Yang Yang was completely immersed in the atmosphere of the match.
He had completely forgotten everything around him—the players in the stands, the television broadcast on the sidelines, everything in the outside world, and, most of all, the passage of time. He had devoted himself entirely to the match.
It was a feeling that was difficult to explain and impossible to put into words.
The only thought in his mind now was scoring.
One more goal!
Then Messi's scoring five goals in a game would no longer matter!
More importantly, if he scored again, it would deal a tremendous blow to Barcelona's morale.
Real Madrid had a huge lead in La Liga. Next, they would meet Barcelona in the Copa del Rey final, and then face each other again in the Champions League semifinals. At a time like this, whichever side had the stronger morale would hold the advantage, because Real Madrid and Barcelona were evenly matched overall.
Barcelona might have been stronger as a team and more consistent in style, but Real Madrid was no weaker. If the two sides truly fought to the death, the outcome was still impossible to predict.
Yang Yang and Messi were the banners of their respective teams. Barcelona and the Catalan media had hyped Messi's scoring five goals in a game so extensively because they wanted to rebuild the team's morale, didn't they?
Now, Yang Yang was going to help Real Madrid completely shatter the morale Barcelona had worked so hard to build.
Because he was a Real Madrid player!
He needed to score another goal!
Yang Yang was like a wolf searching everywhere for prey, constantly looking for opportunities inside and around APOEL's penalty area.
When the ball was on the left, he moved left, weaving through gaps in the defense.