big mouth ball king

Chapter 131

"The goal went in, let's see how it goes in."

It seems that after several times of slow motion, the commentary realized that the ball rolled in from the near post.

"It stands to reason that this is not a straight line?"

The explanation is puzzling.

But the goal is for sure.

Tang Zhenglong rushed to the sidelines and shouted arrogantly at his teammates: "Cheer for me, I am the top scorer."

The coaching staff hugged Tang Zhenglong one after another.

Stevens patted Tang Zhenglong on the back, "Well done."

"Head, don't be so partial in the future, I know you prefer Lucas, but the top scorer is me."

"Nonsense, I love you as much as Lucas."

"Really? Then I ask for the same salary as Lucas next season."

"Don, you're thinking too much."

sweat! !

Tang Zhenglong was not happy.

What was even more displeased was the head coach of Duisburg, Norbert Meyer. Although this game was meaningless, it was after all a contest between the first and second in the Bundesliga Bundesliga.

So when Tang Zhenglong showed off in front of him, Norbert Meyer lost his mind. He pointed to Tang Zhenglong, "Is it amazing how many goals you scored?"

"You yellow-skinned monkey."

Tang Zhenglong was angry.

"Of course I'm great. I scored more goals alone than Duisburg's entire team."

"Screw you."

Norbert pushed Tang Zhenglong.

"what!!"

In the quarter-finals of the 1998 World Cup, in the match between Argentina and the Netherlands, Argentina's Orteja topped Van der Sar, and the Dutch giant fell to the ground like an electric shock and gave his opponent a red card.

Tang Zhenglong's performance this time is much more superb.

After others fell to the ground, they rolled out of the court, but Tang Zhenglong rolled into the court, so it was impossible for the referee to ignore it.

Tang Zhenglong rolled into the court from the sideline.

"Ah, it hurts to death."

Norbert was stunned by Tang Zhenglong's superb acting skills, and immediately realized that he was too impulsive, and the Cologne players surrounded him.

"What do you mean? Hit our players?"

"I didn't hit him, I patted him."

"Why do you shoot our players? Don't you know that the two sides can't have unnecessary physical contact during the game?"

"I……"

"sorry."

"You are dead, Tang Zhenglong is our treasure, you beat our treasure."

When the Cologne players said this, they suffocated their laughter.

The referee ran over, and the matter was quickly clarified. There was no doubt. Norbert was sent to the stands. As long as he made a move, even if he slapped him, it was not allowed. The rules are very clear.

"Too restless."

"Duisburg is losing and losing."

The commentary said: "If Norbert is still coaching Duisburg next season, then the suspension penalty will be brought to the Bundesliga."

"He paid for his stupidity."

Tang Zhenglong, who was pretending to be dead on the ground, didn't know what was going on, whether the bastard had been punished, so he opened his fingers to look.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the referee.

"My goodness."

Tang Zhenglong looked at the referee through his fingers, and the referee also looked at Tang Zhenglong.

"It's over, it's over."

Tang Zhenglong brainstormed, "What should I do?"

Unexpectedly, the referee was generous and patted his head, "Get up."

"The referee is like this. In fact, my hand was cramped just now, so the fingers were opened."

puff.

"Don, don't take me for a fool. I know you want to protect yourself, but remember, don't go too far."

Tang Zhenglong nodded.

The referee knew very well that Tang Zhenglong never hurt others maliciously, all he did was to protect himself on the highly competitive court.

The game is over.

Cologne ended perfectly in the last home game.

Podolski was extremely depressed, leading the season for a season, but in the end the top scorer was actually Tang Zhenglong's.

Careless, really careless.

You have to know this, even if your legs are a little uncomfortable, you still have to stick to the game.

"Lucas, I won, the top scorer is mine."

Podolski said with a dark face: "If it wasn't for preparing for the World Cup, I wouldn't end up at all."

"I do not know either……"

Tang Zhenglong stopped him and said, "There's so much nonsense, I'm here to show off, not to listen to your nonsense."

"Lucas, I won, Tang Zhenglong is the top scorer, the real Prince of Cologne."

"Lucas, no."

"Lucas, no."

Podolski smiled wryly, "Don, you really deserve a beating."

"Don't worry, there is a saying in China, what is lost is the mulberry elm."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that when you lose one thing, you gain another."

"Another thing?"

"Like the Hercules Cup."

Podolski understood that Tang Zhenglong wished him good luck in the World Cup.

"Okay, I accept your blessing."

"Lucas, I have a request."

"what?"

"If you win the Hercules Cup, you steal it out and let me touch it."

……

"it is good!"

Podolski would be willing to do such absurd things if the locals really won the cup.

"Don, come and watch the game. I think you can bring good luck to the German team."

"Are there any tickets?"

"It's not difficult."

"I want two."

"Aren't you... single?"

"If I have VIP tickets, I think it will be easy to pick up German girls."

Holding the VIP ticket for the German team game in his hand, that is the pass for picking up girls.

Podolski is a national player, and he will definitely get a few tickets from the German Football Association. He smiled and said, "Don, you are such a bastard."

"Hahaha."

*****
Schultz's face was dark, he wanted to leave quietly, avoiding Tang Zhenglong, in a word, he wanted to cheat.

"Crawl to the second team? Are you kidding me?"

If he really did that, he wouldn't have to meet people.

Suddenly someone patted him heavily on the shoulder.

"Matia."

"Don."

"Want to run?"

"No."

"Don't try to play tricks." Tang Zhenglong stretched out two fingers and made a gesture of crawling on the ground.

"Don, let me treat you to dinner, or I'll buy you something."

"No, I want to watch you crawl to the second team."

"Don, we are teammates."

"Really?" Tang Zhenglong said with a smile, "You are always the leader when you laugh at me."

"I won't dare in the future."

"It's late, I can't spare you this time, I will tell John, you'd better crawl over by yourself."

Schultz covered his face, feeling as if his face had been swollen.

"It hurts."

*****
The reporters set up long guns and short cannons, looking forward to it.

"Here we come, here we come, Don is here."

This is the last interview of this season. Everyone wants to get some news at the end, which can be regarded as a warm-up for the upcoming World Cup in Germany.

This summer, passion football belongs to Germany.

(End of this chapter)