big mouth ball king

Chapter 167
The favorability is only 50, which means that if you want to complete the task, you have to work harder. If you want to do something on the court, it can only be when you are celebrating, which means that Tang Zhenglong has to score again.

"It's useless to shoot from the right side of the penalty area." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

So he ran into the penalty area and stayed.

Podolski ran over, "Don, what are you doing in the penalty area?"

"The restricted area is not your home."

"That's not what I meant." Podolski pointed to Metzelder, "That guy is very powerful."

Metzelder is Podolski's teammate in the German national team and the absolute main force of the German team's defense.

"You have no advantage over him."

Tang Zhenglong looked at the tall Metzelder, feeling very unhappy.

"It's okay, I like a challenge, give me more balls."

"it is good."

Metzelder didn't talk much, or basically he didn't speak. Tang Zhenglong talked to him a few words, but he remained silent.

The guy who doesn't eat oil and salt.

A low ball was passed, and Tang Zhenglong raised his right foot, ready to shoot.

Cool! !

As long as it is drawn, the skill can be activated, but what is dumbfounded is that when Tang Zhenglong was about to touch the ball, Metzelder stretched out his long legs and broke the ball.

"Beautiful, Christopher's ball reminds me of his steady performance in front of Lehmann in the World Cup."

Tang Zhenglong's face was dark, just a little bit.

It has to be said that Metzelder may be the best central defender in Germany in this era, and the passes sent by his teammates in Cologne were resolved by him one by one.

Tang Zheng Longkong had a skill card, but he couldn't get a chance to shoot.

"what!!"

"I am not happy."

"Don, I suggest you leave the penalty area. Christopher's positioning ability is too strong, and he is taller than you."

"I'm still whiter than you." Tang Zhenglong said angrily, but he slowed down, and he also felt a little embarrassed, and patted Matip, "Xiao Hei, let me tell you, it doesn't matter whether you are tall or not, the important thing is to be handsome."

……

Mattipley took a moment and did not refute.

But his teammates stopped passing the ball to Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong's philosophy of life is that if you can't beat you, I'll hang up.

enter the system.

"System, is there any skill card that can deal with Metzelder?"

"Master, no, the opponent's defensive ability is as high as 85."

Tang Zheng is dead.

"No? Then what do I want you for?"

"Master, I am helping you grow step by step."

Tang Zhenglong wanted to pretend to be dead on the system and let it go.

"Forget it, is it possible to leave the system, I, Tang Zhenglong, can't play football anymore? Cut!!"

Soon, Dortmund's defense made a mistake. When defending Podolski, Owomoyela put in a tackle, but missed the ball.

This stupid move made the referee point to the penalty spot.

There were huge boos from the audience again, scolding and everything.

Some fans called their defenders too stupid, while others called Podolski a liar.

Tang Zhenglong ran over excitedly and put the ball on the penalty spot.

"Don, what are you doing?"

"Get ready for a penalty kick."

When Podolski heard this, he almost exploded with anger.

"Fuck off, here's a penalty I won."

In order to avoid any more competition for penalty kicks, Stevens stipulated that whoever creates the penalty kick in Cologne will take the penalty. Of course, the person who gets the penalty kick can also be transferred.

"Lucas, I really need this ball, you let me this time, can I return it to you next time?"

"no!"

"I can write you an IOU, this time I really signed Tang Zhenglong."

"no!!"

"Don, I created this penalty."

Tang Zhenglong gave the ball to Podolski angrily.

call out!
Weidenfeller felt that he had been dropped by something. He looked down and saw that it was a small ball of paper. He picked it up and took a look.

"Lucas will kick you to the left."

"Information?" Weidenfeller immediately remembered Lehmann's famous note during the World Cup.

"Who lost it?"

Weidenfeller glanced, and his eyes stayed on Tang Zhenglong, because Tang Zhenglong looked at him strangely.

"It's been said in the newspapers that Tang Zhenglong and Lucas have a bad relationship. Could it be true?"

I read the small note again, the handwriting was crooked, and there were typos, most likely it was written by a foreigner, and Weidenfeller confirmed that it was written by Tang Zhenglong.

"Haha, I got rich, and my opponents are fighting among themselves."

The referee whistled and Podolski started to run. He shot with his left foot and hit the right side of the goal vigorously, that is, Weidenfeller's left.

But Weidenfeller threw it out ahead of time.

"Great, Tang Zhenglong is an honest man, he didn't lie to me."

Seeing that his heavy artillery penalty kick was thrown, Podolski was super upset. At this moment, he saw someone kicking a goal from the right side of the penalty area.

There was a bang, and the sound of feet touching the ball was very crisp.

Weidenfeller was dumbfounded, it turned out that Tang Zhenglong had already been waiting on the left.

GOOOOOAL.

"Lucas' 12 yards didn't score, but Tang Zhenglong drew the ball in from the penalty area line."

The Cologne bench jumped up, and it was a go-ahead goal.

Tang Zhenglong quickly ran to the sidelines and lifted his jersey again.

When Dortmund fans saw it, they almost fell in love with Tang Zhenglong.

Dortmund has a deadly enemy-Schalke 04, and the most fierce irony of Dortmund fans for their opponents is that they have won the Bundesliga championship, but their opponents have never touched the Bundesliga championship.

"Only watch, not touch."

This is the slogan that Dortmund fans shout at each other every time in the Ruudby.

At this time, Tang Zhenglong also wrote the same sentence on his vest - "You can only look at it, you are not allowed to touch it."

The enemy of the enemy is the friend.

Dortmund fans were overjoyed when they saw this sentence.

"This kid is a Dortmund man at all."

"Look, he deliberately wrote this sentence with a yellow colored pen."

"If I have a daughter, I will definitely marry him."

Ding sound.

"Master, the task is completed, and the Dortmund fans' favorability for you has risen to 100."

"Great."

What made Tang Zhenglong even happier was that the Dortmund Women's Association also took down the slogan attacking Tang Zhenglong.

"Great, I can hook up with Dortmund girls."

Just when Tang Zhenglong was happy, a big hand knocked him on the head.

"Why knock me?"

"What are you talking about?" Podolski shook the note in his hand, "Lukas will kick you to the left."

"Did you write this?"

"No."

"Okay, you can write it right now."

"I can't write."

"I've seen your writing, crooked, similar to this."

"Let me write it again, yes! But after the game is over, I am happy now and don't care about you."

"Are you happy? I'm not happy."

"Lucas, be like a man, don't worry about it." Tang Zhenglong waved his fist and ran away.

(End of this chapter)