Tears even threatened to well up in his eyes.
He couldn’t understand that loss of control.
Much later, he reflected on it and thought that perhaps it was a resonance that ca from his very bloodline.
He shared the sa hair and skin color as the Chinese player on the live broadcast; they shared the sa blood.
So, when he saw that Chinese player score, he couldn’t help but cheer for him.
From that night on, he was completely hooked on the Bundesliga!
He started to learn about that player, Dortmund’s number 9, Wang Shuo.
He was astonished to discover just how inspirational the player’s story was. Despite being rejected by 18 German teams and facing all sorts of discrimination, he had never given up.
In the end, he made his breakthrough at Mainz!
And last season, Wang Shuo and Mainz had elevated each other. They even defeated the juggernaut Bayern in the DFB-Pokal final!
It was nothing short of a miracle!
Chen Dongfeng started watching the Bundesliga every weekend, watching Dortmund’s matches.
And he wasn’t the only one; his wife and children watched alongside him.
He discovered that this resonance of bloodline didn’t just affect him; it had the sa effect on his wife and children.
He simply told them that the number 9 was one of them, from China.
And then, they too would cheer for number 9’s goals and applaud his brilliant plays!
Chen Dongfeng also noticed that ever since One HD started broadcasting the Bundesliga for free, the newspapers in Singapore had begun reporting more and more on the Bundesliga matches and on Wang Shuo.
Every weekend, and even as early as Thursday, he could find sizable articles about Wang Shuo in the United Morning News.
Sotis there were even photos.
His friends and colleagues were also discussing Wang Shuo and the Bundesliga more and more often.
When they went to bars to relax, they found that even there, Dortmund’s matches and Wang Shuo’s highlight reels were being played.
More and more people knew that a Chinese man nad Wang Shuo was playing in the Bundesliga.
He was making them all proud.
He was bringing honor to all Chinese people, both in China and abroad.
He was scoring in every single match.
When they played Hamburg, Dortmund lost, but Wang Shuo still scored.
When they played Stuttgart, he scored two goals, helping Dortmund defeat their opponent.
On the pitch, he was always running, running tirelessly, as if he would never get tired.
In Wang Shuo, they saw a reflection of sothing familiar and admirable.
Chen Dongfeng and his friends grew to like him more and more.
They began to learn everything about Wang Shuo: his background, his story, his motherland, and his hotown.
That was the sa motherland and hotown his parents spoke of.
This made Chen Dongfeng feel, for the first ti, that he had always been connected to his motherland and hotown by blood.
「Another weekend.」
Chen Dongfeng invited a few friends over to his house to watch the match together.
Tonight was the 4th round of the Bundesliga: Dortmund was away against Frankfurt.
The match was proving to be difficult.
Frankfurt was no pushover.
Even the comntator ntioned that the financially powerful Frankfurt was currently ranked 6th in the Bundesliga.
Dortmund, on the other hand, was playing consecutive matches.
They had just played a UEFA Europa League qualifying match mid-week.
Oh, right, the comntator for the One HD channel had also slipped in an advertisent during the broadcast, saying they were going to start showing the official UEFA Europa League matches—the group stage, that is.
However, that would co with a fee.
Chen Dongfeng and his buddies had already agreed to get together to watch the UEFA Europa League matches when the ti ca.
But right now, the most important thing was to take down Frankfurt.
"Let’s go, Wang Shuo!"
"Keep pushing!"
"There’s still ti, don’t give up!"
"What a beautiful dribble!"
For so reason, despite usually speaking fluent English, they couldn’t help but shout in Chinese when cheering for Wang Shuo.
Even though their Chinese was far from standard and carried a thick accent.
Chen Dongfeng’s wife and children were also watching the match, getting excited with every touch of the ball from Wang Shuo.
They would even forcefully slap the sofa or the coffee table.
"Dortmund’s form really isn’t great today. They’re not giving Wang Shuo enough support."
"His few monts of brilliance have all been down to his individual skill, but no matter how skilled he is, can he really take on three defenders every ti?"
"They’re playing back-to-back matches and they’ve rotated the squad. Look at the defensive line—they swapped out two of the four players. Two midfielders are new as well."
"The team hasn’t even gelled properly yet. Rotating the squad like this now is really going to be tough for them."
"It’s alright, Klopp is finally making a substitution."
"Is Grosskreutz any good? He’s replacing Kuba."
The group discussed amongst themselves as they watched the ga.
Everyone was watching in anticipation.
Because they all shared one belief: Wang Shuo would not let them down!
During a defensive play, Shahin received a yellow card.
Frankfurt seized the opportunity to launch an attack.
But just as they were about to send a high ball to Alexander ier, Subotic got there first, leaping high into the air and clearing it with a header.
"Beautiful!"
"That guy’s one of Wang Shuo’s best friends! They sleep in the sa bed!" Chen Dongfeng shouted excitedly.
"Ah, so they live together."
"Uh, no, I an they share a room! A room!"
"Forget it, they’re counter-attacking!"
Dortmund’s counter-attack was incredibly fast.
After getting the ball, Shahin quickly passed it upfield.
Wang Shuo passed it to the left flank, then turned and quickly made a run forward.
As Reus received the ball while surging forward at high speed, he sent a through ball behind the defense.
Like a flash of lightning, Wang Shuo pierced through Frankfurt’s defensive line.
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