[{"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-111":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},2300081,4499,"Chapter 111: It is absolutely wrong to violate the league's mainstream style of play!","football-at-16-let-me-retire-and-come-back-chapter-111",111,"\u003Cp>The match continued; having found his rhythm, Tang Ye became increasingly bold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Take the initiative to ask for the ball, and pass whenever you spot an opening!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a series of actions, Villarreal’s possession rate began to plummet rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>74%, 70%, 68%, now down to 60%!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just over ten minutes, Villarreal’s possession rate dropped by more than ten percentage points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivà watched nervously from the sideline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Against a Primeira Liga side, possession is only at 60%!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This isn’t the kind of stat a team that finished fourth in last season’s La Liga should produce!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years of playing in La Liga made Escrivà dissatisfied with this possession rate, but he held his tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Escrivà could see that since Tang Ye began his bold experiments, the team’s offensive frequency had indeed increased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, Huang Qian needed seven to eight minutes of possession to create a decent chance; now, that time was cut to under five minutes, sometimes even yielding two chances within three minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Complex passing and movement were replaced by Tang Ye’s repeated direct through balls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though sometimes those through balls hit opposing players instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ssshh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivà took a deep breath, his expression complicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye’s style may look flashy, but it gives neither the head coach nor the fans any sense of security!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Escrivà was thinking about possession, Huang Qian lost the ball again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bakambu failed to control the through ball Tang Ye played behind the defense!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【These Huang Qian players aren’t good either—they can’t even capitalize on the chances Tang the King gives them. Better off with Ale.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Ale was Tang the King’s former teammate—he knows how great Tang the King is.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【That idiot who said Tang Ye couldn’t keep up with his teammates—doesn’t he see Tang Ye is now dragging them along?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Why do I feel Tang Ye has completely disrupted Huang Qian’s possession rhythm?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Just tell me—did they score or not?!】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the 82nd minute, sensing an opportunity, Tang Ye abandoned his position and slipped into the box while the opposing defender wasn’t looking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Di moved quickly, picking up his pen and starting to write.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Tom, consistent with the scout report: poor discipline, but strong creativity.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, Tang Ye, sprinting into space, stopped the ball with the inside of his foot and fired a quick shot to score.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant coach’s second assistant stared at Ma Di’s notebook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Di felt embarrassed and quickly shielded his notebook with his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Tom, consistent with the scout report: poor discipline, but strong creativity.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve changed it three times.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second assistant reminded him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know why I use a pencil?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Di showed the eraser end of his pencil: “What’s written on paper must be constantly revised, slowly approaching the truth. Do you know why you’ve remained second assistant all this time? Think about it, buddy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Full-time: Villarreal defeated Porto 2-1.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye rubbed his buttocks with both hands, panting as he walked toward the player tunnel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he’d played less than fifty minutes, Tang Ye felt exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More exhausted than when he’d been subbed off after seventy minutes at Utrecht due to the protection rule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye briefly considered why he felt so drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple: constant passing demands constant movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye himself rarely moved off the ball, but his teammates’ constant runs forced him to move too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why Tang Ye was so tired!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivà came over and embraced Tang Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One goal, one assist—Tang Ye was unquestionably today’s Man of the Match!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking together down the tunnel, Escrivà patted Tang Ye’s back: “Good job, Tom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, yeah, it was tiring.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivà covered his face with his left hand: “You should’ve said ‘not tired’—that’s what you’re supposed to say.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I really am tired.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye turned his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t played a proper football match in months; the sudden high-intensity passing and movement had left him drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Alright, rest well, just rest well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivà exhaled deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After spending over half a month with Tang Ye, the Spaniard realized something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taming a wild boar is extremely difficult!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it doesn’t matter—Spaniards are bullfighters!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivà believed he could succeed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click! Click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivà walked alone into the press room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could’ve brought today’s Man of the Match, but he chose not to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Spanish football philosophy, players under twenty-two shouldn’t face too many media interviews.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scheming journalists easily disrupt young players’ mindsets!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, Ferran, your victory over Porto, who had won every match in the preseason, shows your players are in good form...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But we noticed that after the 70th minute, your tactics changed significantly—you began abandoning possession. Am I right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s correct.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivà nodded, signaling the reporter to continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Already, he was formulating his response in his mind!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’d like to know—is this your new season’s tactic? Abandoning possession in favor of long balls and direct through balls?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, absolutely not.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivà shook his head quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The mainstream of La Liga is possession football. Every team has outstanding passers and passing systems.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Deviating from the mainstream is absolutely wrong—I can state this clearly: we cannot go against the league.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escrivà explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The passing in the second half of today’s friendly was merely an experiment—it won’t affect the team’s official league matches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, our mainstream remains possession. Possession football is always the best.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Possession football is always the best—that was Escrivà’s belief as a Spaniard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Diario Sport—Villarreal beat Primeira Liga’s Porto 2-1 in a friendly; Tang shows integration issues despite 1 goal, 1 assist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overseas Weekly—Tang Ye’s debut: 1 goal, 1 assist reveals king potential; can Huang Qian’s players keep up with Tang Ye’s rhythm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vs. Porto, Tang Ye’s post-match stats:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pass completion rate: 76% (6th on team), lost possession 19 times (highest in match), created 5 chances (highest in match), created 2 clear chances (highest in match), won 1 of 5 physical duels (most lost in match).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Guys, Tang the King really belongs in a team like Utrecht—he just can’t play possession football.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Suggest Huang Qian change tactics. Since they can’t beat Barcelona anyway with possession, why not just follow my Meng’s rhythm?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Hahaha】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【No way—Utrecht won the league only because the Eredivisie is weak. If you put Tang Ye in La Liga, are you gonna treat Messi and Ronaldo like amateurs?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Go get ‘em, Tang the King! When’s your first La Liga goal?!】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【At 38, registering as a La Liga player—you’re stepping into a completely uncharted territory.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Score 2 goals or provide 3 assists in La Liga: Reward—German Chest · Premium.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“La Liga goals or assists...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his apartment, Tang Ye stared blankly at his computer desk. After the team helped him register as a formal La Liga player, he’d activated his first task since arriving in Spain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike his time at Utrecht, the system had clearly raised its demands on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the rewards for his first appearance or first start were gone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He must score or assist!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rubbed his hands together; there was still some time before La Liga officially started, so Tang Ye didn’t need to rush thinking about the German treasure chest yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He checked his remaining balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Account balance: 198 points\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye had spent nearly 2,500 reverse points on Spanish (proficient), leaving him with almost no money now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of his team’s terrifyingly precise passing and control system, Tang Ye gritted his teeth and spent 25 reverse points—a huge sum—to buy a 【Azar’s Tarta Sauce Burger】, planning to use tomorrow’s day off to sharply improve his ball control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recent training and matches had made Tang Ye acutely aware: players with average ball control struggled terribly in La Liga!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day was the first team’s rest day, but Tang Ye had no rest—he needed to attend school at Cerámica International High School, 9 km from the base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The school collaborated with Villarreal, so it offered special courses for athletes on Sundays.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye couldn’t drive, so Ale drove him to school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting in the passenger seat, Tang Ye hugged his Joma backpack, his expression far from good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tom, do you know what feeling you give me right now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ale gripped the steering wheel with one hand, glancing over at Tang Ye: “Like a high schooler? Oh, wait—you actually are a high schooler, hahaha!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, it’s fine—only six months left. After six months, I won’t need to go to school anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye counted the days; once he turned 18 next year, he’d take the school’s graduation exam, and if he passed, he’d never have to attend class again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you sure you can pass?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ale joked, but Tang Ye fell silent immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Tom, you… you really can’t pass, can you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s hard to say yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye analyzed seriously: “I heard Spain’s graduation exam is harder than the Netherlands’. Damn, I should’ve come to La Liga a year later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahahahaha!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ale nearly lost control of the steering wheel: “So you really aren’t confident about passing the graduation exam? That’s not right—you studied Spanish before, your Spanish is great!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s just Spanish! I have to take other subjects too—I have to take Spanish history! Are you kidding me? Testing me on events before I was born? That’s bullying! How the hell am I supposed to know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Tang Ye’s first day of school in Spain; classes were supposed to start in October, but the club negotiated with the school to move his and other U18 players’ classes forward to August.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That way, when the schedule got busy in October, Tang Ye could skip classes entirely and only need to show up for a 60-minute test every two weeks!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Volkswagen pulled up to the school gate; Tang Ye sat motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tom, we’re here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tom?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know, I know, don’t rush me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye opened the car door and walked into the school with his head down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, Tom, study hard!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ale waved from behind, but all he got in return was Tang Ye’s middle finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting in a classroom on the first floor, this was Grade 2, Class 0—the club’s youth academy class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Welcome to class,” said Teacher Adelina, standing before the blackboard. “We have sixteen students, all from Villarreal’s youth academy…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly realized something was off—she spotted Tang Ye hiding in the corner: “I forgot—we have one first-team player too. Sorry. Tom, can I call you that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prompted by a classmate, Tang Ye quickly raised his hand and nodded: “Sure, whatever.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he returned his attention to his desk drawer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was playing a FIFA match against Jimmy, a U18 player beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The score was 5-1; Tang Ye was about to win!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve trained too little.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye whispered: “If you only play one hour a day, you might as well not play at all. If you’re going to play games, play seriously—split attention and you’ll never get good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a “senior” from the first team, Tang Ye began lecturing Jimmy, the U18 player.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I have training every day—I don’t have that much time to play.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You make time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye sighed in frustration: “You can play at night. Don’t you always get crushed in ranked matches? Your through balls are way too inconsistent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing the match, Tang Ye slipped his phone back into his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced up at Teacher Adelina at the front—she was writing complex chemical formulas on the board.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Villarreal top midfielder began observing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confirming the teacher wasn’t looking his way, Tang Ye quickly moved to the window beside him and climbed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jimmy stared at the suddenly empty seat to his left, dazed—then he received a text.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Tang Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【If the teacher asks for me, say I’m sick and went to the bathroom. Then text me right away.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Ye’s apartment was only 9 km from the school—plenty of time for a bathroom break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d planned all this in advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Places near the club base would naturally be close to the affiliated school!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jimmy sent a “ok” back, then took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder he was a first-team midfielder at 17—this level of tactical judgment and decisive action wasn’t something just anyone could pull off!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time flew; on August 14, Villarreal played away against Leganés again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opponent was another La Liga team; this match served as a warm-up for Villarreal before the league began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What fans cared about most was the matchday squad: last season’s Eredivisie assist king was making his first-ever first-team start!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2086,"2026-06-20T06:50:08.245Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","58e6502215ec5c6935cb088f221a3613afb0b27b62d1385619a59795487c6f2c","football-at-16-let-me-retire-and-come-back-chapter-112","football-at-16-let-me-retire-and-come-back-chapter-110",918,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffootball-at-16-let-me-retire-and-come-back-cover.jpg"]