Chapter 270: Four Consecutive Wins Pierce Through Uzbekistan; Tang Ye's New Mission (Seeking Monthly Votes!)

Check Dongqiu Di pinned post: The China National Team vs. Uzbekistan match is underway; the current score is 1-0, with China leading.

【Uzbekistan's entire squad value isn't even a fraction of Tang Ye's; no prestige at all!】

【Mainly because my GGBond is just too strong! Hero GGBond!】

【Damn, I really want to go to the stadium and sing the GGBond song together.】

【So Uzbekistan still needs to maintain their offense; if they play defensively, they simply can't hold up.】

What the fans have noticed, head coach Babayan has surely noticed as well.

The gap in value between the starting lineups is simply too large; if they clash head-on, Uzbekistan definitely won't have a single chance.

At this moment, they need to bring out the same tactics used at the very beginning of the match.

All-out attack!

When Uzbekistan attacks, the Chinese team has no way to attack.

And as long as they don't attack, Tang Ye has no way to utilize his penetrating passing ability!

This is the answer for Uzbekistan in today's match!

Akhmedov's pass finds Shukurov!

Tang Ye is dropping back!

Still the old rule: teammates block the first wave of offense first, and by then Tang Ye should be almost in position.

Run slowly, no rush.

Tang Ye can see that although the opponent has a strong desire to attack, their offense is played very chaotically, as if they haven't figured out what to do at all.

According to Tang Ye's experience, this kind of offense with absolutely no rhythm or coordination cannot produce any good results!

As expected, Shukurov's hurried shot was directly blocked by Zhang Zhang Linpeng.

The ball bounced out to the edge of the penalty arc.

At this moment, Tang Ye has also arrived about where he needs to be.

Zheng Zhi and a Uzbek player fight for the bouncing ball!

Observing slowly, realizing the ball-holder intends to pass, Tang Ye immediately accelerates toward the teammate beside him.

Coincidentally, at this exact moment, the ball-holder makes the pass!

The distance is a bit far!

But Tang Ye's acceleration is still decent!

He dives!

【Casemiro Tackle Template】!

This template is meant for man-marking an opposing attacker, but Tang Ye absolutely will not limit himself to using it only for man-marking opponents.

One template, multiple uses; only this way can the full potential of a proper Star Template be maximized!

"A very beautiful interception; let's look at China's counterattack this time!"

"..."

"Tang Ye!"

"Straight into the penalty area!"

Slap!

Wu Lei controls the rebounding ball, then immediately pushes it toward the goal!

Goal!

2-0!

This is Tang Ye's assist!

"Wow!"

Confirming the goal is valid, Tang Ye runs quickly toward Wu Lei's position, and the two collide at the right sideline.

"Well done, Tang Ye!"

"Haha!"

【You have obtained 15 Counterattack Points】

At the beginning of the match, due to Uzbekistan's frequent attacks, Tang Ye did not play very comfortably.

But it doesn't matter!

His teammates are extremely reliable.

Zhang Zhang Linpeng and Feng Feng Xiaoting successfully stopped the opponent's attacks multiple times!

Uzbekistan has not scored a single goal!

The ones scoring are... the Chinese team where Tang Ye plays!

Check Dongqiu Di halftime report: China National Team temporarily leads Uzbekistan 2-0; Tang Ye's performance with one goal and one assist can be described as perfect.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't act tough in front of him~~"

"Once all evildoers see him~ dodge to the side~~~"

"And he is very simple~~~"

"His favorite is mint-flavored~ chewing gum~~~~"

Walking toward the player tunnel, the Chinese fans in the stands continuously sing Tang Ye's cheer song at the top of their lungs.

Moreover, they modified the lyrics based on Tang Ye's actual situation.

Previously, some fans said that since Tang Ye had just transferred to Manchester United, his full attention was on the club, and he might not be able to adapt to the slow pace of the Asian qualifiers.

Now it seems that was pure nonsense!

Not only did Tang Ye achieve a hat-trick of assists in his Manchester United debut, but he also delivered one goal and one assist in the first half of his first match back with the national team in late August.

You might find this absurd.

But this is ggbond!

ggbond, with a transfer fee of 180 million euros and a market value of 120 million euros!

Tang Ye disappeared around the corner of the player tunnel.

Then he suddenly jumped out, roaring at the photographer's lens: "Roar! Haha!"

"Wow!!!"

"Tang Ye!!"

"You're f***ing my god!"

Wu Lei put his arm around Tang Ye's shoulder as they walked toward the locker room: "Damn, Tang Ye, your fan count is truly ridiculous. How many followers do you have on Instagram now?"

This was not an easy question to answer.

Tang Ye carefully recalled, and the homepage of his Twitter account floated up in his mind.

Follower count: 14.7m

The data was extremely clear!

"Last time I checked, it was over ten million,"

Tang Ye replied.

"When was 'last time'?"

Tang Ye rummaged through the images of Instagram in his mind again.

Unfortunately, his account homepage did not display the time.

"The last time I checked was... last time."

"Haha!"

The two returned to the locker room together: "Keep passing me the ball in the second half!"

"I'll do my best, Brother Lei!"

Tang Ye naturally agreed.

Wu Lei was a good person; whenever training ended, he would always grab a drink or a bottle of mineral water for Tang Ye on his way out, and Tang Ye remembered all of this.

He definitely had to pass the ball to Brother Lei.

Of course, everything depended on the actual situation of the match.

Because Brother Gao Lin was also a very nice person!

"We played very well as a team in the first half,"

Lippi stood in the center, with Weng Wen Qianshi right beside him, together with assistant coach Madaloni.

"However, there are some areas where we had issues..."

While listening intently to Weng Wen Qianshi speak, Zhang Zhang Yuning suddenly turned his head to look at Tang Ye.

At that moment, Tang Ye was squatting on the bench, his posture looking somewhat strange, so Zhang Zhang Yuning asked in a low voice: "Why are you doing this?"

Why do this?

Tang Ye lowered his head and thought for a moment: "I don't know either..."

"..."

Brother Zhang Yuning is truly a strange person.

If it feels comfortable, then just do it.

Why is a reason needed?

After the break, the players walked out of the tunnel and stepped onto the plastic running track of the sports center.

The second half was about to begin!

Neither side made any substitution adjustments.

On the Chinese team's side!

Zhang Zhang Yuning was warming up!

After taking a one-goal lead, there was originally no need to rush, but Lippi and Madaloni had studied Uzbekistan's tactics.

The head coach and tactical analysis coach of the Zudezhu Sect both agreed that the Chinese team needed to maintain their offensive momentum in the second half!

Absolutely no chance for the opponent to catch their breath!

"If we are still leading by two goals at the 75th minute, remind me; we'll substitute Tom out then,"

Lippi said quietly to Madaloni.

Afraid of forgetting, Madaloni set an alarm clock.

After processing the data on the computer, Madaloni fixed his gaze on the pitch.

"Their offense seems to have been optimized."

Learning from the lessons of the first half, Babayan made simple adjustments to his team's tactics.

This brought some challenges to the Zudezhu Sect's defensive backline!

"I got it, I got it!"

Tang Ye suddenly ran toward the top of the arc while reaching out his hand to Wu Lei.

Actually, Tang Ye meant for Wu Lei to kick the ball hard.

However, the two had spent too little time coordinating, so Wu Lei failed to grasp Tang Ye's intention.

He gently pushed the ball over!

At this moment, sending a through ball into the penalty area would definitely be too late.

Tang Ye made his choice.

Core tightened!

Slap!

【De Bruyne Far-Corner Curling Shot Lv5: Replication】

Proficiency: 0

The ball speed is fast!

And it's a first-time shot!

"Duang!"

Damn!

Shaking his hand!

That hurts a bit, bro!

"Tang Ye's shot is such a pity."

"Eh, seems there's still a chance!"

The ball rebounded off the crossbar, flying straight toward Tang Ye's head.

Engaging in physical contact with the defender!

"Holy crap, ah!"

Shoving the opponent away fiercely, Tang Ye lifted his head.

Where's the landing point, where's the landing point!

His brain judged the landing spot while his peripheral vision scanned inside the penalty area!

Giving Gao Lin a signal!

!!!

Sensing Tang Ye's intent, Gao Lin began making a forward run.

Tang Ye!

Standing still in place, core tightened.

Heading the ball into the penalty area!

Bang!

Tang Ye's handling of the ball caught the defenders somewhat off guard.

Inside the penalty area!

Gao Lin!

Another "bang" sounded as Gao Lin headed the ball down to the ground.

It landed perfectly for Xiao Zhi, who was positioned at the penalty spot!

Lifting his leg and kicking directly!

Goal!

3:0!

"Ah!!"

Tang Ye let out an excited shout.

Just now, he had completed an assist with a header!

Hmm...

Strictly speaking, does it even count as his assist?

Whatever!

As long as it helped the team, that's what matters!

Gao Lin and Xiao Zhi rushed toward the stands, with Tang Ye quickly following behind.

Grabbing Wu Lei along the way.

Running together!

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

Drumming sounds came from the stands.

The Chinese team could be said to have completely seized the advantage in this match!

【"Tang Ye Can't Header"】

【"Tang~~Ye↑, headers to assist a teammate, essentially still~~dodging↑contact~"】

【"Very steady, did he learn this header from Allé?"】

【"Tang Ye is truly invincible; no one commented on his god-tier through ball, but the comment section exploded over this fake-assist header."】

【"Tang Ye: It's just a curving through ball, do you want another one? I'll pass you another."】

"The current score is 3:0!" "If this scoreline holds until the end, after Round 9, the Chinese national team's goal difference will surpass South Korea's to reach second place, trailing only Iran!"

If they win 3:0, although the Chinese national team's points might not reach second place, their goal difference can absolutely surge to second.

However, Uzbekistan, as the third-placed team in Group A, is clearly not a pushover.

They seized an opportunity from a corner kick!

Shukurov!

Header!

The distance was too close; Zeng Cheng simply had no time to make a save.

Uzbekistan pulled one back!

The score is now 3:1!

"It's fine, it's fine!"

The veteran Zheng Zhi comforted his teammates.

"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter!"

!

"We're leading! We're leading!"

The fans in the stands were also going wild, cheering loudly.

What does conceding one goal matter!

The Chinese team scored today too!

And three of them!

"The Chinese team is making a substitution adjustment here."

"Zhao Xuri replaces Zhang Zhang Xizhe, and Ren Hang replaces Zhang Zhang Linpeng, who already has a yellow card."

"The Chinese team still has one final substitution slot remaining; it should be reserved for Tang Ye."

Assistant coach Madalov called Lippi back to the bench.

"Our goal difference is currently the same as South Korea's; we'd better try to improve it."

Since the national football team and South Korea will ultimately be competing for the top two spots, the goal difference comparison against South Korea is quite important for the national team.

Lippi nodded.

First, let's see how the situation on the field develops.

If there is no trend of scoring another goal, Lippi will still substitute Tang Ye off.

Goal difference is indeed important.

But the three points against Qatar are even more important!

From this, a conclusion is drawn.

Ggbond's stamina is the most important!

The match reaches the 74th minute!

No one knows when Tang Ye ran to the left flank, and now the Uzbek defenders are panicking a bit.

Tom is starting his strange positioning runs again!

He receives the ball!

Without wasting words on the opponent, Tang Ye chooses to break through directly!

Hmm, and incidentally act as the commander for a moment!

"Get to the byline!"

"You get behind me!"

The Uzbek defender rushes over!

A feint with the rhythm!

Pass to Zhao Xuri, who has just run up into the center!

Zhao Xuri passes to Xiao Zhi!

Xiao Zhi shields the ball with his back to the goal, waiting for Tang Ye to run over before pushing the ball to him.

This is a great opportunity!

Tang Ye makes his judgment in an instant, plants his left foot, and looks toward the far corner of the goal.

Shoot for the near corner!

"This one's going in!"

He Wei shouts, while at the same moment Tang Ye sprints out.

"Faster, faster!"

Swish swish swish!!

Tang Tang Qiuwang has finally torn out his signature three stripes on the home turf of Wuhan!

【You have obtained 20 Counterattack Points】

【Brace achieved; you have obtained an additional 40 Counterattack Points】

"Ding ling ling!"

"Ding ling ling!"

Madalov's alarm clock went off!

"Time's up,"

Madalov shouted loudly.

But Lippi did not hear him speak; the Italian head coach was holding both hands high in celebration.

4:1!

Damn it!

Another f***ing huge victory!

"Tang Ye!"

"Awesome, Tang Ye!"

The national football players hugged together; Zhao Xuri, who had just been substituted on, jumped straight onto Tang Ye's waist.

Lifting him up with one hand to acknowledge the fans in the stands!

"Wow!!!"

"Woww!!!!"

"Tang Ye!"

"Tang Ye!"

The atmosphere at the Five Rings Sports Center reached its peak as Lippi walked back.

Remembering something, he looked up at the big screen.

"Gao, you're on!"

Check Dongqiu Di live match report: After Tang Ye took the ball outside the penalty area, he broke into the box and scored directly; the National Team leads Uzbekistan 4-1.

Check Dongqiu Di live match report: Saving stamina? After scoring twice, Lippi substituted Tang Ye off at light speed.

"Gogogo, no matter how difficult the road"

"What is said is done, never retreat, he is! The! Best!"

Walking toward the substitute bench, Tang Ye raised both hands above his head and clapped continuously.

"Well done!"

Lippi shook hands with Tang Ye, then embraced him.

"How was it, brother Yu Ning? Not bad, right?"

Placing one hand on Zhang Zhang Yuning's shoulder, Tang Ye jumped onto his own seat.

Showing off successfully.

He was extremely happy now!

"Huff..."

Exhaling a breath of minty air from his mouth, Tang Ye felt incomparably relaxed.

He had already done enough; now he would leave the rest to his teammates on the field!

And just as Tang Ye sat on the substitute bench, staring blankly, his system stirred.

【In 2039, you led the Chinese men's national team to defeat Uzbekistan at home in Wuhan, successfully seizing the initiative to qualify for the 2042 World Cup. This is a feat basically impossible for a 39-year-old player.】

Defeating Uzbekistan at home in Wuhan?

Tang Ye paused for a moment, then looked up at the big screen.

79'32''

Isn't there still over ten minutes left?

Uh...

No need to overthink it; this system bug on his body is truly numerous.

Perhaps he already feels Uzbekistan has absolutely no chance of a comeback!

Continue checking the system!

【Mission Objective: Win the match against Qatar by at least two clear goals, advance early to the next stage of Asian qualifiers, and lay the foundation for officially securing a World Cup ticket in 2041.】

Reward: Random Chest (Quality determined by mission completion status)

A random chest; it didn't specify whether it was a Template Chest, Item Chest, or Counterattack Points Chest.

As for "Quality determined by mission completion status," it likely means the more clear goals the team scores against Qatar, the better quality chest Tang Ye will receive.

It seems the next match is very important.

Not only does it concern the ticket to next year's Russia World Cup, but a mysterious small chest also awaits Tang Ye to open!

"Beep, beep-beep—!!!"

The entire match has ended!

The National Team finally defeated Uzbekistan with a score of 4-1, successfully securing victory in this six-point battle.

Jumping up from the substitute bench, Tang Ye ran back onto the field to participate in the team's post-match thank-you ceremony.

"China!"

Boom! Boom!

"Tang Ye!"

Boom! Boom!

"China!"

Boom! Boom!

"..."

Halfway through the thank-you ceremony, Mataloni ran onto the field and dragged Tang Ye away.

"Award ceremony, you still have one trophy to collect (English)"

"What trophy?"

Tang Ye was a bit confused, but he followed Mataloni anyway.

"June, the Best of June trophy!"

"You are the Best Player of June!"

Having received his own Monthly Best trophy, Tang Ye arrived at the mixed interview zone.

Click-clack! Click-clack!

Click-clack! Click-clack!

"Tang Ye, you've won the Monthly Best again."

The reporter interviewing Tang Ye was a woman who spoke fluent Chinese, giving Tang Ye a very comfortable feeling as he listened.

"Haha, thank you."

Tang Ye raised the trophy he held in his left hand, and the reporter in front of him suddenly let out a scream.

"Awesome, wow!"

After the interview area quieted down, the female reporter began to ask her question.

"We know that your individual market value in this match exceeds that of the opposing team's entire starting eleven, and also surpasses the total combined value of their eighteen-man squad."

"Tang Ye, do you have anything to say about this?"

"Well..."

"Actually, I just found out myself."

Scratching his head, Tang Ye said, "The opposition actually played very well; their initial attacks gave us a lot of trouble, so market value doesn't decide everything. The Uzbek players are all very formidable."

"However, I think I am slightly better than them."

Tang Ye chuckled.

"Next is... regarding Ten Hag's suspension."

As she spoke, the female reporter carefully observed the changes in Tang Ye's expression.

If Tang Ye showed any reluctance to answer, she would immediately halt the interview.

Fortunately, Tang Ye's attitude was quite enthusiastic.

"I heard that Eri... Ten Hag is going to be suspended for two matches; I know about this, and our group chat has been discussing it too."

"This is not a happy matter."

Tang Ye said seriously.

If this were two years ago, when he was still playing for Utrecht, he would have secretly rejoiced at Ten Hag's suspension.

Because back then, Tang Ye and Ten Hag had significant conflicts.

But now, things were different.

"With our coach suspended for two matches, our Champions League campaign this season won't be easy."

"But I cannot dwell on this issue right now."

"My former coach told me: when playing for the national team, focus solely on national team matches; when playing for the club, focus solely on club matches."

"My attention is currently fixed on next week's match against Qatar, because I have a feeling, hmm... we might just make it to the World Cup."

The moment Tang Ye finished speaking, a reporter in the audience suddenly shouted loudly.

"Tang Tang Qiuwang, lead us to Russia!"

(End of Chapter)