After He Ying came on, Ancelotti's latest adjustment was also brought to the fore—Zlatan Ibrahimović would serve as a bridgehead for the team's fast breaks in attack, making full use of his all-around skills, his ability to pass and shoot, letting him set up He Ying, or even not taking the ball at all, just to attract the attention of Bordeaux defenders to He Ying.

This was equivalent to using He Ying as an offensive trump card.

Under such circumstances, He Ying was not on the field just to make up the numbers. If he played well, he could definitely score.

After He Ying told Zlatan Ibrahimović about Ancelotti's adjustment, Zlatan Ibrahimović shrugged: "Interesting, little guy, are you going to take them on single-handedly?"

He nodded towards Bordeaux's defense.

He Ying never expected Zlatan Ibrahimović to react like this, but he didn't know what Zlatan Ibrahimović's reaction meant, so he nodded: "Yes."

Seeing that this young man was so confident, Zlatan Ibrahimović laughed: "Good kid, then let Zlatan see what you're capable of that makes me want to cover you."

After speaking, he shook his head with a smile and ran away.

He Ying didn't know if Zlatan Ibrahimović was praising him or expressing disdain for him, but he didn't have time to think about Zlatan Ibrahimović's attitude right now. The most important thing was to do his best.

Just like Zhou Yi said, this was a very important opportunity, and he had to seize it. As long as he could score, he could do anything! If someone felt that he was stealing their thunder, then so be it!

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When the game restarted, Paris Saint-Germain's formation had a slight adjustment. The two forwards, Zlatan Ibrahimović and He Ying, were not standing side by side as before, but one in front and one behind.

Zlatan Ibrahimović was at the very front, and He Ying was behind him.

This was to allow Zlatan Ibrahimović to attract Bordeaux's defensive attention in the front, and then let He Ying seize the opportunity to insert from behind. Bordeaux certainly didn't value He Ying as much as Zlatan Ibrahimović, so Zlatan Ibrahimović was doing He Ying a favor.

Zhou Yi told everyone in the group what he observed, and Sun Pan was surprised: "Damn, He Ying, this kid has got lucky, he can get such an important task as soon as he goes to Paris! And he couldn't play a single game in half a season in Barcelona before..."

"Isn't this normal? Actually, with He Ying's ability, he would have been a main player in other teams long ago, but he insisted on staying in Barcelona. What kind of place is that? A rookie graveyard! The story of Messi happening once is enough, if it happens every year, how can Messi No. 1 survive?" Zhou Yi said.

As they spoke, the game on the field was in progress.

Bordeaux was eager to equalize the score, and their formation was getting higher and higher. But no matter how high they pressed, Zlatan Ibrahimović was always on the same line as them, and He Ying would go back to participate in the defense when the team was in defense. It seemed that all of Paris Saint-Germain's offensive routes would pass through Zlatan Ibrahimović, and the final right to fire was handed over to Zlatan Ibrahimović.

This was very normal. With Zlatan Ibrahimović's level, status, and state, there was no problem in letting him be the spearhead of the counterattack.

In the next few limited counterattacks by Paris Saint-Germain, Bordeaux's defenders did pay special attention to Zlatan Ibrahimović. They implemented a double-team defensive strategy against Zlatan Ibrahimović, with at least two people surrounding Zlatan Ibrahimović, not letting him get the ball comfortably, and strictly preventing him from turning around.

Under such tight defense, even a player like the "Swedish God" was hard-pressed to threaten the goal from more than forty meters away.

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Time came to the sixty-ninth minute of the game, and in the time before that, Bordeaux had basically besieged Paris Saint-Germain, but the quality of their attacks was really not flattering.

For example, in the attack that had just ended, they couldn't even attack into Paris Saint-Germain's penalty area, and could only choose to shoot from outside.

As a result, the football was blocked by Paris Saint-Germain's defender, Camara, with his body, and flew directly forward.

Matuidi jumped in the air and headed the football back, and Verratti, who was cutting in, received the ball and rushed forward with the ball.

He Ying was originally in the center, but Verratti was dribbling the ball towards the center, so he didn't stay in the center, but quickly pulled to the left, opening up angles and space, and creating an opportunity for Verratti to pass the ball.

In terms of off-ball movement, He Ying was definitely top-notch.

Zlatan Ibrahimović suppressed Bordeaux's defense at the front, forcing them to retreat, and unable to go up to steal Verratti's ball. The task of defending Verratti was handed over to Bordeaux's midfielders, Obraniak and Plasil.

Under the interception of these two Bordeaux players, Verratti's dribbling breakthrough was also unsustainable.

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"Pass it to He Ying!" Zhou Yi, who was in front of the TV, couldn't help but shout when he saw this scene. If he had been dribbling the ball, he would have passed the ball long ago, without waiting for Bordeaux's defenders to stick to him.

But Verratti hesitated. He seemed to want to continue to break through.

But with one more step forward, the space would be further compressed. It seemed that he couldn't even protect the football, let alone break through.

In such a situation, he finally looked up and thought of He Ying, who had already pulled to the side, so he passed the football over.

It was a pity that he passed it a little late. He Ying had just accelerated and ran to the front, and the football was passed over, it arrived behind him. He had to slow down and turn around to receive the ball. This destroyed a fast counterattack opportunity.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yi slammed his thigh and cursed: "Damn!"

In his opinion, such a pass was simply wasting He Ying's opportunity. Originally, after He Ying got the ball, he could directly use his speed advantage to kill into the Bordeaux's penalty area and create a chance.

As a result, the rhythm was slowed down, the fast break would have to be turned into a positional battle, and the opportunity to perform was gone.

Ke Tana heard Zhou Yi shouting outside in her room. Although she couldn't understand Chinese, she seemed to be able to feel that Zhou Yi's mood was not very good.

She was curious about what happened on the field. So she got up, opened the door, and came out: "What's wrong?"

"Are you sleeping so early?" Seeing Ke Tana coming out in her pajamas, Zhou Yi thought he had woken up Ke Tana who was sleeping.

"I'm not sleeping. I heard you shouting, so I came out to see what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Verratti made a bad pass." Zhou Yi said, turning his attention back to the TV.

In the TV, He Ying had already received the ball, and Bordeaux's defender, Henrique, had returned to his position, blocking He Ying's path to cut inside.

In this situation, he couldn't rush it, he could only take it slowly.

He Ying didn't rush either. Since he couldn't directly accelerate to break through, he used the outside of his right foot to push the football little by little, dribbling forward at a slow speed.

Zlatan Ibrahimović was in the center, and didn't mean to come up to help He Ying. Because he was in the center, Bordeaux's main defensive force also stayed in the center, closely following Zlatan Ibrahimović, preventing He Ying from passing the ball to Zlatan Ibrahimović.

Under He Ying's slow dribbling, he quickly pressed to Bordeaux's thirty-meter line.

He still didn't accelerate, and Henrique followed him back, step by step, without rushing to steal, steadily compressing the space He Ying still had.

Further back, He Ying's space for shooting or breaking through would be close to zero.

Facing this Henrique, who seemed very calm and had no flaws, He Ying didn't do any flashy feints in vain, but just gently pushed the football forward with the outside of his right foot.

Henrique lowered his center of gravity and retreated, his eyes fixed on He Ying's feet and the football.

In fact, he didn't want to steal the ball, but unfortunately the distance of He Ying's every push was very good, closer to him, and further away from himself. If he rashly rushed to steal, he was sure that he would be broken through by this kid. So he wasn't in a hurry, and just followed back. He wanted to see what this kid would do in the end.

Just as he was about to retreat to the edge of the penalty area, He Ying suddenly pushed the football forward with the outside of his right foot without any warning!

This time, he used much more force than before, and the football rolled from in front of Henrique to behind him almost instantly!

But what was faster was not the football, but He Ying!

He accelerated almost at the same time as the football, or rather, the moment he pushed the ball with his right foot was just a movement when he accelerated and sprinted forward with his right foot.

The football darted past Henrique, and He Ying flashed past Henrique like a lightning bolt!

Forced breakthrough!

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The German TV commentator exclaimed: "He!! He accelerated!"

Zhou Yi in front of the TV jumped up suddenly, dancing and gesticulating: "Damn! Cool! Cool! That's it! Charge him! Charge him—!!"

In Ke Tana's eyes, Zhou Yi was simply like a madman, a lunatic...

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Crap...

Henrique turned around reflexively, and at the same time reached out to push He Ying, intending to push him off balance and slow him down, even if it was a foul!

But when he pushed He Ying, He Ying's body twisted, unloading the force he pushed over, and his speed didn't decrease, continuing to rush forward!

With this exchange, Henrique was squeezed behind He Ying.

When he wanted to accelerate to catch up, He Ying had already rushed into the penalty area, and he could only eat dust behind He Ying's ass.

Seeing that He Ying had forced a breakthrough into the penalty area, and squeezed Henrique behind him, the home fans let out huge exclamations and boos.

And the other Bordeaux defenders hadn't reacted yet. He Ying had already caught up with the football, and after taking another step, he went straight to Bordeaux's goalkeeper, Carrasso!

Carrasso quickly abandoned the goal and attacked, planning to cooperate with the chasing Henrique to launch a pincer attack!

The other Bordeaux players who were defending Zlatan Ibrahimović hesitated—should they pounce on He Ying? If they did, what if He Ying passed the ball to Zlatan Ibrahimović in the middle?

This moment of hesitation had already made them lose the opportunity to pounce again. He Ying had already reached the corner of the small penalty area!

Facing Bordeaux's goalkeeper, Carrasso, who was attacking, he stretched out his left foot to kick the football. The straightened outside of his left foot cut into the football, and the football drew a not-so-obvious arc, but it just happened to bypass Carrasso's interception and went straight to the far corner of the goal!

Carrasso was pouncing on the near corner, but He Ying kicked a far corner, and shot the far corner with his left foot. It was much more difficult than rubbing a far corner with the inside of his right foot!

Carrasso fell to the ground, and his outstretched foot failed to touch the football. He could only twist his neck and watch the football fly towards the far post, and then hit the net on that side after brushing the inside of the post...

The ball went in!