Chapter 26: Kanter
【De Bruyne curved pass, Lv2: Similar】
【Proficiency: 20/50】
At dinner time, Tang Ye stared blankly at the dummy thirty-five meters away.
In one hour, with Xilan Hua’s help, his curved pass proficiency rose to 22.
Honestly, this progress was lower than Tang Ye’s expectation—he only realized later that his passing success rate was affected by stamina.
Tang Ye’s stamina wasn’t infinite; the later he trained, the lower his success rate became, which explained why he only gained 15 proficiency points in an hour.
He walked off the field, pulled out his phone from his backpack, and checked the time.
6:12.
It was already time to go to the second-team cafeteria for lunch; Tang Ye also felt tired, so he sat down on the grass.
【Account Balance: 33 points】
Looking at his account balance, Tang Ye fell into thought.
He couldn’t afford those ridiculously expensive items anyway.
He needed to focus on these props!
【Spend 20 Comeback Points to unlock a new prop?】
“Damn!”
Tang Ye cursed aloud on the grass.
Unlocking Xilan Hua cost only 10 points, but now it was 20.
Are you copying Tencent?
Originally, with 10 Comeback Points, he could’ve tried unlocking it—but now the price had doubled, and even Tang Ye, who was slightly wealthy now, couldn’t afford it.
But Xilan Hua’s effect hadn’t worn off yet, and Tang Ye wanted something to restore his condition.
If he could refresh his state, he could train extra tonight without affecting tomorrow’s match!
Twenty points were expensive, but he had to grit his teeth and push through.
Go for it!
【You spent 20 Comeback Points to gain purchase access to a new prop】
【Kanter’s Hot Chocolate Milk: Restores 50% of condition (not usable on match days)】
Price: 10 Comeback Points
“...”
Tang Ye didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Good news: something to restore condition had appeared.
Bad news: the hot milk cost the same as Xilan Hua—if he bought it, his balance would drop to 3.
Tang Ye had a feeling.
He was trapped by his own system!
No choice—he had to maximize Xilan Hua’s benefit for tomorrow’s Netherlands Cup match, so he gritted his teeth and stood up again.
Tonight was a rest day—a rest day from extra training—but Tang Ye decided to assign himself tasks.
Train two more hours after dinner, until 9 p.m., when Xilan Hua’s 12-hour effect ended.
Then drink a cup of Kanter’s Hot Chocolate Milk.
Perfect!
He rushed to the second-team cafeteria, wolfed down dinner, then grabbed a glass of grape juice and ran outside.
Just then, Zaka returned from the physio room: “Hey, Tang!”
“I’ve got stuff to do—talk later!”
“...”
Xilan Hua’s effect still had over two hours left; seeing no breakthrough in curved passes, Tang Ye switched to ball control and dribbling.
The De Bruyne template had no special skill for ball control, but it didn’t matter—Xilan Hua doubled the effect on Tang Ye’s attribute points!
Two hours later, Tang Ye spent 10 of his last 13 Comeback Points to successfully purchase 【Kanter’s Hot Chocolate Milk】.
At first, he hesitated over the cost—but the moment he clicked “Purchase,” a warm sensation flooded his entire body.
After about four or five seconds, the tense muscles in his thighs and calves suddenly relaxed—this was the external sign of fascia release.
The 50% condition restoration effect was far more dramatic than Tang Ye had imagined!
The next morning, Tang Ye hurried from the cafeteria to the training ground.
Tang Ye wasn’t late today—because of the match, player check-in time had been delayed from 8:30 to 9:00.
The first-team players gathered on the field; after listening to Ten Hag’s pre-match talk, they would board the bus to the away team’s stadium!
“Everyone’s here...”
Ten Hag’s gaze swept briefly over the players.
He didn’t look closely—he knew Tang Ye was already there.
As long as Tang Ye was present, the others rarely arrived late.
“You’re on time today.”
Ten Hag held his notebook, looking at Tang Ye with a half-smile.
“Sir, I’ve been trying hard to wake up early.”
Tang Ye gave a thumbs-up; thanks to the hot milk, he’d slept well last night.
“Trying to wake up early? Then keep pushing—once your monthly late arrivals drop below five, you can join our cafeteria.”
After speaking to Tang Ye, Ten Hag opened his notebook: “I’ll go over today’s match points next—I’ll start with the lineup.”
After Ten Hag finished speaking up front, Tang Ye and Amrabat chatted behind.
“Sofyan, do you use body wash or shampoo when you wash your hair?”
“...”
Amrabat glared at Tang Ye: “That’s not even a question.”
“But I’m genuinely curious.”
“Can you not be curious about this?”
Amrabat tried to shove Tang Ye aside, but as his hand touched Tang Ye’s arm, he noticed something odd: “Your arm got thicker?”
“He’s still growing—his arms getting thicker is normal,” said Ale, who’d noticed Tang Ye’s slight physical changes during training two days ago but hadn’t mentioned it.
Ale said he had noticed Tang Ye’s physique had changed slightly since the training two days ago, but he hadn’t mentioned it.
Amrabat pinched Tang Ye’s tiny biceps twice—just as Ten Hag called his name.
Amrabat pinched Tang Ye’s puny biceps twice just as Ten Hag read out his name.
“Hah!”
Amrabat shot Tang Ye a few knowing glances—he knew his recent league performance deserved a starting spot, but he hadn’t expected Ten Hag to trust him this much.
His second starting chance came too fast!
Amrabat pinched Tang Ye’s butt a few more times; as his teammate in the second team, this Moroccan could clearly feel Tang Ye’s recent changes: “So, second start, huh?”
Amrabat pinched Tang Ye’s buttocks a few more times; as his teammate in the second team, the Moroccan could distinctly feel Tang Ye’s recent changes: “How’s it going? Second start?”
Tang Ye said seriously.
Lately, his progress had been rapid, and his confidence had grown.
“You’re only sixteen—you’ve got time. I’m already nineteen.”
Amrabat chuckled; Tang Ye turned his head away: “Trust me—in a few months, I’ll be starting.”
“Fine—if you become a starter within two months, I’ll strip naked and run ten laps around the training ground. If you lose, you strip.”
Just then, Ten Hag called Tang Ye’s name: “One more player will start today—Tang. Yes, I know you might be surprised, but I think this is the right decision.”
Hearing he was starting, Tang Ye’s heart leapt.
Realizing it, he dashed to Amrabat and prepared to strip him naked.
“Wait wait! I was joking!”
“Wait wait! I was just joking!”
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