People really were strange creatures.
The day after losing 1–0 away to Villarreal, Yang Yang felt completely different from the moment he opened his eyes. It was as if the huge stone that had been weighing on his chest had finally fallen away, leaving him feeling completely relaxed.
He brushed his teeth and washed his face leisurely, went downstairs for breakfast just as leisurely, and spent some time playing with his beloved son.
Did he look like someone who had just lost a match?
Even his wife, Su Ye, found it extremely puzzling. Wasn't this a little too abnormal?
When Yang Yang heard Su Ye trying to comfort him, he immediately burst out laughing.
"I'm fine. Really, nothing's wrong," Yang Yang said with an unconcerned smile.
Su Ye didn't believe him. How could nothing be wrong?
Knowing Yang Yang as she did, how could losing a match have no effect on him?
That was absolutely impossible!
Yet Yang Yang really did look as if nothing was wrong, making Su Ye suspect that he had bottled everything up inside.
"I feel completely relaxed. Really," Yang Yang replied with absolute certainty.
Su Ye couldn't understand. He had lost the match, yet he felt more relaxed?
"Since the winter break, our form hasn't been ideal. It's been up and down and very unstable. On the one hand, we've been doing intensive physical training; on the other, there have been injuries, adjustments to our form, and other reasons. Some of them were within our control, and some weren't. But now, more than a month has passed."
"On the night of the FIFA Golden Ball Award ceremony, I ran into Ancelotti. He told me to keep our form as steady as possible, otherwise we would eventually lose a match because of all the fluctuations. And