Dortmund 4:0, Chen Anno Hat-Trick!

The second half began quickly, and the two teams switched sides to resume play.

When the Borussia Dortmund players came out of the tunnel, they all looked relaxed, chatting and laughing.

From that alone, it was clear that in this match, whether in terms of mentality or anything else, they were taking things fairly easily.

Augsburg still did not change their tactics. Perhaps because they were already behind, even if they tightened their formation at the start of the second half it would not help, so they simply opened up and played.

In the 60th minute.

Borussia Dortmund seized another chance, with Marco Reus breaking through on the left and assisting Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang for his second goal, extending the score to 0:2.

After that, Borussia Dortmund basically controlled the game.

Because the gap in strength between the two sides was simply too great, even when Augsburg managed to counterattack, it was still hard for them to pose any real threat to Borussia Dortmund.

Only ten minutes had passed since the previous goal when, because Augsburg's formation had pushed too far forward, Borussia Dortmund launched a counterattack.

Henrikh Mkhitaryan sent a through ball in the final third, and Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang put the ball into the opponent's net for the third time.

0:3!

Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang had scored a hat trick!

Scoring a hat trick on his debut, the Gabonese forward was absolutely over the moon!

Today, he was the brightest star in the WWK Arena!

On the bench, Chen Anno watched until he was practically drooling, that was how envious he was!

However, Chen Anno soon made peace with it, because he thought of his own debut at Sao Paulo.

Thirty-one minutes, a hat trick plus an assist!

Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang had taken a full 70 minutes to complete his hat trick.

Thinking of this, Chen Anno stopped feeling envious. "Heh heh... I'm still a bit better."

"Hm?" Sokratis Papastathopoulos turned his head beside him. "Anno, what's better?"

"Ahem... nothing." Chen Anno's face felt a little hot. "I mean, Pierre was really good today."

"Mm! I think so too." Sokratis Papastathopoulos nodded in agreement. "This is the Bundesliga, one of Europe's top four leagues. To score a hat trick on your debut? There are only a handful of players who can do that."

After saying that, he added, "Anno, let me tell you, don't think this is easy. This isn't like those small leagues. Being able to do this on your debut in one of the top four leagues is really impressive!"

What do you mean by that, kid?

Are you looking down on my Campeonato Brasileiro Serie A?

Chen Anno nodded on the surface while secretly glancing at the Greek beside him.

"Mm... This guy probably isn't taking a shot at me. He looks honest and simple enough."

"But... Anno, I think with your ability, your future achievements definitely won't be bad either. Maybe you'll score a hat trick on your debut too, hehe... If that really happens, you'll have to treat me to a feast."

Sokratis Papastathopoulos reached out and slung an arm around Chen Anno's shoulders, looking as if he had great faith in him.

The speaker meant nothing by it, but the listener took it to heart!

Chen Anno looked at the triumphant "Pleasant Goat" on the pitch... uh... no, Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang, clenched his fists, and secretly swore in his heart.

"My debut has to be even better than his! That's right! It has to be!"

"Don't worry, Papa, when the time comes, I'll definitely treat you to a feast!"

Chen Anno spoke while keeping his eyes fixed on the pitch without blinking.

He was a little worried. Worried that Pleasant Goat would score again. If that happened, it would be raising the difficulty for him.

If this guy got excited and scored four, how was he supposed to chase that later?

Was he supposed to score five himself? What kind of joke was that?

Fortunately, Chen Anno did not worry for too long. It was also possible Klopp had heard his inner voice.

In the 80th minute, Borussia Dortmund replaced Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang with Jonas Hofmann.

Seeing Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang walk toward the sideline under the warm applause of the traveling Borussia Dortmund fans, the corners of his mouth impossible to suppress, Chen Anno felt a little envious again.

"Sigh... When will I be able to get on the pitch?"

As if seeing through the thoughts of the young brother before him, Sokratis Papastathopoulos leaned his head over. "Don't rush, Anno. With your strength, I believe you'll get a chance to play very soon. Maybe your debut will even come faster than mine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Klopp's voice came over.

"Papa... go warm up. You've got five minutes."

"Yes, sir!" The guy grinned and shot out with a whoosh, not even bothering to say another word.

Chen Anno stared blankly at the big man sprinting away at the speed of a hundred-meter dash, and was left somewhat speechless.

"What happened to me being faster than you?"

A hand reached out.

The two of them high-fived.

Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang sat down in the spot Sokratis Papastathopoulos had just vacated.

"Congratulations, Pierre!"

"Haha... thanks!"

Mm, it was obvious that Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang, who had scored a hat trick, was in a very good mood.

Chen Anno leaned over. "How does it feel? How does it feel to score a hat trick?"

"Heh heh... It's absolutely amazing! Anno, that felt way better than your hat trick in the Audi Cup, you know. This was an official match." Aubameyang was grinning so hard his face was about to split.

All right, this guy was starting to get carried away!

Chen Anno rolled his eyes, though he felt there was nothing wrong with what he had said.

Just as Aubameyang was about to speak again, another goal went in on the pitch.

It was Borussia Dortmund again, and this time the scorer was Marco Reus.

Chen Anno only felt a blur pass before his eyes. Aubameyang, who had just sat down, rushed out again, off to hug and celebrate with his teammates.

0–4!

With less than five minutes left on the clock, FC Augsburg were completely done for.

FC Augsburg had chosen to trade attacks with Borussia Dortmund at home, and they had swallowed a crushing defeat for it.

Hopefully Markus Weinzierl would recognize his own limits. A relegation-battling team ought to lower its stance properly.

Otherwise, if they ran into a team like Borussia Dortmund again, one that gave them no face at all, they would simply get beaten black and blue.

Luckily, they had not run into Bayern Munich. Otherwise, that massacre machine would have been even more ruthless, and might even have handed them a double-digit scoreline.

The match ended.

Borussia Dortmund had also gotten off to a winning start, successfully taking their first three points of the league season.

Aubameyang had also blown up, scoring a hat trick on his debut.

The next day, sports media across Germany all reported on this match.

Previously, when Robert Lewandowski had transferred to Bayern Munich, many media outlets had been talking Borussia Dortmund down, believing that Borussia Dortmund's attacking line had almost been completely replaced for the new season. It would be very difficult for them to reproduce last season's form, and they might need a long time to gel.

But Klopp had needed only one match to prove to everyone that at Borussia Dortmund, as long as he was still there, losing anyone would not affect the team's results.

Klopp, this young German coach skilled at discovering newcomers and young players, was once again praised to the skies by the media.

Spend little, achieve big!

That label was now firmly stuck to Klopp.

However, what Chen Anno did not know was that despite not even making the squad list for this match, he had somehow gone viral on a domestic sports website.

All because of one headline: In the Bundesliga opener, Borussia Dortmund sweep FC Augsburg 4–0 away from home, Chen Anno wears a hat!

Fortunately, Chen Anno could not see this piece of news, and neither could his teammates.

Otherwise, he would have used his mighty Vajra big toe to dig a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment out of the turf at the Brackel training base.

That was right, he really had worn a hat!

But... that was fucking because the afternoon sunset had been shining onto the bench, and in order to see the match on the pitch clearly, he had put on a sun hat!