Football: What Happened To Going To The Nightclub? I Have To Score Chapter 62 Chinese Players Wear Hats And Become Famous All O

Fans are an indispensable force in world football. Every team is inspired by their supporters, and they fight for those who cheer them on.

Compared to China's sparse football culture, European clubs, with over a century of developnt, are deeply integrated into their local communities. Even England's 8th-level amateur teams have their own die-hard fan bases, ho stadiums, and fan shops. On ga days, thousands of people co to watch.

Yet, few fans are like those of Union Berlin. At the club's most critical juncture, fans collectively donated blood to raise funds for the team. When the stadium needed repairs, they grabbed shovels and hoes, voluntarily pitching in. They reject the influence of money, holding fast to the proletarian spirit in this era of capital.

The combined efforts of every fan have built this steely team. Their passionate story is written by each supporter.

When the Bundesliga broadcast cara captured the shocking scene at Union Berlin's ho ga, where all the fans held black-and-white portraits of their loved ones to witness their first Bundesliga match together, audiences worldwide felt that power. It was like climbing from a dark, endless abyss and seeing the dawn for the first ti, full of raw and wild energy.

Duan Xuan, the comntator, was silent for a long ti after witnessing this scene. He finally spoke when Schalke 04 launched a retaliatory onslaught:

"This kind of football culture is indeed enviable," he said, leaving unsaid the longing for such a scene in Chinese football.

In the Chinese Super League, each team also has its own die-hard fans. On the day before the Dalian team was relegated, a lone fan took a 15-hour train ride to attend the away ga. A video of him hoarsely singing the team song went viral. Passersby thought he was crazy, mocking him and keeping their distance. But only those who love football understand his bravery, like Don Quixote charging at windmills.

"I'm alone, but I'll be the one on the other side!" he declared.

Seeing the Union Berlin fans and thinking of this lonely Dalian supporter, netizens who had been arguing online fell silent. It was a sobering thought.

anwhile, Su Luo was fighting alone in distant Europe. His goal had helped his team, Union Berlin, alleviate a crisis but also angered Schalke 04.

"Are they still in the top three of the Bundesliga?" wondered Duan Xuan as Schalke 04 dominated the midfield, putting relentless pressure on Union Berlin. The assists from their wingbacks beca increasingly aggressive, almost overwhelming the defense. Fabianski, the goalkeeper, was kept busy.

"Fabianski!!! What a save from Ogo's shot!" exclaid Duan Xuan. "Only 30 minutes into the ga and Schalke 04 has already had eight shots, three on target! Their control in midfield is really strong."

Duan Xuan worried for Union Berlin. Despite their lead, they could easily be overturned by Schalke 04. He lanted the absence of his old partner, Director Tao, who could have helped analyze tactics.

"The most critical issue for Union Berlin now is their lack of sufficient coordination," he analyzed. "Their defensive counterattacks are fine, but the process needs to be faster and more accurate. The team lineup has changed significantly, and they haven't had enough ti to build chemistry."

In the previous counterattack, Trippier's pass was too forward, causing Quinin to miss a rare opportunity. Union Berlin could only rely on Su Luo's individual skills to create threats. After scoring in the 15th minute, Su Luo was tasked with restricting the opponent's central defender, running tirelessly across the field.

"The intensity of the top league is really not comparable to the Bundesliga," thought Su Luo, feeling his legs heavy like lead. Modern football demands high physical fitness and running distance from players. Luckily, Su Luo had a secret weapon: he could quickly recover his physical fitness by entering an illusion through a nightclub.

Despite his exhaustion, Su Luo continued to run tirelessly, hoping for another chance. What he desired most was Inzaghi's world-class off-ball running ability, to see the weakest links in the opponent's defense and save energy by accelerating at the critical mont. Ronaldo and Harland's off-ball abilities were also impressive, but Su Luo could only access such top-level skills briefly.

Before the new Bundesliga season, Su Luo visited the nightclub to check his progress in the illusion. The third star's color had darkened significantly, indicating over 70% progress. He needed just one or two more gas to unlock the third star. For now, he relied on the skills of Ronaldo, his most effective weapon.

Finally, Su Luo's tireless running paid off. In the 41st minute, after several bombardnts on Union Berlin's penalty area, Alex kicked the ball out. Naby Keita, with his strong body, resisted the opponent and beautifully redirected the ball to Forsberg on the left.

"Naby Keita!! Amazing!" Duan Xuan exclaid, surprised by Keita's footwork. Forsberg's playing style was simple and efficient. Seeing Su Luo's diagonal thrust forward, he kicked the ball straight to his ribs, catching Schalke 04 off guard.

"Su Luo's run tore through the gap! He caught the ball and rushed to the penalty area!" Duan Xuan narrated excitedly.

Facing Schalke's central defender, the German international Höwedes, Su Luo quickly changed direction after stepping over the ball. Using Harland's body, he squeezed past the defender like a heavy tank speeding up after drifting in front of the penalty area.

"Beautiful!! Su Luo threw off the defender and rushed into the penalty area! It's a one-on-one!"

This was Union Berlin's second entry into the opponent's penalty area, and once again, it was Su Luo's solo effort. This ti, Schalke 04's goalkeeper Felman was caught off guard. Su Luo, in mid-motion, poked the ball with his toe, slipping it through Felman's legs and into the net.

"2:0!!!" shouted Duan Xuan.

Jens Keller, Schalke 04's coach, couldn't believe it. The "promoted team" they aid to defeat was putting up a fierce fight. Su Luo, with two goals, was making a statent: "Number 10 - Su Luo!" he proclaid, pointing to his back.

Duan Xuan laughed, "Ahahahaha, this goal is scored again! Su Luo has scored twice on his Bundesliga debut! A feat that none of his predecessors could achieve!"

"We have reason to believe that Su Luo is the star fans have been waiting for! Now, the top league has our own stars!"

The Schalke players returned to the locker room disheartened. Coach Jens Keller, despite ticulous planning, was at a loss. Su Luo had only two shots in the first half, but both were successful, stabbing Schalke 04 in the heart.

Fortunately, the assistant team had analyzed the first half's data and found a weakness.

"Guys, we'll focus our attack on the left side in the second half, targeting Richards," Jens Keller instructed. "Shoot whenever you get the chance, don't hesitate!"

Richards, recovering from a long-term injury, was instinctively wary of high-intensity combat, and there was a lack of understanding between him and Trippier. Fabianski, despite his brilliant saves, was under imnse pressure and prone to mistakes.

The second half began with Schalke 04's aggressive attack on the left side. Neuhaus, Union Berlin's coach, puzzled by Schalke's sudden routine play, soon realized their strategy. Before he could adjust, Schalke struck.

Atsuto Uchida made a large cross pass to Choupo-Moting, who skillfully knocked the ball to Huntelaar and advanced forward. Huntelaar's return pass allowed Choupo-Moting to easily enter the penalty area, scoring effortlessly past the hesitant Richards.

"Ouch, Richards' defense was slow! Schalke 04 pulls one back!" Duan Xuan sighed.

Schalke 04's morale soared, continuing their siege. In the 68th minute, Choupo-Moting bypassed Richards again, his long shot fumbled by Fabianski, and Huntelaar capitalized, poking the ball in for a 2:2 tie.

"Schalke 04 completes the coback," Duan Xuan noted, praising Union Berlin's performance despite their defensive issues.

As the ga neared its end, Union Berlin won their first corner. Trippier prepared to take the kick, Su Luo approached.

"Pass it to , I'll try to break through," Su Luo instructed.

"Got it," Trippier nodded.

With Schalke 04's defense focused on high balls, Su Luo saw an opportunity for a tactical corner to create confusion. As captain Matuschka's spiritual successor, Su Luo's word was taken seriously.

"This is Union Berlin's last chance," Duan Xuan said, legs shaking with tension. "Trippier... eh? It's a short pass!"

Su Luo received the ball on the left side of the penalty area, dribbling through. Suddenly, he shot from a sharp angle. The ball curved over the penalty area, falling perfectly into the net.

"Lore! Hat-trick!!! Su Luo completes a hat-trick in stoppage ti!!" Duan Xuan scread. "Union Berlin's first Bundesliga ga, and they beat Schalke 04 3:2 with a stunning finish!"

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