The God of Football Starts With Passive Skills

Chapter 468 - 97: Bundesliga’s Top Star! Scoring Madly for the Title! Heynckes: Wang Shuo, If I Praise You Again, I’m a Dog

Standing on the sidelines, Lewandowski thought watching Wang Shuo play was a picture of effortless grace. He moved with such leisurely, stylish confidence.

He made it seem like their opponents were weak!

But once he was on the pitch himself, standing before the opposing center-backs, Lewandowski felt the pressure.

The center-back named Alexander Eberlein was a starting player for Germany’s U20 national team in 2008, and his skill was one thing...

But the other, a Nigerian center-back named Darlington Omoyinbe, wasn’t well-known. He’d supposedly played in the Polish league before and had spent a long time in the Second Bundesliga.

The moment Lewandowski challenged Omoyinbe physically, he was shocked.

He was so strong!

His muscles felt as hard as steel.

Even though he was only 1.88 meters tall, he put an immense amount of pressure on Lewandowski.

Facing them on the pitch was a completely different experience from the impression Wang Shuo had given off.

On top of that, Lewandowski still lacked chemistry with his teammates, so after coming on as a sub, he failed to showcase his abilities the few times he got the ball.

By the time the match ended in a 3–0 victory for Dortmund, Lewandowski was wearing a frustrated expression as he walked off the pitch. Something just felt off.

"Why don’t you just avoid them when you play?"

Wang Shuo replied matter-of-factly when Lewandowski asked him for advice.

"They can run pretty well too," Lewandowski said, vexed.

"They’re relatively slow. If you run faster, they won’t be able to keep up. You’ll always be able to find an opening."

"Once you find that opening, receive the ball, turn, and attack them head-on."

After hearing this, Lewandowski felt so miserable he wanted to cry.

’I know that, but the problem is, I can’t do it!’

He wasn’t even that much faster than Eberlein.

’And if I run that fast, my stamina will drain even quicker. I can’t keep that up.’

"And that Omoyinbe, he’s actually a two-footed player. His left foot is very good too."

"Exactly. So next time you’re up against players like that, don’t go head-to-head with them. Use your movement, your first touch, and your turns to create chances to face them head-on. Play to your speed advantage, use feints to throw them off balance, and you’ll become a threat."

Lewandowski felt that Wang Shuo made a lot of sense.

’But I still can’t do it.’

’Dude, can’t you see I’m about to cry?’

’The gap between people can be this huge!’

’So that’s why. Wang Shuo’s goals always look easy because he’s Wang Shuo.’

’For anyone else, it’s just too damn hard!’

Forget everything else, just running an average of 12 kilometers per match would be enough to kill Lewandowski!

"Don’t worry, you just haven’t adapted yet. Take your time," Wang Shuo consoled him. "Those two guys might play in the German Third Division, but they’re really at a Second Bundesliga level. Plus, that Omoyinbe is experienced and really tough to play against."

Wang Shuo’s words of comfort made Lewandowski feel a little better.

’Since I’m here, I have to give it my all.’

"Alright, I’ve made up my mind. From now on, I’m going to train hard with you. I don’t care how tough it gets, I’m not afraid!"

"Attaboy." Wang Shuo nodded in approval. "Then it’s a deal. I’ll swing by your place and get you tomorrow morning."

’He was also hoping to have a training partner.’

Lewandowski’s house was halfway along Wang Shuo’s running route to the training grounds, so making a small detour wouldn’t be an issue.

The Polish striker nodded. "What time?"

"5 a.m."

Lewandowski nearly tripped over the grass. He whipped his head around, his eyes wide as he stared at Wang Shuo in disbelief.

"Get up at 5?"

"Nope. Leave the house at 5."

"Oh, in that case... maybe we can start in a few days."

"What’s wrong?"

"I haven’t been feeling well the past few days."

’Leave the house at 5 a.m.?’

’Is that training?’

’No, that’s a death sentence!’

’Man, I give up!’

’I really do!’

...

「9:20 PM, August 22nd, Capital Time.」

The television sports channel aired a 30-second promotional video for the new Bundesliga season.

The classic Bundesliga theme song played over scenes of the classic Bundesliga stadium atmosphere.

Starting at the 18-second mark, the first star to appear was Dortmund’s number 9, Wang Shuo, in his yellow and black kit. He was followed by Robben and Thomas Müller.

Next were two of the Bundesliga’s famous managers, Van Gaal and Klopp.

The promo ended with a montage of exciting highlights from the previous Bundesliga season, which ultimately resolved into the league’s classic footballer logo.

After the promo, the broadcast cut to the sports channel’s studio.

"Welcome to the broadcast of the first round of the 2010/11 Bundesliga season."

"We just saw the official promo for the new Bundesliga season, and our very own player from China, Wang Shuo, was featured in the prime spot. This represents the Bundesliga’s official recognition of Wang Shuo’s status."

After host Duan Xuan’s opening remarks, guest commentator Tao Wei chimed in.

"That’s right. This is the first time an Asian player has been featured in a promo for one of the top four leagues."

"What’s more, just before this match, Transfermarkt released its updated player market values for the new Bundesliga season. With a value of 50 million euros, Wang Shuo has surpassed Ribery and Robben to become the undisputed top star in the Bundesliga."

"Currently, Ribery is valued at 38 million euros, and Robben at 40 million."

"Dortmund’s entire squad is now valued at 170 million euros, second only to Bayern’s 300 million."

"Additionally, Dortmund is the second-youngest team in the Bundesliga this season, surpassed only by Hoffenheim."

"Last season, many teams were taken by surprise by Dortmund’s rapid rise."

"And this season, we have every reason to expect that Wang Shuo and Dortmund will bring us even more surprises and success."