Pinned: 5-1 rout of Barcelona, Manchester United crowned kings of Europe at the Stadium of Light!
Saint Ten Hag!!!
Fuck, I won't be able to sleep tonight.
Sleep my ass, it's already past five. Watch the award ceremony first.
King Tang, god!
Lewandowski's Ballon d'Or dream is shattered. What a pity, what a pity. But there was really nothing he could do against my GGBond.
240 million? 2.4 billion!
"Phew, phew..."
The sound of players gasping filled the pitch. Including Tang Ye, at least five Manchester United players were in tears.
Ashley Young was the most dramatic of them all. The former Manchester United captain sat on the ground, curled into a ball, with both arms covering his head.
Tang Ye slowly walked over.
He had not wanted to disturb Ashley Young, but after thinking it over, Tang Ye felt he could not leave him crying alone on the ground.
He was the captain. Comforting his teammates was one of a captain's responsibilities.
"Young!"
Tang Ye dropped to one knee. Ashley Young looked up at him, and his tears flowed even harder.
"Phew, phew, phew... Tom."
"..."
"Hey, it's okay, Young!"
Tang Ye spread his arms and hugged Ashley Young. "We're Champions League champions, Young."
Ashley Young raised his head and stared straight into Tang Ye's eyes. "Tom..."
"I did what I said I would."
Tang Ye gave him a thumbs-up, then ruffled Ashley Young's hair again.
"Phew..."
Rodri also knelt beside Tang Ye. After briefly comforting Ashley Young, Tang Ye took Rodri to find Erik ten Hag.
According to the scientific data, Erik ten Hag should still have been contagious. But the season was already over.
Besides, Tang Ye had great faith in his body. He believed that both he and Rod's antibodies were strong enough.
"Mr. Erik."
Tang