The final score was locked at 4-3.
The referee blew the whistle.
The match was officially over.
Anfield erupted in celebration once again.
The fans were ecstatic after witnessing such a thrilling game—an early lead, a comeback, a desperate counterattack, and a dramatic late winner.
Everything needed for a classic match was there.
Especially Pierre.
From the moment he stepped onto the pitch, Aguero was silenced.
His stats for just half a game were astonishing:
- 13 successful tackles, with a 100% success rate.
- 16 interceptions.
- 5 blocks.
- One key pass leading to an attack.
- One assist.
- And, of course, the match-winning goal.
It was an absolutely perfect debut.
And to think—this was only from playing half a match.
Pierre had single-handedly built a defensive wall in midfield against Manchester City.
If he had played the full 90 minutes, his impact would have been unimaginable.
And it wasn't just his performance that stood out.
Pierre's confident style and fierce intensity instantly won over the fans.
A wave of female supporters had fallen for him in just 45 minutes.
The same went for the male fans.
Every time he made a tackle or an interception, the crowd felt a surge of adrenaline.
His aggressive, high-energy playing style was a perfect match for Liverpool's passionate supporters.
In just one half of football, Pierre had become a fan favorite.
Meanwhile, Emre Can had already left the pitch and headed to the locker room.
He knew.
His starting spot was gone.
And even as a substitute, he might now be second-choice.
###
"Hahaha… Pierre!"
"I knew you could do it!"
Klopp ran over, laughing, and pulled Pierre into a tight hug.
Then, to Pierre's horror, Klopp planted a kiss on his forehead.
Completely caught off guard, Pierre froze in shock.
He felt like his soul had left his body.
*What the hell?!*
*I'm not clean anymore!*
His mind screamed in protest.
Breaking free from Klopp's grasp, Pierre quickly wiped his forehead.
All he wanted now was to get back to the locker room and take a shower.
But before he could escape, another figure approached—Guardiola.
###
Guardiola first shook hands with Klopp.
"A fantastic game!" he said.
"Indeed," Klopp replied, though he couldn't resist adding, "Your squad depth is incredible. It must be nice having a rich owner!"
Manchester City had a near-complete squad.
If they needed reinforcements, their financial power allowed them to buy top players immediately.
Liverpool, on the other hand, had to gradually rebuild, sometimes settling for second-best due to budget limitations.
It was impossible not to envy City's resources.
Guardiola simply smiled and changed the subject, turning his attention to Pierre.
Placing a hand on Pierre's shoulder, he said, "That was an excellent performance!"
"But you still have areas to improve."
"I heard you came from La Masia. That means you should be familiar with my system."
"Are you interested in joining Manchester City? We play a style you already know, and I'll personally help you develop your game."
Pierre was momentarily stunned.
He hadn't expected Guardiola to make a move right in front of Klopp.
At the same time, he couldn't help but think, *I don't actually know the La Masia system that well…*
Klopp, however, was furious.
"That's too much!" he snapped.
"Pierre is a Liverpool player! I can help him improve—he doesn't need you!"
Without hesitation, Klopp pulled Pierre away.
"Don't listen to that bald guy!" he muttered.
"He's up to no good!"
As Klopp dragged Pierre away, Guardiola simply chuckled.
But behind his smile, there was a glint of calculation.
Manchester City needed a strong defensive midfielder.
Fernandinho was aging, and Guardiola had seen Pierre's potential firsthand.
Pierre possessed elite tackling and defensive instincts.
His anticipation and vision were exceptional.
He had the potential to become one of the best defensive midfielders in the world.
If Guardiola could mold him into a true midfield maestro, City would become even stronger.
Pierre alongside De Bruyne—one a defensive powerhouse and the other a creative genius.
With another top dribbler in midfield, they could dominate games even more effectively.
"Keep an eye on Pierre," Guardiola instructed Arteta.
"Contact his agent. I want our transfer team to move in the summer window."
###
There was no doubt—Pierre was the Man of the Match.
Accompanied by Firmino and Salah, he attended a brief post-match interview before being escorted back to the locker room.
Klopp had personally assigned Firmino and Salah to stay by Pierre's side.
He knew Pierre was young and didn't want the media to trap him with tricky questions.
If needed, the two senior players would step in and handle things.
After showering, Pierre was summoned again—this time for the post-match press conference.
Klopp, always protective of his players, gave him some advice.
"Pierre, don't be nervous."
"If you can answer, answer. If you can't, don't."
"Most importantly, don't fall into their traps!"
###
At the press conference, the media was eager to pounce.
They had all seen Liverpool's new star in action, but they wanted to know more.
British journalists were notorious for digging up stories.
As Klopp, Salah, and Pierre took their seats, the questions began.
Klopp was asked to comment on Pierre's performance.
Spreading his hands, Klopp simply smiled and said, "What more can I say?"
"100% tackle success rate! What else could I possibly ask for?"
"If I demanded anything more, even God wouldn't forgive me!"
The room erupted in laughter.
Then it was Salah's turn.
"To be honest, Pierre is the player I fear most in the team!" Salah admitted.
"On his first day, he destroyed me in training!"
"For the next few nights, I had nightmares about it!"
"But now, I'm just happy. Because the one having nightmares now… is Aguero!"
At Manchester City's press conference, Aguero had reportedly been so frustrated about being shut down that he nearly got into an argument with reporters.
Salah wasn't going to let that slide without a joke.
Finally, it was Pierre's turn to speak.
And that's when the real interrogation began.
"Pierre, can you explain why Barcelona terminated your contract? Did you really hit Dembele, as the rumors suggest?"
"Have you considered apologizing to Barcelona and the alleged victim?"
"We understand that the Dragon Football Association revoked your citizenship and banned you from playing. They claim you were arrogant, uncooperative, and violent. What's your response?"
"You've been expelled by both Barcelona and your national federation. Do you have anything to say about that?"
The questions were sharp, digging into his past controversies.
Klopp and Salah both frowned.
A thug? Arrogant? That didn't sound like Pierre at all.
Salah had spent time with him.
Pierre was friendly, humble, and even cooked for his teammates.
He was a good guy.
Klopp was about to intervene and shut the interview down.
But before he could, Pierre spoke up.
"As for Barcelona," he said calmly, "I am innocent."
"And regarding the Dragon Football Association…"
He pulled out his phone.
"I have some evidence that might explain why I was banned."
Then, he pressed play.
A recording began to play.
Immediately, a voice echoed through the room.
It was Zhao Chen's voice.
"Name your price…"
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