After Paris Saint-Germain was removed from the list, I led England to victory!

Tonight, in the final round of the Bundesliga, the roar at the Allianz Arena nearly lifted off the roof during the highly anticipated match.

A sea of ​​red and white flags, interwoven with blue and white, surged forth, each shout accompanied by an earth-shaking tremor.

The focus of German football, the suspense of the entire season's championship, is now all compressed onto this green field, so heavy that it's suffocating.

In the current standings, Hoffenheim is only one point ahead of Bayern Munich.

Ninety minutes later, the winner takes all, and the loser loses everything.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" The voice of Helmer, a senior commentator for German national television, cut through the cheers of the audience.

"The final chapter of the 2017/18 Bundesliga season is unfolding right here, right now!"

Bayern Munich, the absolute kings of the league, know every inch of this pitch and the weight of the championship trophy.

However, today, the challengers standing before them, Hoffenheim, this small team from the countryside, are attempting to shake the giants' throne with incredible tenacity and youthful energy.

Hoffenheim's hottest player right now is Yan!

This 18-year-old Englishman of Chinese descent is the top scorer in the Bundesliga and the Champions League. Every step he takes and every touch of the ball captivates the entire European football world!

I'm almost certain that the European Golden Boy award will belong to him at the end of the season!

But right now, what Yan wants most is a Bundesliga salad platter!

Shortly after the commentary ended, the opening whistle blew.

Bayern's wave instantly surged, rushing towards Hoffenheim's half.

Robben and Ribery, this "Robbery" duo, are like two sharp knives, cutting inside at high speed from the flanks and constantly compressing the space in Hoffenheim's midfield and defense.

Every time a Hoffenheim player gets the ball in their own half, it's like being surrounded by a red meat grinder.

"Bayern's pressure was too intense today! Hoffenheim could only retreat, retreat, and retreat some more!" Helmer spoke at breakneck speed.

"Maguire! The tall English center-back is directing the defense, waving his arms constantly. Hoffenheim's entire defense has retreated to near the penalty area line, compressing space and denying Lewandowski any depth to make runs!"

"Watch this! Kimmich! He swam to the right 45-degree angle and sent a diagonal pass into the penalty area!" The ball arced towards the far post, and Lewandowski barely managed to get a touch on it under pressure from Vogt, but the ball went out of play.

Hoffenheim's response was an extremely low-block defense.

The young Dutch defensive midfielder, De Jong, stuck to James Rodriguez like a plaster, disrupting the Colombian star's every pass and play.

Amiri continued to cover a large area of ​​the middle lane, tirelessly sweeping across the sides.

"Look at Yan Yuan's position!" The commentator noticed the detail.

"He dropped very deep, almost to the right defensive midfield position! He was assisting Kaderabek in defending Robben! Robben cut inside, and Yan Yuan quickly moved laterally to block the cut-in route! Robben had no choice but to pass back."

Yan Yuan's diligence and tactical execution were on full display at this moment.

He knew that against a world-class winger like Robben, relying solely on full-back Kaderabek was not enough.

Every defensive run he made was precise and accurate, anticipating Robben's intention to cut inside and blocking the key path in advance.

In the 14th minute, the relentless siege finally found an opening.

Alaba crossed from the left wing, and Maguire headed the ball out of the penalty area.

Vidal met the ball from outside the box and unleashed a powerful long-range shot!

The ball bounced off Grillitsch, who was tracking back, but didn't fly far.

At the edge of the penalty area, James Rodriguez cleverly positioned himself at the landing point, and before the ball hit the ground, he deftly flicked it with his left foot.

The football, as if precisely guided, flew over the heads of Hoffenheim's entire defensive line and fell towards the right side of the six-yard box.

"A beautiful lob pass! Lewandowski!" Helmer's voice suddenly rose!

Lewandowski started like a cheetah, successfully beating the offside trap before Vogt and Nordtveit could close the gap. He stretched out his body and gently tapped the falling ball with the outside of his right foot!

Swish!

The ball changed direction, gracefully passing goalkeeper Baumann who was halfway out of his goal, and flew into the near corner!

"Gooooooal!! Lewandowski! Bayern Munich! 1-0!!!" The Allianz Arena instantly erupted into a boiling furnace, with red flames leaping wildly.

On the sidelines, veteran coach Jupp Heynckes raised his arms in celebration of this crucial lead.

Yan Yuan stood at the edge of the penalty area, watching the Bayern players celebrate. He wiped the sweat from his face, his eyes remaining calm.

The pain of conceding a goal did not last long.

Hoffenheim's young players have shown resilience beyond their years.

Nagelsmann made a decisive gesture on the sidelines to adjust his position.

The most significant change was in Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan quietly moved forward about ten meters. Instead of retreating to provide deep support, he aimed his firepower directly at the area where Bayern's defense was most likely to crack: the junction between Alaba and Hummels.

Alaba's attacking runs were extremely wide, and the gaps behind him, as well as the momentary hesitation he might have when switching positions with center-back Hummels, became Yan Yuan's prey.

Meanwhile, Amiri began to push forward more often, switching positions with Grillitsch, like a pebble thrown into water, stirring up Bayern's double defensive midfield barrier of Vidal and Martinez.

Their frequent positional shifts and stretches were designed to lure Bayern's defensive midfielders into pressing forward, thereby creating usable space in front of the defense.

In the 35th minute, Amiri suddenly accelerated and tackled the ball away from Martinez's feet as Bayern attempted to advance it from their own half!

After receiving the ball, Amiri did not hesitate at all and immediately passed the ball to Yan Yuan, who was making a high-speed run down the right flank!

"Amiri steals the ball! Passes it to the side! Yan Yuan! An opportunity!" Helmer's commentary instantly ignited the crowd.

Yan Yuan received the ball on the right wing near the sideline.

In front of him was Alaba, an experienced world-class full-back, and Ribery, who was rushing back from the inside to help defend!

A desperate 1 vs 2 situation!

Alaba lowered his center of gravity, blocked the inside line, and forced Yan Yuan to go to the outside.

Ribery then aggressively pressed from the side and rear, attempting to double-team and steal the ball.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Yuan's football intelligence was on full display.

He feinted half a circle around the ball with his left foot, his eyes darting around, sending a false breakthrough signal to Ribery.

In that very instant.

Yan Yuan casually flicked his right instep forward, the ball moving at a low speed, yet precisely sending it past Alaba's outstretched leg and rolling towards the baseline.

At the same time, Yan Yuan's body moved like a cheetah. He did not choose to overtake Alaba from the outside, but squeezed through the fleeting gap between Alaba and Ribery just before their doors closed.

"He's done it! My God! Yan Yuan! He slipped through the gap between Alaba and Ribery!" Helmer's voice was filled with incredulous amazement. "A simple and efficient breakthrough! Calm judgment! Terrifying explosive power!"

Yan Yuan caught up with the ball he had dribbled out near the baseline.

The angle was already very small, and Bayern goalkeeper Ulreich had already blocked the near post.

Almost all the defenders, including Hummels, thought he would choose to cross the ball.

However, Yan Yuan glanced up at the goal and the goalkeeper's position, supported his body with his left foot, and his taut right leg lashed out like a whip!

It wasn't a cross, it was a shot!

A powerful shot aimed at the top corner of the near post!

"Shot!!!!" The commentator's voice trailed off for an extremely long time.

The football, with a sharp whooshing sound, flew into the net like a cannonball, skimming the inside of the near post.

Ulreich's save had barely begun when the ball struck the white net and spun violently.

"Goooooal!!! Yan Yuan! Yan Yuan! An unbelievable goal! 1-1! Hoffenheim has equalized! At the Allianz Arena!"

In Bayern Munich's absolute territory! This 18-year-old prodigy has torn apart a world-class defense with his unparalleled individual ability! The commentary booth erupted in cheers.

"He completely fooled everyone! A frighteningly calm mind! The sheer power to push past two superstars in a duel! And that final shot—power, angle, and determination—all were indispensable!"

The camera captured Nagelsmann on the sidelines.

Nash jumped up excitedly, waving his fists repeatedly, his face flushed, and his eyes filled with undisguised pride for his beloved disciple.

On the other side, Heynckes crossed his arms over his chest, his brow furrowed.

The veteran coach had done a lot of homework on Hoffenheim before the start of the match, especially on Yan Yuan.

The veteran coach did see the danger at that junction, but he did not expect Yan Yuan's speed and decisiveness in handling the situation to exceed his expectations.

The tactic used to score that goal was equally brilliant.

The moment Yan Yuan broke through, center forward Uth moved silently in front of Boateng, cleverly blocking Hummels's path as he tried to cover Yan Yuan's shot.

It was this crucial "block" that gave Yan Yuan less than half a second of space and shooting angle.

Hoffenheim's teamwork has reached its peak.

In the 43rd minute, Gnabry launched another attack down the left flank.

Using his speed and change of direction, he forcefully broke through Kimmich's defense and poked the ball towards the byline before the angle was blocked, winning a valuable corner kick for the team.

The atmosphere at Allianz Stadium suddenly became tense.

Grillitsch is standing in the corner area.

Hoffenheim's tall players Maguire and Vogt entered Bayern's penalty area, like two moving mountains, attracting close marking from Bayern's main aerial defenders such as Hummels, Boateng, and Martinez.

Grealich raised his right hand, seemingly to give a tactical signal.

Just when everyone thought he was going to take a corner kick, he suddenly ran towards the crowded center of the penalty area!

Amiri quickly ran to the corner flag to take over Grillitsch's position!

"This is a tactical corner kick! Hoffenheim has a plan!" Helmer keenly noticed the change.

Just as Amiri took the ball, Grillitsch, who had been feigning a header in the middle of the penalty area, suddenly started running and sprinted towards the corner flag outside the penalty area!

This feint was extremely deceptive. The "wall" of Bayern defenders instinctively moved forward as a whole, following Grillitsch's movement, in an attempt to compress the outer space.

Just as the "human wall" pressed forward, and the defensive line's attention was briefly drawn to the outside, a fatal moment occurred.

Near the penalty spot, in that brief vacuum zone, Gnabry dashed in at high speed like a ghost.

Grealich understood perfectly. After controlling the ball, he turned and used the instep of his right foot to deliver a precise, low, through pass.

The football pierced through Bayern's slightly loosened defense, which had been pushed forward, like a scalpel, and rolled directly towards the penalty spot!

Unsuspecting, Gnabry arrived in a flash.

Without making any adjustments, he met the ball with the inside of his left foot and unleashed a powerful shot!

"Gnabry!!!" the commentator exclaimed.

The football transformed into a streak of white light, hurtling straight into the bottom right corner of the goal.

Ulreich's diving save was too far in the way.

"Gooooooal!!! 2-1! Hoffenheim! Hoffenheim has taken the lead! Gnabry! Exquisite tactical corner kick combination! Grillitsch's pass was perfect, Bayern's defense completely missed Gnabry's run-up!"

Their attention was completely drawn to Maguire and Vogt!

Hoffenheim capitalized on a fatal mistake! Unbelievable! Just before halftime, Hoffenheim had taken the lead against Bayern Munich at the Allianz Arena!

A brief, breathtaking silence fell over Allianz Stadium.

Only the sea of ​​fans in the away team's stands was jumping and roaring wildly.

Nagelsmann excitedly slid on his knees.

Heynckes paced back and forth with his head down, pondering how to break the deadlock.

The whistle to end the first half blew amid a complex mix of disbelief from Bayern players and jubilation from Hoffenheim players.

In the locker room, Nagelsmann did not celebrate excessively.

He quickly sketched out the blueprint for the second half on the tactics board:

"They will definitely launch a fierce counterattack! It will be even more intense than in the first half! We need to tighten our defense, but not defend rigidly! Maintain flexibility! Yan," he said, looking at his beloved student.

"I need you to drop deeper, right near the halfway line. On the counter-attack, you're the only outlet. Maguire, play long passes to him. Everyone else, make decisive runs! Uth, you stay up front and hold off Boateng!"

On the other side, tension filled Bayern's locker room.

Heynckes's commands were oppressive:

"Push forward in the second half! Raise the defensive line higher! Bombard them with crosses! Thiago, get ready to come on! We need more refined midfield organization and the final pass!"

As expected, Bayern's storm arrived at the start of the second half.

Heynckes substituted Thiago for James Rodriguez, who had a lackluster first half, in an attempt to strengthen control and creativity in midfield.

Bayern's attacking style has also become more direct – attacking from both wings and bombarding the enemy with crosses.

Kimmich and Ribery took turns attacking down the flanks, repeatedly lobbing the ball into the heart of Hoffenheim's penalty area.

"Bayern's attack is on! Kimmich crosses, Thiago crosses! Coman breaks through and crosses again! Lewandowski! Header! Goes wide! It's Lewandowski again! This time he's interfered with by Maguire!"

The commentator's voice rose and fell with each cross and shot on goal.

Hoffenheim's defense is under immense pressure.

Nordtveit no longer stays on the flanks, but instead moves significantly inside, forming a three-center-back formation (Noldveit, Maguire, and Vogt), together with wing-backs Kaderabek and Gnabry (who has dropped back) to create a denser defensive line.

De Jong and Amiri formed the first line of defense near the midfield line, making fierce interceptions.

Yan Yuan's position indeed dropped significantly, often standing in the area behind the center line, like a calm sniper, observing the overall situation, ready to intercept or launch a counterattack at any time.

Ute stood alone at the forefront, tirelessly running to tie down Boateng and Hummels, relieving pressure on his teammates.

In the 59th minute, Bayern's sustained pressure finally broke through Hoffenheim's seemingly solid defense.

Robben received the ball on the right wing, facing Kaderabek and Amiri who came to cover.

His signature inward cut drew Nordtveit's attention, prompting Nordtveit to move towards the middle to double-team him.

Just as the three-man encirclement was about to be completed, Robben keenly sensed the killing intent on the other side.

He delivered a clever flick of his left foot to Kimmich, who was completely unmarked on the right flank.

"Robben passes to the wing! Kimmich! Open!" Helmer exclaimed.

Kimmich calmly adjusted and delivered a perfectly curved and well-placed cross with his right foot.

The ball passed the near post and flew precisely towards the edge of the six-yard box.

Lewandowski demonstrated his top-class striker ability to get into position, outmaneuvering Vogt with a powerful header flick-on!

The football changed direction and flew towards the far post!

There, veteran Ribery miraculously appeared in the most dangerous position.

He met the incoming ball with a graceful stretch and unleashed a powerful volley with his left foot!

boom!

The ball slammed into the net like a cannonball! Baumann had no chance to react!

"Gooooooal!!! Ribery! 2-2! Bayern Munich has equalized! A textbook combination play between the wings and the center! Robben's vision, Kimmich's cross, Lewandowski's pass, and Ribery's finish! This is the essence of Bayern!"

The Allianz Arena was reignited, and Heynckes clenched his fist and let out a low growl.

Nagelsmann was shouting at his players from the sidelines, reminding them to stay focused.

Yan Yuan watched the celebrating Bayern players, took a deep breath, and became even more focused.

After equalizing, Bayern Munich's momentum was unstoppable, with wave after wave of attacks.

Hoffenheim's midfield was under immense pressure, and after Thiago came on, Bayern's passing became more delicate and fluid.

"Thiago! Beautiful breakaway! He's looking for Lewandowski!" The commentator stared at the field.

Just as Thiago attempted to send a through ball, Amiri closed in closely, using his strong body to hold him off, constantly interfering and disrupting him, preventing Thiago from turning and passing the ball comfortably.

De Jong acted like a moving barrier, skillfully cutting off passing lanes between Robben, Coman, and others and Lewandowski.

Although Hoffenheim's defensive formation was compressed, the distance between the three lines was maintained extremely well, like a highly resilient net, causing Bayern's attack to repeatedly fall into a quagmire.

The spark of retaliation often ignites under the deepest pressure.

Hoffenheim's counter-attacking strategy is extremely simple, efficient, and fast!

In the 68th minute, Bayern Munich won a corner kick.

Thiago's cross was headed away by Maguire.

Thiago received the ball again outside the penalty area, made a slight adjustment, and unleashed a sudden long-range shot from just outside the penalty arc.

This long-range shot was powerful and heavy, heading straight for the bottom left corner of the goal.

"Thiago's long-range shot!!!" Helmer exclaimed.

Goalkeeper Baumann reacted with lightning speed, making a brilliant diving save to palm the ball out of the goal!

A huge sigh echoed through Allianz Arena.

"Beautiful! Bowman! A priceless save!!" the commentator exclaimed.

But the best is yet to come.

Baumann got up from the ground without hesitation, picked up the ball and rushed to the edge of the penalty area, throwing the goal kick with all his might.

The ball traced a high and long arc, flying precisely towards the vicinity of the center line.

"Quickly take the goal kick! Baumann! Hoffenheim's counter-attack!" The commentator's voice instantly became excited.

Near the halfway line, Maguire leaped high, outjumping Martinez, and delivered a precise header flick-on!

The target is Yan Yuan, who is retreating to provide support near the midline!

"Maguire, ferry me! Yan Yuan!"

Yan Yuan turned his back, and Martinez had already followed closely behind, making subtle pulling motions with his hands.

Yan Yuan felt immense pressure.

He didn't try to stop the ball and turn, because that would have wasted his chance.

Just as the ball was about to fall, Yan Yuan made a choice that shocked the entire audience.

He swayed slightly to the left, as if he was about to turn and break through to the left.

Martinez's center of gravity shifted instinctively. In that split second of shift, Yan Yuan's right heel struck upwards with extreme concealment and swiftness.

Rainbow Crossing!

The ball obediently rose into the air, soaring over Martinez's head and over Yan Yuan's own head, flying behind Martinez!

"Rainbow! My God! Rainbow dribble! Yan chose this method to handle the ball at this crucial moment!" The commentator's exclamation almost broke his voice.

Almost simultaneously with the backheel flick of the ball, Yan Yuan's body moved like a cheetah, forcefully slicing past Martinez's right side the instant Martinez shifted his center of gravity and attempted to turn.

The ball and the player have passed each other!

"It's over! Yan Yuan! He used a rainbow flick to get past the ball and shake off Martinez! My God! What courage and skill that takes!!!" The commentary booth erupted in commotion.

Yan Yuan caught up with the falling ball two steps behind Martinez.

At this moment, he faced Bayern's last line of defense, with Boateng and Hummels frantically chasing back.

At that moment, Ute was making a high-speed diagonal run from the center towards the right side of the penalty area.

Yan Yuan's speed was already at its limit. He dribbled the ball at breakneck speed, heading straight for the right side of Bayern's penalty area.

Boateng fought and retreated, trying to block Yan Yuan's inside cutting lanes and shooting angles.

Hummels quickly moved toward Uth to intercept a possible cross.

In a flash, Yan Yuan made his decision.

He did not choose to force a shot from a tight angle, nor did he try to continue to break through Boateng.

He glanced up at the center of the penalty area while dribbling at high speed, processing all the information instantly through his superior vision and overall understanding: Uth's run, Boateng's position, Hummels' direction of movement, and goalkeeper Ulreich's positioning.

Just two or three meters from the penalty area line, Boateng thought he would continue to go down the byline or cut inside, and slightly adjusted his center of gravity.

Yan Yuan used the inside of his toe to deliver a swift cross under the rolling ball.

It wasn't a low cross, nor a high ball, but a low, flat cross with strong spin, extremely fast speed, and a strange outward-spinning arc.

The ball, like a precisely guided missile, rolled rapidly along the grass.

He skillfully bypassed Boateng's attempt to intercept, heading straight for the near post of the six-yard box with a distinct outward spin!

"Cross! Yan Yuan delivers a low cross!" Helmer's roar was filled with extreme anticipation.

Just as the ball rounded Boateng and was about to roll to the edge of the six-yard box, a blue figure rushed in like an arrow.

Ugh! He completely threw himself off!

Before Hummels could make a hasty tackle to block him, he unleashed a light yet deadly volley with the instep of his right foot.

The football changed direction, rolled past Ulreich who couldn't reach it, and crashed into the far corner of the goal!

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOALL!! Uh oh! Uh oh!!! 3-2! Hoffenheim! 74th minute! A last-minute winner! This must be a last-minute winner!" The commentator was completely frenzied, his voice hoarse and high-pitched.

"An incredible counter-attack! It started with Baumann's save! Maguire's long pass! And then Yan Yuan! Yan Yuan! He faced Martinez and used a rainbow flick and a nutmeg to get past him, a true miracle!"

He displayed world-class strength, evasion, and speed!

That final low, outward-spinning cross was perfect in timing, power, spin, and placement! Such vision!

That vision and footwork—he saw the only possible route! Uth only needed to touch it! That's Yan Yuan! That's the Bundesliga and Champions League double top scorer!

One goal and one assist! He orchestrated all three of Hoffenheim's goals! He almost single-handedly propelled Hoffenheim to the Bundesliga title!

On the sidelines, Nagelsmann completely lost his composure, and he couldn't help but hug and celebrate with the coaching staff around him.

Heynckes stood frozen on the sidelines, his hands hanging limply at his sides, his eyes filled with shock and bewilderment.

Yan Yuan was tackled to the ground by his ecstatic teammates, who completely overwhelmed him.

He lay on the grass of the Allianz Arena, the deafening roars of his teammates filling his ears, the blinding lights of the Munich night sky before his eyes.

In the final ten minutes or so, Bayern launched a furious attack, while Hoffenheim displayed a united and tenacious defense.

Every clearance, every save, every confrontation was accompanied by the desperate shouts of the Hoffenheim players.

Time passed slowly and steadily with each successful defense.

When the referee blew the whistle three times.

Allianz Arena was completely filled with two emotions: disappointment and ecstasy!

Hoffenheim's players rushed towards each other without hesitation, embracing, jumping, roaring, and tears streaming down their faces.

They really did it!

At the Allianz Arena, they overthrew the invincible Bayern Munich and won their first Bundesliga title in club history!

"Match over! The match is over! Hoffenheim! Hoffenheim are the champions!" The commentator's voice was hoarse with excitement and deep respect.

"Fairy tales come true, miracles are born!"

A small village from Sinsheim has defeated the Bundesliga giants!

Their hard work, resilience, and talent throughout the season were perfectly crowned at this moment! Yan Yuan was undoubtedly the best player of the game!

18 years old! His debut season! He conquered Germany! And he will surely conquer Europe! Are we still wondering if he is the Golden Boy of Europe?

No, he's already a superstar!

Nagelsmann was invited onto the field by the players and tossed into the air by them time and time again.

With red eyes, he pointed to each player on the sidelines who was embracing and celebrating, and his gaze found Yan Yuan, who was surrounded by his teammates in the center.

The two exchanged a smile across the bustling crowd, their eyes filled with unspoken understanding and pride.

This mentor and his protégé together created the most glorious chapter in Hoffenheim's history.

After the celebrations at Hoffenheim, Heynckes walked over to Nagelsmann, and the two managers shook hands tightly.

The old coach's face was full of disappointment, but he still maintained his composure.

"Congratulations, you did a fantastic job." His voice was somewhat low.

Nagelsmann responded sincerely, "Thank you, Mr. Heynckes, it was a great match."

The veteran coach nodded, his gaze passing over Nagelsmann and landing on the surrounded figure of number 17, his expression complex.

In the center of the field, the Bundesliga champions' silver salad bowl gleamed under the lights.

The Hoffenheim players lined up, one after another, with awe and ecstasy, gently touching the cold trophy.

When it was Yan Yuan's turn, he took a deep breath and touched the metal that symbolized the highest honor with his fingertips.

Cold and heavy.

"Go, Yan!"

"Yes, let's lift it up together!!"

"Yan, you're the coolest guy on our team, so make sure your moves are super cool later!!"

His teammates urged Yan Yuan to raise the trophy high, and the flashbulbs instantly engulfed his figure.

The awards podium was set up.

Surrounded by his teammates, Yan Yuan stood at the highest point.

When the Bundesliga president handed him the heavy salad platter, the entire stadium erupted in thunderous cheers once again.

"Yan, you start, we'll all shout together," Vogt said.

Yan Yuan nodded to the captain.

Then, he firmly grasped the salad plate with both hands, used all his strength to raise the plate high above his head, and shouted loudly.

"We! Are! The! Champions!!!!"

When Yan Yuan shouted this, his teammates shouted it out along with him.

At the same time, countless blue confetti burst forth, like snowflakes of victory, swirling in the air and landing on the Hoffenheim players' sweat-soaked hair and jerseys.

Tonight, Hoffenheim became the new champions of the Bundesliga!