Zhao Gang, walking onto the field amidst boos from the entire stadium, remained unfazed.

Guardiola, arms crossed, watched the young man from the stands.

He possessed a maturity beyond his years.

"Zhao Gang has finally entered the game! I know countless fans have been waiting for this moment. I believe tonight, Zhao Gang will conquer everyone with his brilliant performance!"

As soon as Zhao Gang entered the game, Mata paid special attention to him.

In the previous match, Mata completely neutralized Zhao Gang in the entire second half.

If the conflict between the players and manager Van Gaal hadn't escalated, they could have at least pulled back a goal.

Having defended so successfully last time, Mata was naturally even more confident today.

However, Mata had already run for seventy minutes, while Zhao Gang was fresh off the bench.

How could Mata, who had been sprinting across the field, defending, and attacking, compare to Zhao Gang's full stamina?

So, Zhao Gang, who had just entered the game, easily got rid of Mata's marking without much effort. After all, his 80 physical rating wasn't much different from Mata's.

Receiving the pass from the defender, Zhao Gang didn't think about dribbling. Instead, he stepped on the ball, looking at Mata and Blind, who was about to approach, as if in provocation.

A terrifying booing sound echoed throughout Old Trafford.

Was this guy still showing off at this time?

The team was behind and about to lose, and he was still playing around?

Guardiola frowned. He didn't dislike players showing off, but the purpose of showing off was to pass the ball, to attack.

Meaningless showboating was simply unacceptable.

Of course, Zhao Gang wasn't showing off by stepping on the ball. He just couldn't find a suitable route to pass the ball. And if he dribbled, he might get dispossessed, and everyone would know that his dribbling skills were substandard.

So, he could only do this, as if waiting for the defenders to rush over and steal the ball.

And Mata and Blind had already surrounded him at the same time.

Zhao Gang's behavior did make the two of them a little annoyed. They were already losing, and he still had the mind to play this childish game at Old Trafford?

Just as the two of them closed in, Phillip had been running all the way from the left.

Zhao Gang lightly tapped the ball, and it went directly through Mata's legs to Phillip's feet.

Mata clamped his legs together in time, but still let the ball pass through.

He was a little exasperated and lunged at Phillip.

Phillip feigned a dribble forward, but unexpectedly passed the ball back to Zhao Gang, who was running forward.

Another nutmeg!

Mata reacted quickly, but not as fast as the ball. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Having been nutmegged twice in a row, he was so angry that he slid directly at Zhao Gang!

Zhao Gang, who wasn't dribbling, poked the ball away in advance.

He was then tackled to the ground directly by Mata!

In order to put strength into passing the ball, Zhao Gang hardly avoided Mata at all.

Mata didn't hold back at all and tackled Zhao Gang out of bounds!

Although there were few Norwich fans, they were roaring with all their might at this time.

Mata's behavior was simply too bad.

Zhao Gang didn't use humiliating methods such as rainbow flicks. He just kept cooperating with his teammates, nutmegged him, and Mata became so impatient and had a desire for revenge!

Mata, as a player, might be a little angry when facing such a nutmeg, but he would never be so失态 (shī tài - lose his composure).

The reason for his performance today was entirely because his opponent was Norwich, and Norwich's strength was not worthy of being compared with Manchester United!

Why did these Norwich players dare to nutmeg him in front of him?

Wasn't that asking for a tackle?

After tackling the person, Mata hurriedly raised his hand to signal, but the referee's whistle didn't sound because Hoolahan had received Zhao Gang's ball and was rushing directly to the dangerous area of the defense!

This was an advantage rule.

Although Zhao Gang was brought down, he completely cleared the ball, and almost all the players' attention was on Phillip, and they didn't expect Zhao Gang to pass the ball to Hoolahan further away.

Hoolahan almost effortlessly received the ball, turned around, and got rid of the defender, facing Luke Shaw head-on.

Luke Shaw's defense was quite in place. He didn't rush forward rashly, but kept his position, waiting for his teammates to fill in.

And De Gea cooperated with the defenders in front of him, firmly sealing the near corner. They forced Hoolahan to continue to go deeper into the baseline, completely losing the angle to shoot.

And behind him, Manchester United's defenders and midfielders had quickly run back.

This was the difference between the Premier League and the Championship.

Their speed of returning to defense was faster, making it almost impossible to give good offensive opportunities.

Faced with Hoolahan's solo breakthrough, Luke Shaw was still able to handle it.

Seeing that there was no possibility of breaking through, Hoolahan could only give up this opportunity unwillingly.

He flicked the ball with his heel, directly passing the ball back to Zhao Gang behind him.

Although Zhao Gang was brought down, he got up without hesitation.

This level of fall, under the effect of his damage immunity card, was almost the same as not falling.

So he was faster than Mata.

And Hoolahan just glanced at the white figure and subconsciously passed the ball back.

Because the greatest possibility at that position was Zhao Gang.

Mata, who was half a beat slower, arrived at full speed.

But he was still half a beat too slow. Zhao Gang, receiving the pass, didn't stop for a moment and lifted his foot to pass.

With an accurate pass, the ball flew directly over Hoolahan's head and went towards the far post.

And Mata, who was flying to tackle again, failed to block the ball again. The whole person rushed out of the baseline and didn't forget to turn his head to look at the ball.

Ospina, who had a tacit understanding with Zhao Gang, appeared in the penalty area in time.

He withstood Blind, almost knocking Blind to the ground, and then stood there, without needing to jump, directly sprinted and hit the ball with his head.

Bang!

De Gea's body quickly fell, trying to stretch his body as much as possible. He didn't have enough time to react to the ball's landing point, so he could only do this, with a greater probability of saving the ball.

"Zhao Gang's accurate cross, Ospina!! Oh... De Gea's god-level save! De Gea has really done a great job!!" Shen Jian looked incredulously at De Gea, who couldn't judge the accurate landing point of the ball, and could only stretch his body as much as possible, touched the ball with his arm.

The ball flew directly out of the crossbar!

The entire Old Trafford erupted in exclamations.

This ball, so fast?

Zhao Gang's first touch of the ball was to cooperate with Phillip and hand the ball to Hoolahan.

Finally, he opened up the gap and made a cross, accurately finding Ospina at that point!

Without any procrastination, seemingly showing off his nutmeg, he was actually not wasting any time!

The ball kept changing, and it entered the penalty area after several passes!

If it weren't for De Gea's god-level reaction, they would have already pulled back a goal!

And according to the away goal rule for advancement, Norwich's goal actually represented the lead!

Ospina slammed his forehead hard.

He was extremely remorseful. If this goal had been scored, they would have regained the lead!

"Zhao Gang, just came on the field, and created a huge killing opportunity... and... and the referee took out a yellow card and gave it to Mata, because of Mata's previous tackle!

In this way, Mata's defense will have to be cautious. He can't make moves recklessly anymore.

Zhao Gang almost assisted Ospina as soon as he came on the field! He also caused Mata's yellow card. His effect is significant. Would it be better if Zhao Gang had come on earlier?"

While Shen Jian was commentating, Zhao Gang had already stood at the corner flag area.

De Gea looked at the three fingers Zhao Gang extended into the air, wanting to cry but having no tears.

This gesture had caused this top goalkeeper a lot of suffering!

The key was, he didn't know if this gesture meant shooting, or going to the near post, or the far post?

You show three fingers for a free kick, and you also show three fingers for a corner kick?

De Gea concentrated on staring at Zhao Gang.

Now, the team's free kicks already belonged to Zhao Gang.

In the past, it was Wright-Phillips or even Hoolahan.

But now, as long as Zhao Gang wanted, it could only be him.

So when he walked to the corner flag, everyone either went to the penalty area to grab a point or prepared for a second attack on the outside.

Hoolahan stood not far from Zhao Gang, confusing the enemy.

Zhao Gang took a deep breath.

Run-up, leg lift.

Unlike the Championship teams, the prepared Manchester United defense easily restricted Ospina and Mendy. The two had no chance to jump at all!

This was the difference.

The gap between the Championship and Premier League giants!