47:33

Shinji Kagawa took a corner kick from the right side. Virgil van Dijk, eager to redeem himself for his earlier mistake in the first half, leapt for a header at the near post.

Unfortunately for him, Júlio César was not going to allow it.

The match continued.

For the next five minutes, both sides engaged in a fierce midfield battle. Ye Chen, unwilling to remain on the sidelines, joined in the fray for possession.

Unlike the first half, when no one marked him, Cambiasso was back to shadow him.

Ye Chen had a good impression of Cambiasso—solid on defense but not dirty. At least, he didn't resort to reckless fouls.

53:24

Ye Chen and Cambiasso went for a 50-50 ball. Ye Chen's speed won out as he reached the ball first, executing a brilliant Marseille turn to shield it.

But Cambiasso slid in recklessly, taking Ye Chen down.

It was clear that Cambiasso knew he couldn't win the ball—his challenge was more of a statement.

"Kid, you're not getting another easy shot today," Cambiasso snarled as he extended a hand to help Ye Chen up.

Ye Chen ignored the hand. "Oh really? Let's see what you've got."

If the opponent comes for you, why hold back?

Ye Chen shot back without hesitation.

You think I'm a pushover? Think again.

54:47

Dortmund won a corner, but Inter's Lucio cleared it with a header.

Milito picked up the loose ball but had no space to sprint forward, opting to pass back to Sneijder instead.

Inter launched their attack. Sneijder carried the ball past the halfway line, but Sven Bender came charging in, forcing him to pass backward to Cambiasso.

Caught off guard, Cambiasso's touch was heavy.

Shinji Kagawa seized the opportunity, cleverly intercepting and sending the ball forward to Lewandowski.

Inter had over-committed to their attack, leaving gaps in defense—gaps that Ye Chen was ready to exploit.

With his 99 speed and 99 acceleration, Ye Chen bolted forward like a spear aimed at Inter's vulnerable backline.

Lewandowski received the ball, but Samuel and Lucio immediately closed in on him.

Lewandowski, however, flicked the ball behind Lucio with a deft touch.

Lucio abandoned his mark on Lewandowski and turned to chase Ye Chen.

But Ye Chen was already there, one-on-one with the goalkeeper.

Júlio César, caught off guard by the lightning-fast counterattack, lowered his stance and charged forward.

This time, he couldn't let Ye Chen score.

Both players closed the distance rapidly.

At the crucial moment, Ye Chen nudged the ball toward the end line with his right foot and sidestepped around César, who dove in vain.

Ye Chen reached the ball, composed himself, and calmly slotted it into the empty net with his left foot.

Thud!

The ball hit the back of the net.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!"

The commentator couldn't contain his excitement.

Dortmund fans erupted into cheers.

Ye Chen dashed to the corner flag, putting his finger to his lips to silence the Inter fans.

Not everyone chooses to endure.

Especially not someone like Ye Chen.

Where there's oppression, there's resistance.

And Ye Chen's resistance was swift and merciless.

A brace in just 55 minutes!

Seven goals in two Champions League knockout matches!

For a 17-year-old, what more could anyone ask for?

As Ye Chen approached the corner flag, a barrage of water bottles and lighters rained down from the stands.

This was the San Siro—not a place where opponents could celebrate freely.

The deafening boos filled the stadium.

Ye Chen, no fool, quickly ran back to the pitch.

Lewandowski, Kagawa, Gündoğan, and others rushed over to celebrate with him.

Ye Chen, covering his head, joked to himself: "These fans are anything but cute!"

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"Another goal!" commentator Zhan Jun marveled. "Ye Chen is on fire once again!"

Zhang Lu chuckled, "That celebration says it all. He's telling the fans to shut up!"

Zhan Jun nodded. "Inter fans better take note: the last team that booed Ye Chen saw him score a hat trick."

Back on the pitch, Ye Chen glanced around at the furious Inter fans.

Boo louder! The louder you boo, the more fired up I get!

Of course, Ye Chen hadn't forgotten his personal goal. Just one more, and he'd achieve his target for the match.

The boos gradually subsided, and the game resumed.

Inter's players, despite conceding, remained composed. They were veterans, accustomed to adversity.

The ball circulated patiently among Inter's players.

The fans, unwavering in their support, continued singing, inspiring their team.

The atmosphere was electric—a true testament to football's spirit.

Whether in triumph or defeat, they stood by their team.

57:33

Sneijder moved to the right, combining with Maicon. But Schmelzer's late tackle clipped Maicon's leg, earning Inter a free kick.

Sneijder delivered the set piece to the edge of the box instead of crossing into the penalty area.

A shadow surged forward, unleashing a powerful strike.

The ball soared past Weidenfeller, who had no chance to react.

Goal!

In the first half, Inter needed 30 minutes of relentless attacking to break through. Ye Chen equalized two minutes later.

In the second half, Ye Chen scored, only for Inter to equalize two minutes later.

The score was now 2-2.

While the outcome of the tie was decided, Inter's players were fighting for pride and their fans.

Dortmund, too, had no intention of backing down—they didn't want to disappoint their supporters either.

Both teams were determined to win.

After scoring, Cambiasso didn't celebrate. Instead, he gestured for his teammates to retrieve the ball from the net.

They resumed their assault on Dortmund's goal immediately, refusing to give them any breathing room.

In the stands, Inter fans began singing their team's anthem, convinced they could see the light of victory on the horizon.

Many fans, moved by the sight of the aging veterans still fighting with all their might on the pitch, recorded the moment and shared it on messaging apps to preserve their emotions at this time.

True fans don't flock to you only when you're at your peak, nor do they abandon you when you're at your lowest.

Though Inter Milan may seem aged and worn out now, they firmly believed one thing: as long as their team spirit remained unbroken, Inter would one day return to the top of Serie A and even the pinnacle of Europe.

Of course, only Ye Chen on the pitch knew that Inter's true revival would come when a certain 200-pound man, defying physics with his speed and explosive runs, led the charge.

After all, "explosive runs are eternal, and feigned attacks will always endure!"