This Temptation No One Can Refuse

Behind the goal was the South Stand, also known as the "Yellow Wall." Every fan seemed to have gone mad—some waved the scarves in their hands, while others clenched their fists and pumped them through the air.

They were all roaring at the top of their lungs. What exactly they were shouting, no one knew, and it didn't matter.

Chen Anno knelt on the ground, arms spread wide, as his teammates rushed up from behind and threw their arms around him.

"Beautifully done! Anno!"

On the touchline, Klopp clenched his teeth in a fierce grin and punched hard at the air in front of him.

He knew Chen Anno would bring him a surprise, and bring Westfalenstadion a surprise as well—but he had never expected it to come this quickly!

The broadcast replayed the goal over and over again.

"Those few moves from Chen Anno were simply brilliant. From the tackle to the final goal, it took only five seconds. That was unbelievably fast!"

"Just for this goal alone, I think Klopp giving him the No. 10 shirt was already worth it!"

Even Duan Xuan, who had seen plenty of big occasions, couldn't help sighing in admiration.

After the brief celebration, the match restarted.

Eintracht Braunschweig's head coach was raging on the touchline. This sudden goal had thrown all of his plans into chaos.

He knew very well that for Eintracht Braunschweig to score away at Borussia Dortmund, with their attacking strength, was practically as hard as climbing to the heavens.

That was why he had set up with a parked-bus tactic for this match, hoping to scrape out that one point. And by the end of the first half, everything had been developing according to his script.

Although Chen Anno had scored as soon as he came on, and it was clear the kid had excellent technique, he still did not believe Chen Anno's introduction could instantly change the situation on the pitch.

He only felt that the goal just now had been entirely left-back Reichel's own mistake.

So he was furious, believing Reichel had ruined the effort the whole team had put in.

After his anger passed, the Eintracht Braunschweig manager began thinking again about how to respond next, and whether there was any way to quietly steal a goal.

He thought for several minutes, but still had no idea.

But situations on a football pitch changed in an instant. While he was still thinking about how to adjust his tactics, Borussia Dortmund's attack came again.

In the 53rd minute.

Borussia Dortmund's former prodigy, Nuri Sahin, won the ball from Eintracht Braunschweig in midfield.

Chen Anno, who had been roaming along the right flank, immediately took off at the sight of it. Nuri Sahin did not hesitate either, threading a precise through ball into the space on the right.

"Eh... Borussia Dortmund's counterattack is here, and it's still coming through Chen Anno!"

A chill ran down Reichel's back, and he hurriedly chased after him, but how could he possibly keep up with Chen Anno once he started running?

In just a few strides, he had been left several body lengths behind!

Seeing this, Correia shouted to his teammates behind him and quickly stepped up to cover!

But Eintracht Braunschweig seemed not to have learned their lesson from the first goal.

One-on-one, Chen Anno had never been afraid!

Catching up to the ball at high speed, Chen Anno did not even slow down. With the inside of his right foot, he nudged it left, his body swaying left at the same time.

Correia's center of gravity immediately leaned left, but in the next moment, that familiar scene appeared again!

The ball bounced back once more!

"Another elastico! It was with his left foot just now, and this time it's with his right. Correia has been beaten twice by the same move!"

Everything happened too quickly. By the time Correia wanted to shift his center of gravity back, it was already too late. He could only watch helplessly as Chen Anno slipped past on his left.

"Beautiful!"

"Chen Anno is in! He's reached the penalty area... he has a chance to shoot!"

"Eh... played into the middle, Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang shoots!!"

"Whoa! The goalkeeper saved it, and there's still... Chen Anno!!"

"It's in!!!"

"It's Chen Anno again!!"

"He has been on the pitch for less than nine minutes, and he's already completed a brace!"

"A perfect debut!!"

"Chen Anno—he has stunned every one of us with his performance!!"

The stands boiled over once again, the tremendous cheers sounding as if they were about to blow the roof off Westfalenstadion.

Chen Anno was beyond excited too. He could actually have shot that ball himself, but he had thought of what Klopp had said before—that football was a team sport—so he had passed it to Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang, who was in a better position.

He had never expected that guy's shot to be saved by the goalkeeper!

And he had expected even less that the blocked ball would come right back in front of him.

Chen Anno, of course, would not turn down an opportunity like that. All it took was a touch with his left foot.

Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang caught up with Chen Anno by the corner flag and jumped right onto his back.

"Hahaha... Anno, you lucky bastard. The ball practically ran into your foot on its own."

Chen Anno held him by the backside to stop him from sliding down. "Heh... Pierre, if you waste another chance, I won't pass to you next time."

Aubameyang did not get angry when he heard that. Instead, he burst out laughing and rubbed Chen Anno's hair with both hands. In less than two seconds, his originally handsome hairstyle had turned into a bird's nest.

On the touchline, Klopp watched Chen Anno's back, his eyes gleaming as he kept clapping.

At that moment, the broadcast studio began replaying the goal.

"Too fast. Chen Anno's reaction was simply too fast!"

"Aubameyang's shot had tremendous power. It hit the goalkeeper's foot and bounced back, and Chen Anno only lifted his left foot to send the ball back in."

"That was definitely an instinctive movement, but it was precisely that instinctive movement that showed just how outstanding Chen Anno's feel for the ball was!"

Back home, in the living room of that familiar old residential complex.

The moment Chen Anno scored, Chen Xiaolong leaped straight up from the sofa. "My brother is awesome!"

Only after shouting did he remember that his dad was still beside him, but Chen Shouqing was even more excited than he was and had not noticed what he yelled at all.

Chen Shouqing slammed his right hand hard onto the sofa armrest, his eyes red. "Good lad!! You didn't embarrass your old man! You've made your second uncle proud too!"

Westfalenstadion.

The match was still going on.

Eintracht Braunschweig's head coach had already given up. With a broad wave of his hand, he signaled for the players to push forward.

If they were going to die, they could only die on their feet!

If they had only been one goal down before, he could still have fantasized about finding a chance to nick one.

But now, two goals down, how were they supposed to nick anything?

It was not as if he were Sun Wukong, able to pull off a monkey's peach-snatch and steal two at once.

On the touchline, Klopp glanced at the away team's bench, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

He was only afraid they would not attack!

After taking a two-goal lead, Borussia Dortmund's mentality completely opened up. Once the players relaxed, the match actually flowed even more smoothly.

In the 67th minute.

Marco Reus received Schmelzer's pass on the left, used a series of changes of direction to shake off the defender, then cut inside from the right side of the penalty area and was brought down by Eintracht Braunschweig's right back, Elabdellaoui.

Borussia Dortmund won a free kick in an excellent position.

"Anno, come on, this one's yours!"

As Borussia Dortmund's first-choice set-piece taker, Reus handed the ball to Chen Anno.

Seeing that Chen Anno was still staring blankly, Reus smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "I've heard for ages that your free kicks are amazing. Let us all see it."

Now Chen Anno understood!

Wanting to see his free kick was only the excuse. Creating a chance for him was the real reason!

Not only had he already scored two goals, if he could score one more, he would complete a hat trick.

A hat trick on his debut, and at home no less—he believed no one could resist that temptation.

"Thank you, Marco!" Chen Anno was a little moved.

The rest of his teammates also looked at him with encouraging eyes.