big mouth ball king

Chapter 165 "Get Out" of the Stadium
Tang Zhenglong gave a thumbs up to the stands.

"Bananas are good."

"That bastard."

"He ate our bananas."

"Bastard, stop, don't eat our bananas."

Tang Zhenglong beckoned and asked his Cologne teammates to come over and eat a banana.

"It's very good, everyone eat and see."

The Dortmund fans scolded even louder, don't lose the bananas, you like to eat bananas, don't you?Buy it yourself at the supermarket.

The game continues.

The Dortmund players were very upset with Tang Zhenglong. Every time he got the ball, two people surrounded him, one left and one right to defend.

Klinger is the defensive midfielder, and Tang Zhenglong is defending against him.

"Boy, I won't let you break through my defense zone."

"It seems that you are stupid, how many times have I said, I am Inzaghi, I don't break through at all."

"Shameless."

But Tang Zhenglong's biggest advantage is that he will do what he says, if he says he won't break through, he really won't break through.

The commentator Hans was in charge of the on-site commentary for this game. He saw Tang Zhenglong standing up and playing football, and complained: "Tang is afraid of his opponents. The boys in Dortmund all play football with anger. If you irritate your opponents before the game, then you have to bear the consequences."

"In modern football, if a striker is not kicked a few times, he is not a qualified striker."

But the Dortmund players on the field are not that stupid. They have experienced Tang Zhenglong's tricks last season, and they are very bad.

When running without the ball, Klinger approached Tang Zhenglong with a smile and said, "I know what you want to do, even if you don't run, I will follow you."

"What if I go to the bathroom?"

Klinger smiled and said, "I will follow."

"Then how about I go get coffee?"

"I follow too."

"Then your mother will be very proud. Her son is a servant."

……

"asshole."

"Do you know how to say bastard in Chinese?"

"dad."

"roll……"

Tang Zhenglong made a mistake. In fact, the pronunciation of "father" in many countries in the world is similar.

At this time, Tang Zhenglong was different from the one who had just been promoted to the first team of Cologne. He was still "on the front", but he still caught the ball, took the ball, and moved forward a lot more times.

Podolski pushed the ball to Tang Zhenglong, and then ran forward by himself. Tang Zhenglong took the ball and ran to the other side, preparing to make a cross run with Lucas and tear the opponent's defense.

Klinger sees the moment and puts the shovel.

"what!!!"

Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground and rolled.

"Actor, get up."

Dortmund had experienced Tang Zhenglong's move last season, and Klinger wanted to pull Tang Zhenglong up.

As a result, Tang Zhenglong exerted all his strength, and Klinger pressed his whole body on Tang Zhenglong's body.

"Ah, indecent, I'm a man, you pervert."

"Bastard." Klinger was angry.

As soon as he struggled, Tang Zhenglong pulled his hand again, and Klinger lost his balance again and fell on Tang Zhenglong's body.

"My God!"

Tang Zhenglong's strength is not small, it is not so easy for Klinger to get away from him.

"let me go."

Tang Zhenglong squinted and saw that it was the referee, so he let go.

"Referee, this bastard caught me."

Without further ado, the referee decisively gave him a yellow card, "You were the one who dragged him."

"He's a fraud."

"Whether it's a fraud or not, I have the final say. You are a player, you can't drag the opponent."

Klinger was taken aback.

After dealing with Klinger, the referee is ready to deal with Tang Zhenglong.

"Schultz, Lucas, throw me off the court."

The referee was stunned when he saw Schulz and Podolski carrying Tang Zhenglong to the edge of the field, and then Tang Zhenglong rolled on the ground, rolled back to the bench, and the team doctor took over.

"this is okay too?"

Tang Zhenglong "rolled" out of the court by himself. According to the rules, the game could continue, so the referee let the game resume.

Klinger insisted, "He is a flop, he should be given a yellow card."

The referee couldn't conclude that Tang Zhenglong was diving, so he said earnestly and rarely said to Klinger: "That guy is very good at walking on the edge of the rules, and I can't do anything about him."

Klinger wanted to cry, a person who made the referee helpless?
It seems that the highest state of flopping is not Inzaghi, but Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, if you spray all this can of freezing spray, your feet will be cold."

"I know, it's just the feeling of being smoky and letting the referee know that I'm really hurt."

"Ok."

The team doctor sprayed another can.

"Okay, I can go back to the court."

Tang Zhenglong rushed to the court and waved, the referee waved his hand, and he ran back to the court.

Booooooooooo.

The boos got louder.

"Hollywood."

"Hollywood."

"Hollywood."

Everyone in the stadium was chanting: "Hollywood."

What this means is self-explanatory.

Tang Zhenglong didn't care, no exaggeration, the opponent kicked him without any scruples, and the honest kid on the court could only be the one who suffered.

"System, what is the favorability of Dortmund fans towards me now?"

"Master, what do you say?"

"Zero egg."

"Ha ha."

"Okay, come as planned and exchange for the skills I want."

With a ding, the 200 big mouth points are gone.

*****
In 1997, the UEFA Champions League final was played at the Olympiastadion in Munich, with Juventus and Borussia Dortmund fighting.

In the 71st minute of the game, one of the greatest goals in Dortmund's history appeared.

Lars Ricken, who was still a teenager at the time, received a pass from his teammate and lobbed a lob shot 30 meters away from the penalty area. This imaginative goal left Italian goalkeeper Peruzzi helpless and could only watch the ball enter the net.

Dortmund finally defeated Juventus 3-1 and won the Champions League.

It was Rickon's right foot that Tang Zhenglong exchanged for.

Paying tribute to the opponent with the greatest goal in Dortmund history, Tang Zhenglong hopes to win the hearts of Dortmund fans in this way.

"I don't think it is necessary for Dortmund to arrange players to mark Tang Zhenglong here, he will not break through at all."

"Is it possible that he can still shoot directly in front of the penalty area?"

After finishing speaking, Hans laughed.

The ball reached Matip's feet. Looking up, Tang Zhenglong asked for the ball on the right side, but no one was defending him, so he pushed it flat.

The Dortmund players moved slowly, and Tang Zhenglong outside the penalty area was not a threat anyway.

"What will Tang do? Roll on the ground holding the ball? Haha."

Suddenly, everyone was stunned, because Tang Zhenglong's actions looked so much like a person, some old fans couldn't help shouting: "He is Rickon."

That's right, Rickon's goals have been included in the Dortmund team exhibition hall. There is a big screen showing the history of Dortmund, so Dortmund is too familiar with Rickon's goals.

Weidenfeller was taken aback for a moment, then he recovered and quickly backed away. He didn't want to become a background emperor like Peruzzi back then.

(End of this chapter)