Chapter 471: Chapter 97: Bundesliga’s Top Star! A Goal Frenzy in the Fight for the Championship! Heynckes: Wang Shuo, If I Praise You Again, I’m a Dog

The fans throughout the stadium were chanting Wang Shuo’s name.

His Dortmund teammates also rushed over, mobbing him in a group hug.

Klopp was still on the sidelines, excitedly throwing his "farmer’s three punches."

No one noticed that on Dortmund’s bench, Lewandowski was watching Wang Shuo in front of the South Stand with a look full of envy, and even a bit of awe.

’A man should be just like Wang Shuo!’

’He’s the hero of this stadium, of this city!’

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After he completed his hat trick, the match moved into first-half stoppage time.

Mayer signaled for one minute of stoppage time.

This was because the first half had been very fluid.

Not even a single yellow card had been issued.

So, this amount of stoppage time was perfectly normal.

And normally, at this point, the first half would have been pretty much over.

But who could have guessed that a casual Dortmund attack would send Bayer Leverkusen’s back line into a panic.

Wang Shuo dropped back to receive the ball, then passed it to Götze, letting him lead the attack.

After all, Wang Shuo had already scored a hat trick.

’He’d had more than enough of the spotlight. It was time to give his teammates a chance, right?’

Götze dribbled forward and passed to Reus.

Reus charged into the left side of the penalty area, but he couldn’t get past Friedrich. He attempted a cross to find Götze, but Vidal, who had tracked back just in time, intercepted and cleared the ball.

Wang Shuo swore he truly hadn’t wanted to steal the show. He just wanted to hide behind his teammates and be a quiet, handsome man.

But the ball was coming right for him. What could he do?

As he trailed behind Götze and the others near the top of the penalty arc, he saw the ball rolling toward him. He had no choice but to chase after it, fighting back tears.

After stopping the ball with the inside of his left foot, he executed a skillful La Croqueta to evade Ballack, then cut past Vidal.

After breaking into the right side of the box, he cut back again with his left foot, dodging Hyypia.

With a series of brilliant moves, Wang Shuo broke free from the cluster of defenders.

As he broke through Bayer Leverkusen’s defense, he fluidly swung his right leg and unleashed a powerful drive.

The ball shot into the right side of Bayer Leverkusen’s goal at incredible speed.

"GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!"

"A super hat trick!"

"My God, Wang Shuo scored two goals in just three minutes to complete a super hat trick!"

"Who would have dared to believe it? Who can believe it?"

"This is truly an insane match!"

"We’ve just witnessed Wang Shuo score four goals in the first half alone!"

The more than 80,000 fans in Westfalen Stadium went absolutely wild!

Who among them could have imagined that the first half of the season’s opening match would turn into such a crazy, one-sided slaughter?

Bayer Leverkusen had only managed three shots in the entire first half, none of which were on target.

Even more absurdly, Dortmund had scored four goals in a row. It was nothing short of a unilateral massacre!

On the sidelines, sitting in the visiting team’s dugout, Heynckes was feeling utterly miserable.

Not long ago, he had just met with his favorite former student, Gao Huairen, and had praised Wang Shuo to the skies, giving him an extremely high evaluation.

He even told Gao Huairen that if Wang Shuo maintained his current momentum, he could absolutely catch up to Messi and Ronaldo.

But now, in the blink of an eye, in the very first match of the new season, this little bastard had used his head and his feet to slam four goals past Bayer Leverkusen in just the first half!

’I f*cking shouldn’t have praised him back then!’

Heynckes felt a massive headache coming on.

’Give him an inch, and he takes a mile, huh?’

’Has he gone mad?’

’A super hat trick in the first half?’

’I can’t take it, I can’t take it. My f*cking head is splitting!’ 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

When Heynckes turned his head and saw the look on Klopp’s face in front of the home team’s dugout—celebrating gleefully with his assistants, completely refreshed after his "farmer’s three punches"—Heynckes felt a real urge to start cursing.

’He feels even better than he was last season!’

’It’s too damn ridiculous!’

’If he keeps this up, who’s going to stop him?’

Heynckes felt the urge to tear his hair out!

He greatly admired Wang Shuo and recognized his skill and potential, but that was all predicated on Wang Shuo *not* scoring against Bayer Leverkusen.

It was like how everyone admires Messi and Ronaldo, but who the hell wants to actually play against those two once-in-a-generation monsters?

As he mulled it over, Heynckes felt his Breathing become labored.

It felt a bit like a heart attack!

Heynckes muttered a harsh vow. "From now on, if I ever praise him again, I’m a dog!"