Football: He suffered a broken leg at the start of the game, but partnered with Haaland!

The television broadcast switched to the Songkhla Stadium, located on the outskirts of Bangkok.

Due to the special control policies, the spacious stands were empty, with only the blinding searchlights illuminating the lush green grass.

In the live broadcast studio of CCTV Sports Channel, He Wei picked up the starting lineup that had just been printed out and broadcast it to fans across the country at a very fast pace.

"Good evening, viewers. The first round of the group stage of the 2020 AFC U-23 Championship, the match between the Chinese Olympic team and the South Korean Olympic team, is about to kick off. Let's take a look at the starting lineup for the Chinese team."

He Wei looked at the camera, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"The goalkeeper is Chen Wei. The defense, from left to right, consists of Dilimulati, Zhu Chenjie, Wei Zhen, and Feng Boxuan. In midfield, Huang Zhengyu and Hu Jinghang are positioned on the flanks as the double pivot, intercepting and sweeping the ball, while Sun Yang orchestrates the play centrally. The two wingers are Chen Binbin and Duan Liuyu. Leading the attack is the lone striker, Zhang Yuning."

Sitting next to him, commentator Xu Yang took over the conversation. He held a thick stack of documents, opened one page, pointed to the data on it, and spoke to the camera.

"He Wei, there's a detail that's very noteworthy. According to the official registration information released by FIFA, Sun Yang's registered date of birth is August 15, 2000. Strictly speaking, Sun Yang is not yet twenty years old."

Xu Yang paused for a moment, then pointed to the television broadcast screen.

"But look at the field. This young player, not yet twenty years old, is wearing the captain's armband for the U23 national Olympic team. This is unprecedented in the history of our national teams. To parachute in an overseas player and directly hand over the team to him, Cannavaro has shown great courage. Today's tactics are to give Sun Yang full control of the ball."

On online platforms outside the live stream, millions of online fans' comments completely covered the screen.

"A captain who's nineteen and a half years old! I've never seen anything like it!"

"Cannavaro is awesome. This is what it means to not use someone you doubt and to trust someone you use."

"Playing a key player for Dortmund and then coming back to play in Asian U23 competitions is like a max-level player stomping on newbies in a beginner's village, isn't it?"

"Don't get too excited yet. Those South Korean returnees aren't pushovers either. That Jung Woo-yeong can even play in the Bundesliga."

Inside Songkhla Stadium.

The referee glanced at his watch and blew the whistle to start the match.

South Korea kicked off first.

The South Korean team started the game very steadily. They knew that the Chinese team was not physically fit and planned to wear down the Chinese players by passing the ball around in the backcourt.

The two center-backs passed the ball back and forth before passing it to the dropping-back defensive midfielder Kim Dong-hyun.

Kim Dong-hyun received the ball, glanced up at the field ahead, and gently pushed it with the instep of his left foot, passing it to their attacking linchpin, Jung Woo-yeong.

Zheng Youying had his back to the Chinese team's goal. He had just stopped the ball at his feet and didn't even have time to turn around to observe the gaps in the Chinese team's defense, or even finish the motion of looking up.

A terrifying force, like Mount Tai pressing down from behind, suddenly rushed towards us.

This is not the kind of physical confrontation that Asian U23 players should have! The sense of oppression is even stronger than the sense of oppression that Zheng Youying felt from those muscular German players in the intra-squad match at the German Bundesliga club Freiburg.

Sun Yang pressed himself against him.

It possesses the core chassis of the Kant perpetual motion machine. Sun Yang's lower body firmly planted on the grass, and his right shoulder slammed into Zheng Youying's back.

Zheng Youying felt as if a heavy armored vehicle had struck his back at full speed, and a dull pain shot through his bones.

He slipped, lost his balance, and stumbled forward, falling to the ground.

Sun Yang stretched out his long leg and cleanly intercepted the ball from Zheng Youying's feet, then turned to face the South Korean team's half. The entire process was devoid of any unnecessary movements; it was pure power and positioning that completely overwhelmed the opponent.

Zheng Youying lay sprawled on the grass, seeing stars. He looked up at the back of the man in the red number 10 jersey, and the terrifying memory of being brutally beaten in the Bundesliga a few days earlier suddenly surged into his mind, causing him to break out in a cold sweat on the sweltering pitch.

After intercepting the ball, Sun Yang didn't even look at the fallen opponent, and with a flick of his right foot, he accelerated directly towards the heart of the South Korean penalty area.

South Korea's two defensive midfielders, Meng Chengxiong and Kim Dong-hyun, reacted extremely quickly. The two closed in from the left and right, attempting to stop Sun Yang and the ball outside the penalty area.

Cannavaro held his breath on the sidelines, watching Sun Yang's footwork intently.

Meng Chengxiong pressed forward first, with Kim Dong-hyun ready to intercept at any moment. The two cooperated extremely well, driving Sun Yang into the densest area of ​​defenders in the middle.

Despite being double-teamed, Sun Yang did not slow down at all.

He stomped his left foot heavily on the ground, and his entire upper body tilted dramatically to the left due to the momentum of his forward thrust.

He lowered his shoulder and feinted to initiate the attack.

A convincing center of gravity deception. Meng Chengxiong thought Sun Yang was going to make a strong breakthrough from the left, so he immediately stretched out his leg to block the path.

Meng Chengxiong had just shifted his weight when Sun Yang, who had been holding the ball on his left side, suddenly pulled it backward with his right foot.

Using his strong core muscles, he could rotate 360 ​​degrees in place while running at high speed.

Marseille Turn!

The movements were graceful and fluid.

The ball darted precisely through the gap between Meng Chengxiong and Jin Dongxuan's knees as they closed in. Sun Yang dribbled the ball past the defensive zones of the two defensive midfielders.

The South Korean team's defense is under serious threat.

Center forward Zhang Yuning understood immediately and forcefully overtook the opponent from the middle, pushing past two South Korean center-backs and diving into the space on the left side of the penalty area.

Sun Yang dribbled the ball to the right side of the penalty area at a 45-degree angle.

He doesn't need to look up to count how many people are in the penalty area. His "point-and-shoot" ability and 99-point passing attribute give him a tactical radar with a god-like perspective.

Sun Yang's right foot made a diagonal cut with the inside of his foot onto the lower middle part of the ball.

His footwork, honed through Beckham's dream-like training, is now on full display.

The ball, with an extremely exaggerated inward spin, rose into the air, drawing a Beckham-esque arc that could be described as a work of art in the night, directly over the head of the South Korean defender vying for the header at the near post.

The ball landed directly at the far post of the goal.

Zhang Yuning arrived at the far post. He pushed off with both legs, leaping high into the air over the defender.

The ball hit Zhang Yuning squarely on the forehead without him even having to raise his neck to meet it.

Zhang Yuning used the momentum to flick his head, delivering a powerful close-range header that slammed into the corner of the goal.

South Korea's number one goalkeeper, Song Bum-keun, reacted with lightning speed, his entire body shooting out to the left like a fully drawn bow.

With his gloved right hand, half a second before the ball was about to cross the goal line, he managed to graz the ball with his fingertips in a near-perfect moment.

The ball changed direction slightly, grazing the lower edge of the goal crossbar and flying out of bounds.

"What a pity!" He Wei shouted, slamming his fist on the table in the commentary booth. "Less than a minute into the game! The Chinese team had a shot that almost changed the score. Sun Yang overpowered Zheng Youying in midfield, easily executed a Marseille turn despite being double-teamed. And that final cross—the curve, the placement, the vision! This is a top-class attacking midfielder who dominates in the Bundesliga!"

Xu Yang nodded vigorously, his tone excited.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this play showcases Sun Yang's tactical awareness. He doesn't hold onto the ball too long; he passes it out as soon as he finds an opening. If it weren't for Song Bum-keun's miraculous save, South Korea would be trailing 0-1 right now."