Chapter 470: A Goal Feast for Manchester United and Liwupu: The Double Red Derby

Check Dongqiu Di pinned post: At halftime of the Liwupu versus Manchester United match, the current score is 2:3, with Liwupu trailing.

"Do you think this is normal? Being aheaded by our opponents?"

Klopp kept his cap on: "So tell me, what exactly did we play in the first half? Was that qualified football? This does not match our plan."

The Liwupu locker room was terrifyingly quiet.

Some of the players were currently quite embarrassed, as their performance in this match had been poor.

Liwupu had rarely encountered such a difficult match this season, and the sudden increase in intensity today left some players somewhat unaccustomed.

"Mohamed (Salah), I need you to perform to your limit, not hold yourself back; if you're going to play conservatively, then what are we even competing for? We might as well just hand the three points to the opponent!"

"And Alexander-Arnold, your performances today have all been insufficient... so, if this is all there is, then we will definitely lose."

"Do you want us to lose!"

Suddenly shouting, Klopp spread his hands toward the players.

"The opponent is Manchester United, Manchester United! They currently have one more point than us, so we must win. Tom's free kick made you panic, but what I'm saying is that we need perfect match condition; a temporary deficit is acceptable."

"Because Liwupu is stronger, we will snatch back the advantage we lost; that is the purpose of you standing on this pitch!"

"..."

Whether leading or trailing, both coaches were cursing.

Ten Hag felt the Manchester United players had not yet displayed their best side.

Klopp similarly felt his players had not played their best match.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Tang Ye and Haller were the first to walk out of the locker room, running straight into the Liwupu players from next door.

"..."

Tang Ye and Haller exchanged a glance; neither of them spoke to the Liwupu players.

Everything had been fine in the first half, but by halftime, only hostility remained between both sides.

"Welcome back, dear audience friends; this is the live broadcast currently bringing you..."

"The match has resumed!"

Currently, neither side had made any substitution adjustments.

The familiar players still stood in their familiar positions.

"Hmm... it's just unknown whether the second half will see as many goals as the first."

"..."

"De Jong, beautiful!"

The Manchester United defensive midfielder suddenly surged forward to win possession.

Slap!

He immediately passed the ball to Ziyech, who had dropped back to support.

"Go, go, go!"

Tang Ye signaled Haller to fill Ziyech's position while moving over himself.

Rashford was drifting toward the center!

"Here!"

Tang Ye first received Ziyech's low pass, then immediately faced pressing.

Quickly pass to Haller!

Haller squared the ball across to Rashford!

"Oh!!!"

A remarkably fluid attack; the Liwupu players were all scrambling back.

After receiving the ball, Rashford charged straight into the penalty area!

Fan Daike stepped up...

Rashford!

Adjusting his rhythm, he feinted once, searching for a possible shooting angle.

Unfortunately, Fan Daike gave Rashford no shooting angle whatsoever.

The Manchester United striker wanted to shoot, but Fan Daike kicked the ball away with a single stroke.

Fuck!

Rashford jumped up on the spot, while Fan Daike ran forward to collect the ball.

Preparing to launch a counterattack!

Tang Ye charged directly at Fan Daike.

"Wow!!"

Slap!

A long pass from Fan Daike, precisely delivered to Salah in the front field.

Salah lifted his foot and immediately tapped the ball to Alexander-Arnold, then began moving toward the byline.

Alexander-Arnold dribbled forward himself!

He too was drifting toward the byline!

Slowly adjusting...

Slap!

Alexander-Arnold's 45-degree cross!

Although a defender, Alexander-Arnold's crossing was absurdly accurate, finding Firmino directly inside the penalty area.

With a defender interfering, Firmino chose to head the ball back.

Mané!

Leaning his entire body over, Mané suddenly played a through ball.

In a spot many fans failed to notice, Salah made a run into the box.

!!!

Smalling tried to stick to him, but in his panic, Salah simply nutmegged him.

Smalling fell to the ground!

Bang!

With an easy, casual push shot, La He Cheng Gong successfully opened the Manchester United goal.

"Goooo——aaaaa——llllll!!!"

"Salahhh!!!!"

After scoring, Salah immediately turned and rushed off the field, sitting on the grass to begin meditating right away.

"Salah!"

"Salah!"

In the stands, Liwupu fans chanted the name of the scorer, Salah, while the Liwupu players ran over to embrace him tightly.

"Haha, oh my god!"

"In the 56th minute of the second half, Liwupu has equalized the score!"

"Hey, to be honest, I had thought Liwupu could equalize, I just didn't expect it to come so quickly."

The replay showed that Mané's soul-stirring through ball was the key to this Liwupu attack.

A single pass directly pierced through Manchester United's defensive line!

Clap clap clap!

"Good, very good!"

Klopp shouted loudly, yet the pressure shown on his face had not alleviated much.

2:3 was not the score Liwupu had planned for, and 3:3 was not either.

Liwupu wanted to win.

Swish!

Tang Ye used his cleats to scrape the turf, his mood somewhat poor.

Of course, Tang Ye was probably the most emotionally stable person on the field; the other Manchester United players were nearly having mental breakdowns.

"United!"

"Boooo!!!"

"Trash Manchester United!"

"Trash!"

After all, they were deadly rivals; Liwupu fans would never miss this chance to kick a man while he was down.

Valencia and Ashley Young tried to comfort their teammates on the field!

The match continued!

Check Dongqiu Di live match report: Mané's soul-stirring through ball assist, Salah scores, the score is now 3:3!

【The Egyptian Pharaoh!】

【Awesome!!!】

【Wait, is Smalling really that easy to shake off?】

【We're done for, brothers, my ggbond...】

【A draw is only 1 point; isn't this just handing it to Mancheng on a platter? Go Manchester United!】

It was now the 60th minute of the second half, with the score on the field tied at 3:3.

Liwupu still wanted to score more goals, and naturally, so did Manchester United.

Finally, in the 62nd minute, both Liwupu and Manchester United made substitution adjustments.

"Substituting Martial?"

"Ten Hag is quite bold... Although we say it's a 3:3 draw, Liwupu still holds a greater advantage in terms of field presence."

"Yes, if they substitute the striker, Manchester United should be adjusting their offensive tactics..."

Salah brought the ball to the baseline once again!

A sudden stop and change of direction successfully tricked Ashley Young.

Cutting inside!

Snap!

He played a push shot, but De Gea blocked it with his body.

Clap clap clap clap!

Thunderous applause erupted from the venue.

"Walk on, walk on~ (Keep moving forward, keep moving forward)"

"With hope in your heart~ (With the hope in your heart)"

"And you'll never walk alone~ (You will never walk alone)"

"You'll never walk alone~~~ (You will never walk alone)"

Check Dongqiu Di live match report: In the 67th minute of the match, Alexander-Arnold delivered a corner kick cross, Firmino headed an assist for Salah to score, but the goal was disallowed for offside.

"Phew..."

The goal was ruled invalid; Tang Ye clutched his head in his hands.

That was way, way too dangerous!

"What the hell is going on..."

Tang Ye and Rodri jogged forward slowly together.

Rodri's eyes suddenly narrowed, for he realized Tang Ye wasn't chewing gum right now.

Big brother, what's wrong with you!

"..."

"Here, here!"

He reached out to his teammate, asking for the ball.

Receiving Rashford's cutback pass in the central position!

A great opportunity; Tang Ye decisively dragged the ball and turned, facing Lovren and Fan Daike directly.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Bang!

A long-range shot fired straight away!

But Fan Daike headed it clear!

"Hmm! Tang Ye seems a bit rushed."

"There's no helping it; we know Manchester United's plan is to overtake Mancheng before the Asian Cup begins."

"Given the current situation, if Manchester United draws even one match in December, they will basically lose their chance to reach the top."

After the 70th minute, player stamina began to decline, yet tensions grew tighter.

The scene started becoming chaotic!

"Calm down, calm down! Steady it up!"

Ten Hag shouted reminders to his players on the pitch: "Tell Tom to stabilize possession first!"

If they kept playing like this, Manchester United's possession rate would drop below 25%, exceeding the tactical tolerance limit for the team.

The camera suddenly jumped, revealing that fans of both teams were fighting again in the stands.

Security personnel in the buffer zone stood in the middle trying to break up the fight, but this was truly no easy task.

Slap!

A pass was made, and instantly the fans stopped making noise.

"Wow!!"

Tang Ye's through ball bypassed the defenders and found Rashford with pinpoint accuracy!

A simply perfect attacking opportunity; Rashford dribbled forward at speed.

If he could get past Alexander-Arnold, he'd have a shooting chance!

Rashford chipped the ball over his opponent.

But the ball hit Alexander-Arnold's groin!

"Damn!"

Ten Hag clutched his head in his hands.

Rashford's handling in the attacking third had issues again; Manchester United missed an excellent scoring opportunity.

Possession remained under Rashford's control.

But the defenders had all retreated; it didn't look like further advancement was possible by any measure.

Ashley Young made an overlapping run from behind Rashford.

At the edge of the frame, Tang Ye also arrived at his central position.

"Push it to Ashley Young!"

"Ashley Young!"

"Look at the quality of Ashley Young's cross..."

Slap!

A high cross delivered after reaching the byline.

It was a cutback!

"I've got it!"

Signaling Rodri to move aside, Tang Ye moved in, extending his foot to control the ball.

Fabinho rushed up to interfere, but Tang Ye suddenly lifted the ball, chipping it right over Fabinho's head.

"Oh!"

Controlling the ball sideways, he accelerated straight to the edge of the penalty area.

One-on-one against Lovren!

Lovren stepped back; Tang Ye pressed forward immediately, simultaneously lowering his center of gravity.

Then his center of gravity suddenly rose!

Swish! Swish!

The La Croqueta maneuver created lateral space.

Slap!

A pushed shot released.

Goal!

"Holy shit!"

"What's this! (What is this?)"

"Gooo——aaaa——lllll!"

The English live stream has already started hype-commentating.

In the 77th minute of the second half, Tang Ye scores!

The score becomes 4:3!

"Woww!!!"

The away fans are jumping up and down as Tang Ye sprints out quickly.

3, 2, 1!

Knee slide!

Boom!

Three stripes tear open, then he stands up from the grass.

Tang Ye first lets out a roar, then cups his hands to his ears, responding to the Liverpool fans' mockery of him up until this point in the match.

【Brothers, I'm kneeling first.】

【So what's the use of Salah and Mané being so strong? My brother Tang Zhengxiong just gives a shake and the matter is settled. A foreshadowing spanning twenty years!】

【Tell me, whose is the Ballon d'Or!】

"Tom, Tom, Tom..."

The Manchester United players surround Tang Ye tightly; even the substitutes rush out.

"Haha!"

Fan Fan Dejiahe raises both hands, his expression suddenly relaxing.

It's a bit frightening.

But they are indeed in the lead!

"Tom!"

"Viva Tom Tom!"

"Viva Tom Tom!"

"..."

The Liverpool fans are now silent, and the players are much the same.

Because no one could have expected the course of this match to turn out this way.

"Hold steady, hold steady!"

Although possession remains low, after taking the lead again, Manchester United has completed the suppression in momentum.

Lallana passes the ball to Mané!

A direct burst forward!

Mané wants to show off some individual heroism, but Valencia defends tightly, forcing Mané straight out of bounds.

Boom!

Valencia and Bailly collide.

"Beautiful!"

【Come on, come on!】

【Hold on!】

【Hold on, hold on!】

As the defensive pressure grows ever greater, Ten Hag is forced to substitute Tang Ye off immediately.

"Hold steady, hold steady! Just hold steady!"

After the match enters the 85th minute, Salah suddenly explodes.

"Oh my god!"

"Rodri has been shaken off too!"

Salah dribbles past two players in the front field, then cuts inside toward the center.

Boom!

A through ball is sent into the penalty area!

Firmino!

Boom!

De Gea rushes out and sits directly in front of Firmino.

There is no angle at all; Firmino's shot ultimately only hits De Gea's body.

"Nice!!!"

On the substitutes' bench, Tang Ye jumps straight up.

David not being on the Ballon d'Or candidate list this year is the organizers' mistake!

"Manchester United launches a counterattack; De Gea finds Herrera..."

"Beep, beep beep!!!"

"It's over!"

"Full time!"

"Manchester United has secured their final victory!"

4:3, this is the final score of today's match.

The stadium is filled with the jeers of Liverpool fans as Tang Ye stands up again and returns to the pitch.

"Haha!"

First, embrace the respected Mr. Sitting Like.

Then share a big hug with little brother Rodri!

"United!"

"Man United!"

The away fans were shouting loudly; Tang Ye saw red Man United scarves waving in the stands!

The Man United players gathered together; Tang Ye placed one hand on Rodri's shoulder and the other on Rashford.

"Glory Glory Man United~"

"Glory Glory Man United~~"

Slowly approaching beneath the away stand to thank the fans, the supporters were even more excited than the players on the pitch.

This victory was truly hard-won.

And because of this win, the gap between Man United and Liwupu had widened to four points!

"Liwupu, you have Salah, you have Mané,"

"But you are only third, forever third~~~"

"You are only third~~"

"..."

The match ended; with two goals and one assist to his name, Tang Ye unsurprisingly claimed the MVP award.

After receiving the trophy, he headed to the mixed zone.

Actually, Tang Ye felt quite pitiful, as he could still faintly hear Liwupu fans from inside the stadium cursing him.

Boo-hoo!

"Tom, congratulations on your victory in this match."

Reporters quickly swarmed over, hoping Tang Ye would briefly describe their mental journey throughout the game.

"Oh, well... initially we played quite aggressively because that was the tactic our coach set; we wanted to establish dominance from the start."

"In fact, we did succeed, but, haha, they responded very quickly."

Thinking back to how nervous he and his teammates had been when they suddenly fell behind 1:2, Tang Ye, already knowing the outcome, couldn't help but laugh: "But it didn't matter; we handled things well enough, so in the end, we were the victors."

It was actually quite perilous; had any Man United player performed poorly, the final score might not have been 4:3.

Of course, luck is part of the game, a statement Tang Ye has always strongly agreed with.

"Currently, the gap between you and Liwupu has temporarily widened, and you are maintaining a winning streak while chasing Mancheng, yet Mancheng has not yet suffered a loss or a draw..."

"Then I suppose we will keep winning consecutively."

Tang Ye smiled brightly.

Click-click!

"But you're returning to China soon, aren't you?"

A reporter pointed out the issue.

When the topic of the Asian Cup arose, the reporters on site suddenly became lively, firing off a series of questions that made Tang Ye's head swell.

"I haven't confirmed my departure time yet, but I think I need to stay here a bit longer; I've already contacted the national team, they support my decision, and I also feel this is what I should do."

Tang Ye glanced down at the MVP trophy in his hand.

"Because we lost to Mancheng last season, this season we want to win it back."

Check Dongqiu Di Match Report: The Double Red Derby sees Man United defeat Liwupu 4:3 away; Tang Ye contributes a goal and an assist plus a direct free-kick strike. (Comments: 39,812)

Sky Sports Commentator: The Double Red Derby between Liwupu and Man United is the most spectacular match since the start of this Premier League season, even surpassing the Manchester Derby.

The Guardian Front Page Headline—Liwupu, Man United's arch-rivals, stumble; could the Premier League title race shift significantly in December?

Attached Premier League Standings (as of Round 17):

1. Mancheng, 45 points.

2. Man United, 45 points.

3. Liwupu, 41 points.

4. Tottenham, 33 points.

5. Chelsea, 33 points.

In December's Three Kingdoms saga, Liwupu was the first to slip up.

The price they paid was equally heavy: being directly pulled away by the two Manchester giants.

Neither Mancheng nor Man United has lost a league match yet.

While it appears the distance between Mancheng and Man United is narrowing, in reality, their gap has even widened.

In Round 17, Man United had fewer goal difference points, whereas Mancheng had more.

So although the points are currently equal, Mancheng's goal difference exceeds Man United's by four.

Check Dongqiu Di Hot Discussion: Still trailing by four in goal difference, can Man United overcome Mancheng via goal difference?

【Bremen Golden Boy: Good question; mainly I feel Man United's forward line is weak, they should have bought Dembélé.】

【074: The problem is Allé isn't a top-tier striker either; why don't you buy Cristiano Ronaldo instead?】

【Love Chicken Bones the Most: Keep going, just wait until Mancheng plays Liwupu or Chelsea; they can't keep winning forever.】

【Tang Ye (Verified): I think it's possible.】

【Stunning Beauty Little Broken Cart: Wait, who are you upstairs?】

【Fan 1732qs: Tang Tang Qiuwang is here!!!】

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