Chapter 755: The Hat-Trick at Tianhe Sports Center: Steady Happiness

"Eh Saint is completely ignoring Ten Hag now."

"Why should he care about Ten Hag? The national team is the national team, the club is the club; these things must be kept separate, okay?"

"Support Eh Saint; substituting Tang Ye at this moment is far too unstable; hurry up and practice the 4-4-2 formation again."

"It's a bit funny; there shouldn't be any major issues right now; the main focus is next year's Champions League knockout stage; for the Champions League knockout stage, it's better to let Tang Ye rest in advance."

"Still talking about the Champions League knockout stage? By the time it starts, we'll already be preparing to go to Qatar."

On the left flank at the far post, Wang Wang Shenchao received the pass from Zhang Zhang Yuning.

He prepared to pass back to Wu Xi.

At this moment, Zaabi suddenly closed in, preventing Wang Wang Shenchao from passing to Wu Xi.

With no other choice, Wang Wang Shenchao could only opt to dribble forward himself.

"Wow!!!"

The home fans' emotions surged; in such an atmosphere, Wang Wang Shenchao also made a very aggressive choice.

Crack!

The cross was delivered.

To the far post inside the penalty area!

Boom!

Jiang Guangtai and Abbas collided.

Neither of the two jumping players managed to reach the ball.

The ball was Kuai Yao Chu Jie!

Just then, Tang Ye suddenly rushed up from who knows where.

Less than half a meter from the right goalpost, Tang Ye took a running start, leaped, and headed the ball.

Goal!

"Tang Ye!!"

"A hat-trick!!"

"Tang Ye's hat-trick!!!"

They immediately checked the replay.

Tang Ye only charged forward after Wang Wang Shenchao delivered the cross, so there was absolutely no possibility of offside on this play.

4:1!

This was the Chinese team's fourth goal of the match.

Furthermore, it was also Tang Ye's hat-trick!

"Tang Ye! Tang Ye! Tang Ye!"

Arriving below the stands, Tang Ye casually picked a photographer, and the staff member decisively aimed the lens at Tang Ye.

In front of the camera, Tang Ye sequentially extended his index finger, middle finger, and finally his ring finger.

A total of three fingers represented Tang Ye's goal count for this match.

"..."

"Well, if that's the case, the Chinese team should be very secure in this match now."

"..."

"Beep, beep-beep—!!!"

"The match is over! This is the Chinese team's fifth victory in the twelve-team group stage of this Asian Games!"

Winning both Asian Cup qualifiers in November and securing their fifth win after defeating the UAE, the Chinese team's performance this month can be described as quite perfect.

For Chinese fans who always wander in a cycle of hope, frustration, and despair, this psychological journey of hope, excitement, and 'holy crap, awesome' is indeed excessively unfamiliar.

The most showy point is Tang Ye; he has scored in five out of six matches, and in the only match where he didn't score, he still registered an assist.

Damn it.

Ggbond, when will you ever lose a match!

They played so steadily that some fan in the stands started singing without anyone knowing who began it.

"I want steady happiness~"

"Capable of withstanding the cruelty of the apocalypse~"

"In the restless late night, to have a haven~~"

"I want steady happiness capable~ of withstanding the cruelty of the apocalypse~"

"In the restless late night~~ to have a haven~~~"

"Tang Ye!"

"Tang Ye!"

As the scene gradually became agitated, the Chinese team players on the field quickly rushed toward Tang Ye; within a few moves, several of them hoisted Tang Ye up, rendering any resistance from the latter useless.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Roar—!!!"

Beep-beep-beep-beep!!!

The emotions of the fans and players influenced each other; after Tang Ye was tossed into the air by his teammates, the fans in the stands finally could not hold back and tumbled over one after another.

Many security personnel were sitting on the track.

But it was of little use.

Because they were all college students working part-time.

College students possess no defensive capabilities.

"Don't do this! You can't go in!"

"You can't go in!"

The crowd grew larger; the poor college student security guards no longer knew what to do.

"Stop blocking them!"

A rough voice rang out; the speaker must be the legendary head of security.

"Young man, when there are this many people, don't try to block them!"

Hearing this, the college student security guard first stood frozen, his brain tangled as he thought for a moment.

After finishing his thoughts, he flung the cap off his head, turned around, and ran toward the direction of the Chinese national team players.

"Wow!!!"

"Awesome, awesome!!"

"Haha!"

Escrivá stood with hands in his pockets, wearing a smile, savoring the joy of victory.

However, what he hadn't expected was that the fans in the upper stands, unable to squeeze into the center of the pitch, would abandon the Chinese national team players and run straight toward Escrivá.

"Saint Escrivá!"

"Saint Escrivá!"

"..."

Escrivá's smile slowly vanished, replaced by a gradually furrowing brow.

He looked at Martí beside him: "What do they want to do?"

"... You should know what they want to do, Ferran."

"Well..."

Before Escrivá could finish speaking, Martí offered his suggestion: "We could actually start running now."

"... No rush."

Escrivá shook his head: "Running away directly isn't very good."

"Just say it if you want to celebrate."

Martí spread his hands: "I'm slipping away first."

"Don't do this!"

Escrivá reached out to grab Martí, but the Chinese national team assistant coach had already run off.

Hiss!

"I actually don't really want to celebrate either! Martí, don't do this!"

The words had barely left his mouth when several Chinese national team fans shouting "Saint Escrivá" surrounded him and literally lifted Escrivá off the ground.

Tossing him into the air!

"Ah!!"

Recovering from the initial terror, Escrivá's expression gradually turned excited; after a few seconds, he clenched his right fist tightly.

"Wow!!!!"

"China!!"

Check Dongqiu Di match report: Wu Lei scores to turn the tide; Tang Ye delivers a god-tier hat-trick revenge against Salih at the Guangzhou home ground; the Chinese national team defeats the UAE 4-1, successfully overturning Japan. (Comment count: 392,711)

Hot discussion: After six rounds with five wins and sixteen points, the Chinese national team needs only two more victories in the remaining four rounds to secure a direct ticket to the World Cup.

2022 Qatar World Cup Asian Qualifiers Third Round, Group B standings (as of the end of Round 6):

1. China, 16 points.

2. Japan, 14 points.

3. Oman, 7 points.

4. Saudi Arabia, 6 points.

5. UAE, 3 points.