Chapter 595: Win This Match and We Are Premier League Champions

The stands remained sealed; without fans, the stadium felt quiet.

But from another angle, this quiet environment allowed the players to focus entirely on the match, effectively enhancing its competitive spectacle.

"Look at me! Look at me!"

Signaling his teammates to prepare for support, Tang Ye suddenly passed the ball to Ziyech on the left, then accelerated toward the byline.

A cross-run from Manchester United's front line, executed with startling suddenness.

Reaching the byline...

With defenders both in front and behind, there were only two options for handling this ball.

One was to pass it off before closing in on the defender ahead; the other was to stop abruptly and shield the ball.

But for Tang Ye, there was only one way to handle this play.

Snap!

【De Bruyne Byline Cross Lv5: Replication (Transcendent State)】

Proficiency: 1572/3500

The cross found Greenwood surging up the right flank!

An extremely precise delivery point; whether it became a goal now depended entirely on Greenwood's execution...

Chest control!

Right foot to left foot, Greenwood took a step toward the center, preparing to shoot.

Snap!

He unleashed a curled shot, but the defender blocked it.

Crystal Palace's clearance was not entirely successful!

"Here!"

Receiving the ball, Rodrigo decisively slipped a short through-pass to Tang Ye.

Tang Ye!

Feigning a byline cross, Tang Ye instead executed a decisive right-footed rainbow flick.

"Goal!"

"Tang Ye!"

"Oh, beautiful!"

"A goal full of imagination!"

Although it wasn't struck into a corner, Tang Ye's shot was indeed incredibly sudden—so sudden that even the goalkeeper, highly focused, had no time to block it.

1:0!

Manchester United takes the lead!

"Haha!"

Jogging slowly outward with his back to the stands, Tang Ye hooked his index finger at his teammates as he ran: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Wow!"

Ziyech decisively lay flat on the ground; Tang Ye stood with legs apart, then mimed casting a fishing rod.

Manchester United's signature fishing celebration had arrived!

"Wow!"

As Tang Ye reeled in the imaginary rod, his teammates lifted Ziyech from the ground and carried him over to Tang Ye.

Several Manchester United players in the scene were visibly joyful, and naturally, so was Ten Hag.

This goal kept a smile on Ten Hag's face for nearly three minutes.

Time quickly reached the 30-minute mark; Manchester United still led by one goal, and the broadcast display in the bottom-left corner now showed a standings table.

2019-2020 Premier League Table (if the current score holds until the end):

1. Manchester United, 98 points. (36 rounds, champions crowned early)

2. Liwupu, 87 points. (35 rounds)

3. Mancheng, 74 points. (36 rounds)

4. Chelsea, 65 points. (36 rounds)

5. Leicester City, 53 points. (35 rounds)

The four characters "champions crowned early" struck the fans' eyes.

This was a reminder from the broadcaster and CCTV Sports.

It informed the fans that if the 1:0 scoreline held until the final whistle, the Premier League champion would be decided today!

【Go, go, go!】

【Manchester United is awesome!】

【Truly ruthless, damn it; even two substitute wingers are this fierce—Manchester United is truly invincible.】

【The outright win odds aren't even 1.1; just announce the championship early. I bet 300 on Manchester United winning the Premier League and haven't collected yet.】

Manchester United fans were quite arrogant, but the team's current results certainly justified such behavior.

Thirty-six rounds, 98 points—if you don't show off, who will?

Bang!

Tang Ye and Zaha collided.

Because the opponent wanted to launch a counterattack, Tang Ye chose to simply pull Zaha down.

The sound of a player hitting the ground rang out.

"Beep!!!"

The referee decisively blew the whistle and showed Tang Ye a yellow card.

Yellow card: Tang Ye.

After receiving this yellow card, a dark box popped up in the lower-middle section of the screen, with words written in English inside.

【missnextmatch】

Miss the next match.

This was because Tang Ye's accumulated yellow cards had reached a certain threshold, so he could not play in the next match.

"Sigh."

"Actually, I feel Dembélé should have started today's match, with Tang Ye waiting on the bench as a substitute."

"Right, yes."

"But now we're already at round 36; Tang Ye's accumulated yellow cards can't be cleared. Unless he avoids getting any more, getting even one more yellow card means a suspension."

Manchester United received the first yellow card of the match, and Tang Ye was also suspended for one game.

But to be honest, it didn't matter; neither the Manchester United players nor the coaching staff were affected by this.

Anyway, Tang Ye was already scheduled for rest in the next match, so a suspension conveniently cleared his card count.

"Crystal Palace's set piece..."

"..."

"A direct through ball from the backfield!"

"This through ball seems a bit too long!"

The through ball seemed too long, but soon a scene that made fans drop their jaws appeared: Jordan Ayew started near the right touchline, sprinting nearly 20 meters to reach the ball.

!!!

Realizing the situation was dire, Manchester United immediately began retreating to defend.

"Faster, faster!"

The head coach was urging them on, while Ayew pushed his maximum speed with the ball at his feet.

The target was the right baseline!

Crossing directly from the baseline wasn't a smart choice; Ayew's approach was to deliver a 45-degree cross, passing the ball to Zaha in the center.

"Watch out!"

De Ligt warned as Zaha took the ball and ran into the penalty area.

A great chance!

De Ligt suddenly stretched out his foot, striking the ball away with a "smack."

Clearance successful!

But soon Manchester United encountered trouble.

The ball kicked out by De Ligt landed right at McCarthy's feet, and the Crystal Palace player decisively fired a shot.

The ball shot off in the opposite direction, flying straight toward the goal.

Because it was a rebound, the ball speed was absurdly fast.

Bang!

"Goooo——aaaaa——lllll!!!"

Goal!

A goal from McCarthy!

Crystal Palace equalized the score!

"Roar!!!!"

McCarthy's roar echoed through the stadium.

Being able to breach Manchester United's goal was indeed a significant achievement in recent seasons.

Crystal Palace players celebrated wildly, while Tang Ye stood just outside the arc, making eye contact with De Ligt inside the penalty area.

"..."

De Ligt looked somewhat awkward: "I didn't know, I didn't know..."

Letting out a long sigh, Tang Ye shook his head, then high-fived De Ligt: "It's fine, it's fine; we just need to score one more."

As play resumed, the Manchester United coaching staff was visibly tense.

The difference between 1-0 and 1-1 was enormous.

"If it's only 1-1, then Manchester United cannot secure the Premier League title immediately after this match; they still have to wait for Liwupu's match result..."

"Yes, I think Ten Hag's arrangement of the starting lineup was somewhat problematic..."

The CCTV commentators turned their criticism toward Ten Hag.

With both Rashford and Dembélé coming off the bench, Manchester United directly lost their explosive threat.

Although Ziyech and Greenwood were by no means weak, the gap between them and a hundred-million-pound winger was actually quite large.

In the 44th minute of the first half.

Seizing the opponent's lapse, Zaha suddenly cut inside with a change of direction, then received a through ball from a teammate.

!!!

Smack!

He curled a shot, but the ball hit Luke Shaw's hand.

"Oh! Fuck!"

Rodri held his head in both hands.

Did the situation just become a bit off?

The camera cuts to the penalty area, where the referee who rushed over is pondering.

After the rematch, the rules for awarding penalty kicks have changed slightly; if the arm is naturally extended, it doesn't matter even if it touches the ball—the attacking side will not be awarded a penalty kick.