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

Chapter 78: Ten Hag refused to change players (23 more monthly tickets requested!)
At the end of the game, Utrecht, who had won two consecutive games, retained their first place in the league, and Ten Hag came to the press room again.

Click, click, click!

"Eric, this is the second league game you have won this month. Next Saturday you will face Willem II at home. Do you think Utrecht can keep winning streak?"

"William II? Of course!"

Ten Hag answered without hesitation: "We won the first half of the league against Willem II. A week later we will win again. There is no doubt about it."

"But……"

The reporter paused and said, "We have noticed that your next match against Willem II will start at 9: pm."

“Oh, it’s all the same.”

Ten Hag shook his shoulders: "Whether it's 8:9, 10: or :, we will win the game. Now is our best time."

"Is such that"

The reporter glanced down at his notes: "According to the Youth Protection Act of the Netherlands, underage players are not allowed to work after 10 pm, which means that Tang will only have a maximum of 30 minutes of playing time in the next game."

?

The camera turned to Erik ten Hag on the podium, and the expression of this dark horse coach suddenly froze.

Ten Hag patted Van der Jag on the shoulder and whispered, "Is this true?"

Vandergaard frowned, he didn't know about this either.

Take out your phone and search.

Damn, it’s true!

"Um……"

Ten Hag took a deep breath: "It's not a big problem. No matter how long Tang plays, we will go all out to play. But I have to say here that no team can win all the time."

"Because you know, even the best team and the best coach cannot guarantee a 100% winning rate. Willem II is a team with a strong foundation and I have the highest respect for them."

The reporter nodded: "Eric, did you change your words because Don couldn't play the whole game?"

"No, it has nothing to do with the players, I'm just stating a fact"

Ten Hag smiled: "Mr. Cocu's experience made me realize that the team coach should be more rigorous in his words. I have respect for William II. I can't guarantee a 100% winning rate. This is a fact."

……

The front page headline of "Utrecht Evening News" - Because of the provisions of the Dutch Youth Protection Act, Tang will only have a maximum of 30 minutes of playing time in the next game against William II. If he does not go to the bench to rest after 10 o'clock, the team will face punishment from the Utrecht government.

Football Emperor: The game started too late and Tang Ye’s playing time was limited.

[What the hell, they just banned my brother Mongke, what the hell is Utrecht doing?]

[Fuck, did this trigger the Minor Protection Act? ]

[I think this game is too early. Can Utrecht apply to the Football Association to start the game earlier? This will also make it more comfortable for us in China.]

【William II: I don't agree with early games! 】

[Ten Hag is still pretending to be cool. Wait until I, Mongke, finish my battle. Then it will be clear who is the idiot.]

[Ten Hag: Don is a jerk. It doesn’t matter how much playing time he gets. I am the only core of the team.]

……

In the evening, Tang Ye washed his hands carefully with hand soap in the bathroom.

On the return bus, Tang Ye learned from Van der Jag that he would be "protected by law" in the next game.

Tang Ye felt a little uncomfortable as he could only play for 30 minutes in the next game, but there was nothing he could do.

Because what he encountered was not the rules of the Football Association, but the Youth Protection Act!
But he couldn't think so much now. Tang Ye wiped his hands carefully with a towel.

Sit in the chair and...

Open the treasure chest!
[You have obtained the Mbappe volley template]

Slash in mid-air!
Although I don’t know who Mbappe is, it’s not a big problem.

The name "Lingkongzhan" sounds like it has something to do with shooting!

Close your eyes and feel it carefully. As expected, this is indeed a very strong shooting technique.

It's really handsome, the only drawback is that the triggering conditions are a bit harsh.

After all, the opportunity to slash in mid-air doesn't always come along!
After opening the treasure chest, Tang Ye was about to watch a movie to relax, but at this moment there was a knock on his door.

Suspecting that it was Ten Hahe who broke in, Tang Ye directly turned off his computer after learning from his previous lesson.

Then go open the door.

"Tang Ye!"

Damn it?

Tang Ye was a little dazed when he was suddenly hugged.

The visitor was not the hateful Ten Hag, but his parents!

"Tang Ye, um, let me see, let me see"

Zhang Qingqing carefully looked at Tang Ye in front of her, while Tang Zhengxiong behind her had a smug look on his face: "How is it, Tang Ye, are you touched?"

In order to give Tang Ye this surprise, Tang Zhengxiong and Zhang Qingqing specifically asked for Tang Ye's room number, and it took them a lot of effort to find a translator!
"Dad, aren't you going to watch the Double Red Contest?"

Tang Ye smiled and brought his parents into the room.

I remember Tang Zhengxiong said he was going to England to watch the Red Devils derby, but I didn't expect them to suddenly show up here.

Tang Ye feels a little fortunate now.

Fortunately, he had a good sense of security and turned off the computer in advance!

"The Double Reds match is nothing. I won't even watch it tonight so I can see you."

Tang Zhengxiong waved his hand with a nonchalant look and sat down directly on Tang Ye's bed.

"Hey, Tang Ye, don't listen to what your dad says, we flew here from Liverpool"

Tang Ye was quite moved at first, but after listening to Zhang Qingqing's explanation, he suddenly stopped talking.

"Dad, this..."

“Hey, they’re all the same.”

Tang Zhengxiong looked around Tang Ye's room and said, "I came here to see you. The Double Reds match is just a side trip. No, Tang Ye, your room is even smaller than I thought. Don't you really plan to buy another one outside?"

"But don't you think it's convenient? There's a cafeteria next door, and the training ground next door."

Tang Ye opened the window and looked out from the dormitory on the 4th floor. You could directly see the three 11-a-side fields of the first team.

But it's night now, so it's pitch black outside.

"That's true. I just visited your club."

Tang Zhengxiong said slowly: "It feels a lot different from Melwood (Liverpool's first-team base). Your gym only has one floor. Is it enough?"

"It must be enough. We don't have many players."

Tang Ye asked Zhang Qingqing to sit on the bed, then he moved his chair over and sat on it himself.

"Although the Dutch league is average, the atmosphere here is pretty good. When I came here, I saw your poster on the road. I told the driver that this was my son, but he didn't believe me. Damn it."

Tang Zhengxiong gritted his teeth and said, "By the way, Tang Ye, your mother and I are going to stay in the Netherlands for two weeks. Do you have any family tickets? The kind that allows you to sit in a seat and everyone around you will know that you are a player's family member."

"what……"

Tang Ye was silent after being asked by Tang Zhengxiong: "Um, Dad, why don't you buy box tickets? Box tickets in Utrecht are very cheap..."

“This is different”

Tang Zhengxiong shook his head: "The relatives' votes are the most powerful. Aren't you a midfielder? When the time comes, if you make a great assist on the field, I will stand up from my chair and call you son on the spot. Damn, how cool is that?"

Tang Zhengxiong began to look forward to it.

As a noble Premier League fan, he looks down on the Eredivisie.

But this is his first time watching Tang Ye compete live, so the lineup must be perfect!
"That, that..."

Tang Ye blushed: "I gave away the relative ticket quota..."

"What!?"

Before Zhang Qingqing could react, Tang Zhengxiong jumped up from the bed: "Damn it, it's not Tang Ye, we haven't seen each other for only 2 months, do you already have a new dad outside? No, damn it"

Tang Zhengxiong pointed his index finger at Tang Ye, then looked at Zhang Qingqing who was still sitting on the bed: "I knew that the child I gave birth to wouldn't be a good one, Qingqing, take a look for yourself!"

"Calm down!" Tang Ye stood up and pushed Tang Zhengxiong back to the bed: "Fans, I gave the tickets to the fans! I met a few Chinese fans on the road. They often watch Utrecht's games, so I gave them the spots."

"Oh?"

Tang Zhengxiong's eyes lit up: "Of course you can. I know there is nothing wrong with my family education. Tang Ye, I tell you, this is a good way to do it, you have to do it this way!"

"..."

"Zhengxiong, calm down. This is a dormitory. There are people sleeping in other rooms."

Zhang Qingqing grabbed Tang Zhengxiong's clothes and said, "Tang Ye, are you hungry? How about we go out to eat something tonight?"

"Let's go out to eat tomorrow night after training tomorrow night. Forget about tonight. It's not good to eat too much."

Tang Zhengxiong stood up and pinched Tang Ye's arm: "You should eat more. Your physical fitness is not enough to play in the Premier League."

Tang Zhengxiong really wants Tang Ye to play in the Premier League.

On the one hand, it can make Tang Zhengxiong proud.

on the other hand……

Tang Zhengxiong wants Tang Ye to go undercover at Manchester United.

This is Tang Zhengxiong's loyalty to the team as a Liverpool fan!

In the end, Tang Ye couldn't convince Tang Zhengxiong, so he sent a message to Ten Hahe on his mobile phone.

Knowing that Tang Ye's parents were coming, Ten Hag decisively arranged a holiday for Tang Ye and said that Tang Ye could come to training later tomorrow morning.

……

In the afternoon of the next day, Utrecht officials sent a tweet via Twitter, the content of which was roughly that the U17 player Tang Ye in the team received a visit from his parents.

In the official photo, Tang Zhengxiong turned his back to the camera, raised his hands and pointed his thumbs at the No. 99 jersey behind him.

This is Tang Ye's number, but the name on the number is not "Tang", but "Tom's Dad".

Tang Zhengxiong had a tour with Utrecht staff, and then left Utrecht with Zhang Qingqing.

They will travel around the Netherlands and then come back before the next game.

"Are you leaving now?"

Zhang Qingqing seemed a little reluctant to leave.

"Hey, don't think like that. If we stay here, it will affect Tang Ye's training."

……

The time came to the day of the match between Utrecht and William II.

As the reporter said before, the game starts at 9:, so Tang Ye only has a maximum of half an hour to play.

But even so, Ten Hag still let Tang Ye start.

The camera first turned to Tang Ye who was chewing gum on the field, and then to Tang Zhengxiong and Zhang Qingqing in the first-floor stands.

"Brothers, although Tang Ye can only play for 30 minutes in this game, with Tang Ye's father and mother supervising the game, I think Utrecht still has a better chance of winning today."

"Yes, Utrecht played very aggressively!"

"..."

"Van der Maarel's long pass goes straight to Allais!"

"Alai makes a ball for Jansen!"

"Yansen passes again!"

"Give it to Tang Ye!"

"Perfect, Janssen was very smart, he chose to pass the ball to the strongest shooter in Utrecht!"

"Tang Ye, go to the far corner!"

"GOOO-AAAAAA-LLLLLL!!!!"

"The ball is in! The ball is in!"

"Tang Ye! Beautiful!"

[You get counterattack points*10]

[You are 37 years old and playing football on the field, while your 39-year-old father is watching in the stands. You get an extra counterattack point]

[You are 37 years old and playing football on the field, while your 36-year-old mother is watching in the stands. You get an extra counterattack point]

A goal was scored just over 10 minutes into the game, which was somewhat beyond Tang Ye's expectations.

What also surprised Tang Ye was the extra 2 counterattack point reward.

So cool!

"Wuhu!"

Tang Zhengxiong waved his fists and Zhang Qingqing beside him kept clapping.

10 minute later.

"Tang Ye, run!"

"Run the fuck up! What the hell are you kicking!"

"start running!"

The scene was very noisy, but Tang Zhengxiong was standing in the first row, and he spoke Chinese, so all the words reached Tang Ye's ears without exception.

Damn it!
Sure enough, these two counterattack points were not obtained casually!
In the 29th minute of the game, the fans looked towards Utrecht's bench.

No one is warming up.

"Hmm? Isn't Ten Hag going to make a substitution?"

"Hiss - it's been 30 minutes and Ten Hag still hasn't made a substitution!"

"Holy shit, that's awesome!"

"Teng Sheng!"

[Uh, isn't it said that continuing to kick the ball would be against the law...]

[Ten Hag is so fierce? Are you ready to pay the fine?]

[Is Tang Ye’s father always scolding him? Hahaha! ]

[My brother Meng's movement is too amazing, even my father can't stand it! ]

【Aren't you going to change people yet? 】

【what's the situation? 】

In front of William II's bench, head coach Boch glanced at Utrecht's bench out of the corner of his eye.

It was discovered that Ten Hag had no intention of making substitutions.

Have you forgotten?

Bochy began his operation by having a forward on the bench put on a vest and start warming up.

During the warm-up, he deliberately ran to the front of Utrecht's bench and twisted twice in front of Ten Hag.

Ten Hag remained unmoved.

Ok.

Pochi shook his head.

Ten Hag has not forgotten at all, he has made up his mind not to replace Tang Ye!

"Ten Hag made no substitutions (Dutch)"

"Why! That's why! (Dutch)"

The commentators on the scene were stunned by Ten Hag's move.

Minors are not allowed to work after 10pm.

This is not a regulation of the Dutch Football Association, it is the local law of the Netherlands!

Eric, what are you doing!
……

(End of this chapter)