The football shot from Chu Zhongtian did not run forward against the grass, nor did it pass by at low altitude, but it flew towards the goal near the upper corner!

Weidenfeller's center of gravity was pressing down very low. When he found that the football was not rolling against the grass to the ground between his legs, it was too late to get up again.

He could only wave his hand and hit it up, hoping to drag the football out.

But football is too fast!

Before he waved his hand, the football had already passed by, hitting the ball behind him, and he could even clearly hear the sound of the football and the net colliding and friction in the noise - swish!

"Wow! The ball is in!!"

"In the 17th minute! Chu takes the lead for Hoffenheim!!"

"In such a suffocating boo, Chu's heavy artillery made the booing stagnate! 1:0! Hoffenheim leads away!"

The Dortmund fans in the stands who were booing him crazy just now paused for only a second before booing even more crazy. In the huge noise that swept the entire court, Chu Zhongtian ran to the sidelines, demonstrably placed his hands behind his ears, and made a statement of listening.

This celebration is more used when the player scores a goal at home to listen to the cheers of home fans at home. Chu Zhongtian made this move in front of tens of thousands of Dortmund fans who were hostile to him, and the provocative meaning was self-evident.

Shhh! The louder you shove, the more excited I will be!!
Chapter completed!