The Bernabéu had already entered celebration mode!
They were determined to win this match!
The opening clash gave the Bernabéu confidence and gave fans across Europe something to talk about.
The comment section fell silent, but the viewer count kept climbing.
"This..." He Wei collected his thoughts. "A scene like this... it's just too hard to believe."
"The tension from that handshake moment is still hanging in the air."
"You can feel it—neither side is going to hold back tonight!"
"This game is already shaping up to be a real battle!"
"Even though I haven't seen him play before, just this moment alone has already made me a fan!"
The comment section quickly joined in, flooding with lines like "Su Hang, well done!"
But not everyone agreed.
One comment popped up: "Don't be so quick. Sure, his name can be translated as Su Hang, but that doesn't mean he's the same Siu who's so famous in Madrid."
"Su and Siu are completely different. There isn't even a 'siu' sound in Chinese!"
It was an argument that was difficult to dismiss.
This had also been one of the doubts raised earlier by the media.
Su Hang might be real.
But Su Hang might not be that Siu.
...
With the referee's whistle, the match officially kicked off.
Because of the earlier "handshake clash," both sides came out aggressively.
It was a physical battle from the start.
Third minute.
Ronaldinho, like a magician with the ball, weaved past defenders before sending a pass back.
Eto'o took a long shot from outside the box.
But with defenders blocking his view and narrowing the angle, the strike lacked quality and flew over the bar.
In the early stages, both sides were still finding their rhythm.
Fourth minute, Barcelona pressed again.
Young Messi received Iniesta's pass on the right and found space for a cross.
He whipped it in!
Bang!
Samuel rose highest, clearing the danger with a header.
Sixth minute, Barcelona's relentless attacks were finally interrupted by Helguera.
He intercepted Xavi's through ball and quickly played it to Roberto Carlos.
Carlos spotted Figo up front and launched a long pass.
Figo surged forward and brought the ball under control.
But his days of long-distance surges were gone.
His Vertical Burst technique still made him deadly in short sprints.
But over long distances, it came down to top speed and physical strength.
Before Márquez could catch him, Figo pulled the trigger with a long-range shot.
Valdés dove and saved, keeping the score level.
"Finally! Real Madrid registers their first shot on target."
"Barcelona is prioritizing teamwork—smoother ball movement, higher possession. And with Ronaldinho's individual brilliance, they're nearly unstoppable."
"These last few minutes, Barcelona has been pressing Real Madrid hard."
He Wei's commentary was sharp and professional.
On screen, Beckham walked toward the corner flag to take the kick.
Samuel, Raúl Bravo, and Helguera all pushed up.
Only Roberto Carlos stayed behind the halfway line as insurance.
In the box, Su Hang felt someone leaning into him.
He glanced over.
It was Puyol.
Su Hang shoved back.
The two of them, pretending not to make eye contact, pushed against each other with full strength as if nothing was happening.
Bang!
Beckham curled the corner in.
The ball bent beautifully through the air.
When Woodgate was on the pitch, Beckham often aimed for his English teammate.
Owen? Forget it.
Too short—he stood little chance in aerial duels.
But now… who else would Beckham look for?
Of course, Su Hang!
Yet, right after striking the ball, Beckham frowned.
Because Su Hang had suddenly shifted position.
He had been battling Puyol outside the six-yard box.
Beckham trusted Su Hang to win that duel.
But out of nowhere, Su Hang stepped forward into the six-yard box.
What was he planning?
The next instant, Su Hang launched himself diagonally outward from the six-yard box.
At first glance, it looked like a normal leap.
In fact, it might've seemed like he wasn't jumping as high due to less buildup.
But—
Su Hang soared—higher than anyone expected!
Climbing like a rocket, he seemed to blot out the sky above Puyol.
Instead of losing elevation from the maneuver, he gained even more.
Because he had activated Aerial Dominance!
Cristiano Ronaldo's iconic ramen hairstyle has a requirement: Aerial Dominance can only be activated inside the six-yard box.
That's why Su Hang had stepped forward.
And with that, Su Hang connected with the ball in a back-leaning header.
Bang!
The ball rocketed toward goal.
Valdés reacted quickly, showing the agility that earned him Barça's starting spot.
But ever since his youth academy days, he had been overshadowed by another prodigy—
Pepe Reina, now Villarreal's keeper.
Rumor had it Liverpool were keen on Reina, preparing to bring him to Anfield.
The difference?
Reina stood 1.88 meters tall.
Valdés was only 1.83.
For goalkeepers, lack of height is a fatal weakness when defending close-range aerial balls.
Especially in moments like this.
So—
Valdés saw Su Hang's header, launched himself in an attempt to save...
But he couldn't get high enough in time.
...
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