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Chapter 901: This Signature Is Fake, Tang Ye Told Me

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The quarterfinal match was held at Workers' Stadium in Beijing. As soon as he got off the high-speed train, Tang Ye bid farewell to his teammates and headed to the General Administration of Sport together with Escrivá.

"Ferran? You don't look very happy?"

Tang Ye noticed Escrivá's strange expression; the Spanish head coach kept staring out the window.

"Oh, really?"

"Obviously you are. Are you nervous about the match against South Korea?"

Tang Ye shrugged, acting nonchalant: "If playing against South Korea makes you this nervous, it's completely unnecessary. Be more confident, Ferran."

"Haha, I'm not as confident as you."

Escrivá reminded Tang Ye to stay humble.

Although the opponents in the Asian Cup were not as formidable as those in the World Cup, having reached the quarterfinals meant the teams they faced would certainly not be weak.

"Except for Japan and Qatar, I don't think the other teams pose much of a threat."

Tang Ye knew quite a bit about several Asian national teams; in his view, Escrivá had no need to worry at all: "You're always so tense."

"Alright."

Escrivá shook his head, glanced out the window again, then turned back: "You want to separate the Football Association from the Chinese league? Do you know how difficult that is?"

Tang Ye glanced at the driver in the front seat; the driver reacted immediately and quickly put on his earphones.

"Aren't you going to support me, Mr.?"

"No, no, no, this has nothing to do with support or lack thereof. I also think doing this is right, but you must know that even in England, separating the league from the Football Association is impossible; their management system is already extremely advanced."

Tang Ye nodded: "Yes, I know that. But our league is much weaker than the Chinese Super League; we have our own characteristics."

"The Premier League can't do it, but the Chinese Super League might."

"..."

Escrivá looked at Tang Ye before him; this guy seemed extremely confident about his plan: "Are you planning to use next year's Olympic Games as leverage? If... if it's just one Olympic Games, I think that's not enough."

"I don't know much about the Chinese Super League, but it's at least a top-tier league worth several billion renminbi."

Seeing Tang Ye remain silent, Escrivá continued speaking himself.

"Alright, then I need to remind you of something."

"If you do this, your relationship with the Football Association will become extremely strained, and you are the national team captain."

"Don't fall out with the Football Association; it won't benefit you," Escrivá cautioned.

"..."

"I'll try my best."

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"Capital Youth" — Tang Ye appears at the main campus of Peking University, preparing to collect his make-up graduation certificate.

June 23rd; by this time, most university students had already begun their summer break.

However, situations varied greatly among university students. Taking Peking University as an example, a very large proportion of students at the main campus had not returned home; some had only managed to buy train tickets for later dates, while others were simply eager to study.

Looking throughout the history of the Chinese nation, those diligent scholars always seemed luckier than others!

"Tang Ye!"

"Damn, Tang Ye, look at me, look at me!"

Tang Ye pressed his palms together, thanking the classmates surrounding him: "Thank you everyone, thank you."

"Tang Tang Qiuwang, I'm Peng Peng Haitao from Class 7, Grade 2022, School of Physics, and I formally challenge you!"

"Tang Qiuwang, Zhang Keke from the second year of the master's program at Peking University's School of Arts invites you to dinner!"

"Forget about getting your graduation certificate, Tang Tang Qiuwang, come to the playground and face me one-on-one!"

"..."

Tang Ye walked somewhat quickly, but he couldn't stop the enthusiasm of his classmates at all: "I know none of you are using your real names."

"You've already tricked me once."

"Haha!"

"Wow! Don't be like that, Tang Tang Qiuwang, my name really is Peng Peng Haitao, accept my formal challenge!"

Tang Ye stopped at the entrance of the office building, turned around, and gestured for everyone to calm down: "I know you all want to play a match, but today really isn't possible; my schedule is extremely full today, so I can't."

"Please, Tang Tang Qiuwang, just play one one-on-one game!"

Tang Ye spread his hands: "Actually, there's no need to rush. If you're all continuing your studies here, you'll still see me; I'll be studying here too."

"Wow!"

"Awesome, Tang Tang Qiuwang, so you're doing graduate studies, right!"

"Nice, nice, this is what makes you the GOAT."

"Tang Ye, can you stop hanging out with James? He's not a good person!"

"..."

Although his schedule was quite tight, Tang Ye still made time to give autographs to his classmates.

The items students handed over were mostly jerseys or footballs; many jerseys were counterfeit, but that didn't matter anymore.

At this moment, someone squeezed forward and handed Tang Ye a signed photo: "Tang Tang Qiuwang, take a look at this."

"Okay, okay, this one... what's wrong with this one?"

Tang Ye squinted; the fan had handed him a signed photo from his time at Borussia Dortmund.

"Tang Tang Qiuwang, I bought this on Taobao for 4,000 yuan; could you check if it's authentic?"

"Oh, that expensive?"

Tang Ye raised an eyebrow, took the signed photo, and examined it carefully from top to bottom.

"Uh... bro, this is fake."

"Wow!!!"

"Damn, so I got scammed?"

Tang Ye handed the autographed photo back to his classmate: "Hurry up and see if you can get a refund; this is obviously fake. My autographs are just scribbles; this one is too neat."

"So annoying."

"Hahaha!"

The duped classmate was quickly mocked; with no choice, he pulled out his phone to complain to the merchant: "I even bought it from a specialty football shop..."

【Taobao User: Boss, this autographed photo is fake; someone told me.】

【Customer Service Domi: It's real; all products in this shop are genuine.】

【Taobao User: I've already confirmed it's fake.】

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