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

The Westfalen Stadium was completely ignited.

After scoring, Bellingham was overjoyed. He crossed the baseline like a wild horse, jumped onto the GG sign, then turned around, opened his arms, and stared at Sun Yang running towards him.

The two collided violently and embraced tightly. Haaland and Sancho pounced on them from behind like two heavy trucks, the four young men, all under twenty, forming a human wall, roaring wildly at the sea of ​​yellow and black on the south stand.

The passion of the 5,000 die-hard fans in the south stand was completely ignited. The deafening battle anthem swept across the stadium like a tsunami, and yellow cheering fireworks soared into the sky from the center of the stands.

The DJ's hoarse roar bombarded everyone's eardrums through the stadium's loudspeakers:

"The assist comes from our number ten magician, Sun Yang!!!"

"The goal scorer, the seventeen-year-old prodigy, Jude!!! Bellingham!!!"

The more than 10,000 people in the stadium responded with a roar that sounded like 80,000 people, and the huge sound almost lifted the roof off the stadium.

In the TV live broadcast studio.

CCTV commentator He Wei excitedly shouted, "Goal! Three-nil! Dortmund has completely breached Mönchengladbach's entire defense!"

Xu Yang chimed in, "Calm down, so incredibly calm. Bellingham's dribble that fooled Sommer's handling was nothing like that of a seventeen-year-old. But what's even more terrifying is Sun Yang's surgical through ball, that unreasonable pause before the pass completely drained the soul from Mönchengladbach's defensive formation. This terrifying God's-eye view is practically like having a cheat code on the football field!"

He Wei watched the young men huddled together on the broadcast screen, his voice trembling slightly: "Look at these lads on the broadcast. Sun Yang is twenty, Haaland is twenty, Sancho is twenty, and Bellingham, who scored the goal, is only seventeen. This youth storm that Dortmund has unleashed this season is truly terrifying!"

The game has restarted.

Trailing by three goals, Borussia Mönchengladbach completely lost their spirit. Veteran player Kramer stood with his hands on his hips, panting heavily, looking at Sun Yang's not-so-broad back, his face filled with frustration.

Dortmund controlled the ball completely and began to wear down their opponents' will by constantly passing the ball around.

In the 75th minute, the ball went out of bounds. The fourth official raised the substitution board on the sidelines. Number 22 goes off, number 11 comes on.

Head coach Terzić replaced young player Bellingham with Dortmund's eternal icon, veteran captain Reus, who has recovered from injury.

The more than 10,000 fans at the Westfalenstadion all stood up. Without any rehearsal, thunderous applause spontaneously gathered, sweeping across the entire stadium like rolling thunder.

"Marco! Marco! Marco!"

The whistling sounds were perfectly synchronized and deafening.

Bellingham excitedly ran to the sidelines and gave Reus a big high-five and hug.

Reus trotted onto the grass, his eyes filled with longing for the green field. Sun Yang stepped forward to greet him, and the two high-fived in the air before bumping shoulders.

"Marco, welcome back to your home turf." Sun Yang grinned.

Royce patted Sun Yang's back, which was soaked with sweat, his eyes gleaming: "You did a great job as a commander up front. Leave the cleanup to me."

Reus's introduction slightly altered Dortmund's formation. He and Haaland were positioned at the forefront, allowing Sun Yang more freedom in his positioning.

The match has reached the 80th minute.

Sun Yang received the ball on the right side of midfield. Borussia Mönchengladbach's substitute Herrmann, like an assassin eager to make a contribution, stealthily approached from the blind spot.

Without even turning his head, Sun Yang slammed his right foot back on the ball, followed by a light tap with his left foot. A simple yet lightning-fast combo swept Herman past like a comical wooden stake.

As he broke free of the defense, he glanced up at the penalty area.

Reus was standing at the edge of the penalty area, with his back to the goal, reaching out for the ball.

boom.

Without hesitation, Sun Yang unleashed a low, through ball with the instep of his right foot. The ball, like a cruise missile skimming the ground, pierced through the defense of two Borussia Mönchengladbach players and precisely reached Reus's feet.

With his back to the goal, Reus was constantly harassed by Borussia Mönchengladbach defender Bensebaini, who clung to his back like glue.

The veteran captain's eyes were sharp as knives. His left foot was firmly planted on the grass as a pivot, while his right foot stepped on the ball and pulled it sharply to the right side of his body. Using the momentum of this pull, his body gracefully completed a perfect half-turn.

There were no unnecessary or dragging adjustments.

At the same second that his body turned, Reus swung his right leg and unleashed a powerful shot at the ball.

boom.

The ball, a white blur, grazed the inside of the goalpost before crashing into the net with an almost unbelievable force. Borussia Mönchengladbach goalkeeper Sommer seemed frozen in place, unable to make any attempt to save it.

4: 0.

The veteran captain made his return debut with a powerful goal.

Reus spread his arms and sprinted along the sideline, finally kneeling in front of the corner flag to complete his signature passionate slide. Sun Yang rushed up from behind and jumped directly onto Reus. Haaland, Sancho, Witsel, Hummels, and other teammates surged forward like a tide, surrounding their icons.

The remaining time became pure garbage time. Dortmund slowed down the pace.

In the 89th minute, Borussia Mönchengladbach substitute Thuram capitalized on a corner kick scramble to score a consolation goal.

The final whistle blew, and the score remained 4-1. Borussia Dortmund secured a resounding home victory against Borussia Mönchengladbach, achieving their first win of the new season.

After the match, the Borussia Mönchengladbach players didn't even dare to lift their heads, slinking quickly into the players' tunnel.

Sun Yang and Reus led the way, with all the players on the field and on the bench heading towards the South Stand. Fans in the stands waved huge yellow and black flags and sang, while the players collectively slid down to their knees in gratitude before the South Stand, basking in this unparalleled glory.

After circling the field once, the players walked one after another towards the player tunnel.

Reus walked next to Sun Yang, casually picked up a bottle of mineral water, poured it over his head, shook the water droplets off his hair, and laughed heartily: "Well done, Yang. This feeling of completely controlling the lifeline of the entire game is simply amazing."

Sancho was running over, phone in hand, sweating profusely.

"Marco, Yang. The match in Munich just ended." Sancho handed his phone to the two of them, his voice filled with undisguised shock. "Bayern Munich thrashed Schalke 04 8-0 at the Allianz Arena. Gnabry scored a hat-trick."

Reus's previously smiling face visibly darkened. Although Schalke was Dortmund's century-old rival, this ruthless massacre by the Bundesliga champions was clearly a show of force to the entire Bundesliga.

"Eight balls?" Sun Yang casually handed the phone back to Sancho, staring at the light source at the end of the corridor. There was no fear in his deep eyes, but rather a strong fighting spirit.

He smirked, his voice icy cold: "It seems the Southern Star intends to issue us a challenge in this bloody manner."