Did Makino Tomoaki injure himself while making a tackle?

As the saying goes, even a clay figurine has a temper, let alone a real person.

The match had barely started for ten minutes, yet Makino Tomoaki was pulling, tugging, and making dirty tackles—how could Ye Chen feel comfortable?

But revenge is best served in due time!

Seeing Makino charging forward recklessly, Ye Chen didn't hold back and delivered a "special gift."

The soccer ball had an intimate encounter with Makino's face, and his massive body crashed to the ground!

Just as the ball landed, Lanixi quickly cleared it away...

The crowd let out a sigh of disappointment.

After all, Ye Chen's powerful long-range shot had left a deep impression on them. That kind of violent aesthetics, like a beautiful woman, was addictive!

Seeing his shot blocked by Makino, Ye Chen dramatically held his head in mock frustration.

However, he still gave a thumbs-up to Götze beside him, sending out his first compliment of the game.

Meanwhile, Makino, lying on the ground, was completely dazed, seeing stars.

At that moment, his teammates from Cologne rushed over, looking at his swollen, pig-like face—so swollen that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

"Makino, are you okay?"

"Nice job!"

"That was a great block, Makino!"

While his teammates were praising him, all Makino could hear was a buzzing sound in his ears. He shook his head vigorously—only then did he regain some clarity.

Being acknowledged felt great!

Makino tried to get up from the ground.

But even with his teammates' help, he staggered—eventually collapsing back down with a loud thud.

Seeing this, Cologne's team doctor immediately rushed onto the field.

After two minutes of examination, Makino finally stood up. "Doctor, I can keep going!"

"Alright!" The team doctor nodded. "But if you feel unwell, you need to get off the field!"

Luckily, a soccer ball was soft, and Makino had been somewhat prepared, so there was no concussion.

Still, taking a hit like that was tough to endure.

His Cologne teammates came forward to encourage him.

"Strong!"

"If you can't go on, don't force it. Keep it up!"

"That block was fantastic!"

They didn't hold back their praise, all giving Makino a thumbs-up.

"I'm fine! You all saw it, right? I've completely seen through that kid's feints!" Makino flashed a bright smile, his confidence swelling.

"You defended well. Keep it up next time!" Even Podolski, the team's core, came over and patted him on the back.

This instantly reignited Makino's fighting spirit!

"Just leave Ye Chen to me!" Makino shouted his boldest declaration.

Ye Chen was a little surprised to see Makino bounce back so quickly.

Gotta admit, this guy has some endurance.

Since that's the case—let's see how long you can last!

Ye Chen wanted him to experience the feeling of earning praise, only to have it all taken away!

What's the most painful feeling?

When you've worked so hard, received recognition—only for everything to crumble into dust in the end!

You'll realize that all your efforts were in vain—

At that moment, Ye Chen's fighting spirit burned even stronger!

Borussia Dortmund and Cologne had a clear difference in strength, especially in midfield.

Cologne struggled to advance past Dortmund's half, while Dortmund's attacks easily reached dangerous areas.

But Cologne had expected this situation, which was why Solbakken set up a 4-3-3 formation—capable of both attacking and defending. Their wingers and midfielders could fall back during defense—counterattacking was their core strategy!

Just as Klopp trusted Ye Chen unconditionally, Solbakken had unwavering faith in Podolski.

Unfortunately, the overall gap in strength wasn't something one player could bridge.

25:22

After nearly 20 minutes of relative calm, Dortmund's offense surged again.

Back in China, inside the live broadcast room of CCTV-5—

Huang Jianxiang was passionately commentating, "Weidenfeller launches from the backfield, sending a long ball toward Kehl!"

"Kehl heads it down for Ye Chen!"

"Wow!!! Ye Chen's acceleration and top speed are far superior to Makino's—Ye Chen takes the lead!"

"Ye Chen controls the ball—he's not rushing forward. Meanwhile, Kagawa and Götze are making their runs!"

"Oh my, what did I just see?!"

"It's the 'Elastico'! Ye Chen uses the Elastico to effortlessly get past Makino!"

On the pitch, Ye Chen received Kehl's header and once again found himself one-on-one with Makino.

Makino was on high alert, lowering his center of gravity and locking his eyes onto Ye Chen.

He was ready to use everything he had learned to stop Ye Chen!

As Ye Chen seemingly slowed down, Makino braced himself.

Then, Ye Chen suddenly burst forward.

Makino knew this move—Ye Chen's signature "God's Cutback"!

That was how he had tricked Fati before, even earning a free kick…

He had seen that highlight reel!

Makino had only four words to describe Fati: Absolutely brainless!

If Ye Chen was going to use a cutback, he had no chance of getting past him!

Sure enough, as Ye Chen accelerated, Makino stood firm, completely unfazed.

Steady as a mountain!

Makino was pleased with himself.

But just then, Ye Chen used his right foot to push the ball toward his left—at the same time, making a quick inside-cut movement.

Makino remained unfazed.

He knew the cutback was coming—that would be his moment to intercept!

Yet, in that split second, Ye Chen suddenly nudged the ball forward with his left foot and exploded in speed!

A simple, clean breakthrough past Makino.

Makino stood there in shock…

That was not in the highlight reel!

He was like a wooden post, perfectly embodying the phrase, "Standing still like a fool."

Before he could even react, Podolski was already yelling, "Makino, what are you doing? Get back on defense!"

Only then did Makino snap out of it and start running back.

But Ye Chen had already pulled two or three meters ahead.

To his left was Kagawa, to his right was Götze.

He had plenty of options.

Ye Chen feigned a pass toward Kagawa, fooling Sassalicht into shifting left.

But then Ye Chen's foot lightly tapped the ball down.

It was a fake pass!

He pushed the ball slightly forward with his right foot—then unleashed a powerful shot…

"You're not scoring on my watch!"

In that instant, Makino charged into the box, sliding in to block the shot.

This time, he was 100% confident he would stop the ball!

But Ye Chen had anticipated this.

He had been watching Makino in his peripheral vision the whole time—he knew Makino wouldn't give up so easily!

Ye Chen pulled his shooting leg back down, cushioning the ball with the inside of his foot.

Only then did Makino realize—he had been tricked!

But it was too late to retract his tackle.

Ye Chen dramatically fell inside the box.

At the same time, his right foot "accidentally" landed on Makino's extended leg!

"BEEP!"

The referee had seen everything. He rushed into the box and pointed straight to the penalty spot.

At the same time, he pulled out a red card!

Makino had received two yellows—one red meant he was out for a match.

For dangerous tackles from behind, the referee had zero tolerance.

Makino didn't even argue—he was too busy clutching his right foot in pain.

How did this happen?

He went in for a slide tackle—but ended up injuring himself?!

Karma?

As he hobbled off the field, his own teammates didn't even comfort him.

"Filthy Chinese player!" he muttered.

But his teammates only looked at him with disgust.

Nobody likes a weakling who complains.