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Chapter 47 - Chapter 47: Erqier's ominous premonition

Werder Bremen, Weser Stadium.

Amidst the cheers of 50,000 people, Mesut Özil slowly walked out of the player tunnel, waving to the enthusiastic fans on the field.

As he looked around, his peripheral vision caught sight of an East Asian face in the queue on the other side.

Özil's mood instantly soured.

In the first leg at Dortmund's home stadium, Werder Bremen was leading by 2 goals, only to be overturned 3-2 by Dortmund.

The moment the offensive horn sounded was precisely when this guy came on as a substitute!

"This time, I will never lose to you again! I will have my revenge!"

Mesut Özil glared at Chen Tao with a fierce look.

Chen Tao was starting today, so he was in a pretty good mood.

Leading the young ball boy out of the player tunnel, Chen Tao felt like he was being stared at.

He looked back and saw Mesut Özil, like a frog, staring at him blankly with wide, round eyes.

Chen Tao had a deep impression of Özil; his footwork was good, and his passing was imaginative.

Generally, Chen Tao felt a kinship with technical players and would want to exchange jerseys after the match.

But Özil always had an uncomfortable aura about him.

In the future, he might even create some news.

Chen Tao wasn't particularly friendly towards him, just giving him a faint glance.

"Damn it! Is this guy provoking me?"

Mesut Özil was angry.

He absolutely had to teach this arrogant kid a lesson; he shouldn't think he can look down on others just because he's achieved a little!

...

"After the match started, Werder Bremen's playmaker Özil was very active."

"He transferred back to Werder Bremen from Schalke 04 this season and has gradually become the team's offensive core.

It is said that Löw's national team is considering temporarily adding Mesut Özil to the 2008 European Cup squad..."

"First, look at this ball! It's Özil again, a chip pass from outside the box!"

"Hugo Almeida!!! Header!!"

"It's a goal!!! Hugo—Hugo Almeida—"

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"In the 19th minute of the match, Özil assisted Hugo Almeida, taking the lead at home!"

"Werder Bremen 1-0 Dortmund!"

The injury situation in the defense still had a huge impact.

Dortmund's starting center-back, Croatia national team captain Robert Kovač, was out for 2 weeks with a thigh muscle strain.

The center-back pairing could only be 19-year-old Hummels and 23-year-old Daniel Gordon.

Daniel Gordon's recovery speed was very fast, but his defensive positioning was quite poor, and his defensive actions were still rough, making him prone to cards.

He was responsible for marking Hugo Almeida just now.

He was only focused on the ball and didn't notice that the 191cm Hugo Almeida had already jumped.

He allowed the Portuguese tall striker to head the ball in over his head!

"Falling behind again at the start..."

Chen Tao stood with his hands on his hips outside the box, sighing softly. What could he do?

He had already limited Werder Bremen's flanks, but Özil's chip passes were too subtle, and his teammates were leaving players unmarked in defense.

Chen Tao could only try to create an opening from the offensive end,

breaking through on the flank.

But Werder Bremen was clearly prepared this time, focusing on Chen Tao's right flank.

Whenever he got the ball near the midfield, they would foul him decisively, even resorting to tackles to prevent Chen Tao from getting started.

Chen Tao was subjected to collisions, holds, and tackles repeatedly, being fouled 7 times within 30 minutes!

He helped the team win 3 free kicks in the attacking third and earned Borowski a yellow card for the opponent,

but unfortunately, every time a breakthrough was made on the flank and a cross was delivered to the front of the goal, his teammates found it difficult to score.

Chen Tao also tried to dribble past the goalkeeper,

but this time, the Werder Bremen goalkeeper learned his lesson and simply stayed on the goal line without coming out!

Werder Bremen's defensive line was all concentrated inside the box, leaving Chen Tao with not much space to dribble.

"Chen, he receives the ball on the right, absolutely brilliant! A feint to shake off Daniel Jensen, then beats Frings, and a cut-back cross!"

"Nuri Şahin!!! Oh! He hesitated with the shot!"

Nuri Şahin knew Chen Tao was good at dribbling,

but he didn't expect him to be so good!

Two players on the sideline almost cornered Chen Tao, but he managed to break free!

And he created a very threatening pass.

Nuri Şahin's reaction was a split second too slow, and the ball was cleared by the covering Borowski.

Rosenberg got the ball in the attacking third, dribbling past Dortmund defender Daniel Gordon outside the box.

"Marcus—Rosenberg!!! The Swedish striker has scored!!!"

"A powerful long-range shot from outside the box extends their lead! Weidenfeller's dive couldn't stop the ball from going in!"

"Werder Bremen is once again leading Dortmund by 2 goals!"

At halftime, Werder Bremen led Dortmund 2-0.

Nearby, Schalke 04 was leading Hannover 96,

Wolfsburg was leading Nuremberg 1-0,

Stuttgart was leading Bayer Leverkusen 1-0...

If this score held, Dortmund would completely lose their Champions League qualification!

Their Europa League qualification was even in jeopardy, and they would finish in the middle of the League table this season, with no achievements.

According to pre-match predictions by German media, Werder Bremen's victory was considered normal.

"Dortmund's starting center-back and starting striker have been absent recently, making it difficult for them to contend with a full-strength Werder Bremen."

"Dortmund has done well enough this season, gaining many points thanks to the rising star Chen Tao.

However, it's difficult for the entire team to contend with the upcoming strong teams with just one 15-year-old kid..."

Today's match confirmed the media's statements.

Werder Bremen led 2-0 at halftime, and just after the start of the second half, in the 49th minute, Dortmund's defense made another mistake.

"Quick, you mark him! I'll cover Hugo Almeida!"

The 19-year-old center-back Hummels in the box had become the leader in the defense, directing his teammates to mark each opponent.

Werder Bremen's corner kick was taken, and Özil's inswinging ball curved and dropped into the box.

"Back post!"

Hummels judged the landing spot and turned to look immediately, his eyes blazing!

Daniel Gordon had made the same old mistake again, only watching the ball and not the player!

Opponent Rosenberg easily bypassed him and jumped for a header without any pressure!

"Marcus—Rosenberg!!!"

"Werder Bremen leads by 3 goals! Their home advantage is soaring!"

3-0!

The entire Dortmund team lost heart, and everyone hung their heads in lament.

Mesut Özil raised his arms and shouted, looking at Chen Tao with the posture of a victor.

"This time, I should have my revenge, right! Asian, I won!"

But Chen Tao didn't have time to look him in the eye,

instead, he was busy motivating his teammates, kicking Nuri Şahin's backside.

"What are you doing?"

"You said it yourself, if you can't score, you'll admit you're a scrub! My pass was so good just now!"

"I..."

Nuri Şahin was at a loss for words, unable to refute.

He was indeed a scrub.

But being mocked by Chen Tao always felt unpleasant!

"You wait! If you dare to pass again! If I don't score this time, I'll publicly admit on Facebook that I'm useless!"

"Okay, you keep your word!"

Chen Tao breathed a sigh of relief; Nuri Şahin finally got his spirits up.

The taunting method was cliché but effective.

Soon, Nuri Şahin sent a long pass from the backfield, directly finding Chen Tao on the flank.

The 3-0 lead caused Werder Bremen to become slightly complacent.

Chen Tao, with almost no effort, broke through Daniel Jensen on the flank and sharply cut inside towards the box!

"Dortmund's counterattack! It's Chen again! He's the only active player for Dortmund!"

"Facing center-back Naldo, Chen Tao attempts to break through with a step-over outside the box..."

"This ball! Amazing!"

Commentator Sauer's voice suddenly rose!

Chen Tao unexpectedly delivered a cut-back pass during his step-over!

Naldo was dazzled by his feint, and then saw the ball was gone!

Alertly turning his head, the yellow and black figure outside the box had already arrived, striking the ball on the run!

"Watch out!!"

Borowski and Frings simultaneously slid in,

but they were a step too late!

Chen Tao's pass was just right, Nuri Şahin didn't need to adjust his steps at all, comfortably swinging his right foot for a powerful shot!

Bang—

The ball, with a slight curve, whistled towards the goal!

"Gooooooal!!! A world-class goal!!"

"In the 61st minute of the second half, Dortmund pulls one back!"

3-1!

After scoring, Nuri Şahin wanted to go celebrate with Chen Tao, but Chen Tao had already slipped into the opponent's goal to retrieve the ball, quickly running towards the center circle.

Nuri Şahin simply stopped celebrating and quickly chased after Chen Tao.

"How about that, I told you I'd score!"

"My pass was so good, my grandmother could have scored it."

"Damn it!"

Nuri Şahin couldn't find any angle to refute; that ball just now was indeed very comfortable.

He noticed that Chen Tao's usual passing level was just average,

but the more he was double-teamed and surrounded, the more it ignited his fighting spirit, leading to flashes of brilliant passes.

He's truly an M-type freak!

Nuri Şahin couldn't out-argue Chen Tao, so he could only grumble inwardly.

Left winger Kuba didn't forget to add insult to injury:

"Chen is right, it was indeed his pass that made the goal."

"You guys are enough!!"

Nuri Şahin was furiously frustrated; it was clearly his goal!

Chen Tao, however, had no time for jokes with him. After placing the ball at the center circle, he, like a captain on the field, held up two fingers on his right hand.

"Two more goals! Let's try to come back!"

The excited Dortmund players followed Chen Tao back to their half,

with this goal, everyone's hope was rekindled!

In Captain Sebastian Kehl's eyes, Chen Tao seemed more like the team's spiritual leader than himself.

Who would have thought that a kid who was about to turn 16 would have such charisma?

"Come on! Guys! Chen is right, we can do anything! Because we are—"

"BVB! BVB! BVB!"

All the players put their arms around each other, forming a circle, their facial muscles twisted.

Their frenzied shouts almost broke through the noise of Werder Bremen's home stadium.

"Heja bvb—"

Even though Werder Bremen was leading 3-1,

Mesut Özil's heart sank. He suddenly had a premonition of ill fortune.

"Don't tell me we're going to be overturned again, are we?"

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