Football: Start with the Kaka template, dominate the football field!

When the final whistle blew at Allianz Arena, the shock of that historic run was only just beginning to take hold.

The entire stadium presented a bizarre and polarized scene.

More than 70,000 Bayern Munich fans remained seated, seemingly unable to believe what had just happened. That once invincible sea of ​​red was now utterly silent.

Meanwhile, a small corner of the away team's stands was transformed into a yellow and black carnival inferno. Fans embraced, roared, and wept, expressing their immense joy at surviving a calamity and defeating their arch-rivals in the most primal way.

Qin Feng hadn't even had time to recover from the oxygen deprivation of the extreme sprint when his teammates, who were surging forward, pinned him to the bottom.

"You're a madman!!! You're an absolute madman!!!"

The roar of "Grand Cross" Grosskreutz exploded in his ears, a mixture of sobs and laughter.

Reuss's blond hair brushed against his face, while Lewandowski's iron hand pounded hard on his back.

He could smell the salty, damp sweat on his teammates and feel the intense trembling emanating from their bodies.

On the sidelines, Klopp rushed onto the pitch like a madman. He slid on his knees, pounded the ground, and roared! He expressed his immense joy at overturning his arch-rivals in the most primal way!

……

The mixed zone after the game became the focus of media attention worldwide.

As the losing side, Bayern's players all looked somber, but when facing reporters' microphones, they displayed the demeanor of Bundesliga champions.

"We lost, there's not much to say," Boateng said frankly. "That number 37, he's even faster and stronger than we saw on the video. He deserved those two goals."

Neuer, the world's number one goalkeeper, who was directly the backdrop to the game-winning goal, even showed a rare wry smile when asked about the last shot.

"I was trying to block all his shooting angles, but I didn't expect... he wasn't even trying to shoot." Neuer shook his head. "He wanted to get past me. When a player has that kind of confidence and guts in that moment, you can only pray to God. Obviously, tonight's God was wearing a yellow and black jersey."

These words, coming from the world's number one goalkeeper, are undoubtedly the highest affirmation of Qin Feng's performance.

……

The storm surrounding this match swept across the globe with terrifying speed the following day.

The front pages of all sports media outlets were dominated by the same image—Qin Feng, shirtless, roaring to the sky in the Allianz Arena.

Kicker's headline: "The New King of the Allianz Arena!"

The Spanish newspaper Marca used an almost repentant tone: "Tears at the Bernabéu: We let go of a king who should have belonged here!"

This report was like a bomb, causing a huge earthquake within Real Madrid.

The atmosphere in Chairman Florentino's office was oppressively tense. He stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray, and on the table in front of him lay an agenda for an emergency meeting.

"An explanation! I need an explanation!" Florentino's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable pressure. "How could a player we labeled 'glass-prone' manage to sprint 80 meters and score a game-winning goal in the highest level of Bundesliga competition? What were our medical team and our youth academy director doing?!"

In the conference room, the head of the medical team looked ashen-faced, while the youth training director kept his head down and remained silent.

In the end, it was Zidane who stepped up.

"Mr. Chairman, the responsibility lies with me." His voice was hoarse but calm. "It was my final decision. Based on the medical report, I made a... wrong judgment."

He did not shirk responsibility, nor did he defend himself.

This master of artistry on the field demonstrated his legendary status at this moment.

He shouldered all the pressure alone.

After the meeting, Zidane locked himself in his office and repeatedly watched the video of that match.

He watched the boy, in the final second of the game, how he sprinted from his own penalty area all the way to the opponent's goal like a tireless beast.

Involuntarily, Zidane recalled the scene from 1998 when he led the French team to victory over Brazil in the World Cup final on home soil. Back then, he too was admired by the world.

At Real Madrid's training ground, Cristiano Ronaldo was surrounded by reporters after training.

"Cristiano, did you watch the German Derby last night? What are your thoughts on Qin Feng, the Chinese player who also came through Real Madrid's youth academy?"

Cristiano Ronaldo picked up a towel and wiped his sweat. Of course he had seen the goal; his incredible run of the century had amazed him.

"An incredible goal." Ronaldo smiled at the camera, flashing his signature smile. "He's very fast and very brave. I heard he also came from Real Madrid? Great. I look forward to the day when I can truly compete against him in the Champions League."

The endorsement from a top superstar has propelled Qin Feng's name to new heights once again.

……

This victory goes beyond the level of competition.

Qin Feng's name, and his legendary goal, quickly went viral, spreading like wildfire across social media worldwide.

In faraway China, this frenzy reached its peak.

CCTV's flagship sports program, "Football Night," even produced an emergency half-hour special episode titled "Yellow Lightning, Slicing Through the Allianz Arena."

With his poetic voice, host He Wei connected Qin Feng's sprint with decades of waiting and anticipation for Chinese football.

"The moment Qin Feng started his run from his own penalty area, he carried on his shoulders perhaps more than just the hope of a counterattack. Behind him were the expectant eyes of millions, and the long-dormant dream of a nation's football..."

After the program aired, Hupu Sports' servers crashed for the second time in its history because of a football player.

Fans frantically "dug up" everything about Qin Feng, digging up all the old news about him being abandoned by Real Madrid and being ridiculed as a "glass man" by domestic media, and then "purging" them one by one.

The ID that once boasted "I'll do a handstand and wash my hair if Qin Feng scores 5 goals" has been turned into countless memes by netizens and spread across the internet.

Qin Feng's personal influence is expanding at an incredible speed.

The most direct reaction came from Borussia Dortmund itself.

The morning after the El Clásico ended, while Qin Feng was still catching up on sleep in his apartment, there was a knock on his door.

Standing at the door were his agent, José García, and the club's CEO, Hans-Joachim Watzke.

Watzke wore a kind and amiable smile, a smile that resembled that of an old fox who had spotted a plump prey.

Good morning, Qin. Did I disturb your rest?

"Mr. Watzke? Mr. Garcia?" Qin Feng was somewhat surprised.

"Qin, sit down." Watzke entered the room, gestured for Qin Feng to sit down, and then placed a file folder on the table. "I've come to give you a gift, a gift you deserve."

Qin Feng opened the file bag with a puzzled look and took out the files inside.

The first line, with its enormous title, stunned him instantly.

Professional Player Contract Renewal Agreement

He flipped to the most crucial section on salary, and the numbers there made his heart skip a beat.

Weekly wage: 5 euros!

"This is a unanimous decision by the club and the board." Watzke smiled with satisfaction as he looked at Qin Feng's shocked expression. "You earned this contract with your performance."

"To be honest," he leaned forward slightly, his tone becoming serious, "that goal last night is worth far more than this contract. The commercial value and global prestige it brought to the club are immeasurable in monetary terms."

"We believe this is just the beginning. Dortmund will be the best platform for you to become a world-class superstar."

Watzke's words were full of a businessman's shrewdness, but also full of absolute affirmation of Qin Feng's value.

The injury-prone player, bought for 500 million euros, has become the core of the team and the focus of attention worldwide in less than three months.

This investment has already yielded a huge profit!

Now, what they need to do is use a sky-high contract to firmly bind this promising talent to the Dortmund juggernaut!

……

Amidst the commotion, Qin Feng returned to the Blakel training base immediately after signing the new contract.

The team gave him two days off, but he didn't rest.

He needs to immediately assess the significant improvement this match has brought him.

The system interface clearly reflects the huge gains from this match.

【Ding! 】

[Host detected to have completed an epic highlight performance: the "El Clásico century-defining sprint and decisive goal"...]

Template integration accuracy increased by 7%!

[...Current template integration level: 31%!]

[Skill List]

[Long-distance raid (C)]

[Explosive Power (C+)]

[Sprint Shot (D+)]

In one match, the integration rate increased to 31%!

When he stepped onto the training field again and sprinted with the ball, he immediately felt the difference!

The upgrade of the [Long-Distance Raid] skill from C- to C- brings about a qualitative change!

He felt as if he and the football had become one! It was no longer "he running with the ball," but "the ball following him"!

He can even make smaller, more deceptive changes of direction while sprinting at high speed!

To verify this, he proactively approached the team's defensive linchpin, Mats Hummels, during training.

"Matz, how about a one-on-one?"

Hummels paused for a moment, then laughed: "Alright, kid, let's see if that trick you used at the Allianz Arena works on me."

As a result, in a high-speed head-on confrontation, Qin Feng used an extremely slight change in rhythm to shake off Hummels' center of gravity and complete the breakthrough!

Although it was just training, the shock on Hummels' face was genuine.

"Your pace... has quickened," he exclaimed sincerely.

Qin Feng knew that this was just the beginning.

……

When the holiday ended and the teammates returned to the training base, the news of Qin Feng's sky-high new contract had already spread in the locker room.

No one was jealous. Everyone thought it was only natural.

"Hey, millionaire, shouldn't you treat us to a meal after training today?" Aubameyang laughed and put his arm around his neck.

"No problem, South City Tavern, it's on me!" Qin Feng replied generously.

The locker room was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.