In the history of football, the first Chinese player to set foot on the UEFA Champions League stage was Sun Xiang, while the first Chinese player to win the Champions League was Dong Fangzhuo!
No matter how things change in the future, their names are etched into the annals of history.
But there is a record that Ye Chen could createâ
The first Chinese player to score in the Champions League!
Put it this way, if Dortmund advances to the knockout stage, Ye Chen, with his long-shot scoring ability, is bound to score at least one... firing the first shot for Chinese players!
This makes the match even more critical...
Dortmund, playing at home, controlled the match from the start.
For the first 20 minutes, they pressed Marseille hard.
However, they dominated without scoring!
Marseille adopted a defensive counterattack approach, playing conservatively.
With Ayew leading the charge upfront, their counterattacks were fierce.
At 13 minutes and 24 secondsâ
Kagawa delivered a sharp through ball from midfield.
Lewandowski timed his run and shot perfectly.
Mandanda, in goal, had already surrendered, raising his hands in frustration, but Lewandowski's shot, aimed for precision, struck the post!
The loud "clang" had all the fans clutching their heads in disbelief.
"Oh, so unlucky!" Lina sighed with regret, "If you were on the pitch, that would've gone in!"
Ye Chen shook his head, "Maybe, but I wouldn't have had the same chemistry with them..."
Amateurs watch the game for fun, professionals see the details.
Ye Chen didn't particularly like Lewandowski's attitude, but he had to admit Lewandowski was talented.
At just 23 years old, Lewandowski had benched Barrios. His shooting skills were exceptional, but his off-the-ball movement was the real key.
By comparison, Barrios' positioning was more straightforwardâmore like a traditional target man.
However, Klopp's tactics favored agility and fluidity.
Players needed to create space through movement and positioning.
Clearly, Lewandowski fit Klopp's system better than Barrios.
Klopp's high-tempo tactics continued to evolve and improve.
The first goal came at the 31-minute mark.
Dortmund scored!
Marseille's â¬19 million midfield star Gonzalez misplaced a pass, intercepted by Kehl.
Kehl passed to Kagawa, who surged forward, drawing defenders before distributing the ball.
Götze drove into the box and squared it to Lewandowski, who arrived late to smash it home.
Mandanda could only raise his hands in surrender as Dortmund led 1-0!
Lewandowski celebrated passionately, eager to catch the eyes of top clubs.
To him, only two teams matteredâReal Madrid and Barcelona.
Only by joining them would he feel at ease.
Even Bayern wouldn't keep him satisfied!
Lewandowski's goal ignited the fans.
Lina's friend jumped up excitedly.
Ye Chen, feeling the commotion beside him, glanced over and was stunnedâ
Let's just say, the scene was... overwhelming.
The game resumed quickly.
Dortmund, brimming with confidence, increased their possession to 60-40.
At 40 minutes and 58 seconds, Dortmund scored again.
Schmelzer advanced down the left flank.
PeriÅ¡iÄ's movement dragged defenders, while Kagawa shifted left for support.
Receiving the ball, Kagawa swiftly crossed it into the middle.
The ball was fast and low.
GündoÄan, continuing his fine form, met it with a sweeping strike.
Mandanda reacted, but the ball flew inâ
2-0 Dortmund!
The crowd erupted into chants of the club anthem, faces beaming with joy.
Lina excitedly shook Ye Chen's armâher softness pressing against him.
Who could resist that?
"Ye, Dortmund's going to win!" Lina's cheeks flushed as she spoke excitedly.
Ye Chen shook his head, "It's only halftime. Don't celebrate too soon."
As he spoke, he subtly brushed against her, making Lina glance nervouslyâ
Quickly, she leaned closer and whispered, "Relax, I won't let you off tonight."
Ye Chen smirked. We'll see who lets who off...
They didn't notice the large girl nearby overheard them, her mouth dropping in shock before she quickly closed it.
Her chest, however, rose and fell uncontrollably...
Halftime arrived, and the group went to buy snacks, leaving Ye Chen behind to avoid unnecessary attention.
Ye Chen's popularity in Dortmund was sky-high.
In the fan community, eight out of ten were his fans, and the remaining two were die-hard supporters!
Ye Chen was the team's rising star.
The second half began swiftly.
Marseille made the first moveâCheyrou replaced M'Bia.
Marseille launched an offensive.
A 2-0 defeat would see Dortmund advance instead.
Deschamps, the seasoned tactician, responded.
His substitution paid off quickly!
At 51 minutes and 22 secondsâ
Cheyrou drove through midfield.
Rémy was signaling, but the ball went right to André Ayew.
Ayew cut inside but was tackled by Schmelzer from behind.
Though Schmelzer got the ball, he made contact first.
The referee pointed to the spotâpenalty!
Despite the noise from Dortmund's South Stand, Rémy calmly converted.
2-1!
For the next 10 minutes, both sides were deadlocked.
Deschamps acted againâJordan Ayew replaced Gonzalez.
Gonzalez had been underwhelming, so Deschamps opted for his younger brother.
But the impact wasn't immediate.
At 80 minutes, Klopp made his first changeâDa Silva for Kagawa.
Kagawa was spent.
However, his exit weakened Dortmund's midfield.
At 85 minutes and 24 secondsâdisaster struck.
Jordan and André Ayew combined on the right, using a one-two to bypass Schmelzer completely.
André Ayew drove into the box. Hummels stepped up, but Ayew shot early.
The ball flew towards the near post.
Weidenfeller, partially obstructed, reacted too late.
Goal! 2-2!
The Dortmund fans fell silent.
André Ayew shushed the crowd...
Enraged, the fans booed relentlessly.
Even Ye Chen felt frustratedâWhy so cocky after scoring?
Ye Chen typically only celebrated like that when provoked.
Maybe someone in the front rows heckled him?
But Dortmund was in trouble now...
Conceding in the 85th minute was a morale blow.
Scoring in the final minutes seemed impossible.
Marseille would surely sit deep.
If Ye Chen were playing, he could've used his skills, but the others didn't have that advantage.
"What do we do now? Dortmund can't draw!" Lina fretted.
Ye Chen frowned, "Calm down. Trust the team."
At this point, panic wouldn't helpâonly the players' performance could.
Dortmund had to win!