Chapter 708: Shooting Means Shooting at the Opponent's Goal

"Rodri, eh, this..."

The commentator didn't know what to say next.

Fortunately, it's only a friendly match; otherwise, Rodri would likely be embroiled in some public opinion storm, which would truly be disastrous.

"What are you doing, Rod!"

Tang Ye spread his hands toward Rodri.

He had only realized it after seeing Rodri standing motionless on the spot.

He punched Rodri's chest: "You and I aren't on the same team; you just conceded a goal!"

"Fuck!"

"Can you lot distinguish who you're playing for?"

Dembélé ran over.

Tang Ye and Rodri, these two so-called 'sleeping dragon and young phoenix,' plus Ale and De Jong—four people who didn't know who they were playing for.

Although Dembélé looked a bit dull, the French striker was actually the one with the clearest mind right now.

"You guys are too stupid! Haha!"

"Hey, hey, normal Ousmane; I only made one mistake."

Tang Ye held up his right index finger, emphasizing that he had already learned his lesson from failure.

"It's 2:2!"

"Rodri's celebration, eh, indeed, he didn't quite react in time."

"Actually, if we think about Rodri's celebration, it's understandable; after all, Rodri has been Tang Ye's teammate since 2016, and today Tang Ye happened to be wearing a red jersey, so it's no wonder he didn't react..."

They say if one person makes a mistake, it's their own problem, but when many people make the same mistake, that's an issue with the match arrangement.

China playing Manchester United; as the home team, China was the side wearing red jerseys.

It's unknown whether the organizers considered this factor when arranging this friendly match.

Players from both sides acted completely confused, turning a friendly match directly into something with the effect of an exhibition game.

"..."

"Beep, beep-beep—!!!"

Tang Ye, who was dribbling the ball, heard the whistle, slowly stopped, and let the ball roll naturally out of bounds.

"Why blow the whistle so urgently!"

Tang Ye shouted at the referee.

"Wow!!"

"Tang Tang Qiuwang!"

"Awesome Tang Tang Qiuwang, take down Manchester United!"

Tang Ye still wanted to argue with the referee, but the cheers from the stands in the spectator area attracted his attention first.

The score was currently 2:2.

The first half ended with China and Manchester United drawing level!

Tang Ye walked toward the stands, slowly took off his jersey, preparing to give it to the fans in the stands.

Along the way, he encountered Ten Hag.

"Your brain isn't clear enough!"

"What?"

"Your brain!"

Ten Hag pointed his index finger at his temple: "Keep your brain clear on the field, otherwise you will make wrong decisions."

"Our opponent is the China team; although they aren't strong, as a professional player, you should remain clear-headed on the field! Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand."

Tang Ye, halfway through taking off his shirt, was paused; his eyes fixed on Ten Hag before him: "But, Mr. Sitting Like..."

"I am on the opposite side from you."

The great Mr. Sitting Like criticized Tang Ye, who couldn't figure out directions on the field.

However, as a great sage, Mr. Sitting Like himself hadn't figured things out clearly either.

"Oh, I know."

Ten Hag rubbed his nose: "My meaning is, although you are on our opposite side, you must still stay clear-headed; you misunderstood my meaning."

"..."

Tang Ye just stared at Ten Hag; the Manchester United head coach wore a serious expression, determined to criticize Tang Ye no matter what.

"This... alright."

Check Dongqiu Di halftime report: Friendly match, China team draws 2:2 with Manchester United at halftime; Tang Ye scores twice from penalty kicks, Rodri celebrates an own goal.

Both Manchester United and the Chinese National Football Team are internet-famous teams in the standard sense, and when two such internet-famous teams collide, the chemical reaction they unleash is unimaginable.

Other teams that can't earn broadcast revenue shares should really learn well from these two examples.

The second half was about to begin; players from both sides rubbed their fists in the player tunnel.

Of course, this was rubbing fists in the physical sense; Tang Ye fist-bumped and clapped hands with Rodri and Dembélé respectively.

"Don't make mistakes in the second half!"

Dembélé grabbed Tang Ye's shoulders tightly, instructing him.

"I said it, only once, just that one time only!"

"I don't believe it."

Dembélé broke into a clear smile, his black skin perfectly setting off his white teeth.

"Go to hell."

Tang Ye pushed Dembélé away, then found B. F. and said, "Don't pass to him in the second half; he can't score anyway."

"Hey, Tom! How can you be like that!"

Dembélé feigned innocence, while B. F. nodded and jokingly replied, "No problem, I won't let him get the ball in the second half."

"Which team are you from? Oh! Fuck!"

The poor Manchester United striker was targeted, but he quickly regained his confidence.

"Even if you don't pass to me, I can still score."

Dembélé thumped his own chest and then punched Tang Ye on the arm.

Keep it down.

"You're going to get beaten 10 to 2 in the second half."

"Oh, Eon, haha!"

The match began!

The Chinese team's bench made no moves.

On the Manchester United side, as soon as the second half started, Ten Hag made two substitutions.

Rashford and Varane came on as substitutes!

"Rashford!"

"Wow!!"

Rashford and Varane had quite a few fans in China.

Among them, Rashford's fan count could be described as exaggerated.

"Rashford, don't dwell on last season. Just play well this season!"

"Rashford, let me see what you can do!"

Rashford is a somewhat controversial player, with the most controversial aspect among fans being last season.

Last season, Rashford endured a very terrible year, scoring only 8 goals in 38 Premier League matches.

That sounds okay.

But you must know, the season before last, Rashford scored 18 goals in the Premier League!

Last season's goal tally was only a fraction of the season before last; such a situation usually only happens if a player is injured.

"... Last season, Rashford was not injured, and in fact, he was almost fully fit."

"Although his on-field performance was poor, Ten Hag still gave him many chances; now it depends on whether Rashford can find his true self again."

"Yes, a few years ago, I remember talking with He Wei, back when Ten Hag first arrived at Manchester United; I always felt he had some prejudice against Rashford, but now it is indeed much better; last season, Ten Hag also gave Rashford chances."

"Hmm, the problem is that Rashford failed to seize those chances!"

"... He may need more time, because the problem Rashford is facing now is psychological; I feel that sometimes such problems are more serious than physical injuries."

The camera cut to Rashford on the field.

Rashford, as soon as he received the pass, the stands immediately erupted with fans' screams.

Can Rashford, who went through a low point last season, find himself again this season!

Dribbling!

The defending player moved up; Rashford did a step-over in place, swaying slightly, then suddenly accelerated.