Football: I am only 16 years old, and you want me to retire and make a comeback?

Chapter 24: Ten Hag: Just say whatever you want
“Beep, beep, beep—!!!”

At the end of the game, Haller scored a hat trick and successfully helped the team beat William II away from home with a score of 3:0.

It is true that Allais was the protagonist of this game, but there was another person who caught the attention of fans and reporters.

At the invitation of reporters, Ten Hah brought Tang Ye to attend the press conference.

This was Tang Ye's first time attending a press conference and his first time being interviewed by a reporter.

He is a little nervous now!
Click!

Click, click, click!

Amid the sounds of shutter clicks, Tang Ye sat next to Ten Hahe.

"Don, you played an amazing game in this game. The pass in the second half helped Sebastian get a hat trick. What were you thinking when you passed the ball?"

"Forehead……"

Tang Ye thought about it carefully.

What were you thinking at that time?

"Well, I was in the backcourt at that time, and there was still a long distance between me and our offensive players."

Tang Ye stretched out his hands and gestured a distance: "If I want to participate in the attack, I have to run very far ahead, which is very tiring."

"very tired?"

The reporter frowned: "Does this have anything to do with your amazing pass?"

"Yes, if I had just passed the ball to Sebastian, then I wouldn't have to run."

The whole place was silent, and soon the sound of camera shutters was heard again.

The reporter didn't know what to say.

In order to avoid running such a long distance, he kicked the ball directly to his teammates from the backcourt.

He felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Tang Ye's answer.

But I can't tell where the problem lies.

The reporter was silent for a while, and decided not to dwell on this topic any further. "According to the visit and investigation by the reporter of Utrecht Sports, you seem to have been banned from entering the first-team cafeteria. Is this news true?"

Tang Ye did not answer in a hurry, but looked at Ten Hahe who was sitting next to him.

Ten Hag smiled and said: "It's okay, just say whatever you want"

"oh oh"

Tang Ye nodded: "It is indeed this..."

He suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his speech.

Under the table, Ten Hahe's leather shoes stepped on Tang Ye's feet.

Tang Ye looked at Ten Hag again, who still smiled and nodded: "It's okay, according to the actual situation, we in Utrecht have always been very frank with reporters"

"What has been done is done, and what has not been done is not done!"

Tang Ye touched his chin and said, "That must be fake news."

"First-team players should eat in the first-team cafeteria. I haven't been to the cafeteria there since I left the second team."

The reporter stared into Tang Ye's eyes.

……

"Alai scored a hat trick, Utrecht shut out Willem II with 3 goals, and the young Chinese player Tang Ye made a long pass"

"The Dragon Aotian of football? Tang Ye said that the reason he passed the ball was because he didn't want to run too long a distance"

"Tang Ye denies that he has no right to enter the first team cafeteria!"

[If you don’t want to run too long, that’s fine. It fits my impression of Mongo.]

[If other players said this, I would think they were showing off, but this sentence came from Mengge's mouth, so he really didn't want to run]

[Can the administrator block these haters above? I, Tang Qiuwang, have always been very hardworking, okay! ]

[Mengge: Running is too tiring, I’ll kick you! ]

[To be honest, Tang Ye's running distance yesterday exceeded 2km. Are you still not satisfied? ]

[Utrecht has not lost since Mungo came on the bench. Does Ten Hag really not consider replacing Mungo with the starting lineup? ]

[Ten Hag, incompetent! ]

……

The day after the game, the entire Utrecht first team had a day off, except for Tang Ye, of course.

"This is the price you have to pay to avoid having to do homework!"

Tang Ye was doing half squats with a barbell on his shoulders, and Vandergaard was encouraging him on the side.

“Think about your homework, think about your Dutch essay that’s hundreds of words long. If you don’t want to write that, then put in the effort to practice.”

"Use your current training results in exchange for the right to be exempted from homework!"

duang!

Tang Ye picked up the barbell and stood up suddenly, and the bar and the iron sheet collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

"There are two more, come!"

Vandergaard shouted, Tang Ye took a deep breath, squatted down and stood up again.

Judging from Tang Ye’s expression, this seemed like a very hard and high-strength training, but it was not actually the case.

Tang Ye is only 16 years old now. For the healthy development of his bones and muscles, Vandergaard will not give him too much strength.

What Tang Ye is training now is called "strength endurance".

It means maintaining a certain burst of power for a certain duration.

Although this thing is not as difficult as speed endurance, it is not easy to practice either.

"Ok, that's it, great!"

Tang Ye completed his task and Vandergaard wrote a small check mark on the paper.

Since the extra training started last week, Tang Ye's physical strength data has improved greatly.

"You won't know until you practice, Tang, but you actually have pretty good physical talent."

Van der Gahe touched Tang Ye's buttocks and said, "If you keep going like this, you will definitely be able to reach the physical condition to start in the Eredivisie when you are 17 years old!"

"It's hard to say about endurance, but strength is definitely good."

Speaking of strength, Vandergaard remembered something and looked down at his arm.

Just right, it’s about time.

Vandergaard brought Tang Ye to the door, where a red lunch box with the number 99 on it was placed outside.

“Here’s what you need to eat tonight.”

Vandergaard stuffed the lunch box into Tang Ye's hand, which also came with a pair of forks.

Tang Ye's current training volume is definitely not enough for three meals a day, so after discussing with the physical coach, Ten Hag decided to add a midnight snack for Tang Ye in addition to afternoon tea.

"Thanks, Michelle!"

It just so happened that Tang Ye was a little hungry, so this wave of supplies was a timely help.

Open the lunch box.

Rye bread, pasta, Dutch pancakes, and a few super-large pieces of herring.

Tang Ye immediately recognized that this was something from the first-team cafeteria.

There is a very obvious clue here. The herring pieces in Utrecht's first team canteen are all raw, but the herrings in the second team canteen are all cooked.

"Michelle, this thing is raw"

Tang Ye picked up the herring pieces with a fork and showed them to Vandergaard: "I never eat raw herring."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

Vandergaard turned around.

"Um……"

"Tomato scrambled eggs, boiled pork slices, sweet and sour spareribs, yes, and boiled chicken. My favorite is boiled chicken."

"Fuck you!"

Vandergaard rolled his eyes at Tang Ye and said, "I've never heard of the things you mentioned. That's all, buddy. Enjoy your meal."

"But I never eat raw herring."

"This is the closest you've ever been to the first team cafeteria."

!!!

Depend on!
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(End of this chapter)