Chapter 828

Dongqiu Di match report: Wales 1-0 Ukraine, qualify for World Cup for the first time since 1958, Bale scores own goal. (23,514 comments)

China's final opponent in Group C has finally been confirmed.

The good news is we now know who our opponent is and can start analyzing them.

But there's bad news too—we have to face Wales, centered around Bale.

For the Chinese team, they fear most players with violent, physical challenges.

Physical advantages are often impossible to overcome; the biggest problem is wanting to track back but being unable to catch up.

After the draw results were announced, Chinese football fans hoped Tang Ye or Escrivá would speak up, but these two were incredible—Escrivá was busy preparing dinner with Tenghahe and online defending Ronaldo's remarks about Tenghahe; Tang Ye was even more impressive, spending his days on the football pitch at Beijing Sports University doing who-knows-what.

"Beep!"

A whistle sounded from afar; Tang Ye began his run-up.

He aimed at the ball placed on the open ground ahead.

Pah!

A crisp sound rang out; the ball shot skyward, carrying blades of grass, as Tang Ye alternated his feet on the ground to complete the deceleration and finish.

"Alright?"

He looked to the cameraman behind, got a thumbs-up, and relaxed his body.

"No mistakes at all, King Tang."

Zheng Zhi walked over, clapping.

Though it was just basic passing and shooting drills, Tang Ye was incredibly steady—not a single error since half an hour ago.

This was truly excessive.

"Of course I have to be steady—the textbook can't have errors; I'm one of the authors."

Tang Ye joked: "Movements must be 100% standard, or if they learn it wrong, I'll be the one taking the blame."

When he learned he'd be participating in the football textbook compilation, Tang Ye was genuinely excited, feeling like he was dedicating himself to a great cause.

"Will a lot of people see this textbook?"

Tang Ye suddenly asked.

"No, only sports majors."

"This… okay."

A bit disappointed, but upon reflection, it made sense.

Football is far less important than Chinese or math; naturally, few would study textbooks written by someone like him.

"But I think many will buy this book because your name is on the cover."

"gg~bond!"

Zheng Zhi said Tang Ye's nickname in a strange tone.

"Hahaha!"

"Good, good."

Tang Ye shook his leg: "So, does that mean I'm now a cultural worker? The cultured kind."

"Hmm…"

Zheng Zhi nodded thoughtfully: "Technically yes, but you only filmed the teaching videos—you didn't actually write anything. Writing is left to the professors."

"I could help write too."

Tang Ye clearly wanted to write a book himself: "I could add sections to the book—like how Premier League teams should play. Hmm… not just that—I could cover other leagues too. Sigh… I understand Real Madrid so well, I'm not lying."

"This is an undergraduate textbook!"

Zheng Zhi interrupted.

Though the master was generous and willing to share his vast knowledge,

you must still consider your students' level—you can't teach blindly.

"But you could write some suggestions—put them at the very front of the book."

Zheng Zhi said, pulling his phone from his pocket: "Take a look at how the book is expected to look—the text is almost done; it should… yeah, be published in about two months."

【《Modern Football Theory and Fundamental Techniques》】

【Authors: Liu Hongming, Gu Chenchen, Tang Ye, Zheng Zhi】

【Beijing Sports University Press】

…

Italian journalist Romano: Man United has nearly completed contract renewal negotiations with Rodri; the player is expected to extend until 2027, with weekly salary no less than £400,000.

Man United official statement: Due to tactical salary negotiation issues, the club will not activate the extension clause in Ronaldo's contract.

Ronaldo's contract with Man United still has over half a month left, but due to his public attacks on Tenghahe, the club has decided to announce early that they will not renew his employment.

Attention now turns to Tenghahe.

Ronaldo is a legend; as a coach, Tenghahe must step forward to answer reporters' questions.

There are also transfer window matters—but compared to the Ronaldo incident, those are just side topics.

Click-click!

Click-click-click!

The scene was lively; before Tenghahe even sat down, photographers were snapping nonstop, and the front-row reporters even stood up and moved forward to get closer to Erik.

The Sun reporter shoved the microphone directly into Tenghahe 's eyes: "Erik, do you accept Ronaldo's accusations against you?"

"What's your opinion of Ronaldo's remarks? Do you think he's right?"

"Have you stolen the results of your players' hard work?"

"…"

"Calm down, calm down."

Tenghahe sat down on the chair.

He had prepared mentally beforehand, but the actual scene exceeded expectations: "I know you're all eager, but you need to quiet down so I can answer your questions."

As he spoke, Tenghahe stared at the Sun reporter.

"…"

After the reporters stepped back and posed new questions, Tenghahe finally spoke.

"Cristiano has a very negative view of me, but I understand why. Compared to over ten years ago when he first played for Man United, last season Ronaldo received far more privileges. I know he must have felt unbalanced."

"That's just how it is—football is a young man's game."

Click-click!

Tenghahe does not deny Ronaldo's past ability, but in his view, the returning Ronaldo was overly arrogant, and his aging, declining skills could no longer support his pride.

"He believes you targeted him?"

"…I know, but fundamentally, this is his problem."

Tenghahe 's expression darkened: "I put him on in the 80th minute—that was part of the tactical plan—but he saw it as an insult to him."

"I want to say: the team always comes before the individual. When I assess Ronaldo, I focus on his contribution to the team's overall performance, not his legendary past honors."

From Tenghahe 's response, this issue seems perfectly reasonable.

But Erik has been famous for years; many reporters know his flaws—perhaps even better than Ronaldo does.

"Ronaldo called you a rat, stealing the fruits of players' efforts…"

"No, no, no—this is absolutely impossible."

The reporter cut off the Daily Mail reporter's words: "Anyone with a brain knows this is impossible. If I were stealing the players' efforts, Man United couldn't have achieved so much. We've won… uh, three Premier League titles and two Champions League titles."

"But during that period, Tang Ye and Rodri played crucial roles."

"Can you prove you're not a rat?"

The Sun reporter suddenly said.

"Of course—how do you want me to prove it? I'll accept any proof."

The reporter tilted his head and said: "Can you take a DNA test to prove your genes contain no rat components?"

"?"

"Before coming here, we caught a healthy, fully grown rat in Manchester's sewer—we believe its genes are highly representative. If you want to prove you're not a rat, I want you to take a DNA test to show you have no genetic relation to rats."

"No, no, no—that's absurd. I have no reason to do that; it makes no sense."

"Then how will you prove it?"

"Or win a Premier League or Champions League title without Tang Ye."

"Well, I think that's a good idea."

Tenghahe shrugged: "I can try, but it'll take time—because Tang Ye is still very young."