Chapter 41: Sensation Across the Venue

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Due to computer issues, the recent chapters have been somewhat lackluster, and I feel deeply apologetic. Watermark ad test. Alright, today I’m giving it my all—no more filler, here’s some solid content for everyone. I really dislike typing on a phone.

Throughout the Allianz Arena, the crowd kept chanting Momo’s name. Unconsciously, Momo had already earned the fans’ recognition through his performance.

As long as you can score, as long as you can secure victory for the team, you become the darling of the fans.

“Hello everyone, I’m Chen Nu. Today, I’ll be narrating this match, a moment where Momo truly proves his worth.”

Indeed, it was a moment to prove his value. If the team could win with or without you, then what is your worth?

Now was Momo’s shining moment to show he was an indispensable member of the team and worth the high price other clubs would pay to acquire him.

“Momo is very active. We can see that he’s no longer just hovering around the offside line.”

Chen Nu’s voice held a tone of admiration. From his first appearance with a breathtaking aerial play to now scoring from outside the penalty area; from his initial “challenge” to the skillful dribbling he now displayed.

Unconsciously, Momo had become a scorching star, each goal as precious as gold, each victory a chapter in his growth.

Momo’s expression sharpened. He understood that every goal he scored was for himself; every victory was a form of self-preservation.

Schalke 04’s defense wasn’t the tightest, but Momo wasn’t sure if his teammates would be willing to pass to him, nor did he want to be merely a simple poacher.

He had to perform more, be better and more outstanding, to earn better bargaining chips.

Opportunities always come to those who are prepared, and Momo was exactly that prepared person.

“The game has reached the eighth minute; both sides have had attacks and defenses. Now Schalke 04 is passing back, trying to slow the pace. Huh!? That’s—Momo!!! Danger!”

Some scouts on the field brightened at this moment. This! This was the precise judgment of the ball’s rolling path that Momo had shown before.

In a previous match, Momo had used this skill to repeatedly intercept the ball, turning danger into safety. And now! It appeared again!

“Momo!!! Momo moves forward to intercept!!! Schalke 04’s players are helpless; he pushes the ball towards the backfield. The goalkeeper rushes out! This is Neuer, the new goalkeeper trained by Schalke 04’s youth academy, rumored to have great potential.”

Neuer’s face was filled with excitement. He felt this was wonderful—he was certain he could clear the ball away!

“Momo!? Oh my! This is a challenge!? Schalke 04’s defender actually facilitated Momo’s alternative challenge!”

Neuer wasn’t slow, and neither was Momo. The blue and white stripes made Momo look like a wave surging toward Schalke 04’s goal.

But would Schalke 04 be the reef?

Neuer, slightly stout, now moved like a black panther.

“Who!!! Who will reach the ball first? Neuer!!!! Neuer slides in!!! A slide tackle outside the penalty area! Is this really a goalkeeper?!”

Both ran at full speed. The entire Allianz Arena roared Momo’s name, and Momo felt his whole being about to boil over.

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Momo seemed as if he had been pulled from water, sweat streaming down his forehead soaking his eyes.

“Ah!!! Neuer!!! Neuer reached the ball first!!!! No! Oh my!”

Neuer’s unexpected slide was already astonishing to Chen Nu, but at the very moment Neuer tackled the ball, Momo “fished” it back.

The entire Allianz Arena erupted—shot!? An open goal!? Shoot!?

Let’s rewind to that instant. Neuer knew he might reach the ball slightly after Momo, so he chose the option Momo had used many times before.

Neuer fell forward, aiming to clear the ball, confident it was a precise tackle—and indeed, he did hit the ball.

However, it was only a moment apart from Momo, whose expression was cold and composed, showing no panic, making the right choice.

Momo used the instep of his right foot to hook the ball back from its “wrong path.”

Momo’s ball control wasn’t perfect, but who cared? The ball passed Neuer, he passed Neuer—that was enough.

The breeze gently brushed Momo’s sweat-drenched face, which remained resolute as ever.

Momo’s eyes gleamed with yearning. Although he had scored countless goals, he truly savored this moment!

Will he shoot!? Shoot! Shoot it!

Just as Momo nearly entered the goal, he struck fiercely. The ball shot like a rocket, thundering into the net.

For a moment, those nearby fans even thought the shot would tear the net!

Momo turned around, his face flushed. The fans at Allianz Arena surged like waves, chanting Momo’s name.

He seemed to return to that day, when before 60,000 fans, he proudly declared, “Once blue, forever blue.”

The executives of Munich 1860 looked displeased. They already realized Momo’s future was not with Munich 1860.

Munich 1860 merely wanted to live peacefully, but Momo was a passionate outlier. They had tried to diminish his influence.

They attempted to downplay his role to avoid stirring strong fan dissatisfaction when selling him.

Heaven knows, it had only been a few days! Momo had already won the hearts of fans so deeply.

If Munich 1860’s fans knew their management’s thoughts, they would surely punch them in protest, for Momo’s vitality and passion had won them over completely.

(German football has always been traditional and rigorous. Munich 1860 even more so. Klose’s slightly wild World Cup celebrations stirred their fervor.)

Neuer’s eyes held a trace of envy. How wonderful! To be so beloved by fans!

“The match continues. It seems recent domestic rumors are disappointing. How could Momo, so loved by fans, wish to leave Munich 1860!?”

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Chen Nu’s words made countless viewers roll their eyes. If you don’t say that, we might not be sure, but once you do, Momo might as well be transferring!

“Ah! Now it’s Schalke 04 controlling the ball in attack, but I seem to see something strange. Tell me, is that black-clad player near the center circle on their own half goalkeeper Neuer from Schalke 04!?”

At this moment, the TV camera swept across, and everyone watching also noticed. My goodness! Neuer!? Is this really a goalkeeper!?

The cameraman focused on Neuer, whose anxious face suggested he might dash forward to join the attack at any moment. The long shot of about ten seconds seemed to capture his own surprise at this!

“Shao Jiayi!!!! That’s Shao Jiayi clearing the ball!! Unsurprisingly, Momo!!!”

This was indeed a good chance. When Momo saw Shao Jiayi stepping forward, he had a feeling that Shao Jiayi could intercept the ball.

With this thought, Momo began moving. In his own half, no offside rules applied no matter how far he ran.

Momo’s start was fast; Schalke 04’s defenders couldn’t keep up. Shao Jiayi’s clearance was well-aimed. Momo ran with his head held high, eyes on the ball in the air. This had to be a beautiful breakaway.

Sure enough, the Allianz Arena erupted, but mixed in were strange emotions—what was this!?

Momo’s eyes widened as the ball was about to land. A black figure suddenly charged out—it was! The goalkeeper!? No mistake! Ah! Of course! It was Neuer!

Momo’s expression was somewhat helpless. He stopped, looked at Neuer still on the ground, and wanted to help him up.

But at that instant, the entire Allianz Arena erupted. Momo was stunned, then turned his head—this!!! This was not just a clearance but the start of an attack!?

Could it be a mistake!? It must be a mistake! Turning around, he saw Neuer’s face also showed disbelief. Well, Momo was speechless—it was indeed a mistake.

But even if it was a mistake, it was still a very threatening attack!

“Neuer! That’s Neuer’s clearance!!! No!!! It’s a counterattack!!! Schalke 04 breaks into the penalty area!!!”

The ball’s landing spot was cunning, behind two defenders. Schalke 04’s players slipped through and smoothly penetrated the box.

Simon Jentz was stunned at this moment. What’s going on?

“Schalke 04 fires a powerful shot! Simon Jentz guesses the right direction!!!”

The next moment, the entire stadium went wild. Momo couldn’t help but applaud. Neuer sprinted back toward his own goal.

PS: The familiar taste, the familiar recipe. Care to guess whether it goes in or not? I haven’t decided yet either. (.)