big mouth ball king

Chapter 217 The Most Embarrassing Free Kick

Before the start of the second half, the players ran out of the tunnel, and Autor took the initiative to talk to Tang Zhenglong.

"Tang, my current situation is similar to yours when you were promoted to the first team. Can you give me some advice?"

Like Tang Zhenglong, Autor was promoted to the first team through the youth training of his team, facing the competition from many big players.

Tang Zhenglong patted him, "Well, the most important thing for young people is self-confidence."

"confidence?"

"How can I improve my self-confidence?"

"Look in the mirror, show a charming smile, and then say to yourself, I can do it!"

"I can do it!"

"Yes, that's it."

Autor nodded. "Thank you, Don."

The Bayern locker room is closed, and Lucio, Pizarro, and Kahn can only watch TV in the second half.

"Look, that bastard is out."

"He's the one who stepped on my ankle." Lucio wailed.

"It was he who made me fall into the ditch." Pizarro was angry.

"It's this bastard who pressed me on top of me." Kahn roared.

"I have an idea. Let's ask the boss to rent Tang Zhenglong for half a season during the winter break, and then we can beat him up every day. Do you agree?"

Kahn and Pizarro smiled, "It's a good idea, you can actually buy it, it's not expensive anyway."

"Haha."

*****
On the sidelines, Magath doesn't have such a leisurely attitude. If the goal cannot be won, then Bayern's head coach may be replaced after the winter break.

"Midfield, midfield."

Magath's tactical thinking is still that of "old Germany". From Beckenbauer to Matthaus, and now Ballack, the midfield of German football is very hard (I personally think that Germany's failure in the World Cup in Russia is due to the soft midfield).

Schweinsteiger is in charge of the Bayern midfield confrontation.

But soon, Bayern was counterattacked by Cologne, and the ball quickly came to Podolski's feet.

"Give me the ball!"

Podolski ignored it at all, and broke through with the ball by himself.

Bayern's back-to-defense players fouled and prevented Podolski from continuing to break through.

"Free kick!!"

"give me."

Tang Zhenglong ran over to ask for the ball.

"It was a free kick I created."

Podolski signaled Tang Zhenglong to go away.

"This position is suitable for kicking with the right foot."

"The left foot is also suitable."

Tang Zhenglong walked away with a dark face.

At this moment, the audience suddenly burst into laughter. The commentator saw it and laughed too. Bayern's Ze Roberto was lying behind the wall.

"I remember this trick was invented by Tang Zhenglong, and Bayern has also learned it."

This trick is a bit embarrassing, but it can indeed prevent opponents from penetrating the wall, and many teams have begun to learn it.

"Wait a minute, why did Tang Zhenglong run over there?"

Everyone saw Tang Zhenglong running towards Ze Roberto.

Then a dumbfounded scene appeared, Tang Zhenglong also lay down, face to face with Ze Roberto.

"Hahaha."

The most embarrassing is Ze Roberto.

"What are you doing?"

"My back hurts, I'll lie down for a while."

"you……"

The referee felt that this was a bit of a nonsense, so he ran over, "You two get up."

"Referee, is it against the rules for me to do this?" Ze Roberto said.

"Referee, then I will not violate the rules."

"Okay, I tell you, I order you to rise."

Being teased by Tang Zhenglong, Ze Roberto felt ashamed to go back to Brazil, so he stood up.

"Okay, I won't lie down."

Tang Zhenglong also stood up, "Referee, I listen to you."

Schweinsteiger suddenly turned his head to see, why did Tang Zhenglong post it?

"Go away."

This is a wall-breaking tactic, and the opponent players must be cleared out. Of course, Tang Zhenglong has to stand still.

"I'm not going away."

"This is our human wall."

"This is our stadium in Cologne."

A series of question marks popped up on Schweinsteiger's forehead, does it have anything to do with it?

The referee ran over again, and at a glance, it was still Tang Zhenglong, who knew he was going to tear down the wall.

"You can only stand to the edge."

"Do you hear me, go to the side, or the referee will give you a red card."

Tang Zhenglong could only move to the edge of the human wall.

"what."

"This guy is shorter than me."

Tang Zhenglong is so happy, there is finally a German who is shorter than him, and that is Ram.

"I am taller than you."

Ram said coldly: "So what? Have you participated in the World Cup?"

……

Tang Zhenglong petrified instantly.

Woohoo, I was born four years late, otherwise I would have participated in the World Cup in 2002.

"I am taller than you."

"Have you ever scored in a World Cup?"

puff.

Tang Zhenglong vomited blood.

"I am taller than you."

"Has your annual salary exceeded 100 million?"

……

"Okay, I'll shut up." For the first time in his life, Tang Zhenglong felt that he had met an opponent. This little man was really full of wisdom.

Podolski was about to start a run-up, and the ball was planned to go around Tang Zhenglong's side. This is the wall-breaking tactic.

Lahm had expected it a long time ago. When the referee blew his whistle later, he pushed Tang Zhenglong away.

tuk...

The referee blows his whistle.

Ram was about to push, Tang Zhenglong was already ready and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, so what if you participated in the World Cup, I'm just taller than you."

The ball accurately bypassed Tang Zhenglong's head and flew towards the goal.

The flight route of the ball is very tricky. It went straight to the near corner of the goal. Lensing flew up to save the ball and missed the ball.

The ball is in.

GOOOOOAL! !
Podolski flew to the north stand.

Cologne is boiling, this is a go-ahead goal, and Cologne is leading again.

Ram got angry, he went to the referee, "He pressed my shoulder, it's a foul."

Tang Zhenglong put on a "blame me" expression.

"My mother made me taller, can you blame me?" Tang Zhenglong stretched out his hand, "Referee, my arms are naturally so tall. If the opponent refuses to accept it, they can wear high heels to play."

The referee didn't listen to Tang Zhenglong, and of course he didn't listen to Lahm. Podolski's free kick was indeed beautiful, and there is no problem with that.

"The goal is valid, don't fight."

Tang Zhenglong rushed to the sidelines and found that everyone's celebration was over.

"Hey, hey, 90% of the credit for this ball is mine, so why don't you wait for me to celebrate?"

"Haha, Tang, do you still want to be shameless? Lucas's curve ball is so beautiful, what does it have to do with you?"

"If I didn't hold down Lahm, would this goal be possible?"

"I think what Tang said actually makes sense."

"Of course!"

"Then... let's all touch Tang's head to show encouragement."

"asshole."

"My God."

Tang Zhenglong's hairstyle was instantly changed into a Shamat look.

Stevens yelled, "Boys, this is not the time to celebrate, we haven't won yet!"

Magath is going to give it a go, stop defending, the midfielder is pressing up, and he can't win Cologne, he really doesn't believe it.

"The opponent is Cologne, not the Champions League. We have to behave like the boss of the Bundesliga."

　Sorry, the computer is broken, it took a day to fix it, I was so anxious, the manuscript is still there, Chapter 2 will be released later

　　
　
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