After the goal, Leo Lin wrapped an arm around Solanke and called Salah and the others over to the sideline for a celebratory dance, with Solanke leading.
All the players rushed to the celebration spot, swaying their bodies to the rhythm.
In front of them were the ecstatic Liverpool fans. Beneath their feet was the quiet Parc des Princes.
On the sideline, Klopp and Zubizarreta saw the players dancing and copied them for a couple of steps before bursting into laughter.
The tactic that had broken down the defensive system at the Parc des Princes was exactly what Zubizarreta had come up with.
As a defensive master, if he understood defense, then naturally he also understood where the gaps in a defense were.
Zubizarreta's arrival had raised the strength of Liverpool's coaching staff by another level.
Krawietz squeezed in behind the two of them, constantly trying to join Klopp and Zubizarreta's dance.
"Let me join in. Wait, let me dance too!"
"Don't block my shot, Zubizarreta. Move that bald head of yours aside a little!"
"Boss, I didn't step on your foot on purpose. Let's talk this through. Don't hit me, boss!"
The match resumed, with very little time left in the first half.
Liverpool were still pressing high, using the same routine. First, they forced Marquinhos to drop back and receive the ball, then suddenly swarmed forward, trying to force Paris into a passing mistake at the back before immediately counterpressing and launching a counterattack.
Paris were being suffocated by the pressure. When the whistle finally sent the match into halftime, their players looked visibly relieved.
"Halftime, and Liverpool lead by one goal," Scholes said, watching the Liverpool players walk toward the locker room. Every one of them looked composed.
"The reason Liverpool are ahead is that they've carried out their manager's tactics extremely well. It's as simple as that."
"Add in a little touch of genius from a few players, and naturally, you get a good result."
Paris's locker room was lively, because they had a lot of work to do. Liverpool's was comparatively calm, with the players discussing their first-half performances among themselves.
Klopp sat down beside Rodri. Rodri was sitting close to Leo Lin, lost in thought.
"I owe you an apology, Rodri," Klopp said suddenly.
It was an unusual opening. Managers did not often apologize to players.
"You've trained very hard, and you performed brilliantly in the third round of the EFL Cup, but I still didn't give you a Champions League start."
"If things go smoothly, I'll bring you on around the eightieth minute in the second half. You'll have about ten minutes to show what you can do."
After saying that, Klopp patted Rodri and stood up to leave.
Rodri was clearly delighted by the news. His eyes lit up at once. Beside him, Leo Lin looked at Rodri and smiled.
"If you get ten minutes, how will you prove yourself?"
Rodri thought for a moment, then answered, "In those ten minutes, I'll do what I'm supposed to do."
Leo Lin nodded. He knew he did not need to remind him of anything else.
He had been worried Rodri might try too hard, constantly demanding the ball after coming on, taking long shots, or attempting passes that looked imaginative but could actually expose the team to counterattacks.
Trying too hard would only drag down his performance. But Rodri's answer made Leo Lin understand that this guy was a calm Defensive Midfielder.
Someone like that was born to play as a single Defensive Midfielder, and he would definitely play the role well.
... The second half resumed.
"The physical battle is intense. Bernat drags Mané down and receives a yellow card."
"One-on-one against Mané, it's very difficult for him to defend."
"The corner from the left is sent to the near post. Thiago Silva heads it clear."
"Sharp defensive instincts."
...
"Neymar receives the ball in midfield. One of Paris's few chances."
"There's a run on the right."
"A ball in behind. Mbappé and Robertson are racing for pace."
"Mbappé is still slightly faster. He carries the ball toward the penalty area."
"Van Dijk slides in. Brave defending."
"The second half has now reached the sixtieth minute. In terms of creating chances, Liverpool still have the advantage, though Paris can occasionally find opportunities too."
"But they're relying more on individual play down the wings. Against a Liverpool side that has now built a solid defensive line, it's very difficult to create goals with that approach."
The live chat from the fans kept rolling.
"I just want to ask one thing. Who can break through our back line?"
"Van Dijk really has the potential to become the future world's best defender. I've never seen a new signing fit into a team this quickly."
"Mbappé is ridiculously fast. He has shades of Bale back then."
The fans were enjoying the match, and Liverpool fans were enjoying it even more.
So far this season, every Liverpool match had been a feast for them, a true visual pleasure.
In the sixty-seventh minute, Paris made the first substitution from the sideline.
"Paris Saint-Germain make a change."
"Draxler comes off the bench to replace Di María."
"They should be switching positions. Neymar will move into attacking midfielder, while Draxler plays as the Left Winger."
At this moment, Klopp also made a substitution. Rodri's name was called, and he was visibly stunned, because Klopp had originally told him he would only be brought on around the eightieth minute.
"After you go on, stay deepest in the middle and use your anticipation."
"Whether it's passing or interception, I believe you can help us stabilize the back line. Remember, defending Neymar requires more than ability. It takes courage."
Klopp wanted Rodri to go on and defend Neymar, who had moved into attacking midfielder.
Rodri tucked his shirt into his shorts and committed the tactics firmly to memory. His face was full of anticipation. In the stands, Laura shouted her boyfriend's name and applauded him.
Leo Lin deliberately waited near the spot where Rodri would come on. Wijnaldum was substituted off, and Leo Lin reached out to high-five Rodri, giving him an affirming look.
The match continued. Neymar, now playing as an attacking midfielder, began making more explosive runs through the middle, and the man defending him was Rodri.
In the seventieth minute.
"Rabiot changes the direction of the attack with his pass and finds Neymar. He receives, turns, and it's one-on-one against Rodri."
Facing Rodri, Neymar first feinted left, shifting Rodri's center of gravity, then quickly pulled the ball to the right, using a clever move on the spot to get away.
He did not even touch the ball. Just the shift of his body weight was enough to beat Rodri.
But Leo Lin arrived immediately, bumping Neymar from the side and knocking him away. Before Neymar was knocked off balance, he stretched out his right foot and somehow still kept the ball under his control, turning into a one-on-one against Leo Lin instead.
Again, it was a left-footed feint followed by a pull of the ball.
But Leo Lin was not fooled by the first move. He deliberately left space on his left side, then, the moment Neymar tried to force his way through with the ball, suddenly stepped forward and cut off the connection between Neymar and the ball that had already been pulled away, completing the Tackling.
Liverpool fans applauded. Beside them, Rodri saw everything with his own eyes.
A textbook lesson had just unfolded right in front of him.
He understood.
Rodri decided to imitate Leo Lin and change his defensive approach.