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

Chapter 28: Cheating teammates together!

"Okay, the game begins. Let me first introduce Utrecht's starting lineup for this game!"

Utrecht (5-3-2)

Goalkeeper: Ruiter
Defenders: Kleber, van der Marel, Timo Lechter, Strid, Nganioni
Midfielder: Amrabat, Tang Ye, Ramselaar (C)

Forwards: Barazit, Allais

Head coach: Erik ten Hag
Wang Chao's voice was trembling when he introduced Utrecht's starting lineup.

For cheerful anchors like them, their usual job is to do some simple "direction predictions" and then let the bean warriors in the live broadcast room charge forward.

Will the anchor buy it?
The anchor himself actually rarely buys anything. They are the commanders of the bean warriors and they stand at the back.

If the bean warrior is defeated, the host is safe and sound, and can even receive a generous bonus for the death of his soldiers.

But today is an exception. Today is Mengge's game, and Wang Chao gave up the right to command from behind.

He wants to be on the front line!
"Tang Ye, come on!"

I don’t know if they heard the host’s call or something, but Utrecht picked up the tempo of the game as soon as the game started. Ramsselaar, who was in the defensive midfielder position, pressed forward as soon as he got the ball.

Of course, Snik's players would not allow their opponents to bully them like this. The attacking midfielder cooperated with the winger to run towards Ramsselaar who was dribbling the ball.

Ramsellar prefers to stick to the ball, but his ball control ability is not strong.

"Send it, Ramselaar, what are you doing!"

"The great Tang Ye is standing right next to you, pass the ball quickly!"

"Ok, Ramserlar has passed the ball! Give it to Tang Ye, Tang Ye! Tang Ye is observing!"

"Position... Position, Tang Ye starts to move. There is still some distance to the front court, and Alai's position is not very good!"

Haller's position was not very good, but Utrecht had other players to complete the overlap.

Left back Nganyoni!
Tang Ye saw this opportunity and it was a passing option.

But Tang Ye needs to deal with the current problems first.

Gonzalez was running toward him!
"Give it to me, you can give it to me!"

Ramsselaar didn't know when he ran out of the open space again, ready to cooperate with Tang Ye to make a clearance.

"Ok!"

Tang Ye shouted, pointing to the empty seat in front of Ramseral.

He is preparing to pass the ball straight!
pass……

A second before his instep touched the ball, Tang Ye's thigh suddenly stopped in mid-air. He twisted his ankle and took advantage of Gonzalez's inattention to get rid of him.

Gonzalez: ?
Ramsellar:?

"I go……"

Van der Gag looked at Ten Hag in front of him, who held his forehead with his hand.

I can only say that he is worthy of being Tang Ye.

Damn, he even lied to his teammates!
"Ha ha!"

After getting rid of the opponent, Tang Ye did not pass the ball in a hurry, but turned back and taunted Gonzalez.

After finishing, he kicked the ball directly.

Seeing Tang Ye playing like this, the players on the field were dumbfounded.

Because he didn't even look at how his teammates were moving!
The ball hit the left baseline, Nganyoni raised his thigh and successfully took the ball off.

"Tang Ye! A very beautiful transfer!"

"It's quite bold to pass the ball to the left without looking at the player!"

“But he succeeded and we see Ngayoni!”

The camera focused on Ngagnioni, the Utrecht full-back who started a 1v1 battle with the opponent's defender.

A defender should play as a defender!
The inverted triangle is passed, ready to pass the ball to the teammate at the top of the arc.

Ok?
Nganyoni was stunned for a moment, because he never expected that the person occupying the top of the arc on his side was Tang Ye.

Tang Ye’s long shot…

Forget it, just send it directly!

The inverted triangle pass was made, and the ball rolled straight to the empty space in front of Tang Ye.

With a "pop" sound, Tang Ye stopped the ball with his right foot.

Use the outside of your foot to flick the ball to the right, then kick it towards the right corner of the goal.

[De Bruyne's long-range shot, lv1: imitate]

Proficiency: 2/50
In the picture, Tang Ye's shot with the instep drew a not particularly beautiful arc and landed in the upper right corner of the goal. Goalkeeper Luist made a save.

But this kind of ball is impossible to save unless the goalkeeper is 2 meters tall.

“GOOOOO—AAAAAAA—LLLLLLLL!!!”

"It's in! The ball is in! Tang Ye!"

“First goal!!”

“Awesome!!”

Bang bang bang!
Wang Chao picked up his mechanical keyboard and slammed it on the table.

At the same time, the scoreboard in the upper left corner of the screen confirmed Tang Ye's goal.

Utrecht: Sneek
1:0
17' Tang (99)

【666666】

【Ahhhhhh, Mongke! 】

[Invincible shit, Tang Ye didn't say he could shoot from long range? ]

[What do you know? If you don’t tell me, then I can’t do it. What’s wrong with me, King Tang, being more versatile?]

[Identification completed, this ball was a fluke]

[Heizi speaks! 】

……

After scoring the goal, Tang Ye held the back of his head with both hands, and Ale and Balazit ran towards Tang Ye quickly.

"Tom!"

"Pretty!"

Ale and Balazit ran over almost at the same time, and there was also an Nganyoni on the left. The three people were in three directions and directly blocked Tang Ye.

"Tang, good shot, good shot, um, why don't you say anything, isn't this a good shot?"

"Wait, we don't know if it's a good shot yet."

Tang Ye waved his hands, he was very calm now.

He is waiting.

Waiting for something very important.

[You scored a goal in your first start at the age of 37. Your fans suddenly realized that you are not only good at making money through live streaming, but you are also capable of playing football! ]

[Reward Contribution Points*10]

Tang Ye opened his arms and hugged Alai and Ramselaar at the same time: "Good shot, it's a good shot!"

One goal for 2 draft beers.

So much money!
……

Second team cafeteria.

"Tom! Tom, oh my God, he must be treated, he can't get away with it!"

Several players from the second team and the youth team stood on the table excitedly and waved at the TV screen.

"Melente, I think this means 100 million euros, right?"

U17 coach Richard looked at Melente on the side.

Although Tang Ye’s current ability has not reached 100 million Euros, but considering his age of 16, it is not completely impossible for him to be worth 100 million Euros!
"He failed me!"

Melent pointed at Tang Ye who was moving around on TV, with a somewhat aggrieved expression.

"Well, why?"

"Why is he so strong when he joins the first team? And his running position, you know, Don has been running longer and longer distances in recent games, why is he like this in the first team?"

“Isn’t this because his playing time has increased?”

Richard reminded.

"No, this is different, damn it! Eric must have used something!"

"Tang is controlled by him!"

Melente clenched his fists: "Eric is a bastard, I want to save Tang!"

……

(End of this chapter)