Yi Zhe even found Zidane alone before the game and told him to pay attention to Schuerle. Zidane's reaction was full of surprise: "Yi Zhe, I know he used to be your teammate, but...he is really Is he very strong? I think he is not as good as you."
Zidane's words made Yi Zhe dumbfounded: "Thank you sir for your trust. Maybe you have only noticed me, but he is really strong. It is best to have some special care for him."
Yi Zhe really didn't think anyone could really be that strong. Even if he faced the Melo twins as opponents, there would be no trouble. But this was really different. He was the only one who knew Xuerle's trump card and how many cheat carriers there were. Strong, but such a weird fact cannot be said.
The good news is that Zidane listened to his words and rearranged the positions of the three midfielders in the starting lineup that day, changing the triangle position into a parallel position. Yi Zhe's position is close to the right side. wing.
"Gentlemen, all attention!"
In the dressing room of the Dortmund West (Fallen) Stadium, Zidane showed everyone Schürrle's game projection and reminded Marcelo: "This is Andre Schürrle, easy My former teammate at Wolfsburg, I will focus on him today. Yi, including you. Since this is what you proposed, can you set an example for everyone?"
Yi Zhe smiled and nodded. He stood up and glanced at Marcelo: "Silva, you have to be more honest in this game. Don't overdo the assists, do you understand?"
"easy……"
Marcelo had a grimace on his face, and his expression was almost like that of an Internet-addicted teenager who was told by his parents to disconnect from the Internet. He couldn't press forward to assist? Wouldn't that cost you your life?
"Listen to me, I promise you won't regret it."
"Yi, I listen to you."
Seeing that the other party had promised well, Yi Zhe felt that there should be no problem. After all, he is still the main left back of the five-star Brazil. He is not a rookie and should be able to distinguish the priorities.
When Yi Zhe stood on the court again, even the Dortmund commentator looked at him like an old acquaintance.
"Yi is back! He shouldn't be here. It's really hard to believe that a team can have both Yi and Cristiano."
At this time, the focus of the camera was chasing Yi Zhe and Xu Erle, and the two people met on the court.
"Andre, do you still have your abilities?"
Xu Erle laughed and hugged Yi Zhe directly: "Yi, although I thank you for the changes you have brought to me, I will not hold back. I finally get rid of your halo."
"Great, this is what I've been waiting for!"
…
Dortmund coach Tuchel was not timid at all. He set up a 4-3-3 formation to match Real Madrid's home attack. However, from the beginning, Yi Zhe and Modric pressed the offensive line to the edge of the penalty area.
Modric played a one-on-one short pass with Yi Zhe in the middle to tear apart the defense in the middle. Modric pushed the ball to Benzema's feet, and the French forward held the Greek center defender Papasta behind him. Sopoulos made a wonderful pass with his heel to Yi Zhe behind him. After receiving the ball, Yi Zhe took advantage of the situation and aimed a straight pass to Ronaldo in front of the left side of the penalty area.
"Cristiano!
!
! "
Unfortunately, Ronaldo's kick was directly blocked by Dortmund goalkeeper Burki with his body. Polish central defender Piszczek picked up the ball from the outside and made a diagonal pass directly to Real Madrid's left frontcourt.
Only then did Yi Zhe have time to turn his head and take a look. He found that Marcelo's position had already passed the center circle, and it seemed that he was rushing to defend Xuerle.
"Fuck!"
Yi Zhe cursed secretly and suddenly felt bad.
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Schürrle pulled the ball and turned around, holding Marcelo on his back and heading straight towards the Real Madrid penalty area along the left wing!
"Andre Schürrle, he's so fast!"
"Xu Erle! After all, this is Yi Zhe's former teammate. Having been blessed by Yi Zhe's abilities, he is definitely not a simple character, hahahaha!"
He Wei's statement that Xu Erle had been blessed by Yi Zhe's ability was just a joking metaphor, but he would never have thought that this was the truth.
Schürrle cut in along the wing, accelerated past Ramos, changed direction and passed Varane, and changed direction directly into the penalty area!
"Andre! This is Andre now! For him, crossing Real Madrid's defense is like crossing the road in the early morning!"
Yi Zhe's position was close to the frontcourt. At this time, he could only watch Xuerle rush into the penalty area and kick off Navas.
Fortunately, Navas was brave enough to save the ball out of bounds with one palm.
"Silva..."
Just as Yi Zhe was about to run up and say something, Marcelo immediately explained with an aggrieved look: "This guy is like a bison, Yi, you can't blame me, Wolfsburg players don't talk like this." Does it make sense?”
Yi Zhe suddenly didn't know what to say. It seemed that it was really his fault. He wanted to tell Marcelo that he regretted it.
"bvb!"
"bvb!"
In the iconic cheers of the West (Fallen) Stadium, Dortmund midfielder Castro intercepted the ball and passed the ball to Schürrer's right wing again. Marcelo continued on this side. Pulling, pulling, and fighting for speed are a bit difficult to withstand the opponent's start.
Fortunately, Yi Zhe was smart this time and did not lose his position when he pressed forward to attack. Now he immediately covered the wing.
Xuerle got rid of Marcelo and then faced Yi Zhe, and the close-up shot came over immediately.
"Yi Zhe is watching Xuerle!"
"This is a duel from the Wolfsburg training ground, hahahaha!"
The momentum in the Westfalen South Stand obviously became more enthusiastic. Yi Zhe stared at Schürrle and whistled at him.
"Come on! Andre!",
In the next second, Xuerle accelerated and took a big step forward with the ball in front of Yi Zhe. Yi Zhe couldn't help but laugh. According to the results of the system simulation, he could imagine what Xuerle would do next. ——Step directly, change direction, get stuck...
However, as soon as Yi Zhe's legs stepped out, the next second he found Xuerle kicking from the frontcourt and shooting towards the goal.
"Um???"
Yi Zhe subconsciously turned his head, his face full of shock. The simulation given by the system had never been like this before!
Are there times when plug-ins are not reliable?
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Yi Zhe saw this lob shot that seemed to be passed and shot over Navas' volleying outstretched arm and plummeted into the goal.
“Andre—toooooooor!
!
!
!
"
The atmosphere at the Westphalia Stadium was instantly detonated.
Yi Zhe's eyes changed when he looked at Xu Erle.
"So damn... strong."
When he uttered the last word, Yi Zhe felt the real urge to curse for the first time on the court.
