Chapter 63 Shout Out! Roar!

Reus also scored on his Dortmund debut.

In stoppage time, he received a through ball from Zhou Tiancheng, inserted it from the ribs of the penalty area, and made a series of fake moves to get rid of the ball, which made the Hamburg defender dizzy. He easily evaded the shooting space for himself, facing the goalkeeper, An easy low shot, opened a good start for his career in Dortmund.

"GOOOOAL!!! Marco Reus, first goal for Dortmund! This half was flawless!"

But Duan Xuan, who was the CCTV commentator, saw the scene after the goal—everyone was about to rush up to hug him, but while he was running towards the corner flag area, he kept gesturing to Zhou Tiancheng to follow behind him. I clapped hands several times in a row.

"Royce showed excellent personal ability. Of course, Zhou Tiancheng's pass was also clever and direct, tearing up the midfield of Hamburg. Royce had this opportunity. We can see what makes Klopp happy. Signal, Reus integrated into the team very quickly!"

In fact, this is a euphemism for "Royce is very sensible and has a good relationship with Zhou Tiancheng". As a CCTV commentator, he will naturally not let go of any opportunity to highlight Zhou Tiancheng. And Zhou Tiancheng does have a big boss status in this team.

After the game, Royce became the focus of reporters' attention, but the media's opinions were similar. It was nothing more than the feeling that Klopp had found a treasure. His "mad dog" counterattack tactics emphasized running and speed, but also needed counterattack efficiency. Only with Royce who can run, pass and shoot can we truly fly with both wings.

In the post-match press conference, Klopp unabashedly gave Royce a high score. In fact, Royce's debut was indeed worthy of a high score. The first game was just a test, the test passed, and Klopp decided to give him a chance to start next.

Dortmund will face Hoffenheim next at home. Before this game, the fan club headquarters in Dortmund is in a hurry.

There were quite a few foreign students who showed up at the club today and were about to go to the Westphalon Stadium to shout. In the spacious club hall, there were more than a hundred people standing one after another. It is difficult to have so many people in an ordinary league.

The reason is very simple, the club has already announced to all registered members, and now everyone knows that the boss who will watch the game with him will be replaced in the future, and Zhou Tiancheng's father will take over!

Because of this relationship with Zhou Tiancheng, almost everyone came here enthusiastically. It was very simple. According to Chu Yunling's joke, everyone probably wanted to see what kind of father could give birth to such a monstrous football genius like Zhou Tiancheng. Especially these overseas students who follow the national team have this kind of curiosity.

Originally organized in the club, everyone would go to the stadium in unison, but today the efficiency is obviously insufficient, because Zhou Zhenyong appeared in the field of vision of these fans for the first time, so the request for taking pictures is very common, and some humorous and quick-witted people actually He pestered him jokingly, but he actually wanted to find out about Zhou Tiancheng's embarrassment.

Of course, this kind of scene couldn't trouble Zhou Zhenyong, who stepped down from the boss position, he fooled around jokingly, the atmosphere was very relaxed, and Zhou Zhenyong was always smiling, and he still had a good impression of these young people. But after thinking about it, he thought it was nothing unusual. He knew his son well, and the fans he could absorb would not be bad.

But after such a delay, there is not much time before the start of the competition. Zhou Zhenyong hurriedly greeted: "I want to hear his gossip and embarrassment. If you have time, you can talk slowly. I can hold a forum for a hundred schools of thought and I can blow it to you for three days and three nights, but Now, go, watch the game, move!"

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The number of people at the Westphalon Stadium is not too many today, Hoffenheim is not a strong opponent, and the overall attendance rate of the entire stadium is not high, but the South Stand is full of people at any time.

This is the first time Zhou Zhenyong has come to the stadium of the No. 1 Devil in Europe. As a veteran fan for 20 years, he has naturally heard of the South Stand.

He was also mentally prepared, but when he was actually on the scene, the high decibels still made him feel unbearable. He always sang the song "You'll Never Walk Alone" which became famous because of Anfield at the highest decibels, and his eardrums were about to shake. It was broken, and at the same time he felt the ground under his feet vibrate—it was the effect created by everyone singing and dancing, and it was even more obvious on the standing seats. Zhou Zhenyong felt his feet shaking, and he was about to stand up. Unsteady, quickly hold on to the railing.

"Uncle, can you get used to it? This is the characteristic of Dortmund." The fans next to him expressed concern.

Zhou Zhenyong smiled: "It's okay, haha, this is called football? It's just like this, cool!"

Zhou Zhenyong's voice was louder than anyone else, he enjoyed the atmosphere very much, he opened his arms and shouted loudly. "

The people around also smiled, and simply followed the rhythm of his raising his hand and shouted up and down.

It has to be said that Zhou Zhenyong deserves to be a person in a high position, and his ability to mobilize emotions and atmosphere is incomparable to Yang Cheng. Soon their area became the loudest source of sound in the South Stand.

The leaders of several other fan organizations couldn't help but look sideways. When they saw Zhou Zhenyong's middle-aged face, they showed some strange expressions.

"Hey, buddy, why did you change the leader? Where did Yang go?" Andres, the fan leader of the Avengers, asked a fan who was closer.

The fan showed undisguised luck on his face: "He won't be able to come in the future, this is our new boss, this has a lot of background, it scares you to death!"

Andres smiled: "Hehe, don't you tell me that he is Zhou's father?"

The fan opened his eyes wide and looked surprised: "Ah! How do you know?"

"Hahaha!" Andres grinned and laughed unscrupulously, "You think I'm a three-year-old kid? Do you think I'll believe such a naive joke? Dude, did you graduate from film school?"

The other side shook his head.

Andres couldn't help sighing: "Well, that's such a pity. Dude, did someone tell you that you actually wasted your talent, haha!"

"Stupid!" After the fan realized it, he saw Andres who couldn't stand laughing, and cursed in a low voice.

The on-site DJ quickly introduced the starting players one by one, Zhou Zhenyong turned his head and shouted: "Call me!"

Every time the DJ uttered a name, cheers erupted from behind him.

When he saw Zhou Tiancheng walking on the court, Zhou Zhenyong yelled again: "Shout it out to me!"

Then he opened his arms, and everyone jumped up behind him, shouting Zhou Tiancheng's name loudly.

"Tian-cheng——ZHOU!!!!"

In the end, there was a long sound in the audience, and the fans who received Zhou Zhenyong's request did not hesitate to break the sound, soaring to the highest decibel.

Zhou Zhenyong shouted the loudest, with a crazy expression on his face, he put down his career, now he is just a father, crazy, for football, crazy, for his son.