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

Chapter 82: 45 goals, 38 offensive involvements (2 more monthly tickets requested!)
Utrecht beat Saints 5-0 to advance to the Dutch Cup final.

Tang Ye completed his second assist hat trick in his career in this game, but Tang Ye is under a lot of pressure now.

On the return bus, Tang Ye sat in his seat, holding his cell phone in both hands.

[Which one has faster reaction speed, a 16-year-old or an 18-year-old? ]

Tang Ye is very worried now.

Because his reaction speed was accelerated by the system!

He frowned and carefully scanned the things that popped up on the screen.

Tang Ye did not directly search out who had a faster reaction speed, a 16-year-old or an 18-year-old, but he captured a key piece of information among the many pieces of information.

[Generally speaking, people react fastest when they are around 20 years old]

hiss--

The reaction speed is fastest when you are 20 years old. Based on a simple inference, the reaction speed of an 18-year-old should be faster than that of a 16-year-old!

"Damn, that scared me"

Tang Ye sighed, put his phone back into his pocket, and prepared to lean back in his chair and take a nap.

"Don, is your birthday coming up soon?"

Amrabat, who was sitting next to Tang Ye, nudged Tang Ye with his elbow.

As soon as Amrabat finished asking the question, Alai, who was sitting in front of him, suddenly turned around and said, "Yes, I remember your registration form said March."

“It’s March 3th.”

Tang Ye replied: "What day is today?"

"It's already number 2, so it's really fast!"

Tang Ye rubbed his hands.

He's going to be 17 soon!

"So will I no longer be considered a team player in the future?"

Tang Ye blinked. Every time Ten Hag provided the match roster to the Football Association, Tang Ye saw the words "U17" behind his name.

Tang Ye didn't like this very much because he felt he was being treated differently.

"No, as long as you are under 18, you are a youth player because you signed a youth training contract. That's how it is in the Netherlands anyway."

Amrabat gave the answer: "But your name will not be displayed as U17 in the future."

"what is that?"

"U19!"

amount……

Ok!

Tang Ye touched his head and thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed the case.

Although he is a regular starter for the first team, Tang Ye signed a youth training contract, and he is registered in the second team and the U17 team!
……

The front page headline of "Utrecht Evening News" - Utrecht paid a total of 17 euros in fines for the previous two games after Tang's 2th birthday. Utrecht saved about 4.4 euros due to delayed payment.

RTV Utrecht reporter: Ten Hag has been complained by the Dutch Youth Protection Organization.

"It is undeniable that a minor is working after 10pm. It is absolutely wrong for Utrecht to treat him as a professional player. Minors should not be professional players."

Football Emperor Extra: Analyzing the Dutch Law on the Protection of Minors. Could the strict law put Ten Hag at risk of detention?

……

After the match with Saints, Ten Hag gave the players a half-day holiday and gathered directly in the gym in the afternoon.

"The result of the other match is out, our opponent in the final is Feyenoord"

Ten Hag sat on the bench press and spoke slowly to the players in the room.

"You should have felt it in the previous games. It was actually quite strenuous for us to play against Feyenoord. It might even be more difficult than playing against PSV Eindhoven and Ajax, so I hope you won't be so impetuous..."

Today is the first day after the competition, so even the training in the afternoon will not be too intense.

Ten Hag spent a lot of time chatting with the players, which was basically like giving them a small meeting in the gym.

Tang Ye was sitting on the ground, holding his mobile phone and reading a novel on the Qidian APP. In front of him sat a 1-meter-tall Alai, who perfectly blocked Tang Ye's phone.

It was very enjoyable to read. Tang Ye used his own account to reward an author with 10 Qidian coins, and was called by Ten Hahe the next second.

"Hey, Tang, I'm calling you!"

Amrabat kicked Tang Ye's foot, and the latter quickly hid his phone in his sleeve and looked up at Ten Hag: "Mr. Eric, I'm listening"

Ten Hahe spread his hands: "Tang, I don't think I called your name?"

Ok?
I rely on!

Tang Ye turned his head to look at Amrabat. The hateful Moroccan was laughing at the side.

In fact, Ten Hag didn't call Tang Ye's name at all, it was Amrabat who plotted against him!
Tang Ye waved his hands, thinking that the matter was over, but Ten Hah asked him to stand up.

"Come, stand here"

Ten Hag called Tang Ye to his side, and the players sitting on the yoga mats tried hard to hold back their laughter.

"Eh, Mr. Eric, what's wrong?"

“That’s what I’m worried about.”

Ten Hag had a serious expression on his face, pointing at Tang Ye next to him: "We are now first in the Eredivisie and have reached the final of the Dutch Cup. What I am worried about is that you will start to relax after achieving good results."

Ten Hag made a "9" with his hands: "There are still 9 rounds of the league. Do you remember our goal this season?"

“Relegation!”

Tang Ye answered quickly.

"I'm talking about the later goals. We revised the goals twice."

“Oh, the top four.”

Tang Ye answered again.

"That's right, we want to get into the top four, and it would be best if we could qualify for the Europa League or even the Champions League! This is our goal"

Ten Hag turned his upper body towards Tang Ye: "But, Tang, you are a little bit arrogant now! You don't give me the feeling of an ordinary youth training player. Instead, you are the number one in the Eredivisie scorer list or assist list. The number one in the assist list may not be as arrogant as you!"

amount……

Tang Ye felt a little embarrassed when Ten Hahe scolded him.

but.

"that"

Tang Ye took a step forward: "Mr. Eric, but I am now number one in the assists list."

"what?"

Ten Hag's upper body suddenly fell back, and he turned around to find Van der Jag sitting next to him: "Is what he said true?"

Vandergaard nodded.

"..."

Ten Hag has never lost when speaking, but he didn't expect that he would make a mistake in such a small matter today.

"No, when did you get first place in the assists list? After the game yesterday? No, yesterday was the Dutch Cup game, that doesn't count."

Ten Hag thought about it.

"After the game against Feyenoord, are you number one in the assists list?"

"let me see"

Tang Ye took out his mobile phone, clicked on the homepage of the Royal Netherlands Football Association, and then found the assist data of the Eredivisie this season.

“I can’t remember, but I think I was number one very early on.”

Tang Ye handed the phone to Ten Hahe.

He looked at the assists list once in December last year. According to Tang Ye's memory, he was already ranked first at that time.

But because it was an assist, Tang Ye didn't brag to his teammates.

"Let me see"

Ten Hahe took the phone and looked at it carefully.

1. Tang Ye (Utrecht), 24 times

2. Locadia (PSV Eindhoven), 14 times

3. Duplan (ADO Den Haag), 13 times

4. Ziyech (Twente), 12 times

5. Karsdorp (Feyenoord), 12 times

"2...24 times?" Ten Hag's eyes widened: "When did you get so many assists?"

its not right!
Ten Hag felt that his memory was wrong.

I remember that Tang Ye only made 1 or 2 particularly strange long passes in every game.

Why does it add up to so much?
What is most puzzling to Ten Hag is that Tang Ye, who is ranked first in the assists list, actually has 10 more goals than the second place in the assists list!

It's funny, are all of Utrecht's goals assisted by Tang Ye?

"Wait a moment"

Ten Hag signaled to the players not to worry. He took Tang Ye's mobile phone, turned off the Chinese translation, and then found the standings.

The total number of goals scored by a team can be seen on the standings.

Utrecht has scored 45 goals so far this season.

"call……"

Ten Hag was relieved and returned the phone to Tang Ye: "You scared me, I thought you were so strong, but assisting half of the pass is actually quite impressive."

Tang Ye has 24 assists and Utrecht has scored 45 goals this season, which is more than 50%.

Although Ten Hag usually likes to PUA Tang Ye, Tang Ye's data is indeed good.

but!

This is not a reason for Tang Ye to be distracted during a meeting!

"Eric!"

Van der Gag whispered, putting his mouth close to Ten Hag's ear: "He seems to have 14 goals left"

"..."

14 goals?
24 assists, 14 goals…

24+14 is 38.

38.

45.

Ok……

"cough!"

Ten Hag remained serious and simply waved his hand: "We just won the game yesterday, so I won't make things difficult for you. Tang, you can go back first."

Well!
Tang Ye put his phone back in his pocket and quickly ran back to his seat.

I didn’t expect that the hateful Mr. Eric would let him go!
Tang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, sat down again and gave Amrabat a big middle finger.

The training started immediately and Tang Ye began his operation.

Now that his counterattack point balance has reached 183 points, Tang Ye is not in a hurry to spend money to unlock the purchase rights of new items.

The existing props are enough for him to use for a while.

You bought Cristiano Ronaldo's chicken breast.

Tang Ye wanted to try whether he could buy two pieces of chicken breast to achieve four times the training effect.

However, after trying it, Tang Ye discovered that if you buy the same item within the duration of the item, it can only refresh the duration of the item and cannot bring more multiple gain effects.

What a pity, but it's understandable if you think about it. If the effects of this thing can be stacked, Tang Ye will just eat 10 chicken breasts today, and his shoulders will probably be half a circle wider when he wakes up tomorrow morning!

……

Almost 2 hours later, the first-team players finished their training in the gym and after the massage it was 5: pm, which was the lunch time for Utrecht's first-team.

"Fuck, Bart, I can feel the veins in my thigh throbbing right now. Can you feel it, too?"

Tang Ye limped out of the physiotherapy room.

Of course he wasn't injured, he was just feeling his muscles.

"Hey, Bart?"

Tang Ye shouted, and Ramseral suddenly nodded repeatedly: "Ah, um..."

"Bart, you are distracted, that's not good, Eric doesn't like players who are not focused"

Tang Ye teased.

The two of them were the last to walk out of the therapy room. Tang Ye had noticed that Ramseral was a little absent-minded.

Tang Ye walked towards the cafeteria while looking Ramselaar up and down: "Bart, you are not thinking about games, are you? I see that you have been playing FIFA online frequently recently."

"How can it be!"

Ramselaar flatly denied Tang Ye's words: "You think too much. I'm not you. How is this possible? Only lazy pigs who often hide in the dormitory to play games would think about playing games. I'm not a lazy pig."

"real or fake?"

Tang Ye was a little suspicious, but he didn't say much and continued on his way.

"Bart, I think we should hurry up."

Tang Ye said suddenly.

Just now in the physiotherapy room, Ramselaar suggested playing a few games of FIFA with him, but the other teammates went to the cafeteria for almost half an hour and they just came out of the physiotherapy room.

Tang Ye is a little worried now. If his teammates have finished eating, the cafeteria will become very quiet. He doesn't like to eat alone sitting on a chair.

Ramselaar leaned over and took a look at the time on Tang Ye's phone: "OK, we should really hurry up."

The two men started running.

When I arrived at the cafeteria, I found that the glass windows were closed.

And the curtains were drawn.

Right?
Tang Ye ran over quickly. According to his memory, the cafeteria should not be closed at this time.

Push the door.

Fortunately, the door is open, so there should be something to eat...

"Happy birthday!"

what?
boom!
As soon as Tang Ye pushed the door open, a 10-inch cake flew towards his face.

Although he had the reaction speed of an 18-year-old, Tang Ye still failed to dodge in the end.

"I rely on!"

Tang Ye shook his head violently, shaking off the cream and chocolate on his face.

He wiped his eyes with his clothes and was about to curse when he suddenly found that the cafeteria of the first team had changed.

There were many lights of various colors inside, and there was a cake on the table in the middle with two candles, "1" and "7", on it.

What surprised Tang Ye the most was that there was a Chinese character “岁” after “17”.

Put them together and it means "17 years old".

"Tang, did you see that? Haha!"

"Wuhu!"

While his teammates were making a noise, Tang Ye looked around and realized that Ramserall had stood next to him again without him noticing.

"Bart, so you made me play FIFA on purpose"

"Haha, do you like it?"

"I like it, but..."

Tang Ye touched his head and said, "My birthday is March 3th, so it should be tomorrow..."

"No, today!"

Ten Hag pushed aside Haller and De Jong and walked out from between them: "When your parents came last week, I asked your mother, you were born in the early morning of March 3th, China time."

"Uh, does that matter?"

“You’re definitely not smart enough”

Ten Hahe patted Tang Ye on the shoulder and said, "We have a time difference. Now it is the early morning of March 3th, China time!"

"Happy birthday, Tom!"

More than 20 players from the first-team, as well as Ten Hag and Van der Gag were all looking at Tang Ye. Under their witness, Tang Ye came to his super cake.

"You need a wish, like..."

Ramseral was planning to give Tang Ye some suggestions, but Tang Ye closed his eyes and blew out the candle.

Tang Ye raised his eyebrows at Ramsellar: "Bart, I know what wish I want to make. I always knew it."

……

(End of this chapter)