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

Chapter 399 My mother asked me why I was kneeling while watching TV; God wouldn't let me stand up.
Ningbo, Zhejiang.

"Aren't you asleep yet, Yudong? We're going to Taizhou tomorrow."

Wang Yudong's mother pushed open the door and came in, only to find that the lights in her son's room were on.

Her son, Wang Yudong, was kneeling in front of the television, his hands hanging naturally at his sides.

"Yu, Yudong, why are you kneeling while watching TV?"

Wang Yudong turned around and saw that it was his mother.

"I'm looking at God, Mom."

Are you under too much pressure?

The mother quickly walked in, hugged Wang Yudong, and then saw what was displayed on the television.

China 1:0 Germany

"Um, this..."

Her son is a soccer player, so of course she knows about Chinese soccer.

"Mom, do you think I can be Tang Ye's teammate someday?"

His mother didn't speak, so Wang Yudong continued, "If Tang Ye and I become teammates, Mom, I'll tell you right away."

After his mother left the room, Wang Yudong took out his phone from the bed and skillfully opened QQ.

[Taizhou Ostrich Club Golden Globe Award Nominees (67)]

This is his new club, and his teammates are all guys around his age.

It's worth mentioning that there are no coaches in this QQ group.

[Yudong, did you see that? Holy crap! Tang Ye's goal was absolutely incredible!]

After glancing at the television in front of him and confirming that Germany had not scored, Wang Yudong replied on his phone.

[I saw it, I saw it, my mom just came.]

[Oh, won't your mom scold you for watching the game so late?]

It's okay, I often go to bed very late, but my mom is still very nice.

Did your mom say anything?

My mom asked me why I was kneeling while watching TV.

The television in front of Wang Yudong showed the camera focused on Plattenhardt, who was making a breakthrough from the bottom.

Snapped!
Zhang Linpeng was following along, but Plattenhardt handled it very well.

The ball was passed back to Reus, who had just come on!

Reus lobbed the ball into the penalty area!
Werner jumped at the first spot, but couldn't reach the ball.

Second point!
boom!
Müller leaped high and headed the ball.

But Zeng Cheng pushed him out!
Beep!
Germany has a corner kick opportunity!

Let Kroos handle it!

"Yes, yes, just be careful, just be careful."

Standing on the edge of the penalty area, Tang Ye encouraged his teammates.

I feel like I'm back in shape; the next step is to maintain that momentum.

Well, overall, China has a pretty good chance in this game.

"Beep beep beep!!!"

False whistles are flying everywhere, Kroos takes a run-up and gives a corner kick!
"Brother Peng! Brother Peng!"

Tang Ye judged the landing point well, and the penalty area suddenly became chaotic.

Müller, who was originally in the middle, suddenly accelerated and rushed to the front post.

Kroos's corner kick was very low, but it seemed like his teammates had discussed it together.

Müller's body shot forward!
Core tightening!

A powerful header!
Goalkeeper Zeng Cheng knelt on one knee.

Müller's header went into a position close to the corner, and from such a short distance that Zeng Cheng had no chance against it.

“GOOO—AAAAA—LLLL!!”

"Thomas Müller!"

"Well!"

The CCTV commentator clutched his head, seemingly unable to accept the goal.

Was there an offside?

"It doesn't seem like there was offside..."

The German players rushed out to celebrate, and the German fans in the stands also began their celebration.

Although China's attack in the second half was strangely strong, Germany's depth was undeniable.

The team's overall performance was poor, but Kimmich and Müller carried the team.

"Germany!"

"Germany!"

Tang Ye stood on the grass, watching helplessly as the score on the big screen changed from 0:1 to 1:1.

After chewing some gum, Tang Ye glanced at the away team's bench.

Hao Junmin and Gao Zhunyi are both ready.

With 20 minutes left, the Chinese team is going to make one last desperate attempt!

Hold on to the score!
or……

"Let's put one more in, there's still room to go."

Can you kick it?

Tang Ye, panting, began to observe his teammates' conditions.

The national football team's training camp in Hainan in January proved effective, as most players on the field still had some energy saved.

"Just send it to me, just send it to me."

Tang Ye instructed Wu Lei and Wei Shihao respectively: "Focus on attacking Wei Shihao's side, we'll target Kimmich."

Kimmich played very well, but playing well comes at a price.

Tang Ye could tell that Kimmich was starting to feel the strain.

After Tang Ye and his teammates finished their remarks, they were called away by Lippi along with Zhang Yuning.

Madaloni then spoke to Wei Shihao separately.

The Chinese national team assistant coach pointed at the German players on the field: "You need to maintain your momentum; your momentum is very important."

"Whoever messes with Tom, you deal with them, understand? It's the last few minutes, hold the score, make sure Tom doesn't get injured, that's our task from now on, get it?"

"Well"

Wei Shihao's eyes lit up, and then he smiled.

"give it to me"

The German players are all tall and strong, but that's nothing to Wei Shihao, who was known for getting into fights back in his Shandong Luneng days.

The Shandong Luneng training base helped Tang Ye assault someone.

The national team also helped Tang Ye fight.

Wei Shihao looked at Tang Ye next door, who was listening attentively to Lippi's speech.

Well……

My thoughts drifted back to that summer six years ago.

That year, Tang Ye was 13 and Wei Shihao was 17.

"Wow, that's impressive! What's your name?"

"Brother Hao, you're awesome, Brother Hao!"

"Haha, Brother Hao, I'm going back to Guangdong tomorrow. Do you want to come with me? Want to go to Guangdong for fun?"

"Brother Hao!"

Ok?
Wei Shihao was stunned for a moment, then realized that Tang Ye was standing in front of him: "Damn it, don't get distracted, Hao-ge, there are only a few minutes left!"

"Oh, mine, mine!"

"It's alright, it's alright. I'll focus on your path later, so just charge ahead without worry. I'll follow right behind you."

"Like when we were kids?"

Wei Shihao's sudden words silenced Tang Ye.

Realizing what was happening, Tang Ye burst into laughter.

"Haha, I think that's a fair interpretation. I'll be right behind you, so you can play with confidence."

boom!
Tang Ye and Wei Shihao exchanged fist bumps.

Wei Shihao pulled out his youth knife and immediately established a youth training bond with Tang Ye.

Thus, the first bond was formed within the Chinese national football team!

Lippi previously stated that if the Chinese national football team performs well in actual matches, they could receive an overall rating of 80.

Now that the first hurdle has been overcome, the Chinese national football team can definitely use its strength to challenge the 80-point threshold!

"come on! Come on!"

Madaloni and the players shouted, while Tang Ye clapped hands with Wu Lei and Feng Xiaoting, saying, "It's okay, it's okay, we can win, believe me, we can win."

"Don't be afraid, okay? Really, don't be afraid, we can win!"

Gulu gulu!

Drink water in big gulps.

puff!
Spit it all out!
Feeling much better, Tang Ye returned to the court.

Dongqiudi Live Match Report: Müller scores with a header, Germany equalizes.

[Our dreams are shattered, brothers]

Don't let your dreams be shattered. A draw is fine too, just hold on, just hold on!

All I want to know right now is what Lippi said at halftime. Feng Xiaoting is playing so aggressively, damn it!

"Germany showed their depth as defending champions, with Müller equalizing with a header."

"Well, Coach He, I have an opinion, but I'm not sure if I should say it."

"What's that?"

"Hmm... I feel that if the Chinese team can maintain the offensive momentum they had at the start of the second half, they have a chance to continue to break through the German defense."

Huang Jianxiang gave the Chinese national football team a very high evaluation in the second half!

Will they open Germany's goal again?

Is this possible?

"Damn it, I'm speechless!"

Tang Ye and Özil were entangled again, pushing and shoving each other. "Hey, pull me back!"

Madaloni jumped up from his chair and gestured for the Chinese national team players to pull Tang Ye back.

Tang Ye already has a yellow card!
Another yellow card and he'll be sent off!

Not only will he be sent off, but he will also be suspended for one match. If that happens, China's World Cup journey will be over.

The situation is terrible; even someone as composed as Lippi couldn't help but speak out now.

"No, no!"

The Italian shouted in broken Chinese.

"Go away!"

Tang Ye was also out of control, and he reached out and pushed Özil away.

Wei Shihao quickly came over and pulled Tang Ye away, while Wu Lei was responsible for pushing Özil away.

"Calm down!"

Referee Faghani shouted to both Tang Ye and Özil, "If this continues, I'll have no choice but to issue red cards."

"..."

Tang Ye glanced at Özil, and felt as if a fire was burning in his chest.

"Calm down, calm down, don't give her a red card, don't give her a red card!"

Zhang Yuning offered words of advice, while Wei Shihao also gave instructions from the side.

"Grass!"

Tang Ye used his shoe nails to scratch the grass under his feet.

"Hey, why aren't there any cards?"

Germany's head coach Joachim Löw turned to the fourth official: "They had a physical altercation, and both of them should receive yellow cards!"

The two people Löw was referring to were, of course, Tang Ye and Özil.

Löw certainly knew that both Özil and Tang Ye had yellow cards, but he also knew that if Özil and Tang Ye were swapped, Germany would be getting a huge advantage.

"Those two should be sent off!"

Löw emphasized this again.

The German coach is more eager than anyone to have Özil sent off.

Because if Özil is sent off with a red card, then Tang Ye will also definitely receive a red card.

Beep beep beep!!!
A false whistle was blown.

When a player already has a yellow card, the referee will raise his standards for punishment, so neither Tang Ye nor Özil, who had a physical altercation, were shown a red card.

"Depend on!"

Löw shrugged at the fourth official: "Send them off!"

Neither Tang Ye nor Özil received a yellow card, but the German coach did.

The reason given was questioning the referee's decision.

Pooh!
Spit out the chewing gum from your mouth.

Fans thought Tang Ye would put a fresh one in his mouth, but Tang Ye did not do so.

However, when he is very tired, he needs to breathe through his mouth, at which point he can no longer chew gum.

Tang Ye's action made the fans in the live broadcast room realize something.

That means he'll perform even better next time!

Dongqiudi live match report: Werner made a run to get a touch on the ball, but his subsequent sliding shot failed to reach it, and the score remained 1-1.

Werner sat on the grass, clutching his head and yelling because of his mistake.

Tang Ye looked up at the big screen.

It is now the 76th minute of the match.

The Chinese fans in the stands are now only thinking about holding onto the score, because if they hold on for another 15 minutes, they can take a precious point from the German team.

But the repeated fouls by the German players ignited Tang Ye's ambition.

One point didn't seem to satisfy him.

82th minute!

Tang Ye made a through pass down the right flank, accurately finding Wu Lei making a run forward.

Wu Lei passes the ball across to Zhang Yuning!
Zhang Yuning controlled the ball in place and began to adjust.

Because the adjustment time was too long, he lost the opportunity to shoot directly.

But it doesn't matter!

Pass the ball to Wei Shihao next to him!

Wei Shihao paused on the spot after receiving the ball, and then immediately accelerated and sprinted.

nice!

Tang Ye really likes wingers like Wei Shihao who are decisive in getting to the byline.

He reached out for the ball!

Snapped!
Wei Shihao's inverted triangle shape!
The pass wasn't very good; if it had been another teammate, they probably would have conceded the ball.

But what he was passing on was Tang Ye.

"Well!"

After retreating and turning around, Tang Ye used his thigh to intercept Wei Shihao's pass.

The thigh flicks the ball out!
Snapped!
Extend your leg and hit the ball towards the area behind your head!

Then turn around!
"Oh!!"

Tang Ye didn't manage to deflect Wei Shihao's pass to the ground, but that didn't stop him from dribbling past his opponent.

"Tang Ye, head towards the restricted area."

"They want to get to the top of the key!"

Arriving near the top of the arc, Tang Ye prepared to shoot.

But he was pulled down by Kroos.

This is a tactical foul by the German team!
"..."

"call……"

Sitting on the ground, Tang Ye sighed helplessly.

Such a great opportunity...

"Come!"

Cross pulled Tang Ye up from the ground, and the latter began to examine the spot where he had fallen.

Hmm, this position is still quite a distance from the goal.

"How to say?"

Feng Xiaoting covered his mouth and talked to Tang Ye, but the latter did not answer Feng Xiaoting's question immediately. Instead, he looked up and around at the fans in the stands.

Chinese fans in the stands were cheering wildly.

Their gazes shifted, and Tang Ye and Tang Zhengxiong locked eyes.

Tang Ye could see Tang Zhengxiong in the stands very clearly, and Tang Zhengxiong could also see Tang Ye very clearly.

The live stream screen showed Tang Ye on one half and Tang Zhengxiong on the other, with the director creating a scene of father and son appearing together through split-screen technology.

"call……"

Tang Ye covered his mouth with his hand: "Just hit him."

Feng Xiaoting didn't say anything, but reached out and patted Tang Ye on the shoulder.

"Come!"

Wei Shihao passed the ball to Tang Ye.

Swish!

Tang Ye spun the ball twice in his hand, then placed it on the white line.

Once the players from both sides were in position in the penalty area, Luzhniki gradually quieted down.

The camera focused on Tang Ye's head.

The picture was so clear that viewers in the live stream could see the pores on Tang Ye's face, as well as his faintly visible beard.

……

Wanda Plaza, NJ City.

The light is green now, but the white car in front hasn't started moving.

"Drip!"

"Don't make any noise!"

The drivers behind were startled, only to realize that the cars in the adjacent lane were also not moving.

Ok?
Turn your head to the right.

On the giant screen at Wanda Plaza, the number 10 player of the Chinese national football team is ready.

"Well……"

boom!
A crisp sound of the ball hitting the ground rang out.

Goal!

"Drip!!!"

“Didi di di di di!!!”

“Ding ding ding ding!!!”

"Woww!!!!"

Tang Ye ran out with his arms outstretched, while Kroos lowered his head in disappointment in the shot.

problem occurs!
What a big deal!

……

Crunch!

The door was pushed open.

She is Wang Yudong's mother.

"Yudong, aren't you asleep yet? Hmm, why are you kneeling down again?"

"Oh, Mom, God won't let me stand up."

……

PS: Third update before 1 PM.

(End of this chapter)