Chapter 866: You're Right, But This Is Just GG Explosion, Aba Aba

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【Holy shit, we actually f***ing won, damn it, Coach Escriba!】

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【Asking if I don't understand: does this 3:2 mean the national football team is advancing to the quarterfinals? I remember this is the World Cup, not the Asian Cup, right?】

"Wow!"

Escriba jumped onto Tang Ye from the front.

The Chinese team's head coach wasn't light, but for a professional athlete like Tang Ye, it was still quite easy.

But...

Tang Ye was indeed far too exhausted right now.

"Damn it."

With that cry, Tang Ye tumbled to the ground, taking Escriba down with him.

"Haha!"

Escriba seemed even more excited than Tang Ye; lying on the grass, he raised both hands upward: "Vamos!!!"

"Shit, calm down a bit!"

Tang Ye pushed the coach away and quickly scrambled up from the ground: "You're covered in sweat; it's all sticking to me, damn it."

"Hey, isn't your sweat no less than mine? Your entire shirt is soaked!"

"I'm the one playing the match; isn't it normal for me to sweat? You're a civil official; how did a civil official break out in such a sweat!"

"Haha! Fuck!"

Scolded like that, Tang Ye stopped bickering with Escriba, went to the sideline, picked up a bottle of mineral water, and washed his hands.

Click-click!

Click-click-click!

There were at least fifteen photographers in front of him, each shouldering a camera and unleashing a barrage of shots straight at Tang Ye's head.

Clenching his right fist and pounding his chest, then extending an index finger to point at the lens, Tang Ye wrote his name across the photographers' lenses.

"Tang Ye!"

"Tang Ye!"

"National Football Team, awesome!!!!"

"Damn, you're awesome, Tang Ye!"

Thinking of the comforting words the fans had shouted to him at the end of the first half, Tang Ye felt unbearable distress now, so he actively walked toward the stands near the player tunnel.

"The Round of 16 isn't enough!"

"Last World Cup we made the Round of 16, and now it's still just the Round of 16; don't look down on us, alright!"

"Wow!!"

"Haha! Damn, awesome Tang Ye! You f***ing are my father!"

Check Dongqiu Di match report: Dawn has broken! The national football team defeated Spain 3:2 in extra time, advancing to the quarterfinals for the first time in team history. Tang Ye contributed one goal and one assist, covering a frantic 16.2 km during the match. (Comment count: 1,023,568)

The two accompanying photos showed Tang Ye's sliding knee celebration and Fei Nandao's knockoff Thunder Yatalis armor, with Chinese fans raising their hands in celebration visible in the distant background of the stands.

It somehow felt like something was missing...

Hmm, at a time like this, golden championship confetti should be drifting through the sky!

"Hiss... Oh my god, I still haven't fully accepted it yet."

"Haha, that's normal!"

"World Cup quarterfinals; this is the best result in the history of the Chinese team. Reaching the quarterfinals in only their third World Cup appearance, the Chinese team's achievement is truly not bad, hehe."

"Haha, Instructor Zhang, right now I have the urge to present trophies to the players on the field."

"Oh, that's normal! If I could, I'd want to do that too, haha!"

Check Dongqiu Di secondary pinned post: Tang Ye named Man of the Match in the China vs. Spain game, currently maintaining a 100% MVP rate across four World Cup matches.

【#NationalFootballTeamVsSpain】

【#NationalFootballTeam3BeatSpain2AdvanceToQuarterfinals】

【#China3BeatSpain2】

【#NationalFootballTeamForeignAidArmorCombines】

【#SpainLost】

As the biggest dark horse of this World Cup's group stage, the Chinese team maintained their identity in the knockout rounds.

If the Round of 16 opponent had been Japan, fans of the national football team would certainly have expected an advance to the quarterfinals.

But the Round of 16 opponent was Spain...

Damn it, whatever; Laozi insists on playing in the quarterfinals, so even Spain must die!

"Ole ole ole~"

"I immediately stand beyond a thousand mountains~ listening to the wind sing~ the sounds of heaven~~"

"The years have already changed~ yet my heart remains free and easy~~"

"I sing loudly beyond ten thousand li..."

The home team's locker room was quite lively; Escriba heard the commotion from far away.

Walking over to take a look, he was surprised to discover that Tang Ye was not in the room; he was leaning against the wall by the doorway, seemingly deep in thought about something.

"What's wrong?"

"Captain not going in? You can't sing?"

Hearing the voice, Tang Ye looked up, looking a little flustered: "Mm, oh, Mr. You go in first, I… have some things to take care of."

"Oh."

Escrivá nodded, walked a few steps toward the doorway, then stopped again: "You're planning to look for Rodri?"

"…"

Tang Ye didn't speak, just looked at his own eyes, which let Escrivá realize one thing: his guess was correct.

"There's nothing to say about it, that's just how matches are, you won, you won."

"…"

"I know, but."

Tang Ye turned his head, glanced toward the end of the corridor: "For him, this might not be that easy to take."

"…That is true, I suppose."

Placing a hand on Tang Ye's shoulder and giving it a pat, Escrivá said no more and went into the locker room first himself.

"Wow!"

A voice came from inside the room — sure enough, the coach who had just entered the locker room got splashed with water by the players.

Outside, Tang Ye kept looking toward the end of the corridor, pinching his own earlobe, thought for a moment, then walked over anyway.

The away team's locker room was very quiet, with only one Gavi standing outside.

Before the match Gavi had asked Tang Ye for a jersey, but now the two seemed to have already forgotten about it.

Seeing Tang Ye come over, Gavi raised a hand in greeting: "Here to get someone?"

"Mm… it's nothing, I was just passing by to check…"

Tang Ye waited outside for a while, until Rodri came out.

Seeing Tang Ye, Rodri didn't seem surprised, walked over with palms upturned: "Don't be upset, no need. You won, you won."

Seeing his teammates were about to come out, Rodri told Tang Ye that if there was anything, they could talk privately later.

"…Mm, okay."

Tang Ye and Rodri bumped fists, then quickly left.

Coming over on purpose, then waiting in the corridor for so long, and in the end it seemed like nothing was really talked about?

But there was nothing to be done about it — Rodri said they'd talk later, probably he needed some time to cool down too.

Thinking from Rodri's perspective, he really might not be able to accept the current result in a short time…