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

As Qin Feng boarded the flight back to Germany, behind him was the entire bustling Eastern world.

National Hero! Qin Feng scores and assists in his debut, leading China to a 2-0 victory over Thailand!

Red 37's long-distance raid has made the dormant dragon roar once more!

Perrin: He is the answer we've been waiting for for ten years!

The fans' adoration, stemming from a profound sense of honor ingrained in his blood, enveloped him like a warm ocean current. But high in the sky, as the plane pierced through the clouds and the sunlight streaming through the windows, it was quickly replaced by a cold, intense atmosphere called "competition."

On his phone was a text message from Reus: "Well done, Chinese hero. But don't forget, there's a throne waiting for us to seize."

Qin Feng smiled and turned off his phone. He carefully folded the bright red No. 37 jersey and placed it deep inside his suitcase. Then, he took out a yellow and black jersey.

Yes, I'm home. Back to another, even more brutal war.

……

When Qin Feng reappeared at the Dortmund training base, the air was filled with the unique atmosphere of the decisive day.

The first to charge forward was "Grand Cross" Grosskreutz.

"Look who's back! The hero who conquered Asia!" He gave Qin Feng a solid bear hug, so strong it felt like he was going to break his bones. "That run! It was fucking awesome! Did you use all the energy you'd saved up in the Bundesliga on that?"

"Kevin," Captain Kyle walked over, interrupting the commotion at Grand Cross. His eyes were serious yet gratified. "Welcome back. We all saw your performance and are proud of you."

He paused, his tone becoming extremely solemn.

"Now, take off that red uniform. The war isn't over yet."

Everyone fell silent.

On the tactics board at the training ground, the Bundesliga standings were enlarged to the most prominent position.

1. Bayern Munich - 75 points

2. Borussia Dortmund - 74 points

Qin Feng looked at the number and quickly calculated it in his mind.

"Theoretically, Stuttgart's chances of getting points at the Allianz Arena are less than 5%, especially given that they need to fight to avoid relegation while Bayern also needs three points to secure the title... But football is never pure mathematics."

Klopp slowly walked to the center of the locker room.

"Congratulations, Qin. You have won honor for your country." His opening remarks were calm and sincere. "Now, forget about it."

He slammed his fist on the tactical board with a loud "bang"!

"Look at this! One point! Just one point short! We fought all season, fought our way back from the Bernabéu, crawled back from Stamford Bridge! Not to watch those Munich bastards lift the salad platter in front of us at the end!"

He pointed out the window, where a thunderous singing voice was coming from.

"Outside, there are 80,000 brothers standing with us! They haven't given up! What right do you have to give up?!"

"The championship! It wasn't won through math! It was won with our teeth, bit by bit, bit by bit, from the throats of those bastards in Munich!"

"Now, get out! For ourselves! For this burning lava! Win this damn game!"

……

"beep--!"

When the referee blew the whistle to start the match, the Westfalen Stadium transformed into a churning, roaring volcano!

From the start of the match, Dortmund displayed an overwhelming momentum!

Nineteenth minute!

In midfield, Kehl made a precise tackle to clear the ball! After receiving the ball, Gundogan spotted Qin Feng, who had already started his run on the left wing, and launched a long pass!

Qin Feng controlled the ball firmly with his chest and faced Hoffenheim's full-back.

start up!

He slammed the ball forward, his entire body surging forward like a jet engine with its boosters ignited, his leg muscles unleashing terrifying power!

Striding forward!

Every step he took was like stepping on a drumbeat, carrying unparalleled rhythm and power, a pure speed crushing! Hoffenheim's full-back tried to intercept from the side, but he only felt a gust of wind pass by, and couldn't even touch the opponent's jersey!

"They overtook us!!! That was an unreasonable and forceful overtaking maneuver!!!"

The commentator's voice suddenly rose in pitch!

On the edge of the penalty area! Facing the center-back Süle who came to cover, Qin Feng, while running at high speed, flicked the ball outward with the outside of his right foot, and then followed up with his left foot to cut the ball inward!

A simple sudden stop and change of direction!

Süle's massive body was thrown off balance by the immense inertia.

"The second one!!! He went past again!!!"

One-on-one!

With just one step away from the goalkeeper, he swung his right leg!

A powerful shot! Near the corner!

boom!

The football, like a cannonball, whistled through the air and slammed into the top of the net just past the goalkeeper's ear!

1-0!

"Goooooooooooooooooooooal!!!"

"Qin Feng!!! It's Qin Feng again!!! He opened the door to victory for Dortmund!!!"

The Westfalen Stadium exploded! Eighty thousand fans were screaming his name wildly! The roar of eighty thousand people almost ripped his eardrums, but he felt as if the blood in his body was on fire!

Just ten minutes later!

Qin Feng once again attracted the attention of two defenders on the left wing, but just before the double team was formed, he used a deceptive backheel flick to pass the ball to the middle!

Reus arrived and, without stopping the ball, unleashed a long-range shot! The ball arced beautifully into the top corner!

2: 0!

The Dortmund players were celebrating wildly, but everyone's eyes were involuntarily drawn to the huge scoreboard on the sidelines.

There, the score of another match was displayed in a glaring way:

Bayern Munich 1:0 Stuttgart.

The goal scorer is Thomas Müller.

Qin Feng's heart sank.

"It's that 'second child' again. His positioning is simply unreasonable; he always seems to appear in the most dangerous spots. Guardiola has truly brought him to life."

The soaring momentum of the Westfalenstadion seemed to be doused with a bucket of cold water.

……

The second half began with the teams switching sides.

Dortmund maintained firm control of the game, but the players' legs seemed to be made of lead. Reus's signature cut-in and long-range shot went over the bar due to excessive force; Lewandowski finally received a cross in the penalty area, but was tightly marked by the opposing defender as he turned, without even a chance to shoot.

My lungs were burning; every breath tasted of rust. The songs from the south stand gradually faded from soaring battle hymns to scattered sighs.

Despair, like a thick, dark cloud, began to hang over the Westfalen Stadium.

Eighty minutes.

The air at the Westfalenstadion was so heavy it felt almost tangible.

Klopp's frenzied passion on the sidelines was replaced by a cold stillness. He looked at the field, his eyes filled with deep helplessness.

Is the championship really slipping away?

Just then!

Qin Feng received the pass back in the attacking third. He looked up at the yellow stands that were beginning to fall silent, and then at the glaring 1-0 scoreline for Bayern on the scoreboard.

The stubbornness of being unappreciated and unwilling to accept it until death, which he had felt from his past life, surged wildly in his chest!

"No!"

"It's not over yet! Until the whistle blows, it's not over! Even if I don't win the championship, I'll die standing!"

He did not choose a secure return transmission!

Facing a double-team from two Hoffenheim defenders, he suddenly accelerated recklessly, squeezing through the gap between them! He even lost his balance and staggered a few steps in the process!

But he didn't fall! He kept the ball firmly under his feet, and then, outside the penalty area, facing the third defender coming to cover, he swung his right leg with all his might!

This is an unwilling roar against fate!

boom!

The ball, with unstoppable momentum, slammed into the crossbar of the goal with a deafening thud, and bounced high out of bounds!

The ball didn't go in.

But this loud bang struck the hearts of every silent Borussia Dortmund fan!

The south grandstand, that lifeless sea of ​​yellow, seemed to be awakened by this loud noise!

An elderly fan, who was leading the singing, looked at the back of the number 37 player on the field, who was panting and supporting himself on his knees due to exhaustion. Suddenly, he raised his scarf and shouted out the first line of the song in a hoarse voice!

Then, the second, the third...

The song has started again!

Moreover, they were no longer singing Borussia Dortmund's team anthem!

"Stuttgart!!! Stuttgart!!!"

The singing began to spread rapidly from a corner of the south stand! In an instant, the entire Westfalenstadion, filled with 80,000 Borussia Dortmund fans, was giving their most enthusiastic cheers to the team that was fighting for their destiny thousands of miles away!

Qin Feng looked up, listening to the deafening cheers, and smiled. He then faced the stands and pounded his fist on the team badge on his chest!

It's now!

It was as if they had heard this prayer from Westvall!

suddenly!

From a corner of the "yellow wall" in the south stand, where the players were singing, a heart-wrenching roar erupted, completely unrelated to the situation on the field!

A fan held up his phone, looking like a madman!

That roar, like a virus, instantly ignited the entire stadium!

"They've tied it!!! Stuttgart have tied it!!!"

"1:1!!! It's 1:1!!!"

This news was like a bolt of lightning that answered a prayer, splitting the dark clouds that had hung over Westvale!

The stadium, which was filled with tragic cheers just a moment ago, suddenly erupted with a tremendous roar that was ten or even a hundred times more powerful than any goal scored!

Klopp froze on the sidelines. He whirled around, grabbed assistant coach Buvac by the shoulder, and his eyes widened like saucers: "Confirm! Confirm it now!"

On the court, during a scramble for the ball, Kyle heard this deafening roar, paused in his movements, and his face was filled with disbelief.

Reus, who was on the defensive, saw the scoreboard and suddenly turned around, embracing Qin Feng tightly.

The Dortmund players on the field seemed to have been injected with divine power! Their exhausted energy was instantly replenished by an endless surge of adrenaline! The flame in their eyes was rekindled!

In the final ten minutes of the match, the Westfalen Stadium transformed into a sea of ​​joy and conviction!

The fans sang and danced, awaiting the final verdict!

"Beep! Beep! Beep—!"

The referee blew the final whistle for Dortmund! 3-0! A resounding victory!

Nobody's celebrating!

Everyone stopped what they were doing and fixed their eyes on the huge scoreboard!

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

one second...

Two seconds...

ten seconds...

The match in Munich is not over yet!

Klopp clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and muttered something under his breath. Qin Feng's heart pounded wildly like a war drum!

suddenly!

On the scoreboard, the sign indicating the game's progress, "In Progress," had been replaced by two cold German words:

The match is over (Spielende).

The score remained unchanged at that moment.

Bayern Munich 1-1 Stuttgart!

……

boom--!!!

The entire Westfalenstadion, accumulating ninety minutes of pressure, anticipation, despair, and hope throughout the season, transformed into a massive sonic boom powerful enough to lift the roof off, soaring into the sky!

Klopp charged onto the pitch like a madman!

Kyle, this tough guy, collapsed to his knees the moment the whistle blew, tears streaming down his face!

Da Shizi simply hoisted Qin Feng onto his shoulders and ran wildly around the court like a child!

"We are the champions!!! We are the champions!!!"

Qin Feng was lifted high into the air. Looking at the yellow ocean that had completely descended into madness, and at the faces of his teammates, some crying and some laughing, he couldn't help but roar to the sky!

Borussia Dortmund, 80 points!

Bayern Munich, 79 points!

In the final round of the 2013-2014 season, Borussia Dortmund snatched the Bundesliga title from Bayern Munich in the most thrilling way!

They made up for the regrets of history!

They created their own miracle!

They are the champions!

As the frenzied celebrations subsided, Qin Feng jumped off the shoulders of the Great Cross and found Royce, who was equally exhausted and tear-streaked.

They didn't speak, they just hugged each other tightly.

(P.S.: We are the champions!!!! Brothers, this book is about the national team, and they will participate in the Asian Cup later. No matter how disappointing the national football team is, I don't want to abandon the plot; I would feel guilty. The protagonist in my book must become a hero of China. So, brothers who mind this can choose to read it.)