Just like Beckham back then.

Januzaj was a bit stunned as well. He patted Ye Chen on the shoulder and asked, "Are you okay?"

Ye Chen forced a smile. "I'm fine. Let's finish this match first!"

To be honest, he felt like crying.

But he knew he couldn't.

Because in this world, no one believes in tears.

Only by proving that he was strong enough could he survive in this hostile environment.

He had to admit, the Chinese Football Association had quite a way of making people sick!

Even though he didn't know why Manchester United had suddenly terminated his contract, he was sure it had something to do with them.

But this wasn't his loss—it was Manchester United's!

After all, with his system, he would undoubtedly become a legendary footballer in the future...

He had never doubted that!

"Hey, you look like an abandoned dog!"

As Ye Chen walked past a black player, the opponent suddenly spoke up.

"He's not a dog; he's a monkey..."

"So what if you got a goal and an assist? Manchester United doesn't want you anymore!"

"Hey, why not come to Liverpool? We'll get you some dog food!"

"..."

The taunts became increasingly vicious.

Ye Chen remained silent, but flames flickered in his eyes.

Manchester United cutting him was bad enough, but these Liverpool players were even more disgusting!

"Ye, are you alright?" Daheli approached with concern.

Kyliano also asked, "What's going on? You played so well today. Why would they terminate your contract?"

Ye Chen shook his head. "Don't ask me. I don't know either!"

Everyone stared at him, but Ye Chen clapped his hands hard and said, "Focus! The match isn't over yet!"

Only then did everyone snap back to reality and throw themselves back into the game!

Januzaj patted Ye Chen on the back. "Keep going!"

"Forget 'keep going.' Just pass me the ball when you get it!"

Since he couldn't stay, he would finish this match in style and make Manchester United witness his talent.

He wanted everyone to know that leaving Manchester United wasn't his loss—it was theirs!

The match resumed.

The ball landed at Sterling's feet.

This time, however, he didn't try to take on defenders alone but chose to coordinate with his teammates.

And to be fair, with their patient buildup, Sterling actually managed to get a shot off.

But after running the entire match, Sterling's stamina was drained, and his shot lacked power!

Goalkeeper Liam caught it easily. He didn't waste time—he saw Ye Chen signaling for the ball upfield.

Liam owed his starting position in this match to Ye Chen.

If Ye Chen hadn't scored a hat-trick against Jonathan, Solskjaer wouldn't have started him over the B-team's usual keeper.

So, seeing Ye Chen's signal, Liam booted the ball forward.

But... his pass was slightly off.

Fortunately, it was still within Januzaj's control.

Januzaj brought it down, and the Liverpool players immediately rushed back to defend.

At this moment, only two Liverpool U18 center-backs stood between Januzaj, Ye Chen, and the goal.

Regan and Sama!

At this stage of the match, many players were struggling to run.

Including Januzaj!

So when he got the ball, his speed slowed.

But the defenders were closing in. Ye Chen glanced at Januzaj and raised his hand, shouting, "Adnan, pass it to me!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Januzaj did.

In his mind, there was a simple equation: Pass to Ye Chen = Assist!

The ball reached Ye Chen's feet, and he, too, seemed to slow down. Regan stepped up to challenge him, while Sama kept an eye on Januzaj.

Seeing Ye Chen slow down, Regan breathed a sigh of relief.

But just as he adjusted his pace, Ye Chen suddenly accelerated.

With the outside of his foot, he nudged the ball left, as if preparing to cut inside.

Regan instinctively shifted his weight to follow.

But at that very moment, Ye Chen flicked the ball right with his toe.

Regan tried to adjust—but it was too late.

"Thud!"

He lost his balance and collapsed onto the ground!

The crowd collectively gasped...

"Oh my god! What did I just see?!"

In the commentary booth, Carragher shouted in disbelief. "That was a divine feint! Ye just sent Liverpool U18's captain Regan crashing to the ground!"

But Ye Chen wasn't finished!

Seeing Regan fall, Sama panicked.

He abandoned Januzaj and charged toward Ye Chen.

But after getting past Regan, Ye Chen took a small touch forward—then suddenly unleashed a powerful strike!

"Boom!"

The ball soared through the air!

When Regan rushed him, Ye Chen had already glanced at the keeper's position. That gave him an idea—an audacious one!

Carragher seemed to choke on his words. "Is he... is he going for a halfway-line lob?! Oh my god! He thinks he's Beckham—wait, Wehrlin is too far off his line! His footwork is messy… Oh no… Oh my god… What just happened?!"

Newbie commentator Scholes was completely speechless.

What did he just witness?

From midfield, Ye Chen had dribbled past a defender with an ankle-breaking move—then scored an outrageous long-range chip!

The ball seemed guided by destiny as it soared through the air and dipped into the goal!

"Oh my god, what kind of genius has Manchester United just lost?!" Scholes exclaimed, his eyes welling up with tears.

So what exactly happened on the pitch?

After shaking off Regan, Ye Chen, using his system's "long-shot guaranteed goal" feature, decided to go for it!

To be honest, he didn't know the exact limit of his long-shot ability—the system never specified—but he just felt like shooting!

Just like Beckham did back in the day!

The ball flew across half the pitch and into the penalty area.

Wehrlin could only watch in despair!

He saw the ball coming and immediately sprinted back, but no matter how fast he ran, he wasn't faster than the ball.

As he leaped desperately to punch it away, the ball dipped into the net just before he could reach it!

The stadium fell into stunned silence.

Then, a second later—

A deafening roar erupted from the stands!

The roof of Old Trafford felt like it was about to be blown off…

And while everyone was celebrating, the camera captured Ye Chen.

He didn't run around wildly.

He simply spread his arms wide and looked calmly towards David Gill's seat!

On the stands, David Gill's face was ashen.

A moment later, he got up and left.

But what was going through his mind, only he knew…

Damn the Chinese Football Association!

If they hadn't pressured him with that email, he never would have made such a stupid decision!

This was the player they called "lacking talent"?

A player with skills comparable to Beckham himself!