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

Chapter 502 The Magic of $5: A Decisive Strike in the Asian Cup Final!
Dongqiudi live match report: In the 70th minute of the second half, Tang Ye showed the referee $5 in cash.

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"Wow!!!!"

The fans in the stadium instantly became agitated, and the referee promptly took out the $5 bill from his pocket and tore it to pieces.

Then he took out a yellow card from his chest; it was for Tang Ye.

In the footage, Tang Ye shrugs at the referee.

Whatever you want.

"Tang Ye is awesome!"

"Tang Ye!"

Go China!

The fans were still chanting, and Madaloni was laughing heartily in front of the bench.

"Well done, Tom!"

Lippi glanced at him from the side, and Madaloni immediately fell silent.

"Uh, uh... Tom was too impulsive. He shouldn't have received a yellow card at that moment, otherwise it would have made things difficult for us later."

Madaloni said in a low voice.

【Hahahahaha】

[Maximum Operation]

This is the King of Football.

[Tang Ye: Here, take this $5. Help us out when the whistle blows.]

[Tang Ye took my money, (attached .jpg)]

[Holy crap, there are weird things happening here?]

Dude, give me more! Wouldn't $100 be even better?

"Referee, this is provocation!"

The Qatari players approached the referee, hoping that Tang Ye would be sent off the field.

But this is not possible.

Even if Tang Ye did commit a red card offense, it's still a question whether the referee would dare to issue a red card.

A referee works for the game, but he also has his own family.

He shouldn't be cyberbullied!

The game continues.

In the shot, Lippi crossed his arms at Tang Ye.

At first, the fans didn't even realize what this was until Tang Ye started running forward during the attack.

Tang Ye moved from the defensive midfield position to the attacking midfield position.

What does the Chinese team mean by this?
What the hell could this mean?!
"It looks like the Chinese team is going to attack!"

"Yu Hanchao replaces Zheng Zhi, and the captain's armband is given to Zhang Linpeng..."

Tang Ye's yellow card sounded the horn for China's counterattack!

74th minute!

Wu Lei made a run down the right flank and then delivered a precise cross-court shot to Tang Ye.

Jog forward slowly.

boom!
[De Bruyne's curved through ball lv5: Replica (Beyond the original state)]

Proficiency: 1085/3500
A through ball was played to Zhang Yuning in the penalty area.

Zhang Yuning prepares to shoot!
Snapped!
Zhang Yuning's shot was blocked by a Qatari defender!

Wu Lei tried to follow up with a shot, but he wasn't fast enough and the ball was stolen by the opponent.

After this attack ended, Lippi made another substitution.

Zhang Xizhe replaced Liu Yiming!

"Lippi's substitution, eh..."

Not only the fans, but even the two commentators are now completely bewildered.

With one full-back and one midfielder, the Chinese team is determined to play an attacking game.

If we do this and fail to score, won't we just explode?
What the fans didn't know was that this was indeed the Chinese team's plan for today.

With only a little over three days between the semi-final and the final, the Chinese players couldn't possibly recover fully from a 120-minute match in that time. That's why Hao Junmin didn't start today.

Under these circumstances, Lippi did not want to pin the team's fate on extra time and penalty shootouts.

So he chose to burn his bridges!
Snapped!
Zhang Linpeng delivered a precise long pass from the backfield to Wu Lei.

The fans' hearts were in their throats.

Wu Lei!

Snapped!
He steadily controlled the ball at his feet.

Awesome Wu Lei!

If you want to understand the Chinese team's competitive state in this match, you don't need to look at the match statistics.

Just by looking at Wu Lei's first touch, you can tell how good the Chinese team is today.

Wu Lei dribbled the ball and quickly approached, while Tang Ye was also on his way from the center.

There are two Qatari defenders next to Tang Ye.

hiss!
He suddenly pushed off the ground and accelerated, rushing through the middle of the defenders.

Wu Lei first passed to Yu Hanchao, who then passed to Tang Ye.

A sudden stop by stepping on the ball!

He raised his center of gravity and gently pushed with his foot to complete the groin thrust to Afif.

Move horizontally to create space!

Tang Ye had already observed the specific positions of the players in front of him when he nutmegged the ball, so now he only needed to adjust his center of gravity to shoot directly.

Swing your right leg up!
Draw the bow!

Afif had one hand on Tang Ye's chest, but he couldn't stop Tang Ye from shooting.

boom!
The long-range shot went straight toward the goal.

The angle wasn't great, but the ball speed was incredibly fast.

The camera followed the movement.

This ball...

In!

"Goal!" Tang Ye!

"The ball is in!"

"A long-range shot from the Chinese team! This goal is absolutely no mistake!"

Tang Ye rushed out the moment the goal was scored, along with the other Chinese players on the field and on the bench.

boom!
He slammed to the ground, then slid down on his knees!

The familiar three stripes reappeared at the Abu Dhabi stadium, and Tang Ye roared at the stands.

"what!!"

Wu Lei and Wu Xi came up together and bumped into Tang Ye, and the three of them fell to the ground together.

Tang Ye knelt on the grass, and Wu Lei wrapped his arms around his neck, calling out, "Tang Ye! Tang Ye! Tang Ye!"

More teammates rushed over, and Tang Ye could no longer support himself, so he simply lay flat on the ground.

From the camera's perspective, Tang Ye now looks like a recently deceased high monk, with the dozens of Chinese team players surrounding him as his disciples.

"China scores!"

"In the 76th minute of the match, China took the lead with a long-range shot from Tang Ye!"

"My goodness, haha!"

The big screen replayed Tang Ye's shot.

As I said before, the angle was average, but no one expected Tang Ye to pull out a shot so quickly.

The ball went in before the Qatari goalkeeper could even react!

[Everyone stand up!]

Holy crap, we're in the lead?!

Hold on, just hold on!

The US dollar is still gaining momentum!

"Stop your celebrations!"

The referee came over and chased away the Chinese team's substitutes. The Chinese team's celebration had already lasted for nearly 3 minutes, and if it continued, someone would be shown a yellow card for delaying the game.

"Ha ha!"

Zheng Zhi gave Tang Ye a quick kiss on the forehead, then ran away with Hao Junmin.

While running, he even waved and shouted "Awesome!" to Tang Ye.

This is amazing, GGBond!

A master is a master!

Tang Ye walked towards his own half of the field, and halfway there he suddenly turned around to face the stands, opening his arms in the direction where the most Chinese fans were.

"Wow!!!!"

Dongqiudi live match report: Tang Ye opens the scoring with a 27-meter long-range shot from the middle, giving China a 1-0 lead over Qatar.

The game starts again.

Something was wrong. Qatar used all two of their remaining substitutions, showing they really wanted to catch up.

“Ole Ole Ole～～”

Boom!

Bang bang bang!

"Oh GGBond, be a hero in a fairy tale~"

"Oh GGBond, my passion is flowing!"

“Oh GGBond…”

After the restart, the Chinese team's momentum had reached its peak.

Just as He Wei is describing now.

"Dear viewers, as you can see, it is now the 79th minute of the second half. If this score holds for no more than 15 minutes, the Chinese team will win this match with a score of 1-0."

This means that the Chinese national team will win its first Asian Cup title in its history.

The head coach gave frantic instructions, and after adjustments, Qatar resumed their attacking play.

The attack still revolves around striker Afif!

boom!
The through ball flew past Tang Ye and found his teammate in the attacking third with pinpoint accuracy.

Retransmit the previous Ali!
Adjust one step, two steps. Then kick it out directly!
Alibaba wanted to replicate Tang Ye's success, but unfortunately failed.

"Brilliant!"

Shi Ke and Wang Shenchao stood together, celebrating the successful blockade.

"come on! Come on!"

Zhang Linpeng raised both hands above his head and clapped: "The last 10 minutes! Hang in there for the last 10 minutes!"

……

Drop drop! ! !
Beep beep—!!!
It's 11 p.m. in China, and many residential areas are brightly lit, with occasional screams emanating from people.

The order in which the screams occur can indicate which software the fans are using.

Those who shouted early were watching the game on betting websites!

boom!
Yu Hanchao's shot hit the stands.

"Depend on!"

Yu Hanchao shouted out his unwillingness, and Tang Ye raised his right hand to show: "It's okay, Brother Chao, it's okay!"

The game is almost over. If the Chinese national football team can hold on until the last minute, they will be the winners today!
88 minutes.

The regular time was about to end, and the Chinese fans immediately began their celebrations.

How many times have I fallen on the road?

How many times have my wings been broken?

"..."

I want to transcend this ordinary life.

"..."

"I want a life in full bloom!"

"Like flying in the vast sky..."

"Woww!!"

Suddenly a scream erupted, and Qatar launched a long pass, stealing the opportunity and launching a deep attack.

"Qatar is looking for a chance to equalize!"

"They don't want to hand the championship to China."

Ali outmaneuvered Zhang Linpeng in a one-on-one battle, then broke free and drove directly into the penalty area.

"Lean on me! Lean on me!"

"Near angle! Block it!"

Wang Dalei kept adjusting his teammates' positions.

Qatar!
Snapped!
Ali fired a shot into the near corner, and Wang Dalei quickly scrambled to make a save.

However, the ball never came over; Tang Ye and Shi Ke, who had made a deep defensive recovery, blocked it together.

Shi Ke passed the ball to Tang Ye, who then threw a croquet ball at Ali and dribbled out of the penalty area.

The Qatari striker ran up, and Tang Ye didn't try to be brave; he kicked the ball directly into the opposite half of the field with a long pass.

The 90 minutes are up.

Injury time is...

A +4 suddenly popped up above the time in the top left corner.

[4 minutes?]

The referee has no shame!

[The AFC is an idiot!]

I deposited $5 into GGBond, why isn't it working?

Apart from Tang Ye rolling on the ground the whole time, no one else got injured in the match, and the injury time ended up being a full 4 minutes.

It's so dark, damn it!
The fan in the stands who gave Tang Ye US dollars is now the one who regrets it the most.

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have given $5.

If GGBond had tipped the referee $10, there probably wouldn't have been such a long stoppage time!

91st minute...

It's still Qatar's attack.

The defender took a shot.

duang!

It hit the pillar and bounced back.

Just as the fans breathed a sigh of relief, the ball bounced out and landed right in front of Ali.

!!!

One-on-one!
boom!
Ali made a decisive shot, but it was blocked by Wang Dalei who rushed out.

"Oh!"

Qatar's offensive is not over yet.

Another shot from midfield!
The goalkeeper had already come out, but Wang Shenchao, who was covering, stood on the goal line and headed away the Qatari midfielder's lob shot.

Immediately following was Tang Ye's powerful kick that cleared the danger.

"Pretty!"

boom!
Wang Dalei and Wang Shenchao bumped into each other.

The time has reached the 93rd minute.

Finally, it was China's turn to attack. After receiving the ball, Tang Ye immediately moved to the right wing.

"Come here!"

Tang Ye decided to have all his forward teammates move to the right wing, including Yu Hanchao on the left.

Tang Ye made a cross-run with Wu Lei, then dribbled the ball directly towards the right baseline.

Just when the fans thought he was going to cross the ball, Tang Ye stepped on the ball and started a one-on-one duel with the defender.

"Go and grab it!"

The coach urged the Qatari defenders to press forward quickly.

Tang Ye wanted to stall for time, so he passed the ball from his left foot to his right foot and slowly retreated towards the corner flag.

When the Qatari players came on, Tang Ye continued to control the ball himself.

We've reached the corner flagpole.

When Tang Ye has the ball, the fans feel very safe, but this time the situation is different.

Four people have come from the other side!

Tang Ye glanced up at the big screen, then turned around and used his body to shield the ball.

"Be careful!"

The Qatari players pressed down from behind, and with both of them exerting force together, Tang Ye fell directly to his knees on the grass.

The ball is currently stuck on the edge of the baseline; if it gets touched even slightly more, it will go out of bounds.

This is where imagination comes in. Tang Ye pressed the ball down on the grass with his chest, buying a few more seconds.

Finally, the Qatari player couldn't take it anymore and fouled Tang Ye, pushing him away.

but!
Hey!

The stoppage time has ended!
"Beep, beep beep—!!!!"

"Oh!!!!"

"Woww!!!!"

The stadium erupted in cheers. Tang Ye rolled half a circle before standing up.

"Won!"

Zhang Yuning rushed over and jumped onto Tang Ye.

"Win! Win!"

"Holy crap, champion!"

Running across the grass with arms outstretched.

Only Chinese players and fans can truly understand the joy of this scene.

The camera pans to Lippi, as the two Italian coaches of the Chinese national football team quickly enter the field.

"Hurry up, Marcello, hurry up!"

Madaloni seemed to think Lippi was running too slowly, so he directly reached out and pulled him up.

"Brother Lei!"

Tang Ye shouted and collided with Wu Lei and Zheng Zhi respectively.

"Holy crap!"

Gritting his teeth, Tang Ye felt a sudden pain in his chest, and sweat mixed with blood and iodine dripped down from the scratches below his neck.

"Are you OK?"

Then I remembered that Tang Ye was arrested in the first half.

Tang Ye pulled up his jersey and wiped all the sweat from his chest.

Then he hugged Zheng Zhi tightly!
"Awesome, Brother Zhi!"

Boom!

Bang bang bang!
“Ole Ole Ole～～”

"Ole~Ole Ole Ole Ola..."

The stands were all red.

The camera focused on Tang Ye's face, and the director even gave Tang Ye's calves and chest a close-up shot.

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind!"

"How loud the victory song is!"

"Sing of our beloved motherland!"

"From this day forward, let us march toward prosperity and strength!"

"..."

"Crossing mountains and traversing plains!"

Whether someone reminded them or the director understood Chinese, the cameraman turned the lens to the stands when the Chinese fans sang together.

There were rows and rows of five-star red flags in the stands.

The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind.

The fans sang the victory song loudly.

……

(End of this chapter)