Chapter 379: The FA Cup Burger King Derby, and Ten Hag Pulls Out His

Dongqiu Di pinned post: The FA Cup final between Manchester United and Chelsea is underway, current score 0:0.

【The pressure's on, bros!】

【Chelsea this confident? Don't they know Wembley is my, Tang Tang Qiuwang's, home ground?】

【Manchester United champions!】

【I'm a loyal fan of Burger King, but this match has two Burger Kings, which makes things a bit tricky.】

Two Burger Kings!

That's right, today is the Burger King derby between Tang Ye and Hazard.

Spicy Chicken Fillet Burger versus Belgian Tartar Sauce Burger!

Logically, people with the same preferences should stand on the same side, but unfortunately, due to the special nature of their profession, Tang Ye and Hazard cannot stand together during the match.

They are opponents!

There are two burger enthusiasts.

But there can be only one Burger King!

OnlyOne!

Right after kickoff, Manchester United seized the initiative through high-intensity forward pressing, with Rodri and Herrera advancing together with the ball.

Tang Ye was right in front of the two of them!

While running, he signaled to his teammates!

Thump!

Rodri played a straight through-pass, sending the ball right to Tang Ye, who easily controlled it.

Hehe!

A smile spread across Tang Ye's face as he prepared to begin his maneuver.

Standing before him was Kante!

He stepped on the ball and stopped abruptly!

Dribbling to pull left!

Then right!

Tang Ye intended to execute a very quick feint to shake off his marker, but unexpectedly, Kante did not bite on his fake.

Thump!

A foot shot out; Kante completed a tackle on Tang Ye.

"Damn!"

Tang Ye quickly chased back.

Chelsea's counterattack was launched!

"Wow!!!"

Kante advanced with the ball himself, while screams from both sets of fans filled the stands.

"Kante's speed is a bit fast, bros..."

"Rodri, go up and intercept!"

"Shit! Kante has passed the ball out!"

"Defend, defend!"

Possession went to Hazard on the wing!

Facing Valencia's one-on-one defense, Hazard remained extremely calm, dribbling forward bit by bit to press Manchester United's defensive line.

"Spread out, spread out!"

Ten Hag shouted loudly.

Hazard was quite adept at one-two passes; Manchester United's defenders could not give him that opportunity.

Reaching the edge of the penalty area and knowing a dribble past was impossible, Hazard decisively chose to cross.

Slap!

It was Fabregas at the far post!

Boom!

Fabregas headed the ball out!

"Awesome, De Gea!"

"Holy crap, De Gea is really holding it down, bros."

Manchester United had withstood Chelsea's first wave of attack.

However, judging by the situation on the pitch, the outlook remained far from optimistic.

Chelsea seemed to have achieved tactical suppression over Manchester United; if they continued playing like this, Manchester United's goal would surely be breached first!

"I'll watch the outside, I'll watch the outside."

After communicating with his teammates, Tang Ye moved to his position and stood ready.

On the sidelines, Ten Hag finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched De Gea punch away Chelsea's corner kick.

The pressure on the Manchester United manager could now be described as immense.

Manchester United's results this season were already quite good, and Ten Hag could earn the recognition of the fans.

But what Ten Hag craved in his heart was not merely the recognition of Manchester United fans.

It was adulation!

He hoped to receive the fans' adulation, but with only an EFL Cup title, Ten Hag could not obtain what he desired.

He needed to strive for more trophies with Manchester United!

Seeing the momentum on the field tilt toward Chelsea, Ten Hag returned to his seat on the substitutes' bench.

"I feel Tom lacks a bit of attacking desire today; he just wants to hide at the back and pass, but we don't have wingers good enough for that—he needs to get to the byline and join the attack."

Ten Hag spotted the problem on the field, and Fan Fan Dejiahe agreed: "Then, Erik, we should do something. When Mata runs over, have him pass a message to Tom."

"Hmm..."

Ten Hag thought briefly.

During matches, due to an immersion of unknown cause, Tang Ye could rarely hear shouts from the substitutes' bench, so if a coach wanted to contact him, it usually required assistance from players on the field.

But...

Ten Hag's eyes lit up as he thought of a solution.

In the live camera feed, Ten Hag walked to the stands behind him, exchanged a few words with a fan, and took the supporter's sign from their hands.

Flipping the sign to its back, Ten Hag quickly wrote something.

He then moved to the sideline and held up the sign in his hand.

The camera focused: the sign read, "Tom, I've been watching you play for three years! Go win the championship!"

?

"Huh?"

Realizing he'd made a mistake, Ten Hag hurriedly flipped the sign back over.

The back was where the Manchester United manager had written his actual message, which read...

【Tang, win this match, and afterward I'll allow you to eat three hamburgers.】

"Wow!!!"

"Beep beep beep!!!"

The fans were already starting to jeer; at this moment, Tang Ye was still running on the pitch, but catching Ten Hag's movements out of the corner of his eye, he turned to look.

What instructions does the esteemed Mr. Erik have...

"Huh?"

"..."

Somewhat speechless, Tang Ye spread his hands toward Ten Hag.

Mr. Erik, if you pull stunts like this, won't my image in the fans' hearts be ruined?

"Damn, holy shit."

"Hey, I said it before, damn it—Ten Hag has the Tang Ye instruction manual; just wait and see if it's the real manual."

"This is an operation Saint Erik couldn't conceive of in a lifetime."

【???】

【Three hamburgers—Saint Ten is generous!】

【Is this even about generosity? This is truly heaven-defying.】

【The moment Saint Ten pulled out the Tang Tang Qiuwang instruction manual, Chelsea had no chance of winning this match.】

"United! (Manchester United)"

Bang bang!

"Hamburger! (Hamburg)"

Bang bang!

The fans cooperated perfectly, shouting out the name of the food Tom loved to eat.

At first, everyone thought this was just a joke between the fans and the head coach.

But five minutes after the "hamburger" appeared, Manchester United truly launched their attack.

"Look at me, look at me!"

Smalling sent a low, driven through-ball from the back.

It was aimed at Tang Ye in the center!

"Huff huff huff..."

Adrenaline surging, Tang Ye's eyes saw only the soccer at his feet and the players on the field.

Bang!

A long pass directly found Rashford making a run down the left flank to the byline.

Base passing attribute of 90, with a 10% precision boost.

Using Tang Ye's super-high score of 30 points from the college entrance exam math section for a precise calculation, it wasn't hard to conclude this long pass possessed an equivalent quality of 99.

This was... a super long pass!

The ball arrived right in front of Rashford!

The placement was excellent; Rashford easily controlled the ball.

Cut inside!

As Rashford compressed the opponent's defensive line, Tang Ye moved up alongside him.

They executed a quick one-two combination with Rashford.

Rashford dribbled into the penalty area!

"Oh!!!"

Core engaged, eyes locked on the far corner of the goal.

A pushed shot!

Courtois dove out, but unfortunately failed to block the ball.

"GOOOO——AAAA——LLLLL!!!"

"MacusRashfordddddd!"

What rang out across the stadium was the name of the goal scorer, Rashford!

As the first player to score in the final, Rashford was now extremely emotional, sprinting rapidly toward the corner flag.

"Roar!!!"

Slide on his knees, then stand up!

Behind him was Tang Ye, running toward Rashford!

"Awesome, Rashford!"

"That combination was played perfectly, and the shot was very steady!"

"1:0! Manchester United takes the lead!"

"Brothers, I'm really not lying to you; Manchester United has already taken out a loan for the FA Cup championship, I'm really not lying to you."

After Rashford completed the goal, the director once again cut the camera to Ten Hag on the substitutes' bench.

Ten Hag seemed to know the director would bring the camera over at this moment, so he lifted the sign from his chair once more.

【After this ends, I allow you to eat three hamburgers】

The three lines of English appeared extremely clear in the high-quality lens of Wembley Stadium.

The strongest person in the Manchester United lineup.

Activated!

"Ten Hag! (Ten Hag)"

"Erik Ten Hag! (Erik Ten Hag)"

Ten Hag placed the sign back onto his chair.

"Hey!"

Tang Ye spread his hands toward the fans in the stands, shouting with his mouth: "It has nothing to do with hamburgers, it has nothing to do with hamburgers!"

Fuck!

Today his teammates were slow to get into form, so Manchester United's offense failed to materialize at the start.

As a result, they were now misunderstood by the fans.

Three hamburgers to activate Tom?

That's pure nonsense, okay!

Rodri walked over from the side, while Tang Ye spread his hands: "You know, Rod, I'm not that kind of person."

The match continues!

After Manchester United scored, Chelsea quickly adjusted their tactics.

It was obvious that Tang Ye was in good form today, so he deserved even stricter marking.

It was still Manchester United's attack!

Tang Ye received the ball in the center and displayed a wave of his excellent ball-control skills.

However, Chelsea gave Tang Ye no chance to show off; barely having held the ball for a moment, Kante and Bakayoko pressed toward him.

Quickly find a teammate's position!

"Here, here!"

Executing a one-two pass with Mata, Tang Ye regained possession and quickly ran toward the edge of the penalty arc.

A Chelsea defender came out from inside the penalty area!

Tang Ye pointed his finger at the Chelsea goal.

Bang!

He pushed out a through ball directly into the penalty area!

The timing of the pass was fairly acceptable, but alas, the two Chelsea defenders were simply too cautious.

Cahill dove to the ground and blocked Tang Ye's through ball!

"Pah!"

Spitting a mouthful of saliva onto the grass, Tang Ye felt quite displeased and quickly led his teammates to retreat.

"Damn, this Chelsea defender is playing really well."

"But it's fine; I feel Manchester United's form has picked up now. If they can maintain this form in the second half, this match is basically secured for Manchester United."

"..."

Check Dongqiu Di match report: Allé committed a foul, Tang Ye's direct free-kick shot missed by a hair's breadth.

Biting the chewing gum in his mouth, Tang Ye's mood was not good.

Having played for so long, he could clearly feel that his shooting form today was poor.

For Manchester United, who were desperate to win the championship, this was not good news.

However...

Tang Ye could see that his good friend Rashford was in very good form.

Remembering what Captain Yang had said, they were a team.

Therefore, when Tang Ye's shooting touch was off, he should find a way to let other teammates with good shooting touch step up.

This was the answer to this match!

Tang Ye raised his right hand and made a gesture to Rashford; the latter immediately realized it and instantly returned a gesture to Tang Ye.

In this instant, it seemed as if there was a faint, barely visible thread between the two.

This was the bond of the Cat and Mouse combination!

Snap!

Bakayoko held the ball in the center, and Tang Ye slowly closed in.

Tackle!

Boom!

Tang Ye successfully dispossessed Bakayoko, but he failed to control the kicked ball.

Possession is still with Chelsea!

Marcos Alonso has the ball!

Snap!

Alonso lofted a precise long pass to Hazard on the wing, and the Chelsea star began his breakthrough.

Moving diagonally toward the penalty area!

Hazard isn't fast; in the frame, his prominent, jiggling backside is very noticeable.

Rodri moves up to intercept!

Snap-snap!

Combining with a teammate, Hazard successfully took control of the ball behind Rodri.

Damn!

Realizing the situation was dire, Tang Ye quickly retreated, targeting Kante beside Hazard.

That guy has long-range shooting ability; Tang Ye needs to be ready to block!

Unfortunately, Tang Ye was still a bit too slow; Hazard passed the ball directly to Kante.

Kante lofted the ball up!

Into the penalty area!

The fans almost held their breath.

Striker Giroud and center-back Rojo jumped up together!

Boom!

Giroud headed the ball.

But he headed it over the bar!

"Phew..."

Tang Ye cupped the back of his head with both hands.

Chelsea is really tough to play against!

"Watch your positions, watch your positions!"

Smalling and De Gea roared loudly at their teammates, and Ten Hag on the distant bench was shouting too.

Manchester United is only leading by one goal; relaxing now could lead to very disastrous consequences!

While his teammates were communicating, Tang Ye quietly slipped up beside Rodri, covered his mouth, and whispered: "Move toward Marcus, yes, once you have the ball, move that way."

Seeing that Tang Ye intended to attack primarily down the left flank, Rodri and Tang Ye slapped hands.

Time quickly reached the 45th minute of the first half.

Because Tang Ye and Hazard were fouled multiple times, there was a full three minutes of stoppage time in the first half.

"Brothers, let me tell you, do you know what Manchester United needs to do now? What Manchester United needs to do now is stabilize the scoreline first."

"Carry the advantage into the second half; that way, we're pretty much secure for today."

The streamer began arranging tactics, and just as he was speaking, Manchester United launched an attack.

Rodri, Rashford, and Tang Ye executed a series of passing combinations on the left wing, and finally Tang Ye dribbled toward the baseline.

"Huff, huff..."

Panting heavily, Tang Ye wasn't running fast because he was waiting for his teammates to support him.

Rashford ran past Tang Ye from behind.

Done!

Sending a through pass to Rashford, Tang Ye cut inside from the baseline.

Rashford held the ball on the baseline!

"Charge, charge, don't hesitate to dribble past him!"

"Just beat him! Shoot, shoot!"

Manchester United fans were highly emotional as Rashford pressed inch by inch toward the penalty area.

A backheel pass to Rodri!

Rodri passed it back to Tang Ye!

The moment he took control of the ball, Tang Ye was immediately blocked by Bakayoko; with his back to the Chelsea goal, he couldn't turn around.

The situation was urgent; Herrera and Valencia moved in to support Tang Ye.

"Take the ball!"

Tang Ye shouted.

Pretending to pass back, he actually slammed his heel hard into the ground, kicking the ball through Bakayoko's legs.

!!!

Bakayoko realized the situation was dire and turned his head to look back.

The ball Tang Ye knocked out from under his legs bounced once on the grass before being passed to Ale.

Ale then passed the ball to Rashford beside him!

Perfect!

The moment Rashford took the ball, a smile immediately appeared on Tang Ye's face.

Because he knew this goal was certain.

Lifting his foot, Rashford poked the ball successfully into the net.

This goal was not offside!

"It's Rashford again!"

"Damn, that's awesome!"

"2:0!"

"Manchester United extends their lead!"

【We're taking off, brothers】

【Leading by two in the first half, isn't this a sure win for Manchester United?】

【It has to be GGBond; GGBond with eyes in the back of his head is simply unstoppable】

【FA Cup championship loan successful!】

Giving the fans a little shock of 97-degree vision, Tang Ye embraced Rashford tightly, who had just scored his second goal.

Captain Yang's theory was correct.

Marcus's shooting touch was excellent today; this was the key to Manchester United breaking the deadlock!

"Amazing, Tom"

"Keep it up, keep it up!"

High-fiving his teammates one by one, a brimming-with-confidence Tang Ye observed the Chelsea players in the penalty area, heads bowed and silent.

Actually, Chelsea had played quite well today.

Alas, Tom had found the reference answer to the match!

Facing an opponent with the answer key, no matter how well the Blues performed, victory was impossible!

"..."

Halftime report: Tang Ye's blind backheel pass, Rashford scores two consecutive goals, Manchester United leads Chelsea 2:0 at halftime. Having missed out on the league title, is Manchester United now within arm's reach of the FA Cup championship?

"Fuck!"

"Mark your man, mark your man! Can't you even do something this simple?"

Kong Di flew into a rage in the locker room, while the Blues players all hung their heads.

The tactics for this match had been specially designed.

No one expected them to still end up down 0:2 against Manchester United.

Neither the Chelsea coaching staff nor the players could accept this result.

"I said we couldn't give Tom a chance to receive the ball."

Bakayoko shrugged with open hands.

Kante felt somewhat aggrieved, since Tang Ye was his responsibility.

But Kante's tactical duties within the team were special; he had to cover defensively while also participating in the attack, making it difficult to effectively defend against Tang Ye amidst all that running back and forth.

"Phew..."

Kong Di scratched his hair, then tapped the tactics board again: "Come on, let's do this..."

While Chelsea discussed their tactics for the second half, Manchester United was doing the same.

The pressure was slightly heavy; Tang Ye popped two pieces of gum into his mouth, then leaned against the cabinet behind him.

"Marcus, can you still hold up in the second half?"

In Tang Ye's impression, if Rashford performed very well in the first half, he would suddenly collapse in the second.

Therefore, Tang Ye needed to confirm Rashford's condition before the second half began.

Rashford clenched his right fist and bumped Tang Ye's arm.

"No problem."

"OK, that's good then; I feel like we're about to win."

Tang Ye trusted his intuition immensely.

Because in his impression, his intuition was always right.

Thump thump!

The sound of Ten Hag tapping the tactics board came through, and Tang Ye and Rashford simultaneously shifted their gazes over.

"Our opponent's central defense was rather loose, so we took some advantage of that; in the second half, they might make targeted adjustments."

Ten Hag's expression was serious.

"But that's not a problem, that's not a problem, OK? We can make some responses."

"We played better than our opponent in the first half, so we will also play better than our opponent in the second half; that's the logic!"

Listening to Ten Hag's speech, the Manchester United players' emotions gradually grew excited.

Tang Ye clenched both fists.

The feeling was coming!

"OK brothers, welcome back; this is the second half of the FA Cup final."

"Currently, Manchester United leads by two goals."

"There are... 45 minutes left until Tang Tang Qiuwang claims the FA Cup championship!"

(End of chapter)