Chapter 810: I Won Three Premier League Titles in the Past Six Seasons

"Vamos!!!"

The substitute players were rushing toward the center of the pitch.

Along the way, they encountered some Chelsea players standing on the grass in contemplation; Mount, Lukaku, and others looked somewhat dejected.

This draw meant little to Chelsea, or rather, it was expected.

But as the fans now saw, Chelsea had become the supporting cast for Manchester United's early title clinch.

"Come on, come on!"

Tang Ye gestured for Mata to run faster.

Once his teammate arrived, Tang Ye embraced Mata from the front and then lifted him straight up into the air: "Vamos, Mata!"

"Roar——!!!"

"Wow!"

【Witnessing history!】

【Witnessing history again, brothers; as expected, it has to be Manchester United!】

【Three Premier League titles! You're right, but this is GGBond; follow it up with three consecutive Champions League titles, and you're invincible.】

【The world has suffered under Manchester United for too long! But why does the person who can sanction them still not appear!】

【66666】

It was the early morning hours, yet fans in China were in a state of extreme excitement.

Perhaps the happiest people in the world are Manchester United fans?

Oh, no!

Strictly speaking, the happiest should be those who support both Manchester United and the Chinese national team.

A true Red Derby, true happiness!

Steady happiness!

Of course, that's provided you don't look at the draw results for this World Cup; that was an accident.

"Glory Glory Man United!"

"And now we are the champions and there is no one left to beat!"

"United! We are the Man United!"

Ten Hag was tossed straight into the sky by the Manchester United players on the field.

Mata, for his part, was thoughtful; he did not celebrate on his own but instead went to find Cristiano Ronaldo.

At that moment, Cristiano Ronaldo was making his way from the substitutes' bench toward the pitch.

Unlike the others, Cristiano Ronaldo was not running.

He was walking, and walking very slowly.

"Roni!"

Mata called out, approached Cristiano Ronaldo, and placed a hand on his shoulder: "Hurry up! What are you hesitating for?"

"I am walking."

"Not walking; you need to run!"

Mata shouted into Cristiano Ronaldo's ear: "You need to join in!"

"We are the Premier League champions!"

Seeing Cristiano Ronaldo still hesitating, Mata roared a few more times: "When was your last Premier League title?"

"Hurry up!"

Grabbing Cristiano Ronaldo's hand, Mata quickly ran toward the teammates who were celebrating.

"Bravo, Tom!"

"Viva, viva! (Long live!)"

"Tang Ye, you're fucking awesome! (Chinese)"

Amidst the many English phrases, one sentence in Chinese made Tang Ye immediately turn his head; spotting an Asian face in the first tier of the stands, he gave a thumbs-up: "Keep it low-key!"

"Tom!"

Dembélé came over and handed Tang Ye a new jersey.

This was today's champion's limited edition; aside from the size, every other detail of each player's shirt was identical.

On the front of the jersey were the Manchester United crest and the sponsor Adidas logo, along with a prominent Premier League trophy emblem.

The back was dominated by a huge Arabic numeral "3."

The Adidas designers and Manchester United's logistics staff seemed intent on currying favor with Ten Hag, since "3" happened to be the number of Premier League titles Ten Hag had led Manchester United to win.

If it were any more obvious, they could have added a sentence above the numeral "3": The Ten Hag Era.

Past prosperity is in the past; now it's time to say goodbye.

Let us spread our arms and embrace the Ten Hag Era!

"Tom, why are you so amazing!"

Fans in the lowest tier of the stands were singing praises of Tang Ye's greatness, while the Manchester United captain kept repeating "low-key" under his breath.

"Brother, we were already eleven points ahead; winning the title was all part of the plan."

Tang Ye spread his hands, indicating to the fans that he wasn't particularly excited today.

Because he had known long ago that the team would secure this season's Premier League title; as captain, he had already fully enjoyed this "anticipated joy."

"Too strong, Tom!"

A Manchester United fan kissed the top of Tang Ye's head and then placed his baseball cap on Tang Ye's head.

This fan's head size was about the same as GGBond's, so his baseball cap sat perfectly steady on Tang Ye's head, the kind that wouldn't shake off no matter how much you shook it.

"Bravo, Tom!"

"Is the Champions League title next?"

The fan before him seemed a bit too arrogant; Tang Ye stepped forward and stood right in front of the supporter.

With only about half a meter between them now, Tang Ye placed his index finger against his lips: "Shh!"

"Nice, Tom! Champions League champions!"

"Champions League champions!"

"..."

He had wanted the fans to calm down a little, but it now seemed impossible.

"Sing up for the champions! (Singing for the champions!)"

"There's only one United! (There is only one Manchester United!)"

"Champione, champione! Champions, champions!"

"Oh we! Oh we! Oh we! (We, we, we!)"

"Champione, champione!"

"Oh we! Oh we! Oh we!"

"..."

【2021-22 Premier League Champions】

【Manchester United】

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"Sing up for the champions," meaning "Sing for the champions," was the theme of the homepage banner on Check Dongqiu Di after the match.

"Fuck you, shit!"

Tang Ye kicked open a trash can placed beside the player tunnel, followed by a crowd of Manchester United players.

"Not that easy! (It's not that easy!)"

Rodri sighed with emotion.

Tang Ye turned around, walking backward while shrugging at Rodri: "But we're champions in the end. Even if we'd lost to Chelsea, it wouldn't have mattered; it would just have been a bit later. We'd have won the title next month."

"Oh, no!"

"No need to wait; it's today."

Fan Fan Dejiahe spread his arms wide, pulling both Tang Ye and Dembélé into a hug.

"Haha!"

Glug glug!

Dembélé gulped down one-third of the water in his hand, then used the bottle as a microphone to interview Tang Ye: "Tom, having won your third Premier League title in your career, how do you feel right now?"

"Oh, haha, well, this..."

Suddenly interviewed by Dembélé, Tang Ye needed a moment to think about exactly what to say.

"These are all what we deserve, because the opponents we faced in the league this season were all weak. They couldn't beat us, so naturally we won the title."

"Shit! You'd better say that when facing the reporters too."

"Of course; I'll say exactly that to the reporters in a moment."

Tang Ye waved his hand.

Of course, this was just a joke; Manchester United's captain was Ten Hag's disciple, not Ten Hag himself, so he wouldn't speak like Ten Hag did.

"OK, that's very good then."

Dembélé spoke, mimicking a reporter's tone.