First, open the National Football Team section.
Inside, it shows the level of trust and support he has from the head coach to the players.
Ivankovic 【50 / 100】
Huang Dalei 【55 / 100】
Xie Wenneng 【52 / 100】
Wei Shihao 【100 / 100】
Tang Yi chuckled. Xiao Weizi was still AS straightforward AS ever, completely trusting him after just one match.
But the next second, he frowned slightly.
Since Wei Shihao supported him 100%, why didn't he get his Star Player skill?
He pulled back the ability module to confirm it was correct.
Staring at the system for a while, Tang Yi somewhat had a clue.
The key lay in the words “Star Player.”
In the current National Football Team, those who could be called Star Players were probably only Wu Lei and the distinctive goalkeeper from Taishan, Huang Dalei.
The others were still a bit lacking.
It seemed the system was quite rigorous. Understanding this, Tang Yi no longer dwelled on it.
He continued to check his support within the National Football Team.
After all, they were all Dragon Country people. Besides Wei Shihao's 100%, the support of others for Tang Yi was generally between 30 and 50.
Tang Yi's prestige in the National Football Team was also fixed at 【50 / 100】.
Needless to say, gaining the recognition and support of coaches and teammates was a necessary path to becoming a team leader.
A 50% support rate was considered half successful.
He just didn't know if there would be any changes when Wu Lei, who was out due to injury, or several naturalized players joined the National Football Team.
Given the system's nature, it was hard to say.
But no matter what.
Everything was developing in a good direction.
If all went smoothly, with a few more important matches, AS long AS he performed well and led the team to victory, his support within the National Football Team would undoubtedly soar.
He wasn't too far from getting his first Superstar skill!
He clenched his fist.
Tang Yi then opened the Real Madrid section.
Mbappé 【-10 / 100】
Bellingham 【-20 / 100】
Vinicius 【-30 / 100】
Rodrygo 【-10 / 100】
...
Güler 【-40 / 100】
Vallejo 【-50 / 100】
Rüdiger 【0 / 100】
Valverde 【0 / 100】
Modric 【8 / 100】
A long list of negative numbers.
He hadn't even met his teammates yet, and he was already a rotten apple?
There was no hatred without reason.
After a moment's thought.
Tang Yi guessed that the 55% image rights issue had leaked, causing dissatisfaction among most people.
AS for why Güler and Vallejo's values were so low...
He wasn't clear about the former.
AS for the latter, it was probably because he had surpassed him in annual salary and taken his number 18 jersey for the second half of the season.
Fortunately, there were Rüdiger and Valverde; although their support rates were 0, compared to negative numbers, it was somewhat of a psychological comfort.
And Modric's support value, reaching 8% in just one day, was quite a pleasant surprise...
Looking further down.
Ancelotti 【-30 / 100】
Tang Yi wiped his face heavily.
The head coach must be annoyed with him!
If this continued.
He would grow mushrooms on Real Madrid's bench!
He glanced at his phone calendar.
There were still about two months until the end of La Liga's winter break and Real Madrid's first official match against Valencia.
Squinting at Real Madrid's team prestige 【-28 / 100】.
Tang Yi rubbed his chin helplessly.
The biggest problem now was that his strength didn't match Real Madrid's first team; at most, he was on the same level AS Vallejo.
It definitely wouldn't be enough to impress Ancelotti in training.
At present, this tempting cake of a system was there to be seen but not eaten.
Whether it was increasing worship value, upgrading personal prestige, or gaining abilities by conquering Real Madrid Star Players, it all required a certain amount of time to accumulate; there was no immediate combat power that could be used short-term.
So for now, he still had to rely on his own strength to cope with daily training...
It seemed everything had entered a dead end.
All were unsolvable problems.
But Tang Yi was not one to complain.
He scanned the system panel back and forth a few more times, his gaze falling on the 60 Free Kick Accuracy.
Real Madrid currently had no true free kick master in their squad; Rodrygo, who had the highest direct goal conversion rate, could only be considered passable.
Although he didn't know the free kick accuracy of other players.
He could imagine that no one could reach 100 accuracy; reaching 80 would probably be considered top-tier.
His 60 accuracy was likely not low.
Practicing diligently on this basis, coupled with his past life's match experience, he might be able to change Ancelotti's perception.
With this AS a buffer.
He could then systematically increase his support within the team, striving to obtain his first Star Player ability at Real Madrid AS soon AS possible.
Thinking of this.
Tang Yi felt much more at ease.
After all, life was only scary when there were no goals...
His phone suddenly rang with a series of notifications.
Tang Yi's thoughts were pulled back to reality.
It was all a bombardment of messages from his mom, saying something about saving money for him to get a wife...
He replied, “Women will only slow down my running speed,” then thought about it and changed it to “It doesn't cost 500,000 euros to get a wife in the Northeast” and sent it.
A few seconds later.
A reply arrived.
“What if Real Madrid doesn't want you anymore? The money is kept for you AS a fallback...”
Tang Yi chuckled and didn't reply again.
Another series of beeps.
A message from Tokic arrived, the content only “Go for it.”
Staring at the word for a few seconds.
Tang Yi lay down and fell asleep.
He woke up again in the evening.
He showered and dressed neatly.
Tang Yi picked up his phone and dialed...
“Hey, Captain, want to hang out tonight?”
Friendship also needed to be nurtured.
Modric's support for him, 【8 / 100】, was the highest in the team, so he naturally had to strike while the iron was hot.
8 PM.
Tang Yi appeared at an Italian restaurant he had specifically chosen.
This was Modric's favorite in his past life's memory.
“Tang, I suspect we might have known each other before!”
Modric, who had come for the appointment, frowned, smiling in surprise...
They chatted well during the meal.
Tomorrow was a Champions League match day, and Real Madrid would travel to Anfield to challenge Liverpool.
Tang Yi felt this had little to do with him, but still suggested ending early, which made Modric nod approvingly in secret.
When it came time to pay the bill.
Tang Yi demonstrated Dragon Country's characteristic by having already left a deposit at the bar, which further impressed Modric. Money wasn't the issue; it was rare for an 18-year-old to be so thoughtful.
After a small drink.
Modric's support increased from 8 to 13, which was a considerable gain.
Crucially, he also learned a lot about his teammates' true personalities in private.
This would greatly help him increase his support, which Tang Yi urgently needed at the moment.
“Tang, thank you for the dinner.”
Stepping out of the restaurant door.
Modric thanked him with a smile, then changed the subject, “Almost forgot, Carlo asked me to inform you that the team will depart for Liverpool tomorrow morning for the Champions League match, and you're coming along too.”
Carlo?
Ancelotti?
He didn't expect the other party to take him to an away Champions League match.
Tang Yi rubbed his chin, somewhat surprised.
...
Tang Yi's joining Real Madrid didn't cause any ripples in European football.
Apart from the extensive coverage by Dragon Country media, there was almost no news in other countries' sports newspapers. Even *AS* and *Marca*, Real Madrid's mouthpieces, only mentioned him briefly in the corners of their pages and then moved on.
However, Barcelona's *World Sports News*.
Published the news of Real Madrid signing Tang Yi on its fifth page, in the football gossip section.
“Congratulations to Real Madrid, they have found a replacement for ‘Mr. World Number One’ Mbappé, and that is the forward from Dragon Country, Tang! We wish them good luck...”
Barcelona fans ridiculed him to the fullest.
Real Madrid fans, however, uncharacteristically did not retaliate. Like *AS* and *Marca*, they chose to ignore Tang Yi's arrival at Real Madrid, not even mentioning his name when bragging with slurred speech after too much beer.
No one put pressure on the team.
No one came to the base gate early in the morning holding signs, mocking Tang Yi's Dragon Country identity.
No one told Tang Yi to get out AS soon AS possible; he was simply ignored.
In the early morning, Real Madrid Sports City was incredibly quiet; one could hear the gentle breeze rustling the training ground grass.
The sun had just peeked over the horizon.
Tang Yi appeared at the base's fitness center.
Following his usual routine, he first did strength training, then outdoor jogging for a warm-up, followed by several sets of ball training on an empty training field, and then 30 minutes of free kick shooting.
3 out of 20.
His highest hit rate was from the top of the arc, slightly to the right, about 24 meters out.
This result was not ideal in training.
But everything was difficult at the beginning.
Nevertheless.
Diligence and hard work were the secrets to maintaining competitive form.
After eating.
Tang Yi followed Real Madrid staff to the airport and boarded Real Madrid's private jet...
...
