"Ha ha!"
When he reached the area below the stands, Tang Ye spread his hands at the fans in front of him, wearing a helpless expression.
Dembélé beside him saw it and copied Tang Ye's gesture.
"Fuck you!"
"Xuuu!!!"
Tang Ye was quickly showered with insults. He had only joined in the celebration, but Dembélé was a former Barcelona player after all. Naturally, he received some extra-special treatment at the Bernabéu from the Real Madrid fans.
"1–0!"
"Tang Ye scores, and Manchester United are in front!"
The commentator shouted.
In truth, more fans had expected Manchester United to score first, but no one had expected their goal to come from a Direct Free Kick. That caught people off guard.
Hiss...
By all rights, Real Madrid's wall should have been solid!
"Tom!"
De Ligt embraced Tang Ye and raised both hands toward the stands.
Too many fans across the way were cursing Tang Ye, so the Manchester United players decided to draw some of that attention away from their big brother.
"Hey, brother!"
A Real Madrid fan at the bottom of the eastern stand caught Tang Ye's attention. "You asked me for an autograph yesterday!"
"Oh, yes!"
The fan was naturally thrilled to be recognized by Tang Ye. Then the stands began chanting "TY," and that fan joined in with the booing.
"..."
Tang Ye sighed.
That guy liked GGBond because GGBond was amazing.
But compared to GGBond, he loved Real Madrid more, because Real Madrid was his home team.
After conceding, Zidane immediately pulled the Real Madrid players together and specifically emphasized their set-piece defending.
"Our wall was fine to begin with. They used a feint, and then the wall fell apart. We can't defend like that!"
"The players farther from the goalkeeper's side can't just run off. Varane, I'm