Soccer: Only 16, and You Want Me to Retire and Come Back?
Chapter 889

Can Chinese Football Really Be Inferior to Foreigners?

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"This World Cup has been the most exciting one in recent years."

Those were Wes Morgan's exact words on a radio program.

During that program, Morgan also made his support for Portugal clear, sticking to his usual view—Cristiano Ronaldo was greater than Lionel Messi.

The Portugal-Argentina semifinal was certainly worth watching, but China's match of repaying France's favor had even more appeal. At least judging by ticket prices, tickets for the repayment match were around 15% more expensive.

Rodri, de Jong, and Matthijs de Ligt had all fallen one after another in the war to take down TY, their heads ruthlessly chopped off.

Next up was Ousmane Dembélé. Whether he could block China national football team's path forward was indeed a question well worth considering.

Tang Ye and Dembélé were quite something too. After eleven at night, they kept interacting on ins as if their match had already ended.

[Dembélé: Why did we draw China? (crying) (crying) (crying)]

[Tang Ye: Haha, it's fine. We're not as strong as you think, so don't worry too much.]

[Dembélé: No, Tom, I mean... I feel a little bad about knocking you out.]

[Tang Ye: ...]

[Tang Ye: (middle finger) (spanking) (insult)]

[Dembélé: Do you think I can win next year's Ballon d'Or if I win the semifinal?]

[Tang Ye: You can, brother. I think you can. (thumbs up)]

They chatted from eleven at night until after one in the morning, practically using ins like WeChat. Their chain of replies stretched on forever, with every message receiving at least five hundred likes.

Dembélé was truly absurd. He straight-up asked Tang Ye whether he could win the 2023 Ballon d'Or. It was hard not to suspect that the two of them had been paid by Meta to farm traffic on ins.

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