Portuguese Superstar Legendary Chest

Portuguese Superstar Legendary Chest

At 37, you made your second Eredivisie competitive start, scoring 2 goals while helping the team complete a brilliant counterattack. As the third-to-last player to touch the ball, you did not receive an assist, but you did not show your disappointment on your face, because at 37, you were the team's only pillar.

Portuguese Superstar Chest → Portuguese Superstar/Legendary Chest: 90% chance of obtaining a superstar-tier skill, 10% chance of obtaining a legendary player skill.

A legendary chest!

After hearing the system's post-match settlement, Tang Ye's eyes lit up.

Two goals, plus creating a clear-cut chance that helped his teammate score—this was the first time Tang Ye had achieved such a feat in his career, successfully triggering the system's additional reward.

A 10% chance of opening a legendary chest! Looking at the button beneath the chest, Tang Ye did not rush.

Opening a chest was something that required caution. Tang Ye decided to finish today's post-match interview first.

This was Tang Ye's first time being interviewed on the pitch. The reporter interviewing him was a blonde woman who looked to be in her early thirties.

"Tang, two goals at the age of sixteen. Congratulations!"

The female reporter smiled as she greeted Tang Ye, who had walked over to the advertising boards.

She started by showering him with praise, making Tang Ye a little embarrassed. He simply rubbed his face and said nothing.

Young players were usually somewhat shy. Tang Ye was actually among the better ones in that regard.

"You started and scored twice in the previous match, and today you started and scored twice again. Utrecht fans are praising you as the team's future. What do you think?"

The team's future? Tang Ye took a step back. "Oh, I'm very grateful for the fans' trust, but it's still too early to say that. My coach told me during training that my talent is actually only average by Eredivisie standards. I don't really want the fans to place too many expectations on me."

The reason Tang Ye did not want fans to have high expectations of him was because he did not want to bear that kind of pressure.

That kind of pressure could keep a person awake at night!

Tang Ye's unusual mindset was something the reporter noticed, but the female reporter's attention was completely drawn to his previous remark.

"Tang, do you mean your coach thinks you aren't talented?"

"Yes, that's right. I know it myself too."

Tang Ye nodded. "I used to think talent was extremely important for a player, but now my view has changed."

"Could you explain that in more detail?"

"Mm, of course. I'm an example myself. Two months ago, my footballing ability was still at a very poor level, but after two months of extra training, it's improved very quickly."

The moment extra training came up, Tang Ye was instantly wide awake. "You know, I train extra until 9:30 every night, and sometimes until 10."

The female reporter frowned. "Extra training—were you forced to do it?"

"No, no, no. Voluntarily. It was definitely voluntary."

Tang Ye explained, "The coach never required me to do that, but I still chose to set tasks for myself. That's why I can stand here today."

"Oh my God!"

The female reporter suddenly understood.

What genius youngster was there? It was simply quiet hard work behind the scenes!

The female reporter's gaze toward Tang Ye shifted from curiosity to admiration.

"Okay, one final question."

The female reporter took a small slip of paper from her pocket. "Tang, reports say you have returned to the first-team cafeteria. Is that true?"

Tang Ye nodded. The female reporter then said she wanted to ask him a few questions about Utrecht's first-team cafeteria.

"Ask away."

Tang Ye shrugged carelessly.

Didn't she just want him to prove he had returned to the first-team cafeteria?

Since Erik ten Hag had been investigated by the football association and the Dutch Youth Protection Association, Tang Ye had been eating in the first-team cafeteria. It had been at least half a month by now.

What was there in the first-team cafeteria that he did not know? "All right, first question. How many chefs are there in Utrecht's first-team cafeteria?"

!!!

"Damn, you're putting me in a really difficult position!"

In the locker room, Erik ten Hag backed Tang Ye into a corner. "You bastard, the football association is definitely coming to investigate our base again. And that damn Youth Protection Association too. Fuck, what does this have to do with them?"

"Because Tang is only sixteen, even as a foreign national, he is protected by youth laws."

Mitchell van der Gaag reminded him.

"So why didn't you answer the reporter's question?"

Erik ten Hag spread his hands at Tang Ye.

To Tang Ye, it had merely been a few casual words in front of a reporter.

But for Erik ten Hag, he not only had to submit a report to the football association, he also had to accept supervision from the Dutch Youth Protection Association.

"I couldn't help it. They asked me how many chefs there were in the kitchen. What was I supposed to do? It's not like I eat the chefs."

"..."

Erik ten Hag covered his face with both hands. "You're too naive. Next time something like this happens, you can refuse to answer. It'll save us a lot of trouble."

So that was an option!

Tang Ye chewed the gum in his mouth, not having expected that he could handle it that way.

Still, his interview had caused head coach Erik ten Hag trouble, which made Tang Ye feel that he had not wasted all those words.

That hateful Erik ten Hag deserved to be properly monitored by the Youth Protection Association!...

Utrecht Evening News front-page headline—Royal Dutch Football Association staff hoped to obtain surveillance footage from the first-team cafeteria to prove that Erik ten Hag had not abused youth academy players, but Utrecht refused to provide the footage, believing it to be "inappropriate."

Dongqiudi: Scoring braces in consecutive matches, young overseas player Tang Ye delivers a godlike performance to help the home side advance to the next round of the Dutch Cup. Could China be about to produce a top-tier attacking midfielder? After the match, the team bus took the players back to the base, and Erik ten Hag immediately dismissed them to go home and rest.

Since it was Sunday, Tang Ye did not need to stay at the training ground for extra training. He returned straight to the dormitory.

"Hey, Tang, want to play FIFA?"

He ran into Zaka at the stairwell, who wanted to play games with him, but Tang Ye raised a hand and refused.

He had something very important to do tonight.

Open the chest!

After returning to his dorm, Tang Ye, who had already showered, washed his face again, then carefully washed both hands with hand soap.

He sat down at his computer desk.

Open Portuguese Superstar/Legendary Chest?

Hiss—

Phew...

Tang Ye regulated his emotions with his breathing.

He had not been this nervous in a long time! It could not be helped—this was a legendary chest! And a Portuguese legendary chest at that! Bang! The chest opened, revealing clues one by one, just like in the FIFA game Tang Ye played.

1. Portuguese nationality. 2. Club/national team captain.

3. 15+ goals in a single league season. 4. Came through Sporting CP.

!!!

The clues did not say whether this was a superstar chest or a legendary chest, but Tang Ye already had a guess.

A Sporting CP product, with a peak market value over 70 million euros—the threshold for a superstar chest—and a prolific striker capable of scoring more than fifteen goals in a single season.

Holy shit! Tang Ye was extremely, extremely excited.

Because he had a feeling that he was about to gain incredible shooting ability! Hiss—

He took a deep breath. Before even receiving the skill, Tang Ye had already begun to worry.

How was a midfielder supposed to explain suddenly having top-tier shooting ability?

It was fine. When the time came, he could just say he had gotten lucky!

The chest fully opened, and the red player portrait gradually became clear.

Tang Ye clenched both fists tightly.

Come on!

Stop hiding, Cristiano. Just come out already!

You have obtained Bruno Fernandes's First Touch Module (Superstar-tier).

Huh?...