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

Chapter 406 Tang Ye's sense of powerlessness, China's dilemma in qualifying for the next r

Chapter 406 Tang Ye's sense of powerlessness, China's dilemma in qualifying for the next round.
"Tang Ye!"

"Tang Ye!"

The Chinese name of Tang Ye was heard from the stands.

In fact, most English-speaking football fans don't know how to pronounce Tang Ye's real name, but this World Cup has given them the opportunity to learn.

Follow in the footsteps of Chinese fans and learn how to chant Tang Ye's name!

"Depend on……"

Holding his calves, Tang Ye's forehead was covered in sweat.

He wasn't injured, but it still hurt a lot to be stepped on like that.

In order to prevent the pain from affecting his penalty kick later, Tang Ye needs some time to recover.

"Buddy, this..."

The Senegalese goalkeeper shrugged at the center-back, who could only shrug at the defensive midfielder.

He felt that it was the defensive midfielder's interception error that gave Tang Ye the opportunity to dribble past three opponents.

Both the first and the last person to be passed need to take the blame!
Come on!

Guy, hands on his hips, said, "I can't help it."

Tang Ye's every move seemed real, but it was all fake.

"My bank card PIN was stolen, and you're blaming me!"

Knowing that unity was important, the Senegalese players did not continue arguing.

Tang Ye stood up from the ground, and Wei Shihao handed him the ball.

"The world of fairy tales is full of changes."

"Let the little piggy have a look around!"

"Flying and escaping are fraught with difficulties."

"Can't contain the ever-changing Piggy Hero!"

"Go, go, go, no matter how difficult the journey."

"He's the best because he keeps his word and never backs down!"

Tang Ye placed the ball on the penalty spot and began to retreat.

"Beep!"

"China has a penalty kick opportunity!"

"Tang Ye!"

"approach!"

The pace shifted from fast to slow as Tang Ye moved closer to the penalty spot.

The entire stadium fell silent.

boom!
He unleashed a powerful shot.

"GOOO-AAAA-LLLLL!!!"

The ball went in!
"call!"

Tang Ye breathed a sigh of relief when his teammates caught him near the penalty spot.

His face was now completely flushed, seemingly from the joy of scoring a goal.

You have gained 50 comeback points.

"Start! Start!"

Madaloni's voice rang out, and the Chinese players realized what was happening and decisively gave up the opportunity to celebrate.

Snapped!
Tang Ye and Wei Shihao high-fived.

Look up at the big screen.

80'23.

Being down by one goal in 10 minutes isn't that difficult, to be honest.

However, this needs to be considered in light of the actual situation.

Tang Ye's current physical condition no longer allows him to play like he did for the previous few tens of minutes.

Moreover, Senegal's defense is also excellent.

These are all problems that the Chinese team is currently facing...

Pooh!
Tang Ye and his teammates encouraged each other by spitting on the ground.

The time has reached the 87nd minute.

Chinese players are now just hoping for a miracle, just like they hoped during the last World Cup qualifiers that the national team could score a last-minute winner to keep their hopes of qualifying for the World Cup finals alive.

Sarr passed the ball across to Ndiaye in the middle!
Ndiaye!
Ndiaye wanted to take a long shot, but after thinking about it, he decided against it and passed the ball to Mane on the wing.

Mane passes to Sabali again!
Snapped!
A cross from a 45-degree angle!
It's a restricted area!
Tang Ye has now returned and is directly using his body to go to Kagay's location.

Niang controls the ball!

Push the ball back!

!

Tang Ye fell to the ground, trying to block Sarr with a sliding tackle, but he was still a little short.

Sarr's long-range shot.

"Goal!"

The CCTV commentators were unusually silent; only the voices of the fans in the stadium could be heard in the live broadcast room.

"Roar!!!"

The Senegalese player who sealed the victory rushed off the field and embraced the substitutes.

"..."

Tang Ye bit his lower lip, blinking rapidly, his face expressionless, his gaze blank.

Under the watchful eyes of the fans, Tang Ye squatted down, his left hand on his knee and his right hand touching the grass in front of him.

I feel we have a chance to win, but the gap in overall team strength is still too large.

Wu Lei walked over, touched Tang Ye's hair, and then squatted down next to Tang Ye.

"My question is about that one-on-one attack."

"No, no, it has nothing to do with you, it's my problem, my problem..."

"Ok?"

Wu Lei didn't understand why Tang Ye said it was his problem.

You don't need to take all the blame.

"I know, I know."

After saying "I know" twice, Tang Ye fell silent.

Wu Lei didn't know what Tang Ye was thinking, so he didn't say anything and just squatted quietly next to Tang Ye.

"..."

"Beep, beep beep!!!"

……

After the final whistle blew, the Senegalese substitutes rushed out to celebrate.

Because of this victory, Senegal now has 6 points after 2 rounds in the group stage. Unless China or Germany suddenly score a lot of goals in the third round, Senegal's qualification for the knockout stage is basically guaranteed.

But the situation in China is not so good.

The players walked toward the tunnel with their heads down, and the camera followed Tang Ye closely.

The camera focus after a win makes Tang Ye very happy, but the camera focus after a loss is a bit annoying.

Tang Ye saw his own head on the big screen, but he deliberately turned his eyes away so as not to see himself on the screen.

Because he felt it was a very shameful thing.

"It's alright, Tang Ye, it's alright!"

"That's already amazing, that's already amazing!"

Chinese fans gathered in the stands on both sides of the tunnel. Security tried to move the fans back to their seats, but they were unsuccessful because there were too many people rushing over.

"It's alright, King Tang, 2-4 is already very good. We accept this gap. You guys played very well."

"It's already very good, it's not your fault!"

Tang Ye bit his collar, his eyes glazed over, a sight that broke the hearts of the Chinese fans in the stands.

Tang Ye simply raised his hand to indicate to the fans that he had heard what they were saying, and then ran into the tunnel.

……

Dongqiudi Match Report: Yu Hanchao scores, Tang Ye assists and scores a penalty, China loses 2-4 to Senegal. (117239 comments)

FIFA official: TangYe was named Man of the Match in the China-Senegal game.

Despite losing by two goals, Tang Ye's overall rating of 9.4 points completely overwhelmed Senegalese striker Niang, who scored twice, and he won the MVP award as the loser.

Senegalese fans were somewhat uncomfortable, but did not raise any objections, given the significant difference in ratings between Niang and Tang Ye.

The homepage of the Dongqiudi app features a poster of Tang Ye squatting on the grass and sighing, which is about half the size of a mobile phone screen.

The poster displayed comments from Chinese fans.

Although the win against Germany was impressive, I felt this was the most exciting match in Group F.

[Defeat is still honorable!]

[As expected, people on Douyin and Weibo are going to start criticizing again. If only they could watch a single live stream...]

Despite the defeat, the Chinese team is awesome!

[Can I check the locker room security footage? I want to see how Tang Ye is doing; I think he's about to cry from the kick.]

Fans thought Tang Ye cried, but that's clearly underestimating him.

At this moment, Tang Ye was sitting on a stool deep in thought, and no one in the locker room spoke.

Madaloni walked towards Tang Ye, and Wu Lei made way for him.

"Tom, listen to me. I know you're upset right now, but this was our best game of the year. We did very well in every aspect. Except for the existing weaknesses, which of course can't be helped."

"I don't think we need to apologize for losing this game, at least you do, I can guarantee that, no one will blame you."

Tang Ye looked up and met Madaloni's eyes: "Yes, I know, I know."

Tang Ye said he knew, but Madaloni didn't know if he really knew or what, so he could only pat Tang Ye on the back and say, "There's an MVP trophy, go get it."

Tang Ye suddenly paused, then asked, "What?"

"The MVP trophy, didn't you win one last time? Go get another one."

"Didn't we lose?"

Madaloni shrugged: "Then tell me who on the other side plays better than you."

"..."

"Thank you," Tang Ye patted Madaloni on the waist, then stood up and walked outside.

"If you don't want to go, that's fine too. I can have them deliver the trophy directly to you."

"No need, sir. Thank you. I'll just get it myself."

"Hmm, that's even better."

Madaloni nodded slightly.

Suddenly, Tang Ye realized that he hadn't invited anyone else to go with him to collect the MVP trophy.

Is it because you're in a bad mood that you want some time to be alone?
……

Click, click, click!

The small mixed zone was filled with nearly a hundred journalists from various countries.

Tang Ye was standing right in front of the billboard. According to the contract, he was supposed to show the "Wanda Plaza" advertisement behind him, but Tang Ye seemed to have forgotten about it.

"Tom, it's a pity you lost this game, but you still got the MVP. Fans say that if your teammates had played better, you would have had a chance to beat Senegal. Do you think so?"

"Um...that doesn't seem quite right."

"I feel sorry for not winning the game, and so do my teammates. As for the MVP, if we had been the winners today, I would definitely be happy to receive it. I think I'll post a picture of the trophy on Twitter tonight; it's something I like to do."

"But we lost that game, so I won't do that."

Tang Ye began to speak slowly.

Would you blame your teammates?

The reporter tentatively asked, "What I mean is, do you feel that your teammates' performance wasn't good enough?"

"Our teamwork had some issues, but I don't blame my teammates. They did what they were supposed to do, and they showed the same form they displayed in training. The 2-4 score was a result we achieved together, so I think if we have to find someone to blame, all 23 of us are at fault."

Tang Ye's eyes were a little red, clearly still not recovered from the match.

The reporter wanted to ask more questions, but Tang Ye hadn't finished speaking yet.

"To be honest, well, to be honest, I feel a little guilty."

"My teammates gave me a lot of support, and the coach also let us play offensively because I like to play offensively. As you should have seen, after the start of the second half, my positioning was pushed forward, and I had to track back less often."

Tang Ye touched his neck as he spoke: "The coach and teammates gave me support, but I don't think I played well enough."

In the last match against Germany, Tang Ye scored two goals, becoming the team's hero.

He was given a higher tactical role in this game, but he was unable to lead the team to victory.

Tang Ye felt a great sense of disappointment.

It feels like you enter a game, tell your teammates to "carry the carry," and then you lose the game.

Regardless of the final data, the word "failure" was displayed on the computer screens of the five people.

"Tom..."

The reporter still had questions about the match, but he wasn't going to ask them anymore.

"You're about to face your final group stage match. Currently, you're third in Group F with 3 points, but a weaker goal difference. If you want to advance to the World Cup knockout stage, you'll need at least a draw in your last game. Tom, do you think you're more likely to win or lose against Sweden?"

"I can't answer your question about possibilities. Even if you asked our coach, he wouldn't be able to give you a good answer. Because this is a very difficult question to answer."

Tang Ye looked at the camera: "But I can confirm that our goal in participating in the World Cup is to play in the knockout stages. Yes, I'm not just making empty threats; I mean, we have a goal, and we came to Russia for that goal."

Click, click, click!

Click, click, click!

……

Dongqiudi (a Chinese sports betting platform) pinned post: After two rounds, Tang Ye is ranked 5th in the top scorers list, one goal behind Cristiano Ronaldo. (72823 comments)

On Dongqiudi (a Chinese sports betting platform), it was widely discussed that Tang Ye expressed after the match that he had let down the coach and teammates' tactical arrangements. (93891 comments)

Attached is the FIFA World Cup Group F standings (as of the end of the second round).

1. Senegal, 6 points.

2. Germany, 3 points.

3. China, 3 points.

4. Sweden, 0 points.

Attached is the 2018 FIFA World Cup Russia Top Scorers List (as of the end of the second round).

1. Kane (England), 5 goals (2).

2. Lukaku (Belgium), 4 goals.

3. Cristiano Ronaldo (Portugal), 4 goals (1).

4. Diego Costa (Spain), 3 goals.

5. Tang Ye (China), 3 goals (1).

With two MVP awards in two matches, Tang Ye is the player with the most MVP awards in this World Cup, and also the only player to win the MVP award while losing a match.

Tang Ye's situation is very similar to Cristiano Ronaldo's, the difference being that Portugal has one draw and one win, one more point than China.

With 3 points from 2 games, and only one match remaining in the group stage against Sweden, Chinese fans are so nervous they can't sleep.

Chinese fans are best at calculating scores, and soon a football expert with the ID "Spartasds55" posted his calculations in the comments section.

The two matches in Group F of the third round are China vs. Sweden and Germany vs. Senegal.

If Senegal beats Germany, then China only needs to draw with Sweden to qualify.

This would give China a total of 4 points, while Germany would only have 3 points.

If Germany and Senegal draw, then China must win because China has a goal difference that is one less than Germany's.

Just a quick summary.

If Germany loses, then China can advance to the knockout stage whether they draw or win.

If Germany draws, then China must win.

If Germany wins, then China must win, and at the same time, they need to ensure that their goal difference is greater than Germany's.

The matches between Germany and Senegal and China and Sweden started at the same time.

Since there's no way to know Germany's points and goal difference in advance, all the Chinese team can do is give it their all.

……

Sohu.com: The Chinese men's national football team has arrived in Kazan to begin preparations for the third round of the group stage.

Reporters photographed Chinese national football team players disembarking from the plane with their luggage at the airport.

Attentive fans noticed a key detail: Tang Ye had traces of iodine on his arms and calves, indicating that the wounds from the falls in the previous two games had not yet fully healed.

The good news is that Tang Ye is smiling in the photo and giving the reporter a thumbs up.

The several hours of flight seemed to have helped Tang Ye figure some things out; he seemed to have recovered from the bad mood of losing the game.

"Tang Ye, may I take a photo with you?"

"Um"

Tang Ye took the phone from the reporter and took a picture with the front-facing camera.

"Don't be stressed, Tang Ye, good luck in the match against Sweden!"

Tang Ye and the reporter bumped fists: "Thank you!"

Inside the bus, Tang Ye sat next to Zhang Yuning, while Wu Lei, sitting next to him, stuck his head out and asked, "Tang Ye, did the reporter ask you any questions?"

He asked me if I wanted to take a picture with him, so I just took one.

Tang Ye shrugged.

"Hmm, I thought you'd be given a hard time."

Wu Lei nodded slightly: "Given our current situation, we feel it's easy for reporters to ask some uncomfortable questions."

"It's alright, I think the domestic journalists are pretty good. The British journalists are a bit exaggerated, but not too bad."

Perhaps it was because he was lucky, but none of the reporters Tang Ye encountered were too difficult for him.

"but……"

"You know my club's coach, Ten Hag? Those British journalists always ask him strange questions. But he's incredibly good at answering them."

Tang Ye shrugged: "If it were me, I'd probably just be sitting on a stool."

"Ha ha"

……

The World Cup column in the Moskovsky Moskovsky newspaper: In the first match of the third round of the group stage, Russia lost 0-3 to Uruguay, suffering its first defeat in the group stage, with Cheryshev scoring an own goal.

The match between Russia and Uruguay was held in Kazan. On the evening after the match, Cheryshev had dinner with Tang Ye, who had just arrived in Kazan.

These two former Villarreal teammates have finally reunited.

"If I had landed four hours earlier, I could have watched your game. If I had had that time, I would have called my teammates to come along."

"Wow, thank goodness you landed late, otherwise you would have witnessed something embarrassing."

"Ha ha!"

Cheryshev's reply made Tang Ye laugh: "But I still watched the live broadcast; your match was playing on the screen on the plane."

"So you saw my own goal?"

"Haha, yes, Dennis."

Tang Ye ate his food: "But it doesn't matter, you've already qualified."

"I don't know why I played those shots. Maybe I haven't been devout enough to God lately. The pressure of the World Cup has been too much, and I haven't had a chance to have a proper talk with God."

Cheryshev always talks about things like God, just like Sebastian.

It's a pity Sebastian isn't here today, otherwise these two guys with the same faith could have chatted until very late.

"Dennis, you've been very good to God, because you've already qualified. There aren't many teams that have secured qualification yet."

When the topic of qualifying came up, Cheryshev and Tang Ye suddenly fell silent.

Because the Chinese team is now facing a major challenge in qualifying for the next round.

"Tom, are you confident about beating Sweden?"

Tang Ye squinted and shook his head: "Uh... to be honest, no."

"No, don't be like that. You shouldn't be so humble about your abilities. You should be like Ronaldo; he was also trying to lead his team to the next round."

Gurgling.

As Tang Ye drank the juice in his glass, his chest heaved.

"Actually, I really want to play in the knockout stage."

Tang Ye looked into Cheryshev's eyes.

Since he started playing for Utrecht's first team at the age of 16, he has never been eliminated in the group stage of any competition.

The World Cup is no exception.

……

The Paper: FIFA Online 4 updates World Cup player ratings, Tang Ye breaks 90 for the first time.

(End of this chapter)

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