[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-football-at-16-let-me-retire-and-come-back":3,"chapter-football-at-16-let-me-retire-and-come-back-football-at-16-let-me-retire-and-come-back-chapter-109":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Football: At 16, Let Me Retire and Come Back?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2300079,4499,"Chapter 109: Losing You, Tang Might Reveal His Most Fatal Flaw","football-at-16-let-me-retire-and-come-back-chapter-109",109,"\u003Cp>On the 24th, Villarreal players traveled away for a friendly against Real Sociedad; Tang Ye, A Lai , and Rodrigo were not included in the match squad because they had only recently joined Villarreal’s first team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The club was giving players time to adjust; before the match began, Tang Ye, accompanied by a real estate agent, arrived at a residential neighborhood in Villarreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir, I think this apartment suits you best—monthly rent is only 8,000 euros, and most importantly, the environment here is excellent; for athletes fatigued after matches, this apartment is perfect!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The agent raved about the property, but Tang Ye was distracted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The environment was good, and the space inside was large.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only problem was that this apartment was far from the city center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Villarreal itself isn’t large, yet even so, it takes a 20-minute drive from the training base to this apartment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After chatting with the agent for over ten minutes, Tang Ye had no interest, so he made an excuse and returned directly to the base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the first-team locker room, A Lai  and Rodrigo lay on the sofa, watching the friendly between Real Sociedad and Villarreal on a large screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The match was at the 34th minute—Villarreal led 1-0!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tang, we haven’t seen you all afternoon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rodrigo ate his bowl of vegetables and avocado—his afternoon snack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I went to look at apartments.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye took a bottle of Coca-Cola from the fridge and sat on the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right, you’re supposed to rent an apartment outside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, honestly, I don’t really want to live outside—no one told me Villarreal doesn’t have youth academy dorms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye bit open the glass bottle with his teeth: “Wow, I feel Spanish Coke has less fizz.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, when you were at Utrecht, didn’t you live in the youth dorms?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rodrigo set his bowl on the table and widened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve only just met him—you’ll never guess what he might do.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Tang Ye could speak, A Lai  answered for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Sebastián, don’t you think living in the dorms is convenient?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After gulping down a large mouthful of Coke, Tang Ye felt his stomach was icy: “Wake up and eat, the training ground is right next to the cafeteria—damn, it’s so convenient.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye never had high demands for housing—he lived alone, and for him, a few hundred square meters was less comfortable than a small dorm room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone on the same floor were teammates—lively, and safe!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you like convenience, you can live with me—I live in the apartment right next to the base. Come on, Tang, hurry over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rodrigo stood up from the sofa and both he and Tang Ye leaned against the locker room window, pointing at a tall building across: “See that building? That’s the apartment—rent is 3,500 euros a month.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Though for a player of your level, it might seem a bit modest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rodrigo chuckled awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had lived in that building since his U19 days; besides him, many Villarreal U19 and B-team players also lived there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Proximity was good, but for a player Villarreal had spent millions to sign, it was clearly inadequate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 3,500 euros monthly rent, Tang Ye’s weekly wage was 18,000 euros!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But it’s close—step into the elevator, walk to the base, total time just five minutes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect—absolutely perfect!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye’s eyes sparkled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, this place was perfect!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re sure?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye’s reaction surprised Rodrigo: “The apartment’s a bit small.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I live alone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True—you can take the apartment across from mine; that guy moved out last week—he transferred to Atlético Madrid B.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Rodrigo finished speaking, A Lai  suddenly shouted from the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What happened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They turned to the TV screen—Real Sociedad’s defender scored a long-range shot to equalize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good shot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye sat back on the sofa; Rodrigo sat right beside him: “How does the Eredivisie compare to La Liga in intensity?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Definitely—I watched La Liga before, Real Madrid vs. Atlético!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, Tang, that was the Champions League, wasn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Same thing, same thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye waved his hand: “Anyway, La Liga’s pace is just faster.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So do you think you’ll get playing time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rodrigo smiled, asking Tang Ye a serious question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye didn’t know how to answer; A Lai  gave a thumbs-up: “You’ll definitely play!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye laughed—before the loan, Escrivà had clearly told him on the phone he couldn’t guarantee him playing time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s definitely true, Tang—don’t worry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rodrigo placed his hand on Tang Ye’s shoulder: “We’re short on midfielders this season. Do you know why I was promoted from B-team?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because you play well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… that’s only part of it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rodrigo explained: “Several midfielders’ contracts expired and weren’t renewed; the rest couldn’t meet Ferrán’s standards—that’s why I was promoted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tang, you’re a pure attacking midfielder who can take set pieces—players like you are rare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nonono.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye shook his right index finger in front of Rodrigo: “Don’t underestimate my defense—I can tackle too. You know what tackling is—knocking someone to the ground—I’m good at it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But… but Ferrán said you’re an attacking playmaker.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s a ball-winning midfielder.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Lai  answered first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye turned his head, his expression filled with unspoken emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Sebastián—you’re the only one who understands me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the evening of July 30, Manchester United defeated Turkish side Galatasaray 5-2 at Old Trafford.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the team’s new head coach, Erik ten Hag gave a press interview.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>British football journalists knew how to seize the spotlight—they immediately asked Ten Hag about summer transfers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Manchester United originally planned to buy Pogba from Juventus for over 100 million euros, but you halted the deal, Erik—what were your reasons?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten Hag remained calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why not Pogba?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because I don’t consider Pogba part of my plans, so I didn’t allow the club to make the transfer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I appreciate the board giving me a generous transfer budget, but I prefer to make transfers only when I’m certain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After winning the Eredivisie title, Ten Hag’s entire demeanor had elevated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manchester United now stood in the decline following the Ferguson era—they needed a savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manchester United fans saw Ten Hag as their savior!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, could you answer a question about Tang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Utrecht originally planned to sell Tang to Villarreal for around 20 million euros, but you turned it into a loan—why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reporter handed the microphone to Ten Hag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have feelings for Utrecht. Tang’s playing style is unique—he means something different to Utrecht.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten Hag’s meaning was clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He intended for Tang Ye to return to Utrecht after one season at Villarreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Manchester United was spending heavily, Ten Hag couldn’t be Utrecht’s savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he could help his old club before leaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So are you saying Tang can’t adapt to La Liga?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reporter caught the key point: “Without your help, might Tang expose his most fatal flaw?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten Hag sighed: “I won’t discuss tactics. My personal relationship with Tang is very good—I wish him luck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten Hag gave no direct answer about whether Tang Ye could survive in La Liga, but everyone had their suspicions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye’s playing style clashed completely with the entire La Liga.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chinese teenager stubbornly chased the top five leagues; Ten Hag wanted to save him, so he changed the transfer into a loan!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten Hag appeared to be helping his old club Utrecht.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s actually helping his favorite student!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye didn’t know that Tenghahe  had mentioned him in the interview; he only knew that today he would begin his first official training at Huang Qian!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beep!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Head coach Escrivá blew his whistle and entered the pitch, accompanied by assistant coach Ma Di and fitness coach Kyle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The players stood in a loose circle around Escrivá.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivá looked left and right, then his gaze settled on Tang Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard you were often late during training at Utrecht, but you’re on time today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That was a long time ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye explained: “Since the second half of the season started, I haven’t been late anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, good, good, that’s best.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivá nodded: “At least I won’t have to waste time going to your house to drag you out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye chewed his gum. Hearing Escrivá say these things, it was no surprise— Tenghahe  must have said something to him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, today’s training is complex. Kyle will lead your warm-up, then we’ll regroup.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beep!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another whistle blew—this time it was Kyle, not Escrivá. The players began stretching in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Tom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone beside him called Tang Ye’s name—it was the team’s striker Bakambu: “Ferran said you were always late at Utrecht. Is that true? Does the Eredivisie really have that strict rules?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bakambu looked surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From what Tang Ye just said, he’d been late for nearly half a season at Utrecht.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet the head coach still let him start!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is the Dutch league really that lax?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, not that bad—there were actually penalties.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye explained: “When I first got promoted to the first team, I was banned from the first-team cafeteria.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bakambu froze. Trigueros, who overheard Tang Ye’s answer, froze too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rodri suddenly understood: “Tom, no wonder you can’t jump high—you couldn’t even eat in Utrecht?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not that I couldn’t eat—I just couldn’t eat in the first-team cafeteria.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye tried to explain, but everyone only wanted to hear the sensational news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Bakambu and Rodri’s minds were filled with images of Tenghahe  denying Tang Ye food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could clearly picture it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Bakambu still stunned, Tang Ye shrugged: “You don’t believe me? I really couldn’t get into the first-team cafeteria.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We don’t disbelieve that part—never mind. You don’t have to explain, Tang. I heard from Sergio you’re a midfielder, right? An attacking midfielder?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Bakambu said “attacking midfielder,” both he and Sancini’s expressions grew noticeably more serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As strikers, they knew full well how vital a midfielder was to the front line!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you dribble past defenders?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Tang Ye silent, Sancini pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about ball progression? Carrying the ball forward from deep and then passing to the striker?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye shook his head again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ball progression was De Jong’s specialty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That required too much speed, endurance, and perfect timing for acceleration—Tang Ye couldn’t do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can’t do that either…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sancini was left speechless by Tang Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dribbling past defenders and ball progression were basic skills for any midfielder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by mastering these two could Tang Ye create chances to pass to the strikers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, if he couldn’t even do these two things, how could he possibly provide passing opportunities to the front line?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sebastian.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bakambu turned to Alá: “Then how do you score?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alá scratched his nose, then chose what he thought was the most suitable answer: “I don’t know—I just end up scoring.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bakambu didn’t quite get Alá’s meaning—he still really wanted to ask this super scorer from Utrecht for advice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he remembered Alá was still learning Spanish and couldn’t speak complex sentences yet, so he dropped it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the warm-up, training began. Escrivá’s habit was the same as Tenghahe ’s: start with small-sided possession games.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pass within three touches. Must move while controlling the ball—no standing still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rules were a bit many, but easy enough to understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye, as a midfielder, was placed in a group with Rodri, Bakambu, and Sancini.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two players tried to steal, eight passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of quick passes and players’ laughter filled the pitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first it was fine, but when Escrivá demanded faster pace, Tang Ye began to struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivá required players to move while passing in a circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moving sideways while passing and tracking the defenders’ positions was too much for Tang Ye, who’d never done this before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good thing Tang Ye already had the habit of scanning while passing—so for him, only movement was the problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye tried to solve his issue by passing quickly, but immediately caught Escrivá’s attention: “Tom, new rule: you must pass within two to four touches. Today we’re training ball control, not your strengths.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No choice—Tang Ye abandoned the idea of an immediate first-touch pass and began actively seeking possession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt uncomfortable, but Tang Ye could clearly feel himself slowly adapting to this passing system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ball Control: 75 → 76】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The training effect was better than Tang Ye expected—his Ball Control stat rose by one point!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pant… pant…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intensity was high. After just over ten minutes, players were breathing hard. Escrivá walked over to Tang Ye: “You okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not really.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivá clearly hadn’t expected this answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed to group B still training: “La Liga is different from the Eredivisie. We need players with solid ball control, and you must learn to make runs when your teammates pass—that’s what we train here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye chewed his gum. He said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, Tang Ye had never felt this exhausted during training—but Escrivá had made him feel this way in just over ten minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The difference between La Liga and Eredivisie training methods was even greater than he imagined!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Faster, faster, move, move!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the possession game, as soon as the scrimmage began, Escrivá’s voice rose sharply—he shouted immediately whenever a player made a mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tom, move! Come on, are you a pig? Don’t pass now—you’re too eager!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the first ten minutes of the scrimmage, Tang Ye lost possession four times—Escrivá’s head was spinning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pass, pass! Don’t always think about linking up with the striker—your partner is the midfielder! Watch the fullbacks!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking Escrivá’s advice, Tang Ye passed to Rodri, who made a run down the right flank—but they weren’t on the same page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rodri ran right past him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ball was intercepted by team B, and Alá finished the goal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mine, mine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye immediately raised his hand to apologize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivá angrily threw his hands up—Tang Ye’s play left him speechless on the sideline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The match continued. Team A, on offense, attacked team B. Tang Ye and Rodri made a few simple combinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye was clearly adapting—he was playing much better than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rodri dribbled toward Tang Ye, who moved forward at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the ball, he looked up and noticed Bakambu in space ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Tang Ye made a small move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stole a glance at Escrivá on the sideline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivá: ?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivá said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Got it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye smiled and reached out for the ball from Luo De.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ball rolled toward him at an angle; Tang Ye seized the opportunity and struck it forward with his right foot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【De Bruyne Curved Through Pass Lv3: Simulation】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Proficiency: 313\u002F400\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You fucking just lost it again…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye’s pass was expected to send the ball flying out of sight, but instead it rolled gently past several B-team defenders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It suddenly slowed and reached Bakambu’s feet!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A powerful shot smashed into the net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang the King lost possession; the ball entered the opponent’s half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bakambu did not turn or signal to Tang Ye—he stood motionless in B-team’s penalty area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking about a question he had not yet considered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was A Lei’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know how he scored, but somehow, he always scored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Understood!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bakambu understood!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew what A Lei meant!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2548,"2026-06-20T06:50:08.245Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5447ab4bacdff3439319334f45767be40aeda965d5bff7c305ecd35bec0e8e43","football-at-16-let-me-retire-and-come-back-chapter-110","football-at-16-let-me-retire-and-come-back-chapter-108",918,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffootball-at-16-let-me-retire-and-come-back-cover.jpg"]