Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Here We Go! De Bruyne Joins Dortmund

With that goal, the crowd fell silent.

However, seeing André Ayew's celebration, many fans clenched their fists!

Score!

We must score!

We have to shut him up!

Just like Ye Chen would!

Götze glanced towards the box seats and froze for a moment.

"Mario, what are you looking at?" Lewandowski called out to Götze. "Don't give up! We haven't lost yet!"

"I'm not giving up!" Götze pouted. "I'm just wondering what Ye would do if he were on the pitch!"

Whistle!

The referee blew his whistle – Dortmund's kickoff.

Lewandowski passed the ball to Götze, who immediately drove it forward towards the opponent's half...

When Ye scored that second goal against Bayern, it was a lightning strike just like this!

Thud!

But just as Götze slipped past Valbuena, he was intercepted by Cheyrou!

"Damn!" Götze flung his arm in frustration.

Sure enough, Ye's scoring methods didn't suit him!

Time ticked away.

But Dortmund's players kept running relentlessly.

None of them gave up.

In the final moments, Klopp made another substitution – Barrios replaced Santana!

Yes, Dortmund was going all in!

It's either us or them!

87:42.

Gündoğan attempted a long shot, but the ball narrowly missed the target – not even a corner.

88:29.

Dortmund's midfield won the ball back. This time, Gündoğan didn't shoot – he passed it to the right wing.

Götze crossed the ball, glancing just past Barrios' head, landing at the far post.

But there was no Dortmund player there to finish – Azpilicueta secured it.

Azpilicueta hesitated for 30 seconds before booting the ball away under pressure from Perišić.

At that moment, Azpilicueta showed remarkable composure!

91:24.

Marseille launched a counterattack, but at the crucial moment, André Ayew's shot lacked power.

The game could have ended right there!

The crowd gasped.

But with only three minutes of stoppage time...

"Not much time left for Dortmund!"

Zhan Jun, commentating live on Penguin Sports, spoke anxiously.

"Is Ye Chen going to the Europa League for the second half of the season?"

Zhang Lu sighed. "Deschamps has always been a master of in-game adjustments – his substitutions were brilliant!"

Zhan Jun shook his head helplessly. "Looks like Ye Chen's European campaign will have to wait until next season. But that's okay – he's only 17! He's got plenty of time ahead!"

"Well, playing in the Champions League at 18 hits differently than at 17... but Ye Chen is..."

Before they could finish, Zhan Jun's tone shifted abruptly.

"Let's watch the game!"

Piszczek steals the ball from Diawara! He crosses immediately!

Ah! Blocked by Diawara!

But Dortmund gets lucky – the ball bounces back to Piszczek!

Another cross!

Barrios goes for the header!

Mandanda! What a save by Mandanda!

GOAL!

A LAST-MINUTE WINNER!

Golden Boy Götze slides the ball in after Mandanda's fumble!

Dortmund has snatched victory at the death!

Götze looks ecstatic after scoring – he jumps high...

Wait! He's doing Ye Chen's celebration!

He points directly towards the box seats – we can see Ye Chen standing, clapping for Götze!

"This is the 'Wild Horse' duo! I'm shipping them now!" Zhan Jun shouted excitedly.

'In this moment, brought to you by J. Ensure your safety – stay calm and score! J – lasting longer, more excitement in extra time!'

On the pitch, after scoring, Götze immediately got up!

He jumped high and spun mid-air before landing perfectly!

"Siuuuuuuuuu!"

The fans roared alongside Götze!

And he was facing the box seats.

Ye Chen had already stood up, pumping his fist over and over – like an unstoppable machine!

The crowd had gone completely wild!

At that moment, the famous South Stand was at it again!

Yellow smoke filled the air.

A massive Champions League trophy slowly rose from beneath the stand!

This was Tifo culture at Signal Iduna Park!

Thousands of fans sang the Champions League anthem in unison:

"Ce sont les meilleures équipes..."

"Sie sind die allerbesten Mannschaften..."

"The main event..."

After the celebration, Götze ran back to the pitch. As he passed André Ayew, he gestured for him to be quiet!

If Ye were here, he'd do the same!

A bright smile spread across Götze's face!

Ye wasn't on the pitch, but Götze carried his spirit forward!

Whistle! Whistle! Whistle!

The game resumed – Marseille's players pushed forward immediately.

But the referee blew the final whistle right away.

Dortmund's substitutes stormed onto the pitch.

Fans embraced in the stands!

Lina threw herself into Ye Chen's arms. Ye slightly turned to the side, and once again... the view was breathtaking.

If I work hard enough, will Lina... develop again?

"Ye, Dortmund won! Aaaaah... Dortmund won! You can play in the Champions League!" Lina's face flushed as she excitedly buried herself further into Ye's chest.

"Yeah! I just wonder who we'll face in the knockout stage..."

It didn't look promising.

Finishing second in the group usually meant facing a powerhouse...

Please, not Barça, Real Madrid, or Man United...

Especially Barça – they were still in their prime "Dream Team III" era.

To put it simply, Spain's Euro 2012 domination was built on Barça's squad.

They weren't called the 'Invincibles' for nothing!

In an apartment in Belgium, De Bruyne watched the entire match.

His blood was boiling.

Leading, conceding, equalizing – he felt connected to Dortmund the whole time.

And when that last-minute winner and the giant Tifo appeared – he was hooked.

He wanted to join this Dortmund side.

Young, aggressive, and passionate!

No more hesitation...

Here we go!