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

The first game after the winter break is a highly anticipated one.

Second-ranked Hoffenheim hosted their formidable rivals Borussia Mönchengladbach at home. The tension was palpable even before the opening whistle.

Nagelsmann's main objective in this match was to test the chemistry between the new players and the new tactics.

"The kickoff has begun! Hoffenheim has lined up in a 4-2-3-1 formation, displaying a very aggressive approach. Nagelsmann has been using this formation very frequently this season." The commentator's voice, slightly tense, came through the loudspeaker.

"Look at the pressing in the attacking third, Uth and Grillitsch are pushing very high up the pitch, directly attacking Borussia Mönchengladbach's two center-backs, Ginter and Elvedi."

Hoffenheim's front four didn't just frantically press, but rather wove a dynamic net.

Grillitsch and Uth positioned themselves near the center circle, tightly marking the two central defenders of Borussia Mönchengladbach and applying psychological pressure.

On the left and right wings of Hoffenheim, Gnabry and Yan Yuan, on Nagelsmann's tactical board, their role is more important, like two sharp knives, specifically designed to cut off the opponent's passing lanes.

Borussia Mönchengladbach's right defensive midfielder Zakaria received the ball and was about to pass it forward when Yan Yuan's figure appeared like a ghost, swiftly extending his right foot to precisely block Zakaria's intended pass to Hofmann!

Zakaria had no choice but to hurriedly pass the ball back.

"The pressure is clever; Yan Yuan is dropping deep! He's helping De Jong defend Hoffmann's side!"

Another commentator quickly analyzed, "Borussia Mönchengladbach is being forced to turn... to the right, find Jensen!"

The ball turned towards the right flank of Borussia Mönchengladbach, and as soon as Jansen received the ball, Kaderabek stuck to him like glue.

This Hoffenheim right-back was unusually persistent today.

Once, twice, three times...

In the first fifteen minutes of the first half, Jansen's attempts to break through and pass the ball repeatedly failed under Kaderabek's one-on-one defense, and he was completely outmatched in physical confrontation!

"Kaderbek has made another successful defensive play; his one-on-one defensive success rate this season is 73%!" the commentator exclaimed. "Borussia Mönchengladbach's left flank has been cut off by Yan Yuan's coordinated defense, and their right flank has been completely shut down. Hoffenheim's opening setup has made it very difficult for them to create space!"

Yan Yuan wiped the sweat from his face and glanced at the other side of the court.

The probing is over; it's time to draw our swords.

He quietly moved back to his familiar right wing area from midfield.

At the same time, Nash made a clear gesture with his left hand on the sidelines.

"Gnabry, he's very active on the left wing!" Gnabry started receiving the ball frequently, and facing the experienced Wendt, he brought out his signature skills.

Continuous cycling, plus a sudden change of direction!

Gnabry is quite capable.

Borussia Mönchengladbach's Wendt dared not be negligent and immediately stepped forward to block.

But Gnabry's intentions seemed to go beyond that; after a few attempts, he dribbled towards the inside.

This immediately attracted the attention of the opposing team's Kramer. The core of the three-center-back barrier that Borussia Mönchengladbach had originally been positioned deep was forced to move towards him to prepare for a double-team!

In the 24th minute, Gnabry faced Wendt and the approaching Kramer again on the left flank, but he did not attempt a breakthrough.

Just before the two were about to close in, he suddenly shifted his weight and subtly pushed with his left ankle.

The football changed direction and instead of heading towards the goal line, it rolled diagonally towards the left side of the middle!

"Amiri! Beautiful angled cut!" The commentator's voice suddenly rose.

Hoffenheim's midfielder and forward, Amiri, seems to have anticipated this move!

He suddenly cut in from behind Grealich and received Gnabry's surgical cross pass with pinpoint accuracy.

His receiving position was perfectly positioned to wedge into the area connecting Borussia Mönchengladbach's left flank and midfield!

This diagonal thrust was like driving a nail deep between the left flank and the central barrier that Mönchengladbach had originally constructed.

Most importantly, Amiri raised his head as he received the ball!

His gaze, like that of a hawk, traversed most of the field, locking onto the far right flank!

Without a moment's hesitation, he didn't even try to stop the ball to adjust!

Amiri's right foot was stretched taut on the outside, like a fully drawn bow, and his calf burst with tremendous power as he struck the ball with the inside of his foot.

The football soared into the air, transforming into a low, swift rainbow with an exaggerated arc!

Perfectly bypassing all the dark figures in the middle, with astonishing precision, it crashed into the open area on the right corner of the Borussia Mönchengladbach penalty area!

"Diagonal pass, Amiri makes a long pass! Find Yan on the right wing, let's see how Yan handles it!" The commentator almost shouted.

All eyes in the stadium instantly focused on it.

Yan Yuan was there.

The moment Amiri made his move, he sprang into action like a lurking cheetah.

This time, no need to call out, we understand each other perfectly!

The ball arrived just as he arrived. Two meters outside the right corner of the penalty area, he stretched out his foot and, with a decent effort, used the instep of his foot to deflect the precise shot that had traveled over forty meters!

Yan Yuan's ball control ability is not very consistent yet, but it is sufficient for now.

After controlling the ball, what now stands in his way is Borussia Mönchengladbach's defensive stalwart, Elvedi.

The Swiss guard was experienced and showed no fear. He lowered his center of gravity and firmly blocked Yan Yuan's interior space to break through!

He wanted to force Yan Yuan to the outside!

Yan Yuan's gaze was icy, and he showed no sign of pausing after receiving the ball.

Just as the ball was about to bounce off the ground and he used the inside of his right foot to pull it outward, his body suddenly moved!

A tremendous burst of force exploded from the supporting left ankle!

Suddenly, his left ankle unleashed a terrifying internal rotational force!

Using the powerful rotational torque that burst forth in an instant, the entire body twisted inward!

The left arm swings back naturally and forcefully, like the tip of a whip, while the right shoulder presses down in the same direction!

The entire upper body rotated nearly 180 degrees counterclockwise in a way that defied inertia.

At the same time, the toes of the right foot, which should have been pointing outwards, were like the tip of a paintbrush, with the instep taut and the upper part of the foot close to the outside of the instep.

On the underside of the rolling ball, with extreme lightness yet tricky force, it is brushed outward and backward, then hooked again.

Swish!

The ball didn't roll along the outer line, nor did it cut directly inside!

With a miraculous flick and hook from Yan Yuan's toe, it strangely drew a small arc that defied common sense and circled inward, actually entering the penalty area!

The ball rolled right along the edge of Elvedi's heel, which had been completely outmaneuvered, and deep into the penalty area!

The entire movement was executed in one smooth motion, so fast that only a spinning figure could be seen!

Elvedi reacted too late.

"My God! Look! What did Yan just do?!" The commentator's voice was completely distorted, trembling with shock! "He actually made it past, my God! Yan!!! He used a move I've never seen before! A move so elegant it was like a work of art, he swept past Elvedi cleanly and efficiently!!"

After a moment of stunned silence, the Hoffenheim fans erupted in a near-frenzied roar.

"Strict!! Strict!!"

Tens of thousands of people chanted his name at the same time!

Even Nagelsmann, who was sitting on the coach's bench, suddenly jumped up from his seat, his clenched fists bulging with veins.

Yan Yuan had no time to enjoy it all; he paid no attention to the gasps behind him or the disheveled Elvedi.

Like a tiger pouncing on a flock of sheep, he chased after the football that was rolling strangely toward the inside and stepped into the penalty area!

Faced with a panicked Ginter coming to cover and a goalkeeper Sommer rushing back, he didn't try to score!

A wide field of vision swept across the goal like a searchlight.

Uh oh!

Almost the instant he made his move, Uth, like a shark smelling blood, used his top striker's instincts to surge forward from the center at high speed, heading straight for the near post!

And Gnabry has already swum to the far end!

Both of them were in excellent positions!

Yan Yuan did not pause or hesitate.

With his right foot fully extended, he used the most practical footwork to powerfully knock the rolling ball towards the center of the penalty area near the near post.

This is a textbook example of a return pass.

Short route, fast speed, and close to the ground!

"Inverted triangle!! Ute!!!!!" Amid the commentator's roar, Ute arrived at full speed and pushed the ball forward! There were no fancy moves whatsoever.

With precise power from the inside of his right foot, the football was struck as if by a heavy hammer, skimming along the grass and heading straight for the near corner.

Goalkeeper Sommer was completely out of his depth with Yan Yuan's breakthrough and pass, leaving him no chance to reach him!

"Goooooooooal!!! Hoffenheim!!! Uth!!! 1-0!!! Absolutely perfect teamwork! Amiri's mesmerizing pass! Yan's unbelievable dribble tore through the defense! A calm assist!!! Hoffenheim takes the lead right from the start!!"

The stands were completely engulfed in a sea of ​​blue, and the players on the bench jumped up and waved towels.

Nagelsmann waved his hand fiercely, his face filled with barely suppressed elation.

On the field, Yan Yuan and Ute celebrated by bumping their chests together, Amiri rushed over and ruffled Yan Yuan's hair, and De Jong, Maguire... everyone's face was filled with excitement.

New tactics! This is Yan Yuan's new weapon! And Hoffenheim's new weapon too!

Yan Yuan pointed at Amiri, and the two patted each other on the back.

Amiri's pass just now was so precise that Yan Yuan was completely convinced.

Borussia Mönchengladbach were clearly dealt a heavy blow by this unexpected setback.

After conceding the goal, they launched a fierce counterattack.

Stindl began to drop back significantly to the center circle, attempting to use his excellent playmaking ability to link up Hoffman and Jensen's attacks on the flanks.

The ultimate goal is singular: to bombard Hoffenheim's penalty area with the powerful headers of their tall striker, Vestergaard, who stands at 194cm!

"Look! Maguire moves!" The commentator captured the crucial confrontation. "Vestergaard for the header! Maguire! Not an inch will give way! Both jump at the same time!!"

The sounds of a massive brawl echoed throughout the restricted area!

Maguire seemed to have transformed into a mobile fortress, using his massive body and astonishing strength to hold off Westergaard!

Although Vestergaard headed the ball with his height advantage, it was too straight under Maguire's strong interference!

Baumann easily saved the shot!

"From Leicester City defender Maguire!!! I felt like I just saw an aircraft carrier!!!" the commentator exclaimed.

Immediately afterwards, Vogt used his jumping ability and positioning to thwart a precise cross from Jensen.

Hoffenheim defender Nordtveit calmly cleared the second ball.

With the addition of Maguire as a powerful anchor, Hoffenheim's three-center-defense air defense system became virtually impregnable.

Nagelsmann nodded vigorously and applauded repeatedly on the sidelines, highlighting the value of this loan signing.

De Jong, like a shadow, hovered around Stindl, pressing and interfering whenever the Dane tried to drop back to receive the ball, repeatedly cutting off the opponent's forward passing routes.

In the 38th minute, Borussia Mönchengladbach's attack was thwarted, and Baumann decisively caught Jansen's hurried cross.

Bowman held the ball in both hands, his gaze sweeping sharply forward.

Like an American football quarterback, he raises his arms high, unleashes a burst of twisting power from his waist, and throws the ball with a whistling sound towards the center of the field!

"Hoffenheim goalkeeper launches a counter-attack! Quick attack with a throw-in!" the commentator exclaimed urgently.

Grillitsch held off Zakaria in the middle of the attacking third, calmly controlling the extremely long throw-in.

He didn't dribble, and he didn't hesitate at all!

With his body leaning to the right, he used the inside of his left foot to create a beautiful diagonal shot, sending the football whistling as it rolled toward the huge open space on the right flank!

"It's the right flank again, Grillitsch is looking for Yan Yuan!" The commentator's voice was filled with anticipation.

Yan Yuan floored the accelerator.

Take your biggest strides and sprint along the sideline!

Because his reaction was quick enough, the 30-meter sprint was over in an instant!

Just as he caught up with the ball and prepared to change direction and cut inside, Borussia Mönchengladbach's defense was like a frightened bird!

Ginter and Wendt, who was desperately chasing back, attacked him from both sides almost simultaneously, trying to encircle him from the flanks and block his most threatening inward cutting path!

Yan Yuan caught a glimpse of the two figures out of the corner of his eye.

His right ankle instinctively made a stepping, inward-cutting motion.

As expected, Ginter and Vent fell for the trap, immediately shifting their focus to block the passage he might cut inward!

At that very moment, Yan Yuanchong was at his fastest speed, his body not slowing down in the slightest.

He forcefully pushed off with his left foot, maintaining his balance at high speed, while his upper body leaned slightly to the side. His raised right foot was neither a shot nor a cut-in pass.

Extend the instep like a knife blade, exert force with the inside of the toes, and then rub horizontally.

The ball didn't move inwards! Nor forwards!

Instead, the powerful chip shot sent the ball soaring high into the air in a strange left-spinning arc, rapidly flying over almost the entire edge of the penalty area and past all the crowded central players.

They pinpointed the huge no-man's-land on the other side of the field with incredible accuracy!

"My God!! What kind of vision is this!!! Yan seems to be constantly surprising us!!" The commentator was so surprised he almost bit his tongue!

In the no-man's-land, Gnabry sped along like a ghost that had caught the scent of blood.

He had already made a high-speed diagonal run into the left wing when Yan Yuan started his run. Yan Yuan's long-distance cross pass, which could be described as an ultra-wide-angle pass, crossed the halfway line and landed steadily on his sprint path.

Gnabry chested the ball down and then dribbled into the left side of the penalty area.

Only Jensen, who had hurriedly caught up, was left beside him!

Without hesitation, Gnabry curled a left-footed shot into the far corner from an extremely tight angle!

A high-quality shot.

But Borussia Mönchengladbach's goalkeeper, Sommer, stepped up once again.

An amazing, graceful save, tipping the ball out of bounds with one hand!

"Sommer!! An unbelievable save!!! Gnabry! What a pity! Yan's pass was simply a masterpiece!" The commentator slammed his fist on the table in regret!

Yan Yuan shook his head helplessly as he watched Zuo Mo make his save.

The pass was perfect, the shot was beautiful, it just needed a little bit of luck.

But he knew that continuously creating threats was the most crucial thing.

Yan Yuan raised his hands, signaling to Gnabry to keep up his offensive threat.

Gnabry responded with a cheering gesture.

In the second half, Borussia Mönchengladbach were like a cornered beast.

The head coach adjusted the tactics, with Hoffman moving forward to almost the front line, and Kramer also frequently pushing forward to attack the penalty area.

Borussia Mönchengladbach abandoned the midfield battle and began a more direct and risky attack into Hoffenheim's penalty area.

This is a desperate 3-4-1-2 formation.

"Danger! Borussia Mönchengladbach are penetrating through the middle! Hoffmann!"

Hoffmann received a pass back from his teammate at the edge of the penalty area, made a slight adjustment, and prepared to shoot from long range.

But a blue figure shot out like lightning.

Amiri is here! He brazenly lunges to grab the weapon!

He slammed his entire body like a cannonball, using the powerful impact and accurate positioning to forcefully poke the ball away from Hofmann's feet and clear the ball!

"Amiri, make that crucial shot! It's devastating!" Amiri scrambled to his feet and roared as he directed the defensive line's positioning.

Amiri and De Jong, forming a double pivot in midfield, had a clear division of labor today.

Amiri was responsible for sweeping the ball forward, while De Jong became a mobile barrier in front of the penalty area, covering a huge area and making interceptions time and time again.

The two worked together to build an iron gate at the top of the arc.

Yan Yuan had become a tireless shadow at this moment.

Borussia Mönchengladbach's attacking focus was on the left flank, with him frequently dropping deep into Kaderabek's inside to assist in the defense.

Although he plays as a forward, he is always very active in dropping back to defend.

In the 53rd minute, Borussia Mönchengladbach's exquisite penetration broke through Hoffenheim's midfield interception line, and Rafael suddenly made a forward run.

He received a through ball on the verge of offside.

"Rafael! He's through on goal!!" The commentators and Borussia Mönchengladbach fans exclaimed with jubilation!

Just as Rafael was about to enter the penalty area and face Baumann, Yan Yuan sprinted back from the right wing to defend this spot!

With astonishing speed and extraordinary willpower,

In the split second before Rafael could take his shot, a crucial long leg extended.

His body slammed hard into the side of Raphael's body, which had shifted as his center of gravity shifted!

boom!

A muffled thud! Rafael stumbled and fell to the ground from the violent impact! The ball was poked away by Yan Yuan's toe! A huge movement! The referee's whistle blew almost simultaneously!

He ran over and gave Yan Yuan a yellow card!

They believed the movement was excessive and suspected it of pushing someone.

This is Yan Yuan's first yellow card in his career.

Perhaps because his mentor had been so enthusiastic the past two days, Yan Yuan was indeed quite excited during this match.

"Yellow card?! Yan Yuan's chase back was crucial! The action was indeed big, but if it hadn't been a foul, it would have been a sure goal! Slow-motion replays show that Yan Yuan did touch the ball first!" The commentator defended Yan Yuan.

Maguire rushed over and pulled Yan Yuan up, slapping him hard on the back with his huge hand: "Well done, buddy! Your chasing and defense is better than a professional guard's!"

Yan Yuan was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

He glanced at the clock and his mentor on the sidelines.

His running distance in this match has exceeded 9 kilometers! That's incredibly taxing!

Nagelsmann was both happy and troubled. He was happy because his protégé had always satisfied him, but troubled because the boy had pushed himself too hard today.

Therefore, Nashman instructed his assistant coach to convey to Yan Yuan from the sidelines that he should reduce his tracking back and conserve his energy.

The game has reached the 70-minute mark.

The relentless attacks failed to produce results and instead exhausted the Borussia Mönchengladbach players' last bit of energy.

Hoffenheim maintained possession firmly and began patiently passing the ball laterally in their own half.

22 consecutive passes!

De Jong is Hoffenheim's key playmaker; every touch of the ball is delicate and precise. He passes the ball back and forth with Maguire, Vogt, and Nordtveit.

The ball seemed glued to his feet.

Borussia Mönchengladbach forwards Vestergaard, Rafael, and others could only chase the ball in vain, making a lot of meaningless back-and-forth sprints.

The physical fitness milestone has been reached.

Impatience was written all over the faces of the Borussia Mönchengladbach players.

In the 71st minute, Zakaria, in an attempt to stop Amiri's forward pass, had no choice but to kick him from behind.

The referee promptly showed a yellow card!

This is Zakaria's second yellow card this season, and he's starting to become hesitant and timid in his actions!

Hoffenheim sensed that Borussia Mönchengladbach's defense was about to snap.

In the 79th minute, Jansen attempted to force his way past Kaderabek on the right wing.

But Hoffenheim's right-back was as solid as a rock, accurately anticipating Jansen's change of pace and direction, and cleanly intercepting the ball with his foot.

"Kaderbek, clean and decisive interception!" Kaderabek didn't hesitate, looking up and instantly finding his target.

A precise low, straight pass!

The ball flew like an arrow across the center line and struck towards Borussia Mönchengladbach's empty left flank.

"Yan Yuan gets the ball! One-on-one attack! Again on the right flank!" The commentator's voice became excited again.

This time, Borussia Mönchengladbach reacted even faster.

Zakaria, like a mad bull, charged in from the middle to cover the defense.

He didn't want to give Yan Yuan another chance to use magic!

He's going to block it in the ribs!

Yan Yuan's speed did not decrease in the slightest.

Just as Zakaria was about to get close, he once again unleashed his signature move.

He took a step forward with his right foot, feigning an inside cut, but Zakaria, being experienced, didn't fully shift his weight, only slightly moving towards the inside to block him.

Yan Yuan used the same trick again, his supporting left ankle twisting explosively, his body twisting counterclockwise in a familiar manner.

He lifted his right foot, the instep taut and pointing outwards, as if he were about to make that fatal scrape and change of direction again.

"That move again!" Zakaria's pupils contracted sharply.

The image of Elvedi being humiliated in the first half flashed through my mind.

Almost instinctively, he lunged to his right to block, risking everything! He completely lost his balance.

However, this was only the first half of Yan Yuan's feint.

Yan Yuan had already shifted his center of gravity, but his right foot, though raised, did not actually rotate outward.

Just as the ball was about to touch his foot, his ankle gave a slight twitch.

The movement instantly transformed from a flashy and unpredictable outward spin into a simple, abrupt stop and sideways pull.

With the inside of his foot, he steadily pulled the ball back.

Zakaria's massive body was completely misjudged due to his gamble-like defensive maneuver.

He tried to adjust himself awkwardly, but tripped and fell!

Pfft!

The enormous body, like an out-of-control truck, crashed and overturned on the slippery grass.

He fell flat on his back, looking extremely disheveled.

"Unbelievable!!! Zakaria was faked out!!! He didn't anticipate the right move!!" the commentator exclaimed incredulously.

Yan Yuan didn't even use the second stage of the Luanwei Spin.

With just a realistic decoy move and a simple sudden stop and change of direction, he completely overwhelmed the still-trembling Zakaria.

Hesitation leads to defeat; this saying is very apt for Zakaria right now.

Center-back Elvedi was cautiously observing Yan Yuan's next move.

Zakaria was unexpectedly faked out so easily, and he was shocked. He hurriedly stepped forward to cover, but in his hasty start,

The grass is slippery!

"Thud!" Elvedi also lost his footing and staggered, almost falling over.

Although he managed to stay upright, his center of gravity was completely out of control.

Yan Yuan keenly spotted the enormous gap in the middle lane. Without the slightest hesitation, in the instant Zakaria fell to the ground and Elvedi awkwardly adjusted his center of gravity, he gently pushed with the instep of his right foot!

A low, perfectly paced but deadly cross swept across the far post!

"Pass across!! To the back post!!!"

After being faked out and scrambling to his feet, Zakaria watched in despair as the ball slipped past his legs.

Gnabry cut inside from the left at high speed and unleashed a powerful shot to meet the incoming ball.

That shot was too close to the goal! Sommer once again displayed godlike reflexes, diving to his side for a spectacular save!

"Sommer! He's lunged out again!!" The commentator's voice carried a hint of lament.

But this time, the ball wasn't knocked far enough away.

It didn't go out of bounds; it bounced off the edge of the penalty area.

Near the penalty spot, a slender and agile figure appeared like a ghost!

De Jong!

His sense of smell for the second landing point was astonishingly sharp.

He didn't try to adjust his ball control during his high-speed forward run; he simply met the rebounding ball head-on.

With his left foot fully extended, he made a steady push, aiming for the bottom right corner of the goal.

At this point, Sommer was still in the position to save Gnabry's shot, and his body was completely unable to make a second save.

They could only watch helplessly as the ball skimmed the grass, grazed the inside of the goalpost, and rolled into the net.

"Goooooooooal!!!!!! De Jong!!! A rebound shot!! Hoffenheim!! 2-0!!! Victory secured!!!" The commentator went absolutely wild! "This goal was absolutely decisive! From Kaderabek's interception, to Yan Yuan's brilliant feat of dribbling past two key defenders to create the opportunity, and then De Jong's fatal finish!!! A perfect attacking finish! Yan Yuan! Once again the key creator!"

The enormous sound overwhelmed Rhein-Neckar.

All the Hoffenheim players rushed to the west stand to celebrate wildly!

Maguire picked up De Jong in one scoop.

Vogt rushed over and roughly ruffled Yan Yuan's hair.

"Well done! Robot!" De Jong shouted Yan Yuan's nickname.

Yan Yuan laughed and pointed at De Jong, saying that no matter how fancy his passes were, the key was that De Jong ultimately put the ball into the goal.

Borussia Mönchengladbach's morale has been completely shattered after their utter collapse.

They went all in, betting everything on this one move.

In the 84th minute, a corner kick was punched out of the penalty area by Baumann.

The Hoffenheim players, who had possession of the ball on the perimeter, remained calm and passed it back to the right wing. Kaderabek spotted a huge space and launched a long pass.

Uth was like a bridgehead in the middle of the attacking third, overpowering Elvedi and leaping high.

Instead of heading the ball towards the goal, he used a beautiful flick-on header at the near post to send the ball further forward and into the open space of the penalty area.

"Ute flicks it on!!! Great ball! Offside broken!!!" The commentator's voice was very excited.

At this moment, Yan Yuan was hovering near the center circle in the opponent's half of the court.

In the instant Ute contested the header, he keenly glanced at the linesman's position.

Then, the moment the ball was headed into the open space, he took off running again, charging forward through the huge gap left by the Mönchengladbach defense.

"Terminator!! Yan!!!" The entire venue erupted.

Yan Yuan was far ahead of the competition. His long-term focused training and the physical fitness benefits of Tai Chi have kept his physical condition in excellent condition.

He caught up with the ball and created a textbook one-on-one opportunity.

He then charged into the penalty area at high speed, facing Sommer who had come out of his goal to challenge him.

"Yan, calm down! You must calm down!" Nagelsmann clenched his fists on the sidelines and said nervously in a low voice. This scene made him unable to stand still.

Yan Yuan dribbled the ball towards Sommer, his speed showing no sign of slowing down.

Just as the two were about to clash, Sommer subconsciously lowered his center of gravity, trying to expand the area of ​​the blockade!

At that moment, Yan Yuan once again demonstrated his killer instincts and extraordinary composure.

He raised his right foot as if to unleash a powerful shot, and Sommer instinctively shifted his weight to the left to prepare for the save.

In those fractions of a second, Yan Yuan's raised right ankle snapped shut with lightning speed!

Although the movement was minimal, he deftly flicked the ball from the outside of his left foot to the left side of his body.

The ball's trajectory changed!

step!

Two steps!

Yan Yuan easily shifted his weight with his left foot, completely shaking off Zomo.

Before me lay a massive, empty doorway!

Composure! Utter composure!

Yan Yuan even had time to look up at the upper right corner of the goal.

After confirming the position, he stretched his body and used the arch of his left foot to push out steadily, creating a perfect, scalpel-like line.

It hangs close to the grass, straight down into a dead corner.

Even though Sommer stretched out his arms the moment he lost his balance and fell, it was all in vain!

"Goooooooooooal!!!! Yan Yuan!!! 3-0!!! Completely killing the game!!! Hoffenheim's three goals ended Mönchengladbach's victory!!! Yan Yuan's individual goal! From calm to ruthless! A perfect one-on-one situation!!!" The commentators were completely in a frenzy!

The deafening cheers nearly lifted the stadium roof off.

"Yan! Yan! Yan!" More than 30,000 fans chanted his name hysterically.

His teammates rushed in from all directions and tackled him, piling him up like a human mountain.

Nagelsmann clenched his fists and jumped up and down three times in excitement on the sidelines, waving his arms vigorously.

The final score was 3-0.

The moment the final whistle blew, the place turned into a sea of ​​joy.

Surrounded by his teammates, Yan Yuan walked to the sidelines and thanked the enthusiastic home fans in the stands.

Nagelsmann was waiting for him at the entrance to the players' tunnel, his face beaming with undisguised pride. He reached out and vigorously ruffled his beloved student's sweat-soaked hair.

All the praise is left unsaid.