As Dortmund's match against Inter Milan concluded, and after completing the post-match formalities, they returned to the locker room.

Ye Chen, holding his match ball, immediately called Lina.

Lina, who was in her dorm room, had just finished watching the game and answered the video call. "Chen! How are you back in the locker room so quickly?"

"Look at this!" Ye Chen said with a smile, like a child showing off a new toy.

"Is that the game ball? You were amazing today!" Lina praised him.

"If I was so amazing, shouldn't I get a kiss?" Ye Chen pointed to his cheek.

Lina's face turned red. "My roommates are here. I'll kiss you when we're alone!"

"Alright!" Ye Chen nodded. "I'm going to take a shower. See you at home."

"Okay, bye!" Lina waved. As soon as the video call ended, her roommates started teasing her.

One of her close friends playfully called out to another girl, "Lina, darling, if he was that amazing, shouldn't he get a kiss?"

"Mwah, mwah, mwah..."

Laughter filled the dorm room.

Watching her laughing roommates, Lina sighed.

They didn't have much time together anymore. She had made a decision, taking Ye Chen's advice to become a professional soccer agent.

To become a soccer agent, she needed to learn many professional skills, which meant she would have to suspend her studies.

Of course, it wasn't a permanent withdrawal; she could return to school if she changed her mind.

However, Lina unconditionally trusted Ye Chen's advice.

As Ye Chen exited the locker room, Klopp took him to the post-match press conference.

As today's MVP, Ye Chen immediately attracted the interest of the reporters.

Flashes from cameras flickered incessantly.

After Klopp and Ye Chen sat down, the press conference officially began.

Ye Chen picked up a bottle of Ice Dew from the table and took a sip.

He then gave a thumbs-up.

As Ice Dew's global ambassador, Ye Chen took his role seriously.

He would always take a sip whenever he saw Ice Dew, a scene that was once again captured by the cameras.

"Congratulations to Dortmund on successfully advancing, and Ye for once again being the MVP. What are your feelings about Inter Milan after these two legs?"

"Inter Milan is a team with a rich history. They have a huge fan base in China and are deeply loved by us. It's an honor to play against such a great team. Of course, Milan is also a charming city. I hope to come back here again in the future!" Ye Chen said politely.

"Eight goals in two games have propelled you to fourth place in the top scorer rankings. Will you challenge Messi for the top spot?"

"Of course!" Ye Chen nodded. "A striker who doesn't want the Golden Boot isn't a good striker. Although I know it's difficult to surpass the top three, I will try my best."

"The quarter-final and semi-final draws are in two days. Who do you most hope to face?"

Ye Chen shook his head. "Besides Bayern, I don't know which other teams have advanced. Is there a selection range?"

"The teams that have qualified so far are APOEL, Benfica, Bayern, Milan, and Barcelona."

Adding Dortmund, Chelsea, and Real Madrid made eight teams.

APOEL was actually Athletic Club Omonia Nicosia, just a different transliteration.

In the round of 16, APOEL miraculously drew with Lyon and eventually won 5-4 on penalties.

Undoubtedly, APOEL was the easiest opponent, followed by Benfica.

Then came the other giants.

Ye Chen hesitated for a moment. "I'll choose Bayern. That way, we don't have to travel back and forth, and we're also more familiar with them."

Ye Chen's answer surprised the reporters.

"Which team do you least want to face?"

"Definitely Barcelona... They have too many top players. In the last game, Messi scored five goals. It would be very difficult for us to face Barcelona!" Ye Chen replied.

This answer was reasonable.

"Aren't you afraid of facing Cristiano Ronaldo's Real Madrid?"

"Can I change my answer? This year's Real Madrid seems to be as strong as Barcelona!" Ye Chen said with a troubled expression. "Oh, and Milan... Arsenal beat us, but they were eliminated by Milan!"

He seemed to be answering the question but was actually praising the strength of the other teams.

With such high emotional intelligence, how could he not be liked?

The Italian reporters present all smiled brightly.

"Today, your hat-trick conquered the San Siro. When the entire stadium applauded and cheered for you, how did you feel?"

Ye Chen smiled. "I felt the respect of the fans. Although they criticized me during the game, I am willing to accept their final show of goodwill."

"If you have the opportunity, would you consider playing in Serie A?"

"I need to consider that carefully. I don't have any transfer plans yet," Ye Chen said calmly with a faint smile.

He truly didn't have any transfer plans.

However, scouts from Barcelona, Real Madrid, Manchester United, Paris Saint-Germain, Manchester City, and Chelsea were present in the stands today.

They were all conducting in-depth analyses of Ye Chen.

At least a dozen reports from the six clubs had been delivered to the respective head coaches, and their recommendations were surprisingly consistent: Buy, buy, buy!

Eight goals in two games, each one spectacular.

And he was only 17 years old, with a huge Chinese market behind him...

Such a player was worth acquiring even for €88.88 million!

Of course, these were not things Ye Chen needed to consider now. He had two priorities: first, help Dortmund win the Bundesliga; second, lead Dortmund to the Champions League title.

He didn't want to transfer before winning the Champions League!

Based on his memories from his previous life, Dortmund and Bayern would reach the Champions League final the following year, ultimately facing Bayern!

After a year of growth, Ye Chen was very confident...

For now, it depended on the draw!

Dortmund's appearance in the knockout stage had already changed history, and now they had reached the quarter-finals... He didn't know what changes it would bring.

But that was what made it interesting.

Why was soccer so exciting?

You never knew what would happen until the last second!

The next day, Dortmund's players took a connecting flight back to Dortmund, while the coach and team manager flew to Nyon, Switzerland, for the Champions League quarter-final and semi-final draws!

This would be the final draw of the knockout stage.

As soon as Klopp arrived in Nyon, Guardiola contacted him.

"Jurgen, name your price. Sell Ye to us!"

The Champions League knockout stage was extremely intense, especially against teams as established as Inter Milan.

Ye Chen scoring eight goals against such a team spoke for itself.

Combined with the reports from Barcelona's professional scouts, Guardiola was determined!

Of course, the scout reports all had a concluding remark, and the Barcelona scout's evaluation of Ye Chen was: a talent no less than Messi, even faster! Buy, buy, buy!

Hearing Guardiola's words, Klopp smiled. "Sorry, Ye is not for sale!"

"What if we're willing to pay the release clause?" Guardiola asked, stroking his chin.

Before Klopp could speak, Watzke, who was beside him, was shocked. "You're going to use €88.88 million to buy Ye?"

Guardiola nodded and said seriously, "We are determined to get Ye! We will send an official offer very soon!"

Klopp and Watzke exchanged glances and reached a consensus.

They needed to discuss a new contract with Ye!

An €88.88 million release clause was not secure enough...