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Chapter 203 Translation Translation, What is a Surprise
The stadium erupted in cheers, and the entire stands were shaking, the power coming from everyone standing there, jumping for joy!
The commentators exclaimed in surprise:
"The game has only been going on for six minutes! Tyne has taken the lead! Wang has scored his first goal of the season!"

"Wang Lie! He received Vitini's cross in front of the goal and headed the ball into the net!"

"Oh my god! Wang! Wang! China Wang! There has been so much noise surrounding him in the past week, but now he has answered those noisy people with such a goal!"

Feng Qiyuan stood blankly in front of his own goal, hands on his hips, turning his head to watch Wang Lie running towards the corner flag...

Brother Wang scored that goal right in front of him.

Strictly speaking, it was shot right above his own head...

Just now, when Vitini crossed the ball, I was marking Wang Ge, but I was not as good as Wang Ge in judging the timing of my jump and the landing point, and he took the position.

He tried to use his body to lean on Wang Ge to make him lose his balance and interfere with him when he headed the ball.

But he didn't manage to bump into Brother Wang... No, to be precise, it wasn't that he didn't bump into him, but rather that at the moment Brother Wang headed the ball, he felt like he had hit a wall.

However, after the ball was headed away, Brother Wang was still knocked off balance, so he staggered slightly when he landed.

But at this point, it no longer affects the final result.

The football flew into the goal...

The moment Wang Ge headed the ball, his entire body tensed up, as if he had frozen himself into a reinforced concrete statue.

This ensured his accuracy when heading the ball.

If you hadn't experienced it firsthand, it would be hard to believe that a 38-year-old veteran could still have such strong physical combat ability and such strong core strength in the air!
After landing, Brother Wang saw the football fly into the goal and then ran to the corner flag area to celebrate. Before leaving, he looked back at Feng Qiyuan and smiled slightly at him.

Feng Qiyuan felt as if Brother Wang was telling him: Not enough, keep practicing!

He wanted to report to Brother Wang on his training progress, but he didn't expect that his performance would be over after only six minutes of the competition?
Faced with this result, Feng Qiyuan could only put his hands on his hips and sigh to the heavens.

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No one knows or cares about Feng Qiyuan's inner thoughts.

The entire Lize Park stadium was transformed into a sea of ​​joy.

All Tyne fans were cheering.

Over the past week, they have had their own thoughts on the various controversies. Some hope that what the media is saying is true, while others, while hoping that what the media is saying is true, are also worried that the entire Tyne team is under too much pressure, which may lead to poor performance.

As a result, just six minutes into the new season, Wang Lie seemed to have given them a sense of reassurance.

He scored a clean and decisive header, telling the Tyne fans who were both hopeful and afraid of disappointment:
You can always trust me!
Robbie Dixie, standing in the stands, spread his arms wide, pointed to the sky, and laughed heartily: "Hahaha! England! Here we come! Europe! Here we come!!!"

Although it was only their first match, their first goal, and they hadn't even won the game yet, Dixie was as excited as if they were already European champions...

As Wang Lie and Vitini embraced, Robbie Dixie suddenly realized what was happening and yelled at his companions, "Quick! Guys! Quick! Sing! Sing!"

He almost forgot to sing a brand new "King's Song" for Wang Lie after he scored.

Regardless of whether other fan groups sing this version of "The King's Song," they're going to sing it!

So Jon Berger, Robbie Dixie, and other Tyne fans who frequented the Miners' Bar joined in singing:
"China Wang! China Wang! Fame spreads far and wide, power resounds throughout the land! China Wang! China Wang! Blood of the dragon, form of a human!!"

After singing it once, Harry Collins, with his sharp ears, heard singing coming from the stands next to him, and pointed over there, shouting, "They're singing the same thing as us! They're singing this too!"

Dixie was incredibly excited: "Great! Let's keep singing! Let's sing until the whole stadium is singing along!"

He started it, waved his hand, and everyone joined in the singing:

"China Wang! China Wang! Fame spreads far and wide, power resounds throughout the land! China Wang! China Wang! Blood of the dragon, form of a human!!"

They kept singing the same song, and new fans kept joining in to sing along.

Finally, when Wang Lie finished celebrating with his teammates and walked back to his own half, he could hear what the Tyne fans in the stands were singing.

So he raised his arm, clenched his fist, and waved to the Tyne fans in the stands.

"Haha!" Dixie pointed at Wang Lie, who was waving his fist, and said excitedly, "He heard it! He heard it! He heard our singing! Hahaha!"

The team took the lead right from the start of the new season, and Wang Lie was the one who scored. Everyone was very happy.

For these Tyne fans, it seems like they've rarely had this experience before.

They knew all too well what level Tyne had reached before.

Being able to stay in the Premier League at the end of each season is considered a successful season worth celebrating.

Perhaps only when they finally secure their place in the league will they celebrate as wildly as they are now.

When they come to support their team, it's often not out of expectation for the team, but rather out of habit.

It's a habit of living here for decades and coming to Lize Park Stadium every home game day to support the hometown team.

If they perform well, they will be very happy and will celebrate their victory with drinks for the rest of the week.

Even if they don't perform well, they won't be depressed for a week because they've already accepted it. Usually, they'll only be stuck in a slump for the first couple of days after the game, and then they'll tell themselves that Tyne's ability is limited, losing is the norm, and no matter how the game goes, life goes on...

After adjusting my mindset, I'll wait for the next day of the competition.

And so on and on.

This inertia is like how people continue to live in Newcastle even after its industries have declined with the wave of globalization.

Newcastle was once a star city of the British Industrial Revolution, an important coal port, and a particularly developed shipbuilding and heavy industry.

Every day, countless ships depart from Port Tyne, carrying goods to destinations all over the world.

At that time, the people living here were full of hope for the future, and Newcastle was also known as the "City of Vitality".

The people of Newcastle more than a hundred years ago could hardly have imagined how the city would later decline...

And now, it seems that the "vibrant city" is finally coming back.

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"The Tyne fans sang a new song, which was specially written for Wang Lie by the Tyne club at the welcoming ceremony. The song is called 'Extraordinary Heart'."

Commentator Luo Jin briefed Chinese viewers in front of their television sets.

"This song quickly climbed to number one on the Newcastle local music charts over the past week. I think if Tyne's performance continues to be excellent, and Wang Lie's performance continues to be excellent, then this song will probably remain at the top of the Newcastle local music charts for a long time..."

Commentator Zhao Chuanfeng joked, "Hopefully, Tyne can stay at the top of the standings for a long time!"

"That's definitely going to work! With my Uncle Lie around, nothing is impossible!" Shi Bo shouted excitedly as he watched the live broadcast of the game with his father in front of the TV.

Shi Gaojun couldn't help but laugh when he saw his son like this.

Last week, he and his son stayed up all night to watch the live broadcast of Wang Lie's welcoming ceremony.

Sure enough, my son saw his classmate in the live stream.

Shi Gaojun still remembers his son's expression at the time: his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and his expression was so exaggerated that it looked like he had seen an alien.

After the parent-teacher meeting, he told his son that Wang Ziqi was Wang Lie's son, but his son was still somewhat skeptical.

Now that he's seen his classmate on TV, the kid finally believes it completely.

However, his son's change of attitude after making the decision took him by surprise...

He has transformed from a "fanatic of Chi Zhen" to a "fanatic of Wang Lie".

Sometimes it even feels abstract to myself...

He had to remind his son that Wang Lie didn't like extreme, brainless fans.

If he wants to be good friends with Wang Ziqi, he has to be careful about his words and actions at all times.

I must say, this trick works quite well. After reminding him a few times, my son's words and actions are indeed less abstract now.

If that were said by my son in the past, he might have said something like:
"Adults make choices, kids want it all! Hilarious! What ranking? Who are you looking down on?! Premier League title, Champions League title, it's all!"

However, he is no longer worried about his son's relationship with Wang Ziqi, and he probably doesn't need to worry about his son causing trouble at school and getting his parents called in frequently...

After all, if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. If his son hangs out with Wang Ziqi, wouldn't the teacher go to Wang Ziqi first if something happens?

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Wang Lie's goal was Tyne's opening goal, a goal that often has great significance in a match.

Because once the deadlock is broken, the players on the leading side gain confidence and morale, and can play better and better in the following games.

Conversely, the team that is behind may fall into chaos and concede more goals.

Therefore, any head coach knows all too well how important a player is who can always open the scoring and break the deadlock in a game.

Perhaps only keyboard warriors who know nothing would think that was just a goal...

After the game restarted, Tyne, who had taken the lead, was in high spirits and continued to launch a fierce attack on Witton Hill's goal.

Wittonhill was beaten so badly that he could only crouch down with his head in his hands, shrinking into his own 30-meter zone.

They hope to avoid conceding more goals in a short period of time by parking the bus.

Because if that happens, it could very well be the beginning of a collapse.

It must be said that Witton Hill, as a team that qualified for the Europa League last season, is not a weak team.

Without Wang Lie, Tyne would not be comparable to them.

Even when playing away, Wittonhill will not choose to park the bus when facing Tyne.

But now we have no choice but to do it.

Compared to dignity, living is more important...

Wittonhill's approach did have some effect.

After all, they didn't concede another goal in a short period of time. But that was about all they had.

Their city fell again in the thirty-first minute.

This time, it wasn't Wang Lie who scored.

It was Vitini.

He and Wang Lie executed a one-two pass near the edge of the penalty area in Witton Hill.

Wang Lie stood with his back to the direction of the attack, and after Vitini passed the ball to him, he immediately cut across into the penalty area.

Wang Lie used the outside of his right foot to guide the ball to where Vitini had inserted it.

Because Wang Lie drew the attention of most of the Witton Hill defense, Vitini easily received the ball in an open space.

Then, with a low shot from a relatively shallow angle, he fired a shot with his left foot!

The football grazed the left toe of Witton Hill goalkeeper David Bennett's foot, then the inside of the far post, and flew into the net!

"2-0!! Tyne leads by two goals! Vitini also scored! An assist from Wang Lie! One goal and one assist, 38-year-old Wang Lie is in red-hot form!"

Shi Bo jumped off the sofa in front of the TV, his bare feet landing on the tiled floor. He put his hands on his hips, threw his head back, and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! I, Master Lie, am invincible!!"

Unable to bear his son's behavior, Shi Gaojun reminded him, "Wang Lie didn't score that goal!"

Shi Bo snorted, "But Lie Ye deserves 99.9% of the credit for this goal! He drew the defense and then passed the ball to the Brazilian kid. What credit did Vitini have? He was just the one who took the final shot!"

Listening to his son's abstract remarks, Shi Gaojun suddenly regretted encouraging his son to become a fan of Wang Lie...

With this kind of behavior, it's likely to greatly damage the reputation of Wang Lie's fan base!

What? Wang Lie's extreme fans also have a bad reputation?

That's all right now...

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After Vitini scored, Tyne ultimately finished the first half with a two-goal lead.

At halftime, McNeil made his first substitution.

He replaced starting midfielder Matisse Van Ginkel with Spanish midfielder Sergi Cabella, who transferred in the summer.

The Tyne midfield duo currently on the field is McNeil's preferred starting lineup.

A defensive midfielder, Lenny Isara; a playmaking midfielder, Renzo Pisano; and an attacking midfielder, Sergi Cabella.

But this is just information written on paper.

In actual matches, the arrangements are definitely not as simple and clearly defined as they seem.

Isara is a defensive midfielder, but that doesn't mean he can only stay in the backfield to defend and absolutely cannot participate in the attack.

Pisano is an attacking midfielder, but he also has attacking attributes – his long-range shots are his main scoring method.

As an attacking midfielder, Sergi Cabella's range of activity is not limited to the front. He also needs to drop back to receive the ball, especially when facing the opponent's high pressing. Because Cabella has very good dribbling ability, when he comes back to receive the ball, he can help the team move the ball up the field.

McNeil's vision was more complex than that—neither Isara, nor Pisano, nor Cabella had any absolutely fixed positions or tasks.

Adjustments are made based on different opponents and different situations on the field.

For example, Isala could be positioned in the backfield while the two attacking midfielders push forward, which is a relatively traditional formation.

Alternatively, Pisano, the playmaking midfielder, could drop back, allowing Isala to surge forward and use his physicality and interception ability to directly challenge the opponent's equally retreating playmaker in the attacking third.

Alternatively, Pisano and Cabella could both drop back to the back, allowing Isara to move up, as his physicality and long-range shooting make him a threat when he suddenly surges forward.

Of course, this leaves Tyne without a true defensive midfielder in front of his backline. However, Pisano can use his experience to defend in the backfield, and with Cabella's active running, they can partially fulfill the defensive duties that Isala would have when he came on.

Both are midfield trios, but these three are more distinctive and stronger than the trio of Matisse Van Ginkel, Joshua Parker, and Gianfranco Ramossa that formed the midfield in the second half of last season.

These three are the midfield trio that can truly carry out McNeil's tactical ideas, while last season's was merely the best solution that could be offered under the existing conditions...

The midfield trio is so crucial that McNeil didn't dare start them all in the first game of the new season, fearing that if problems arose, adjustments would be difficult. Playing it safe also allows the team to rely on the momentum from last season.

As a result, the momentum was too strong, and they were already leading by two goals in the first half. McNeil simply put Cabella on the field at halftime.

This highly anticipated Spanish international prodigy is someone that both Atlético Barcelona and FC Madrid, two giants in the football world, are vying for.

If his former club, Sporting Basque Country, hadn't been unwilling to sell such a talented player to a league rival, Tyne probably wouldn't have been able to acquire him no matter how much money he offered.

Because he already had someone he liked—even photos of him as a child wearing a Barcelona jersey were dug up…

With Tyne poaching him, Atlético Barcelona fans can only console themselves that after two seasons with Tyne, Cabella will want to leave because he can't get used to the English weather, food, and playing style.

Surely Tyne can't also have a clause that prevents players from transferring to La Liga giants?
When Atletico Barcelona makes a move, given Cabella's own desire to join Atletico Barcelona, ​​as long as the transfer fee meets Tyne's expectations and an agreement is reached with the player, it will be a piece of cake.
It's a bit of a shame that I didn't get him this summer.

But considering that Cabella is only 23 years old, going abroad to gain experience and then returning to Spain might give us the potential to become a more mature midfield maestro.

We'll have to thank Tyne for helping our Cabella level up!
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After bringing on the future starting midfield trio, Tyne's performance at the start of the second half was actually not good.

Just as McNeil had feared, the three had never played on the same team before, nor had they ever played with any of Tyne's other players. They arrived at different times and had varying degrees of time to gel, which led to some problems.

Often, they relied on their own abilities to fight individually, without effectively teaming up.

However, these three individuals were indeed more capable individually. Even though there were some issues with their teamwork, they gradually stabilized the situation by relying on their individual abilities.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that Wittonhill has not put enough pressure on them.

In the 58th minute, Tyne scored again.

The goal scorer this time was... Wang Lie!
At that moment, Wittenhill's right-back, Jakub Stapovets, received the ball on the right wing. He was so focused on looking up to find his teammates that he didn't expect Wang Lie, who had just switched positions with Vitini to the wing, to suddenly tackle him from behind!

As he rammed his hip into him, he also poked the soccer ball with his foot.

Then, when Stapovitz lost his balance, he knocked the ball away!
"Wang Lie's counter-attack! Great shot!"

The ball, which had been poked away, landed at the feet of Cabella, who had just come on as a substitute at halftime.

As soon as he received the ball, he heard Wang Lie shouting to him in Spanish: "Pass the ball!"

The latter immediately turned and charged towards the penalty area!

So he turned his ankle sideways and pushed the football in front of Wang Lie who was running.

However, as soon as he kicked the ball, he noticed that the Chinese center-back from Witton Hill had rushed out.

He was somewhat surprised because before he passed the ball, the center-back was still in the penalty area, quite a distance away...

How come that person rushed out the moment I passed the ball? Does he teleport?!
When Feng Qiyuan saw Wang Lie rushing towards his teammate, he actually wanted to warn him, but before he could shout, the ball was poked away by Wang Lie.

Then he wouldn't need to remind his teammates.

Because he's about to face Brother Wang directly!
As Wang Lie turned and ran, he immediately rushed up from the penalty area.

When his gambling tycoon turned around to call out to Cabella, he didn't see his own forward charge. Then, with his excellent explosive power, he quickly closed in, so that when his tycoon was about to receive the ball, he could block his space to get the ball...

As the football rolled towards him, Feng Qiyuan lowered his center of gravity and slid his legs out to tackle it!

This allows us to expand our defensive area as much as possible and intercept the ball!

But Wang Lie, who was rushing forward, did not stop the ball. Instead, he gently flicked the ball to the side with the outside of his right foot, causing Feng Qiyuan to miss the tackle!
At the same time, he quickly jumped up and barely passed by Feng Qiyuan's body.

Feng Qiyuan's shoulder also pulled on his leg, so he stumbled when he landed...

But he didn't lose his balance and fall!
Feng Qiyuan, who had already fallen to the ground, turned around and saw with some despair that Brother Wang regained his balance as quickly as possible, caught up with the football, and swung his right leg...

Bang!
A powerful long-range shot!

The football flew past the arm of Yaroslav Prank, the second Witton Hill center-back who came up to block it.

Finally, he headed straight into the goal guarded by David Bennett!
"3-0!!! Wang—a brace! Wang scored twice in his first league match of the new season!! His form is absolutely explosive!"

The stadium at Lize Park erupted in cheers.

Lying on the ground, Feng Qiyuan raised his arm and covered his forehead, obscuring his eyes.

What the hell was I thinking, trying to give Brother Wang a "surprise" in this match?!

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While Wang Lie was celebrating with his teammates, a golden light suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Then a set of huge golden numbers appeared in his field of vision:
32
He froze for a moment.

Since figuring out that the relationship between goal count and age follows the Fibonacci sequence, he can accurately know how many more goals he needs to score to become a year younger.

From age 35 to 34, he used five balls.

From age 34 to 33, he used eight balls.

Therefore, we can conclude that he needs to score thirteen goals from age thirty-three to thirty-two.

So I've already scored thirteen goals?

But putting aside the holidays and warm-up matches, it seems like these thirteen goals didn't take as long as the eight goals did.

He was only stunned for a moment before he quickly realized that he had scored six goals in the match against Sofia United, so the number of matches needed was greatly reduced.

Ah, thank you so much, Mr. Heldon...

As the golden light faded, Wang Lie's thoughts returned to the present moment. He could hear his teammates shouting excitedly, and the background music was the fans singing along.

He excitedly clenched his fist and shouted.

Well come!
In the next two games, Tyne will face last season's league champions and runners-up. At 32 years old, this is just the right time!
(End of this chapter)