, the court suddenly fell silent.

A sudden burst of vibrations and roars erupted.

"BVB!" (Borussia Dortmund)

Pause for half a beat.

This was followed by enthusiastic cheers from all sides.

"Yuan!!!"

"Castro!!!"

Yuan Meng ran wildly along the side of the stands after Castro, who scored the goal. With each step she took, a wave of sound followed her.

Whenever Yuan Meng is in this stadium, she can clearly feel the fans' heartfelt love for the club.

As long as you wear this yellow and black jersey and run on this pitch for Borussia Dortmund, they are truly with you.

Having successfully won the penalty, Yuan Meng gained the trust of the midfielders, who began to share possession with her.

Normally, you can't do anything in just a few minutes.

But this match was different; Dortmund maintained control of the ball for most of the game in the final stages.

Yuan Meng had an unrealistic and extravagant wish.

A goal or assist will reward you with a skill.

Maybe you can give it a try.