big mouth ball king

Chapter 123 This is the German Cup
"The ball is refracted, let's see who the ball hits?"

"Haha, it's Tang again."

Schultz hugged Tang Zhenglong, scratching and pinching him.

"Don, you're absolutely dead."

"yes!"

Podolski was too depressed. If Tang Zhenglong hadn't touched the ball, he might have gotten in from the near corner of the goal.

"Damn."

"Offside."

Bayern fans are making a final struggle, but the assistant referee is unmoved.

"nice shot."

GOOOOOOAL.

The referee pointed to the middle circle and the goal was valid.

Stevens pressed his hands down and drove the Cologne players who were celebrating wildly in front of the bench back to the bench like ducks.

Now that you want to save your character, you can't be too crazy. What Stevens is worried about is being slapped in the face if you get carried away.

"Not excited, not excited, I'm not excited at all." Stevens kept shaking his hands as he thought this way.

Kick-off in the middle circle, Bayern's two central defenders rushed forward, and Yiqi scored another goal. This time it was Bayern's Magath's turn to pray.

But the miracle did not happen.

The referee blew the final whistle on time.

2005-06 German Cup season belongs to Cologne!

Just after the game ended, Tang Zhenglong rushed to Claudia on the sidelines and pointed to his cheek.

"You can't play tricks."

Claudia wanted to jump into the Danube. She never expected that Cologne would win the championship. She wanted to kiss her "enemy" in public. This feeling was very uncomfortable.

"If you are in trouble, you can close your eyes."

"Go to hell."

Claudia approached slowly, unexpectedly, Tang Zhenglong's hand stretched out behind Claudia's head, facing each other, and pressed heavily.

So the kiss on the cheek that was originally arranged became mouth to mouth.

……

"Don, I'll kill you."

"I see you are in such a difficult situation. Let me help you. You should thank me."

Claudia picked up the microphone and wanted to hit Tang Zhenglong.

"National broadcast."

"I……"

Claudia was in a hurry, but she couldn't do anything. Tang Zhenglong was right, and it was broadcast live nationwide. If she was caught beating the players, with Tang Zhenglong's smooth tongue, I don't know what would happen.

"I can bear it!!"

Claudia can only comfort herself, and find a chance to get revenge next season.

"Don, I kept my promise, and now I want to interview you."

"Okay, kiss again."

"Tang Zhenglong!!"

sweat!
The teammates behind him were calling Tang Zhenglong.

"Later, I will definitely accept your interview, but I'm going to celebrate with those beasts now, haha."

Tang Zhenglong and his teammates ran to the Cologne fan phalanx.

Several crazy female fans rushed to the front row and shouted to Tang Zhenglong: "Tang, I want to be your girlfriend."

"Hahaha, thank you for your appreciation, leave a call."

"Don, I want to be your girlfriend too."

"No problem, leave a call."

"Don, I want to have a baby for you."

"Haha, I like my son better."

sweat!
"Does this still need face?"

The team members looked at each other in blank dismay. Although everyone was a beast, they were still sanctimonious on the surface.

Someone tugged Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, this is a public occasion, you can't do this."

"Then what should I do?"

"You should say, thank you for your appreciation."

Tang Zhenglong thought for a while, then shook his head, "Not good."

……

An uncle shouted at Tang Zhenglong: "Tang, my daughter is about your age, please be my son-in-law."

"Godfather!"

Podolski felt that this guy was really ashamed.

"Throw him back to the bench and let the boss watch him."

"no problem."

"Don, I have a jewelry store in Cologne that I can pass on to you."

"Daughter."

"Let's go."

"what?"

Several Cologne players couldn't help but drag Tang Zhenglong back to the bench.

"Come on, the fans like me, I want to interact."

"I want to interact!!"

*****
"When you line up to welcome Bayern later, be polite to me, you can talk, but don't make any unpleasant things happen." Stevens gave a death order.

"Strange, this is for the whole team to hear, why do you just stare at me?" Tang Zhenglong lowered his head, as if he didn't see Stevens' eyes.

According to the convention, the runner-up is on the podium first, and the champion players line up to welcome them. This is the respect for the loser.

The Bayern players lost the championship and were in a bad mood, but seeing the comfort of their opponents, they felt a little better until they saw Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong looks like a club owner receiving players.

"Keep working hard, Lucio, the World Cup is coming soon, and the Brazilian team depends on you."

Lucio's face was stinky, and he thought to himself: "Who are you?"

"Little pig, you are the hope of the German team, work hard, young man."

Schweinsteiger cursed all the German swear words he knew in his heart, "You also called it piggy?"

When Jeremys passed by, Tang Zhenglong laughed, "Jens, you are not going to participate in the World Cup anyway, why don't we organize a group to travel to China."

"Okay, I'll go if you treat me."

"No problem, I'll sell you when the time comes."

Jeremys couldn't laugh, "Just a champion of the German Cup, look how proud you are."

Tang Zhenglong raised his chest and raised his head, "I'm proud of it."

The last to pass was Kahn.

"Oliver."

"Don't go, let's talk."

"Don't go."

Kahn walked straight past without delay, and immediately threw the silver medal to the staff before leaving the stadium.

Tang Zhenglong finished interviewing his opponents, and then "interviewed" his team's players.

"Albert (Streit), you have performed very well, and you will continue to work hard next season."

"Matia, let the second team go to the regional league next season."

"Don, everyone is happy today, don't force me to beat you."

"Hahaha."

"Lucas, yes, yes, it's an honor to lose."

"What did you lose? What did you honor?"

Podolski was dumbfounded.

"Don't be stupid, I scored 10 goals in the German Cup, you scored 9, I surpassed you."

It’s okay not to mention it, but when I mentioned it, Podolski became depressed. 99% of the credit for the last goal was his.

Podolski shrugged. "I don't care about these things. What I care about is the interests of the team. Football is a collective project."

"The collective is made up of individuals. If there is no small family, where can we find everyone."

Just when Tang Zhenglong was screaming, Stevens pretended to hug him, and said softly: "Don, don't force me to beat you on the podium."

"Head, I ask that I lift the trophy at the end, I deserve it."

"Impossible, the trophy must be lifted by the captain."

"Then make me captain."

Stevens took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the prehistoric power in his chest, and thought: "Forget it, have a good day today, bear with it!!"

(End of this chapter)