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

Chapter 884 You're right, but this is GG (game over), baa baa baa baa baa.
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[Holy shit, they really won, damn it!]

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[Just wondering, does this 3-2 score mean the Chinese national football team will advance to the quarterfinals? I remember this is the World Cup, not the Asian Cup, right?]

"Wow!"

Eskeriva jumped onto Tang Ye from the front.

The Chinese team's head coach is not small in weight, so it's still quite easy for a professional athlete like Tang Ye.

but……

Tang Ye is indeed very tired right now.

"Fuck."

With a cry, Tang Ye and Eskeriva fell to the ground together.

"Ha ha!"

Eskeriva seemed even more excited than Tang Ye, lying on the grass with his hands raised overhead: "Vamos!!!"

"Damn it, calm down!"

Tang Ye shoved the coach and quickly got up from the ground: "You're covered in sweat, it's all sticky to me, damn it."

"Hey, aren't you sweating more than me? Your whole shirt is soaked!"

"I'm a player, it's normal for me to sweat. You're a civil official, how can a civil official sweat like that!"

"Haha! Fuck!"

After being scolded, Tang Ye stopped arguing with Eskeriva and went to the sidelines to wash his hands with a bottle of mineral water.

Click, click, click!

Click, click, click, click!

There were at least 15 photographers in front of him, each carrying a camera, and they were snapping away at Tang Ye's head.

With his right fist clenched and his index finger pointing at the camera, Tang Ye wrote his name on the photographer's lens.

"Tang Ye!"

"Tang Ye!"

"The Chinese national football team is awesome!!!"

"Damn, Tang Ye is awesome!"

Thinking of the comforting words the fans shouted to him at the end of the first half, Tang Ye felt extremely upset, so he took the initiative to walk towards the stands near the players' tunnel.

"The round of 16 isn't enough!"

"We were in the round of 16 in the last World Cup, and we're still in the round of 16 now, so don't look down on us!"

"Wow!!"

"Haha! Damn, Tang Ye, you're awesome! You're my dad!"

……

懂球帝战报：天亮了！国足加时赛3:2击败西班牙，队史首次晋级1/4决赛。唐业1球1助，全场狂刷16.2km跑动。（评论数1023568）

The two accompanying photos are Tang Ye's sliding knee and Fernando's bootleg Thunder Yatalis, with Chinese fans in the stands raising their hands in celebration in the distance.

I feel like something's missing...

Yes, at a time like this, there should be golden champion fireworks floating in the sky!
"Hiss... My God, I'm still not quite accepting it."

"Haha, that's normal!"

"Reaching the quarterfinals of the World Cup is the best result in the history of the Chinese team. Reaching the quarterfinals in only their third appearance in the World Cup, the Chinese team's achievement is really impressive, hehe."

"Haha, Coach Zhang, I'm having this idea to present trophies to the players on the court."

"Oh, that's normal! I'd like to if I could, haha!"

……

Dongqiudi (a Chinese sports betting platform) pinned post: Tang Ye was named Man of the Match in the China vs. Spain game, and currently maintains a 100% MVP rate in 4 World Cup matches.

[#China's national football team vs. Spain]

[China's national football team defeats Spain 3-2 to advance to the quarterfinals]

[#China 3:2 Spain]

[#ChineseNationalFootballTeamForeignPlayersCombinedArmor]

[#SpainLost]

As the biggest dark horse in the group stage of this World Cup, the Chinese team maintained their status in the knockout stage.

If the opponent in the round of 16 is Japan, Chinese football fans will definitely expect to advance to the quarterfinals.

But their opponent in the round of 16 is Spain...

Damn it, I don't care anymore, I'm going to play in the quarterfinals and Spain will die!
“Ole Ole Ole~”

"I immediately traveled a thousand mountains away~ to hear the wind singing~ the music of nature~~"

Time may have changed things, but my heart remains at peace.

"I sing my song ten thousand miles away..."

The home team's locker room was quite lively, and Escriva could hear the commotion from a great distance.

When they came over, they were surprised to find that Tang Ye was not in the room. He was leaning against the wall by the door, seemingly deep in thought.

"what happened?"

"Captain, aren't you going in? Can't you sing?"

Hearing the voice, Tang Ye looked up, appearing somewhat flustered: "Um, oh, sir. Please go in first, I... have something to do."

"Oh."

Eskreva nodded, took a few steps toward the door, then stopped: "You're looking for Rodri?"

"..."

Tang Ye didn't speak, but just looked into his own eyes, which made Eskeriva realize one thing: his guess was correct.

"There's nothing to say, that's how competitions are, if you win, you win."

"..."

"I know, but..."

Tang Ye turned his head and glanced at the end of the corridor: "This might not be so easy for him to accept."

"...That's certainly true."

Eskriva put his hand on Tang Ye's shoulder, patted him, and then went into the locker room without saying anything more.

"Wow!"

A sound came from the room, and unsurprisingly, the coach, who had just entered the locker room, was splashed with water by the players.

Outside, Tang Ye continued to look at the end of the corridor, pinching his earlobe with his hand. After thinking for a moment, he walked over.

The away team's locker room was quiet, with only Gavi standing outside.

Before the match, Gavi asked Tang Ye for a jersey, but now the two seem to have forgotten about it.

Seeing Tang Ye approach, Gavi raised his hand in greeting: "Are you calling for help?"

"Um...it's nothing, I just happened to be passing by and wanted to take a look..."

Tang Ye waited outside for a while until Rodri came out.

Seeing Tang Ye, Rodri didn't seem surprised. He walked over with his hands shrugged and said, "Don't be upset, there's no need. You won, and that's that."

Seeing that his teammates were about to come out, Rodri told Tang Ye that if there was anything, they could talk about it privately later.

"……okay."

Tang Ye and Rodri bumped fists, then quickly left.

I came all this way, and waited in the corridor for so long, but in the end it seems like we didn't talk about anything?
There's nothing we can do about it. Rhodes said he'd talk later; he probably needs some time to calm down.

Putting himself in Rodri's shoes, he might not be able to accept the current outcome in a short time... When leaving, Tang Ye specifically pricked up his ears and found that the Spanish players who came out of the room were all silent, not a single one of them spoke.

Ugh.

……

"This is the result of the players' hard work. We have paid a lot for it, so I don't think it's just luck. The Chinese team has the best players and the best team in the world."

Escriva refuted the reporter's "luck" argument, stating that the reporter wouldn't have made such a statement if he had actually watched the entire match.

With 90 minutes of regular time plus 30 minutes of extra time, the Chinese national football team, despite being at a disadvantage, can still put up a fight against Spain.

As for why Spain, who had the advantage, ultimately lost, you'll have to ask Spain themselves.

"They may have underestimated their opponents to some extent, which is normal. If I were the Spanish coach, I might also underestimate China."

"However, underestimating your opponent comes at a price."

Eskeriva grimaced.

"Has the team's performance exceeded your expectations, Ferran?"

"Of course! As I said, our players are the best, they showed their best level, and we deserved this victory."

"You once applied for the position of head coach of the Spanish national team, and now you have defeated Spain in the knockout stage of the World Cup. What do you want to say? Well... you were born in Spain, you are Spanish, and you hold a Spanish passport."

"Yes, I am Spanish, Spain is my homeland. But there's nothing I can do about it, I work in China, and my job is to beat all of China's opponents."

Escribá shrugged: "I support Spain, and if I could, I would want Spain to win, but the rules of the World Cup have brought us together, so there's nothing I can do about it."

"You expressed your regret in a previous interview when you failed to get the job as the Spanish coach. Do you still feel regret now?"

"This……"

Eskeriva laughed: "To be honest, I'm not as disappointed as I was before."

"Haha, can you tell me why?"

"The Chinese team is very good, very great, even better than I imagined. We made history in this year's World Cup. I feel that I am gradually integrating into the team along the way. Our team has the best players, so I don't envy any other team's coach."

"...I don't know if this is the right way to put it, but I feel like I was born to be a coach for the Chinese team."

Click, click, click!

"Next, you will face the Netherlands in the quarterfinals. What preparations are you making for your first-ever quarterfinal match in team history?"

"To be honest, I wasn't prepared at all."

Escriva appeared helpless: "Our expectations led us to not study any opponents other than the round of 16. There's nothing we can do. Every match is like dancing on the edge of a cliff. We have to take it one step at a time."

"However... now we can start studying the Netherlands."

Because he made history, Escriva's performance was relatively optimistic when facing a strong quarter-final opponent, which contrasted sharply with Fernando in the mixed zone next door.

"The pressure is immense." (Portuguese)

"However, with TY around, TY will solve many of the problems we encounter."

"As a naturalized player, have you found it difficult to integrate into the team?"

The commentary is in English, so Fernando needs a translator to communicate with the commentators.

"No, there were basically no difficulties. The team provided me with a lot of help. Also, TY is very good. He helps me like an older brother, so I sometimes call him 'big brother' in private."

"Actually, I was under a lot of pressure when I first came to the Chinese team because I had never played with a Ballon d'Or winner before, but TY was really great. He made me feel like I was part of the team."

Fernando seemed to be recalling something while he was speaking.

“We saw you use his celebration move during the game.”

"Haha, yes!"

"He is the idol of all Chinese players, including naturalized players. I learned all his celebration moves a long time ago, and I will gradually show them in the game if there is another opportunity later."

……

Tang Ye: I'm looking forward to the quarterfinals; if I had to rate them, all the players today would get a 10.

Eskreva: China has the greatest players and the greatest team; I feel like I was born to coach the Chinese team.

[Essen really... I'm wet.]

[Awesome, this is truly unassailable now, I declare I will follow Ethan Juan for life!]

Why isn't Ten Hach saying anything? Ten Hach, step forward!

[6666666, they actually advanced! The Chinese national football team's public image on Douyin has completely reversed. Is this the reward for beating Spain?]

It was still Ahmed Stadium, and it was already 12 o'clock local time. Outside the stadium, fans were bustling about as they left.

There are many people, and you don't even need to look at the clothes they are wearing to determine which faction they belong to.

The Chinese football fans are beaming with joy; the Spanish fans are expressionless.

That's football. If your team loses, you have to give up your recent good mood.

"As you can see, I am currently at the Ahmed Ali Stadium in Rayang, Qatar..."

"In today's match, our national football team upset Spain with a score of 3-2, successfully advancing to the quarterfinals."

"Brilliant!"

"Wow!"

A passing fan raised his right fist.

Although it was late, they weren't in a hurry to go back to the hotel.

Fans want to be on TV and participate in this historic event!
The female reporter quickly found He Sheng.

It seems they had contacted each other beforehand; the "Valuable Guy" and "Valuable Girl" duo met again.

"I'm so excited, so excited!"

"Holy crap, I said we were going to lose against Spain, but we won."

"Hey sir, please calm down, please calm down!"

The female reporter reassured her.

As a loyal fan of the Chinese national football team, He Sheng is indeed a bit too emotional right now.

"Phew... Damn, in all my years of watching football, this is absolutely the best match I've ever seen, the happiest I've ever been, bar none!"

"This is what Chinese football should be like! This is what Chinese football should be like!"

The reporter brought the microphone to his mouth: "The fans here today are very excited because we have seen the Chinese team truly make history today. They defeated Spain, which we have always considered a traditional football powerhouse."

"The so-called traditional football powerhouses no longer exist!"

One of the fans interrupted the female reporter: "Bad is bad!"

"China is awesome!"

"Brilliant!"

"..."

Before the female reporter could react, another fan wandered into the frame.

This guy was clearly there to cause trouble, so the reporter didn't show too much resistance and handed the reporter over.

"To those commentators and fans who were pessimistic about the Chinese team after the group stage, I want to say something to you now."

"You're right, but this is GG Boom! A 23-year-old four-time Ballon d'Or winner, 6 goals and 4 assists in 4 World Cups, 16.2km covered, 100% attacking involvement, 100% playing time, can pass and shoot, has the best free kick in the world, and can also tackle. He can switch between 4 different armors, the only one to summon the Emperor's Armor, aba aba aba la la la..."

This guy's brain seems to be a bit tangled up.

"This……"

"So, sir, is there anything you'd like to say?"

"I?"

"There are some."

"The Chinese national football team—"

The fans began to gather their energy.

“Awesome!!!”

……

(End of this chapter)