"Xuuu!!!"
"Fuck China!"
"Fuck off!"
Boos rang out all across the stands.
As the losers, the United Arab Emirates fans vented their dissatisfaction with the China national football team.
However, not all the home fans were swearing. A considerable number of UAE fans seemed to have anticipated the result beforehand.
The gap in raw strength between the United Arab Emirates and China was indeed too great. It was not something that could simply be erased by changing tactics.
Click, click!
Tang Ye received the MVP trophy on the pitch.
"Are you planning to reserve every MVP trophy for the entire final round of the World Cup qualifiers?"
the host teased.
"Ha! I don't know. It's great if I can win them, but it's fine if I don't. The important thing is winning the matches. Qualifying for the World Cup is what matters most."
To be honest, the Player of the Match trophy in the final round of the AFC Asian Cup qualifiers did not mean much to Tang Ye, because it was simply too easy for him to win.
Tang Ye did not even need to score or assist. Based on his passing and the number of chances he created alone, he could basically lock down the Player of the Match award.
"The final round of the AFC Asian Cup qualifiers will continue until next March. Before then, you'll need to balance club and national team duties. Will that be difficult for you?"
"Mm, of course."
He lifted his jersey to wipe away his sweat. Even though the stadium was air-conditioned, he was bound to be exhausted after running for an entire match.
"But it's fine. Everyone is in the same situation. It's the same with the European qualifiers next door. A lot of players from the top five leagues