"Uh, this..."
The commentator fell silent.
A full eight teams had entered the quarterfinals, yet the weakest side on paper had somehow drawn Manchester United.
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[Awesome, Tang Ye against Wu Lei, huh?]
[Does Brother Lei have a chance of coming on as a substitute? Anyone who watches La Liga, come and say something.]
[This is a China national football team civil war. Of course, that depends on whether King Wu gets to play. It all comes down to whether Unai Emery gives him a chance.]
Whether Unai Emery was willing to give Wu Lei an opportunity was indeed a question, but it clearly was not today's focus.
The camera cut to Unai Emery. The Yellow Submarine manager simply sat in his seat without saying a word, his face filled with shock at the draw result.
Though he had not finished speaking, the fans could probably imagine what Unai Emery was thinking right now.
This is fucking ridiculous. Why did I put the first white ball back...
"Manchester United against Villarreal... then Tang Ye has a chance to meet Wu Lei in the Champions League knockout rounds!"
"Hiss... this draw is certainly not very friendly for the Yellow Submarine, but I'm still looking forward to the match between Manchester United and the Yellow Submarine."
The commentators and fans watching the broadcast were surprised, but Manchester United, upon learning the result, were even more surprised.
"Didn't you say UEFA would target us?"
Rodri looked at Tang Ye beside him.
Clearly, the great Manchester United captain had just made an incorrect prediction.
Tang Ye had said Manchester United would be targeted by UEFA and draw a very strong opponent.
Yet Manchester United had drawn the weakest team on paper out of all possible opponents, completely proving Tang Ye's prediction wrong.
"I don't