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

Chapter 644 Mr. Ferran, please be concise.
"..."

Tang Ye needs some time to think.

Because Eskeriva's actions were a bit too outrageous, what's most distressing is that Tang Ye himself only just found out.

Tang Ye closed the document, gently pushed it back into place, and sat in the chair in a daze, waiting for Eskeriva's arrival.

Hey, Tom.

Escriva and Tang Ye waved: "You've seen what's on the computer, right? I feel we should win all our league matches this month, because we have Chelsea and Juventus to play in November, and the pressure will be immense then."

Eskeriva sat down in the chair opposite the desk, giving Tang Ye the seat inside: "You can take a look around some more, and then..."

The Dortmund coach suddenly fell silent because he caught a glimpse of the documents on the table out of the corner of his eye.

After talking to him, Marty did not put the file back in the drawer.

"This……"

Eskeriva looked into Tang Ye's eyes, and the latter was also looking at him quietly. Their eyes met.

Eskeriva didn't say anything, but he could tell from his expression that Tang Ye had already read the contents.

"This, actually..."

“That’s not what I meant, Mr. Ferran, I’m a little unsure what to say right now.”

Tang Ye was also somewhat flustered.

On the one hand, he was furious because Eskeriva had chosen to keep it a secret from him.

On the other hand, he felt guilty because he felt that Ferran had done too much for him.

"You really didn't need to do this; you've taken too big a gamble."

Tang Ye shook his head: "Without a penalty for breach of contract, and with a year's salary still owed, you'll lose at least 1500 million euros, right?"

"Hmm... I estimate more than that."

After thinking for a moment, Tang Ye added.

Escriva remained silent, which suggests that the amount involved is indeed more than 1500 million euros, given that the release clause alone could be as high as 1000 million euros.

"Actually, Tom... you don't understand me, you don't know what I'm thinking."

Eskeriva sighed, then looked into Tang Ye's eyes again: "Sometimes, I feel that life requires taking a gamble."

"I've been a coach for over 20 years. Do you know how many titles I've won in the top five European leagues?"

Escriva raised his right hand, making a circle: "0."

"It is indeed embarrassing, but we've known each other for so long, I'm not afraid to say it, well, after all, you're not a reporter."

"What I mean is, I can't win a title in one of the top five leagues, so I need to take a gamble. Some things are won through gambling. Tom, you're a professional player, you should understand what I'm saying. Professional players are always gambling, from youth academy to retirement."

Escriva shrugged: "Because you never know what the score will be in the next game."

"..."

Tang Ye didn't say anything, he just stared at Eskeriva.

The latter was worried that Tang Ye might not understand what he was saying, but when he thought that it was no longer three years ago and that Tang Ye was now 21 years old, his previous worries disappeared.

"In September, an opportunity to win a championship was presented to me, specifically the Bundesliga title, with a stake of €6.5 million in annual salary. I had to give it a try."

Eskeriva appeared somewhat helpless.

A coach who has been playing in the top five European leagues for 15 years, whose teams have always been in the middle ranks, suddenly finds himself with a chance to win the championship. This kind of temptation is not something a normal person can resist.

The salary is very high, several million euros, but sometimes achieving something is more important than making money.

"..."

Tang Ye looked at Eskeriva and said, "I understand."

You can't understand it.

"Just pretend I understand, okay? Otherwise, I won't know what to say next."

"……OK"

“Mr. Ferran, if you’re going to gamble, you should be more decisive. You were decisive when you made the loan decision…”

"Because I saw an opportunity."

Eskeriva interrupted Tang Ye.

"Yes, you saw an opportunity, so you acted decisively. Now that I'm here, why are you still hesitating, just like you used to be?"

“I’ve been at Dortmund for a month now, or even longer. At the beginning of the season, you said in front of everyone that you were going to reconsider the first penalty taker, but we still haven’t received a response.”

Eskeriva fell silent, feeling as if Tang Ye had discovered that he had done something wrong.

"Be decisive, Mr. Ferran. Just confirm that Erling is the first-choice penalty taker. Otherwise, as you saw, he gets the penalty but then hands it to me, which will affect his penalty kick performance."

dong dong!

Tang Ye tapped the table lightly: "You have to say it in front of everyone, that it's agreed Reus is the captain, Haaland is the first penalty taker, then give me the free kick directly, tell Pogba he needs to track back, and tell Bellingham he needs to be my wingman, so that we know what to do on the field."

"You're too concerned about our pride. You don't need to be like this. You're the coach, Ferran, whatever you say goes."

Tang Ye said "Fei Lan" instead of "Mr. Fei Lan" because if he included "Mr.", his words might not have that same imposing feel.

A clear division of labor is something that even a semi-professional team coach can do, but you won't see it in a top coach like Eskreva.

Ferran is too hesitant, and his personality is a major reason why Dortmund is currently in a predicament.

“You said you wanted to gamble, so couldn’t you be more decisive? 7500 million, Ferran, Dortmund spent 7500 million to bring me here, but you won’t tell me what to do.”

"It's not that I'm arrogant, but if your idea is for me to play the core role, then let's be straightforward and have Zude come up to support me. The club spent 7500 million, so I will deliver at least the performance of 7500 million."

boom!
Tang Ye slammed his fist on the table: "I'm not here to scam money!"

"If Zude goes on, we'll only have one defensive midfielder left, and Paulo's defense is a big problem."

"If you're going to gamble anyway, then just be decisive."

"We'll find out if it works in the game. See if the opposing team can get into our half of the court."

Escriva remained seated without speaking, while Tang Ye stood up: "They directly made me the core player, but they were afraid I wouldn't play well and would get criticized, just like when I was at Villarreal. But I don't think it's necessary, okay? Three years have passed, am I the same as before, or do you think I'm really bad?"

Tang Ye shrugged.

"Of course not, Tom, you're phenomenal."

"Then let them pass the ball to me. I don't want penalty kicks, I don't want the captaincy, but I'm not here to scam money."

"Tell us clearly how to play, give us possession of the ball, and if we lose, it's on me."

Tang Ye gave Eskrima's shoulder a firm squeeze: "If we don't win the Bundesliga title this season, I'll pay your release clause and annual salary on behalf of the club."

"Hey, no way."

"You're saying this because you don't believe me."

"..."

Tang Ye pointed at Eskeriva's nose and killed the conversation with a single sentence.

"It's settled then."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ferran."

After saying that, Tang Ye turned and left, leaving Eskeriva sitting in a daze.

……

Repost: Haaland Jr.! In a training photo released by Dortmund's official website, Zhang Yuning is seen asking Haaland for advice.

[De Bruyne's cross from the byline lv5: Replica (Beyond the current state)]

Proficiency: 3452/3500
This afternoon, Escriva held an impromptu meeting with the players during training, which resulted in Tang Ye not yet reaching the maximum proficiency level for crossing from the byline.

With only 50 points away from reaching level 6, Tang Ye decisively chose to stay and train for a while longer.

Whether influenced by Tang Ye or Haaland, Zhang Yuning also chose to continue training, receiving crosses from Tang Ye in the penalty area.

Zhang Yuning is very smart. Haaland can't head the ball, so he knows that the thing he needs to improve most is his heading ability.

If Zhang Yuning wants to get playing time as a substitute in Dortmund's first team, he must have a better heading ability than Haaland!

"Back off! Back off!"

Snapped!
[De Bruyne's cross from the byline lv5: Replica (Beyond the current state)]

Proficiency: 3500/3500
A cross was delivered from the right byline, and Zhang Yuning jumped up.

boom!
A header was attempted, but unfortunately it went over the bar.

"You need to observe beforehand!"

Tang Ye shouted, "Don't worry about me, focus on the defender. If you find an open spot, I'll find you, not the other way around!"

Tang Ye corrected some mistakes Zhang Yuning made when receiving the ball, then focused his attention back on the system. After just 20 minutes of extra practice, Tang Ye successfully leveled up a key growth template to its maximum level.

[De Bruyne's cross from the byline lv5: Replica → lv6: Humility in asking questions]

Proficiency: 0
[Passes: 95 → 95]

[Set piece: 90→91]

Tang Ye
[Ball possession: 92; Passing: 95]

[Shots: 86; Headers: 62; Set pieces: 91]

Speed: 82; Endurance: 83; Physical Strength: 87

[Defense: 77; Vision: 99]

Overall rating: 93
Tang Ye's cross from the byline reached level 6, his passing stat remained at 95, but his set pieces improved from 90 to 91. In addition, his stamina, which he lost due to COVID-19, was restored by 1 point. Tang Ye's stats have reached their best ever.

Currently, Tang Ye still has a growth template that has not been upgraded to the maximum level.

[De Bruyne's cutback cross lv5: Replica] (Beyond Current Status)

Proficiency: 874/3500
Because I don't play the inverted triangle style much, my proficiency level is increasing slowly. I estimate it will take at least another season to max it out.

There is another one that is not unlocked.

[De Bruyne's long-range curling shot lv5: Reissue (Maximum)]

[Prerequisite for upgrading to level 6: Shooting attribute 87]

Based on the current situation, adding two more level 6 templates should easily bring Tang Ye's overall rating to 94.

As for whether he can break through to higher levels, Tang Ye himself doesn't know what the future holds.

After all, everyone has a limit to their overall score.

……

"..."

"Wow, beautiful!"

"Tang Ye's assist!"

Haaland's goal looked so easy!

"Yes, it feels like Dortmund's attacking capabilities have been completely unleashed after the match against Chelsea!"

Live match report: Tang Ye delivered a precise 45-degree cross, Haaland pounced on the loose ball and slotted it home, Dortmund took a 1-0 lead over Schalke.

"So muss das!" (That's exactly how it should be!)

The Dortmund players gathered together to celebrate, and Tang Ye kept rubbing Haaland's hair with his hands, directly making Haaland's sports headband crooked.

"Roar!!!"

Haaland, caught up in his happiness, didn't notice the problem with his headband and just kept yelling at his teammates.

"..."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Urging Bellingham to come up, Tang Ye, who was surrounded by defenders, quickly passed the ball.

Bellingham adjusted his position, initially intending to pass the ball directly, but upon seeing Tang Ye's gesture, he chose to hold back for now.

No rush, no rush...

Tang Ye made a lateral move at the top of the arc, drawing away all the defenders. Bellingham was ready.

Snapped!
He knocked the ball up from the ground and passed it to Haaland.

"Come!"

Haaland raised his hands, tightened his core to withstand the challenge from behind, and then passed the ball to Tang Ye, who was coming up from the side, with a "bang".

Stop the ball!

He feinted to pull towards the baseline, but actually cut inside.

Tang Ye looked at the upper right of the goal, deceiving the goalkeeper into making a move.

Snapped!
A powerful shot!
The shot was aimed at the near post.

The goalkeeper was fooled!
"Nima's!"

Schalke's coach cursed, while Dortmund's players celebrated wildly.

It's 2-0!
And this is only the 31st minute of the first half!

"Dortmund played exceptionally well today; every player in every position was in great form."

"Yes, you can see that Escriva made a lot of adjustments today. The most obvious one is that Bellingham's position has been moved forward. Escriva still chose to play Bellingham as an attacking midfielder, so now there are two attacking midfielders, with Bellingham acting as a wingman for Tang Ye."

"Look at this attack, Bellingham received the ball and walked towards the left byline, directly drawing away the defender for Tang Ye!"

With all the defenders gone, Tang Ye now has a wide-open shot.

He reached out to Bellingham for the ball!
As the defenders came up to try and get a position, Tang Ye suddenly stopped and changed direction, running in front of Mascarell to get the ball.

Mascarell wanted to foul Tang Ye from behind.

But to be honest, there are very few midfielders in the Bundesliga who can go toe-to-toe with Tang Ye in terms of physical confrontation.

Mascarell is not among them.

boom!
The two collided, and Tang Ye regained his balance, passing the ball directly into the penalty area without observing the surroundings.

Haaland.

boom!
With a powerful shot, Haaland practically blasted open Schalke's goal.

This is the third goal of the match!!!

"Ha ha!"

Tang Ye and Haaland ran out together in perfect unison.

Haaland opened his arms and hugged Tang Ye from below the stands.

Tang Ye, who is 1.82 meters tall, looks like a child next to Haaland.

Meanwhile, Haaland was...

They eat children!!

"Don't eat Tom!"

"Don't eat it! Don't eat it!"

Dortmund fans in the stands shouted that Haaland's mouth was going to swallow Tang Ye's head if it opened any bigger.

You can't just swallow it!

"nice"

Eskeriva clapped his little hands in front of his chest, overjoyed.

I initially thought Pogba would be in trouble playing alone in midfield, but it seems that my worries were unnecessary.

Because the existence of one guy will prevent this from happening.

"Paul!"

Tang Ye shouted at Pogba, startling the latter who stood still and scratched his head: "Hurry up and go back to defend! They've all rushed out and you're only now running back?"

"My my"

Pogba and Tang Ye clapped hands and apologized, saying, "I'll watch the rest."

"Focus!"

Tang Ye pointed to his temple and roared at Pogba again.

"Today we'll attack the left flank, but we won't completely leave the right flank open. We'll run back and forth! Play bolder!"

Eskrima returned to the bench and sat down, watching the Dortmund players celebrating on the field with his eyes narrowed.

Find Marty next to you.

"Marty"

"What use am I to you...?"

Marty shook his head: "Why bother with all that?"

"Tell me, isn't 3-0 awesome?"

……

(End of this chapter)