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

"Welcome to the Bundesliga Round 13 match."

"Yuan Shen has been assigned to the Border Guard again; this is truly a waste of his talent!"

"Who can blame them when Yuan Shen can both attack and play a supporting role!"

[Is it wrong to say someone is good at both offense and defense?]

[Xie Hai, can you please lower your lips?]

Where is the Book of Answers? How long has it been since it appeared?

"OK, since I'm a fan-loving streamer, please bring out the Book of Answers!" Xie An pulled out the Book of Answers, which had a slightly worn patina.

"Can Yuan Shen continue his good performance? Can Dortmund defeat Mönchengladbach? Please advise!"

"As if divinely aided"

"Is this... the descent of a true god?"

"Guys, this is going to be a good show!"

Borussia Mönchengladbach coach Schubert also adopted a 3-4-3 formation, but the Borussia Dortmund players did not feel the pressure.

Borussia Mönchengladbach's recent performance has been poor, not because of any particularly bad losses, but because they failed to beat Bayern Munich.

Borussia Mönchengladbach is known as the "Bayern Munich nemesis" and carries the hopes of all Bundesliga teams. Every season, everyone counts on the Mönchengladbach general to stop Bayern's momentum and leave some suspense for the championship.

Unfortunately, Borussia Mönchengladbach collapsed this season, losing 0-2 to Bayern Munich without any chance to fight back.

Therefore, it can be concluded that Borussia Mönchengladbach is not in its best form.

While you are sick, I will kill you!

Tuchel decisively adopted a high-pressing tactic, hoping to seize the initiative at home.

The front three formed the first line of defense, harassing Mönchengladbach's play.

The two midfielders followed closely behind, responsible for marking players and intercepting through balls.

After a week of rest, Dortmund's players were in high spirits and kept Borussia Mönchengladbach in their own half.

Borussia Mönchengladbach manager Schubert quickly made adjustments, signaling his players to move more down the flanks.

This is how we get work done!

Yuan Meng immediately set his sights on Rafael, the veteran left winger for Borussia Mönchengladbach.

Rafael displayed skillful dribbling and ball protection, turning to create half a body space and locking his gaze on the advancing center forward.

Snapped!

Little did anyone know that Yuan Meng had already prepared to defend against the inside cut, deliberately driving Rafael inside, and at that moment she made a tackle to intercept the pass!

Yuan Meng was also helpless. Ever since he started defending against Ribery, he has always subconsciously focused on cutting inside.

It's almost become a lingering effect now; whenever someone tries to cut inside, they're kicked without hesitation.

Raphael looked serious. His opponent, number 51, had incredible explosive power. Even with a half-body lead, he was still caught up!

Before he could think further, Yuan Meng intercepted the ball and rushed out to control it.

He glanced at the field in front of him and saw Dembele raising his hand to ask for the ball.

Okay, not Harden!

Yuan Meng made a long pass to the left wing, and Reus stopped the ball with some surprise.

"I didn't expect Yuan Meng to have such excellent vision; she keenly noticed that I wasn't offside!"

Little did he know that Yuan Meng didn't care about this at all; he had ulterior motives.

Yuan Meng's interception drew most of the defenders to the right side, and Reus, who was on the left wing, perked up and cut inside with the ball.

Borussia Mönchengladbach's wing-back Kobb naturally wouldn't let Reus pass easily. Knowing that Reus was injured and would definitely not dare to engage in confrontations, he adopted a close marking strategy.

Reus executed a bicycle kick to get past Cobb, who was startled and turned around to see Reus overtaking him from the outside.

"Cross from the byline!"

"Aubameyang pounces on the ball in front of goal!"

"GOAL!!!!!"

"What are Borussia Mönchengladbach's two center-backs doing? Why are they just standing there?"

"How dare they give Aubameyang room to kick?"

"Dortmund took the lead easily."

Several people ran towards the corner flag area to celebrate.

Dembele rushed over to Yuan Meng: "Yuan, why didn't you pass it to me?"

Yuan Meng pointed at Royce: "Boss Royce has moved out of position."

"I ran out of position too!" Dembele rubbed Yuan Meng's head vigorously, still feeling unsatisfied.

"Boss Luo, Deng is bullying me!" Yuan Meng quickly slipped towards Royce's position. "Deng is up to no good; he wants to seize power!"

Dembele immediately stopped in his tracks. He was nominally Reus's successor, but how could he dare to compete for the team's leader?

Reus, clueless about what the two were up to, said righteously, "We're only one goal ahead, don't mess around."

"Yes!" Dembele slunk back to his position.

Yuan Meng saw Dembele running back and apologized quietly.

"Sorry, Harden, you can't be the main character today."

Yuan Meng desperately needs Royce's favor to improve her proficiency with the ground slash.

Reus made his first start in this match, and Yuan Meng planned to feed him until he was full and then vomited!

He refused to believe that this wouldn't earn him a favor.

"Yuan Shen steals the ball again!"

"Borussia Mönchengladbach needs to rethink their tactics; they can't rely on their past experience anymore!"

"Although Raphael is technically excellent, he's almost 30 years old. How can he withstand Yuan Shen's close marking?"

Dembele rushed out immediately again, quickly squeezed past the wing-back, and raised his hand to ask for the ball once more.

"This time won't work either. Harden is too close to the penalty area, making it easy for him to score. We can't let him steal the spotlight from Ronaldo!"

Yuan Meng quickly made a long pass, sending the ball back to the left wing.

The Borussia Mönchengladbach defenders were stunned as they watched Dembele run into open space. The center-backs rushed forward, afraid of missing Dembele.

So you passed the ball?

Reus was also a little confused. His position wasn't very good. When Yuan Meng passed the ball, the opposing wing-back had already closed in.

However, this did not deter him. He tapped the ball with his left foot, and the ball turned into a rainbow as it flew over the head of the wing-back. By the time the opponent turned around, Reus had already dribbled away.

"Rainbow Crossing Over, Royce Charges Straight into the Dragon's Lair!"

"The center-back covers, Reus cuts the ball and sends a through ball!"

"Aubameyang!!!"

"GOAL!!!!!"

"A second time!"

"This must be the work of the Sage of Illustration!"

"Yuan Shen disrupted Borussia Mönchengladbach's defensive formation with a series of long passes."

"This is truly a rare tactical battle!"

Ok?

What happened?

Why did they score again?

Tuchel wore a poker face, but his mind was in turmoil.

Are the three center-backs really that effective against Borussia Mönchengladbach?

Why did Yuan Meng make a long pass at the perfect time again?

Tuchel remembered that long passes were Yuan Meng's weakness, so how come he suddenly realized it?

I don't understand it, but as long as we're in the lead, that's fine.

Tuchel was very satisfied and praised loudly from the sidelines.

"Great, that's the rhythm!"

"Excellent work!"

The players were all satisfied with the coach's feedback, except for Dembele.

"Yuan—!!!" Dembele ran angrily toward Yuan Meng.

Yuan Meng quickly slipped away, hiding between Aubameyang and Reus, who were celebrating on the sidelines.

"Damn it, Harden's going to bully me again!"

Reus was speechless. He hadn't been to the team for a while and didn't know what had happened. The whole atmosphere had changed, and it was much more lively than before.

Besides, is winning a game that easy?

They're already two goals ahead?

In any case, he found Yuan Meng pleasing to the eye; he was very sensible and knew to pass the ball to the leader.

Thinking of this, Reus shielded Yuan Meng behind him and stared at Dembele.

Dembele, who is fearless, stood awkwardly in place.

"Boss Luo, we were just joking, don't misunderstand."

Yuan Meng peeked out from behind Reus: "Dennis, don't steal Reus's ball possession. He finally got to start once."

Upon hearing this, Dembele felt like he was going to vomit blood.

"Alright, alright, so you're playing dirty tricks, huh?"

"Yuan, you just wait!"

After Dembele left first, Yuan Meng followed and ran back, but couldn't help but wonder.

Why haven't I received the favor yet?