Perfect Center

Chapter 156: Fire from the center circle!
"The first half is over!"

"Both sides walked into the locker room with a score of 0-0!"

"Dortmund fired 16 shots in the first half, 7 of which were on target! But they still couldn't break through Hannover 96's gate! Zieler and his defense successfully defended the goal!"

"Xia Han's shots after the shocking goal lacked a bit of luck and he missed the goal! Mkhitaryan's performance was excellent, and his form in this game has quickly improved and he is already bursting with energy!"

Inside the locker room of Hannover 96.

Thomas Schaaf had a very calm expression on his face. He first applauded the players, saying that they played very well in the first half and should continue in the second half.

The style of this game is somewhat different from his previous styles.

When Schaff was in Frankfurt, his motto was attack, attack, and attack!

After coming to Hannover 96, the offense was unable to score a goal. Although it could cause threats, there were not many offensive opportunities.

What's more, Dortmund's recent number of goals is staggering, so in this away game, after being shocked by Xia Han's long-range shot, Schaff adopted a strategy of intensive defense and a bus formation, and the formation gradually retreated, like 10-0-0.

On the other side, in Dortmund’s locker room.

Tuchel's expression was not very good.

"Be more stable in the second half and don't be as impatient as you were in the last stage of the first half."

"Xia, we'll still need your long-range shots to break the game in the second half, but like I said, don't be too impatient and stay calm."

Xia Han nodded seriously. The long period of failure in the first half made him a little impatient.

The half-time break is a good time to rest and adjust your mindset.

Tuchel pulled over the small tactical blackboard next to him, waved the flag quickly, and explained the tactical arrangements for the second half of the game.

"We will give victory to every fan who comes to the stadium!"

"Okay, take this time to have a good rest."

After Tuchel arranged the tactics for the second half, he asked the players to take time to rest.

There is still a whole second half left, and Tuchel still believes that he will win at home.

"Good evening, audience friends! Welcome back!"

"Now we are broadcasting live the 2015st match of the 16/21 Bundesliga season!"

"The second half of Dortmund vs. Hannover 96!"

"Under the guidance of the referee team, the players from both teams returned to the green field!"

"Neither team made any substitutions during the halftime break and maintained the lineups from the first half!"

On the center circle line.

Xia Han saw Zieler standing in front from a distance, talking to his teammates on the back line.

"You will kick off later, and when the game starts, just pass the ball to me." Xia Han leaned close to Mkhitaryan and said in a low voice.

Mkhitaryan looked at Xia Han with a little surprise, not knowing what Xia Han was going to do, but it was not a big deal, so he nodded and said, "No problem!"

"Thank you very much!" Xia Han smiled brightly.

After the halftime break, there was continuous cheering from the stands around the Westfalen Stadium. People sang songs and waved flags, cheering for the players on the field!
Amid the cheers of Dortmund fans, players from both teams were in their positions, waiting for the kick-off.

"Hey, didn't Xia Han kick off for Dortmund in the second half?" "Mkhitaryan was stepping on the ball on the center circle, and Xia Han was standing a little further away from him!"

The sharp-eyed commentator saw the positions of Xia Han and Mkhitaryan and said something strange.

The commentator didn't pay too much attention to it. He was also thinking in his heart when Xia Han could score a goal.

Beep!
The referee blew the whistle to kick off!

Mkhitaryan did as Xia Han said and pushed the ball lightly sideways.

Xia Han felt as if time had slowed down a bit. The scene of firing from the center circle played in his mind. After getting this template, he also practiced a lot.

The success rate is pitifully low.

The football was gently passed to him by Mkhitaryan, Xia Han's eyes seemed to shine and he rushed towards the football!

He swung his right foot and hit the football hard with the instep of his right foot!
boom! ! !
A loud bang echoed through the sky of Westfalen Stadium!

It was as if thunder suddenly roared! Wind and thunder were surging!
The sound of the football shook the ears of all the spectators in the stadium!

Weigl on the bench looked at Xia Han's shot in shock. He remembered Xia Han's repeated shots from the center circle on the training ground.

"Mkhitaryan kicks off!"

"Gently push the ball sideways to Xia Han!"

"Xia Han receives...shoots, shoots?!!"

The commentator's tone was filled with disbelief. A direct shot from the center circle?!
All the spectators watching the game only felt a white lightning rising from the center circle!

Across the entire stadium!

Like a cannonball filled with tremendous force, it flew straight into the goal!
On the center circle line, thunder suddenly struck!

At the moment the kick-off whistle sounded, Hannover 96 played superbly in the first half. Zieler, who seemed to be possessed by a goalkeeper, was standing on the penalty area line, repeating the arrangements made by Schaff in the second half with his two central defender teammates.

"Stay focused! Stay alert!" Ziller was still talking to Milosevic.

Then he suddenly saw a black shadow gradually appear in front of him.

"Football? Football!" After seeing the football suddenly become bigger, Zieler realized that it was Xia Han's direct shot!

He saw the trajectory of the flying football and quickly stepped back, trying to grab the football. When Zieler retreated to the penalty spot, the football had already arrived over the penalty area of ​​Hannover 96 with the sound of thunder and wind!
Faced with the football that was getting closer and closer, Zieler could only try to jump. He had no intention of kicking the football out directly. What he thought was that as long as he could touch the football and change its flight trajectory, it would be enough!
But all this disappeared after Zieler jumped.

Zieler pushed the grass hard, used all his strength, jumped high up, and threw his hands out at the same time. His hands had been stretched to the limit, but they still couldn't touch the surface of the football.

The wishful jump could not stop the flight of the football. After failing to touch the surface of the football, Zieler had only one thought left in his mind, that is, he hoped that the crossbar of the Westfalen Stadium, which had performed so well in the first half, would continue to show its power!

After the football passed Zieler's outstretched hand, it fell rapidly, as if drawing a graceful arc in mid-air!

As the fans in the stadium watched nervously, the football slowly fell and then fell into the goal!

The entire Westfalen Stadium fell into deathly silence after the football entered the goal.

All the sounds at the scene stopped abruptly!

It seemed as if all of them were wiped out by Xia Han's shot from the center circle!

(End of this chapter)