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

Chapter 485: 9 points in 3 rounds of the group stage, the heroic people have stood up!

Chapter 485: 9 points in 3 rounds of the group stage, the heroic people have stood up!
"South Korea's passing and ball control are indeed more refined than China's."

"But like I said before, we should just play high balls. The Chinese team should play more open and expansive games. Hey, hehe, bring out Wu Lei's positioning ability on the field."

"Oh, here it comes!"

Both teams' players are already in the player tunnel and ready to go; the second half is about to begin.

Son Heung-min

Tang Ye and Son Heung-min shook hands.

He and this South Korean striker are quite compatible, considering there aren't many Asians playing in the Premier League.

Son Heung-min is under a lot of pressure right now, but he didn't show it. Instead, he put his hand on Tang Ye's back and patted him.

"come on"

"Well, come on"

After the start of the second half, the Chinese team continued their offensive momentum from the first half.

Tang Ye serves as the ball control hub in the middle!
Tang Ye gestured for Wu Xi to come up from behind, and then made a positional adjustment with his midfield teammates.

Let's all move to the left a little.

The Chinese team's players are currently concentrated on the left flank, waiting for a counter-attack opportunity.

Hwang Hee-chan lost possession in the attacking third!
Wang Shenchao decisively passed the ball to Zhang Xizhe, who was also looking for an opportunity to pass forward.

Noticing that the opponent intended to steal the ball, Tang Ye abandoned his forward run and came over to receive it.

Take the ball from Zhang Xizhe.

He withstood Li Qinglong's pressure and completed the turn!

Li Qinglong reached out and pulled the person.

Tang Ye dodged it immediately!

"This is Tang Ye, the player we mentioned before. Although he is prone to losing the ball, his ball protection and control abilities are absolutely top-notch."

run ahead!
After advancing about 15 meters, all the South Korean players in the backcourt retreated.

Look up at Wu Lei.

As if he knew what Tang Ye was planning, Wu Lei accelerated towards the middle lane.

Just then, Tang Ye also made preparations.

Raise both hands and tighten your body's center of gravity.

Snapped!
The through ball pierced the South Korean penalty area like a scalpel, finally reaching Wu Lei's feet.

Snapped!
He volleyed the ball towards the goal and then went inside.

"The ball is in!"

"In the 53rd minute of the match, China opened the scoring for South Korea again!"

Wu Lei immediately turned around and started celebrating, with Tang Ye following behind him.

CCTV5 is replaying the Chinese team's attack just now.

A gap of only half a meter was exposed between the two South Korean defenders, and the exposure lasted for less than two seconds.

But Tang Ye seized this opportunity.

"Hmm, that through ball...that's a bit over the top."

"Roar!!!"

Wu Lei's hands showed prominent veins.

A year of solitary study abroad finally came to an end at this time.

Another goal!
boom!
Wu Lei turned around and collided violently with Tang Ye, who was rushing towards him.

"Brother Lei, you're awesome!"

"Holy crap, haha!"

A one-goal lead seems a bit too little, but a two-goal lead is more than enough. The players slowly moved back to their own half, and their tension eased considerably.

"Wu Lei!"

Fans are chanting the name of Wu Lei, the goal scorer!

The large screen showed Son Heung-min with his hands on his hips, looking dejected.

South Korea's top star is now a bit bewildered by the results.

Because of Tang Ye's constant ball control, he was practically invisible today.

The same principle applies: there is no football player in the world who can improve the overall strength of the team better than Tang Ye!
When they reached the bottom of the podium, they saw Tang Zhengxiong on it. Tang Ye held up his index finger and made a "1" gesture, which meant that the group was first.

Tang Zhengxiong raised his right hand in response.

[Holy crap, when did Brother Zhengxiong put his sunglasses back on?]

[Stop pretending, please stop pretending, sob sob]

[Wu Lei? King Wu!]

[It seems South Korea still isn't good enough; let's hurry up and bring in Japan.]

The match restarted, and players Zheng Zhi, Gao Lin, and Jin Jingdao were all ready on the sidelines.

However, Lippi only made one substitution, replacing Wu Xi with Zheng Zhi.

No other positions will be adjusted for the time being.

Tang Ye gave Madaloni a thumbs-up, while Madaloni made a cross with his hands, meaning it hadn't started yet.

Oh well.

64 minutes.

Tang Ye passed the ball, but it hit a defender.

Depend on!
"hurry up!"

The head coach urged them on, and South Korea's counterattack began at that moment.

Kim Young-kwon passed the ball to Kim Jin-joo on the sidelines.

Then came the golden pearls!

Pass the long ball directly forward!
"Take a look at Son Heung-min!"

On the field, one of the Chinese players shouted something, and Zheng Zhi was already moving towards Son Heung-min.

However, Son Heung-min's style is all about speed.

Stop the ball while dribbling forward, then accelerate and dribble.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Zheng Zhi reached out and pulled Son Heung-min down.

"Phew...that was close!"

If the South Korean team had actually launched this counterattack, the consequences could have been very serious. Fortunately, Zheng Zhi reacted quickly enough.

"You, you son of a bitch!"

The South Korean players became somewhat agitated by Zheng Zhi, and Lee Chung-ryong and Jung Woo-young immediately tried to push him.

Hey

Zheng Zhi didn't retaliate because he knew he was in the wrong.

The referee did indeed show a yellow card.

"Go away!"

Tang Ye rushed over and pushed Li Qinglong away; Zheng Zhi was right behind him.

"You've already been given a yellow card, what are you still doing?"

Another conflict almost broke out, but the players from both sides were finally separated when Son Heung-min arrived.

"it's okay no problem"

Tang Ye touched Zheng Zhi's elbow and then ran away.

South Korea's indirect free kick was a decision made to let Son Heung-min handle the ball directly.

"Look behind, look behind!"

Madaloni is already shouting.

It's worth mentioning that he shouted in Chinese this time, but I don't know where he learned it from.
Ok……

Tang Ye turned his head left to look at Son Heung-min's position, then turned his head right to observe the wall of players, imagining Son Heung-min's possible passing routes.

"Brother Ting, please keep an eye on number 19."

"Okay, that's about it."

Everything was ready, and the referee blew the whistle.

Beep!
Son Heung-min!
Snapped!
He hit the ball with his right foot, and after reaching its highest point, the ball flew in an arc towards the back post.

Kim Young-kwon and Feng Xiaoting jumped up together!

The two people collided, and neither of them managed to get the ball.

Son Heung-min's free kick landed directly on the ground.

Tang Ye rushed forward to grab it, but his opponent beat him to it.

Li Qinglong is about to shoot!

boom!
Li Qinglong's shot was blocked by Zheng Zhi, who was lying on the ground.

But there's also Huang Yizhu!

Huang Yizhu raised his foot to prepare to shoot.

Inside the penalty area, the Chinese players huddled together, ready to use their bodies to block the ball.

boom!
Zhang Linpeng blocked the ball with his shoulder!
"Pretty!"

Huang Jianxiang couldn't help but express his admiration.

Although the defense at the first point of impact was not done well, the Chinese team's subsequent handling was absolutely flawless.

Zheng Zhi's fall was absolutely timely!
"It's awesome!"

He ran back to prepare for the corner kick defense, and took the opportunity to high-five his teammates.

With great momentum, Tang Ye felt that they were not far from victory.

As the clock struck 75, both the Chinese and South Korean teams made substitutions simultaneously.

Hao Junmin, who ran onto the field, made a hand gesture to Tang Ye.

coming!

Tang Ye will try playing as a shadow striker again in the next period.

It still looks like it's the group stage, but the Chinese national football team has already started preparing for the knockout stage.

Dongqiudi Live Match Report: China makes a substitution; Tang Ye appears to be trying out a striker role again. His actual role is a shadow striker, but Tang Ye always seems to think of himself as a winger, trying to dribble past opponents once he gets the ball into a suitable position.

This habit isn't good for the team, but it's Tang Ye's muscle memory, and he can't change it in a short time.

From the broadcast perspective, Tang Ye is practically a left winger now.

Just like it is now.

Tang Ye got the ball and dribbled with the outside of his foot, slowly pressing towards the penalty area.

Although Tang Ye is a midfielder, you can't expect the South Korean players to underestimate his dribbling ability.

Zhang Yuning ran over from the middle lane to provide support.

This was clearly not a good option, and Tang Ye gestured for Zhang Yuning to go back first.

Wang Shenchao is here!

The plan is being implemented step by step.

He passed the ball to Wang Shenchao and then cut inside himself.

Snapped!
Wang Shenchao's inverted triangle pattern accurately located Tang Ye.

"Oh!"

Tang Ye naturally wanted to seize this perfect opportunity.

Snapped!
A shot that curls into the far corner.

But it went too high.

Ok!

Shaking his hands, he admitted that he had been a bit too hasty in his kicking. Had he taken just half a step more to adjust, he might have had a chance.

Time ticked by, and soon it reached 83 minutes.

Lippi and Madaloni watched the field intently, testing the feasibility of the team's new tactics in the knockout stage.

Their attack was indeed very fierce.

Tang Ye's kick to the shadow striker position resulted in an epic buff for Zhang Yuning and Wang Shenchao, making them the absolute darlings of the current version.

However, there is also a problem: Wu Lei's role has diminished.

And then there's one more crucial point.

The master has gone up front, and now the Chinese team has no one in midfield who can control the tempo!
Hwang Hee-chan dribbled the ball through the middle as if there were no defenders in front of him.

Zheng Zhi slowed down to try and intercept, but Hwang Hee-chan passed the ball out beforehand.

Hwang Ui-jo received the ball and sprinted forward.

"Hmm, South Korea's offensive rhythm is quite good."

"On the contrary, the Chinese team, which was in the lead, seemed to be playing in a bit of a chaotic manner..."

Beep beep beep! ! !

The referee was faking it; Hwang Ui-jo slowed down and suddenly made a cross pass to Son Heung-min.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to stop the ball, South Korea's number 7 directly broke free from Zhang Linpeng.

A left-footed shot!

The ball went in!
Son Heung-min's goal pulls South Korea back into the game!
"xuuu!!!"

Chinese fans are somewhat dissatisfied with Son Heung-min.

The score went from 3-1 to a dangerous 3-2, and the camera quickly focused on Lippi.

Lippi is under immense pressure right now, because in the eyes of the fans, it was his adjustment that led to China conceding a goal.

Madaloni looked into Lippi's eyes.

He didn't speak because he was waiting for Lippi to give him instructions.

"We're not playing anymore."

Lippi shook his head.

"you sure?"

With Lippi's approval, the translator and Madaloni are ready.

"Change it back, change it back!"

Ok?
Tang Ye pointed to himself, and then to Hao Junmin.

"Aren't you going to play anymore?"

Madaloni gestured for Tang Ye to return to midfield.

It's clear that the South Korean team's attack just now made the Chinese national team coaching staff a bit nervous.

There was nothing he could do, so Tang Ye retreated back to his original position.

"..."

"Beep, beep beep!!!"

"Alright, viewers, the match is over. The final score is 3-2."

"Although the final moments were somewhat thrilling, the Chinese team did indeed secure the victory. This win also means that the Chinese team will advance to the knockout stage as the group winner!"

They won all three group stage matches, earning 9 points and a goal difference of +11.

It goes without saying that the Chinese national football team has the best group stage performance among the 32 participating teams in this Asian Cup.

"Ha ha!"

Tang Ye opened his arms and hugged Wu Lei and Zheng Zhi respectively.

"Zhi-ge, you said South Korea was a tough opponent, but we still won."

Tang Ye pointed to the score on the big screen.

A 3:2 ratio is very pleasing to the eye.

Not easy

"what?"

It was too noisy to hear Zheng Zhi, so Tang Ye leaned closer.

"I said it wasn't an easy game for us!"

"I rely on!"

Tang Ye jumped up on the spot when his eardrums were stimulated.

"Ahem, it's nothing, it's nothing. Anyway, Zhi-ge, just tell me whether we won or not."

75分钟后不玩影锋战术的话这场比赛国足大概率能以4：1的比分赢下来，至少稳住3：1肯定是没问题的。

Overall, Tang Ye and his teammates played better than their opponents today!
I walked slowly on the grass.

After he stopped running, he could finally feel the pain from the broken skin on the instep of his right foot.

"Tang Ye, you're awesome!"

Zhang Yuning lifted Tang Ye up directly.

With his attention diverted, Tang Ye suddenly felt no pain again.

The Chinese national football team's coaching staff and personnel walked across the stadium to the area below the away team's stands to perform their thank-you ceremony.

"China is awesome!"

Clap clap clap!

Along with the fans' applause, Tang Ye would occasionally raise his hands to greet them.

correct!

Thinking of something, Tang Ye made a "1" gesture with each hand.

1 and 1 together make 11.

what is this?

This is the total goal difference of the Chinese team in the 3 group stage matches!

Chewing gum, Tang Ye sat down directly on the ground.

Then I felt a pulling force coming from behind me.

It's Zhang Yuning and Feng Xiaoting.

"what happened?"