"Lin, you don't know yet? Last night, the police called me. Our Manchester pride, the esteemed Mr. Mario Balotelli, set his house on fire while playing with fireworks." Mancini said sarcastically.

"No! I know!" Lin Yi's tone was firm. "Mario called me last night. He knew I was back in the team today after recovering from my injury, so he happily set off fireworks at home. Although he messed it up, I was very touched."

Mancini remained unmoved: "No matter the reason, he should reflect on his actions. We are a professional team, not a haven for weirdos. I think the reserve team would be more effective in bringing him to his senses."

"If we can beat Manchester United, and if I perform well enough, can we bring him back?"

The stubborn Mancini didn't nod, perhaps not wanting to strain his relationship with Lin Yi too much. He replied evasively, "We'll see when the time comes. I'll consider it."

时间很快来到2011年10月23日,曼彻斯特当地时间下午2点,能容纳约76000人的老特拉福德球场座无虚席。

Three bronze statues stand in front of the century-old Old Trafford stadium: Sir Bobby Charlton, George Best, and Dennis Law.

Upon entering the stadium, one end of the scoreboard in the East Stand features a statue commemorating the late and highly regarded coach, Sir Matt Busby, while the North Stand houses a monument commemorating the Munich air disaster.

Every design element tells the story of Manchester United's rise and fall over the past century to those who enter the stadium.

A giant tifo was displayed in the South Stand, where die-hard fans gathered. Lin Yi, wearing Manchester City's number 9 jersey, was depicted as a baby, seemingly mocking Manchester City as nothing more than a fledgling kid.

In the tifo, Lin Yi is clutching a stack of pounds in his right hand, sucking on a pacifier and crying loudly on the ground. A middle-aged man in a Manchester United jersey appears as his father, raising his right hand as if to spank him, the implication of which is self-evident.

Inside the away team's locker room, the players had finished their pre-match warm-up and were listening to the head coach's final instructions.

"I don't need to emphasize the importance of this match any further. If we want to win the league title, Manchester United is an obstacle we can't get past."

"Gentlemen, please cast aside all distractions and allow only one thought to exist in your minds: to defeat Manchester United!"

As it turns out, even speaking was a weakness for the Italians. Mancini spent a lot of time spitting as he spoke, but the Manchester City players all looked numb and there were very few people responding.

In no way can compare to the Italians' former powerful ally, the rousing little mustache devil in the beer hall.

"Get ready," Mancini said curtly, ending the awkward pep talk.

With Kompany suspended, Lim will captain the team in this match. He sat in his seat, staring intently at the armband on his right arm.

"Lin, say something," Yaya Touré prompted.

For the first time, 18-year-old Lin Yi felt his right arm was very heavy, so heavy that he could hardly lift it, making his movement of raising his right hand appear exceptionally slow.

"Actually, I don't know what to say. I just know that I don't want to lose, and I can't lose."

"More importantly, Mario is my brother, and I don't want him staying in the reserves. I've spoken with Mancini, and if we can beat Manchester United, if I perform exceptionally well, he'll consider bringing Mario back. So, brothers, I need your help!"

"Help me crush Manchester United!"

"Kill Manchester United!" Everyone repeated the slogan in unison. For Lin Yi, for Balotelli.

Everyone came over to hug Lin Yi, give him a high five, and pound his chest.

"Don't worry, Lin!"

"We've got this in the bag!"

"For Mario!"

The last one to walk over was Aguero. Instead of imitating the others, Aguero cleverly stretched out his right leg in front of Lin Yi, rolled up his shorts to reveal his thick but somewhat short thigh, and said, "Don't expect you to perform well, you rookie. Taking down Manchester United still depends on me. Hurry up and cling to my leg, I'll carry you to victory!"

A few seconds later, Aguero rubbed his sore back, hurriedly rushed out of the locker room, and caught up with the rest of the team as they lined up in the players' tunnel.

The atmosphere of the derby match was ignited the moment the two teams met in the players' tunnel. Most of the players from both teams glared at each other, not daring to blink, for fear that the other side would think they were chickening out.

Most of the Manchester United players' attention was focused on Lin Yi, the team's leader.

Lin Yibing did not make eye contact with any Manchester United players; he stood straight and looked straight ahead.

A sleazy figure slipped up to Lin Yi and whispered in his ear, "Lin, your ancestral home is in Northeast China, right? I've analyzed it. With your strength, you can't possibly be Chinese. You must be a descendant of the Korean people. Forget about Manchester United or Manchester City, just serve the great Korean nation with Oppa! Please!"

"Fuck you!" In a bad mood, Lin Yi raised his foot and kicked Park Ji-sung, who had come close to him, flying into the opposite wall.

"Fuck! You dare lay a hand on me!"

"Lin, what are you doing!"

Manchester United captain Vidic and Premier League top referee Howard Webb, who had been keeping a close eye on Lin Yi, immediately reacted. Vidic clenched his fists, ready to stand up for his teammate, while Webb put his hands in his pockets, ready to play his cards at any moment.

"Only idiots are Koreans! I'm not one!"

Upon hearing Lin Yi's roar, Vidic and Webber instantly understood what had just happened.

"Oh dear, I'm getting old. How did I leave the red and yellow cards in the lounge?" Webber explained awkwardly before hurrying away.

"Hey... Park, line up and don't run around!" Vidic pulled Park Jisung back, no longer glaring fiercely at Lin Yi like before, his eyes flickering as if he had done something wrong.

With Park Ji-sung being forcibly crammed into the queue, the little incident came to an end. Webber stopped looking for red and yellow cards, and under his leadership, the players from both teams filed onto the field.

"Dear viewers, this is ESPN's global live broadcast brought to you by Zhan Jun and his longtime partner Li Yuankui, featuring the Manchester Derby, the highlight match of this round of the Premier League."

"Let me first introduce the starting players for both teams today. First, let's talk about the away team, Manchester City, where our players are playing."

"Joe Hart will start in goal. Due to Kompany's suspension, the center-back pairing for this match will be Mika Richards and Lescott."

"The left-back is Clichy, who joined from Arsenal this season, and the right-back is Zabaleta, who has been in good form recently."

"The midfield still consists of Yaya Toure and Gareth Bale as the double pivot, with Spaniard David Silva on the left in front of them, and Aguero, who just scored a hat-trick in the last round, in the center. James Milner has replaced Nasri in the starting lineup on the right."

"Lin Yi is at the very front."

"Lin Yi's performance in this match is... Holy crap!"

The experienced Zhan Jun actually swore during a globally broadcast match because he was so surprised—he had just finished reading Manchester City's starting lineup and hadn't even had a chance to introduce the home team, Manchester United.

Lin Yi scored!

Less than two minutes into the game, Lin Yi scored a lightning strike at Old Trafford.

Unlike his usual style of not celebrating goals much, Lin Yi sprinted to the area where the cameras were most focused, ripped off his jersey, revealing a T-shirt he had prepared underneath, and showed it to the world's audience.

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