big mouth ball king

Chapter 238
"You're watching the big screen, so don't be ashamed." Shaf pointed to the big screen in the stadium.

The big screen will report the scores of other games in real time.

Just now, in the match between Bayern and Dortmund that kicked off at the same time, Dortmund scored a goal, and Klinger scored a header to break Bayern's goal.

Bayern and Cologne competed, and Schaff felt that it was because of this ball that Stevens became a "villain".

Stevens didn't bother to explain, this kind of ball, let it, that's my morality, it's okay not to let it go, why do you say me?
"You should tell your players that football is played with your feet."

"My players are well aware that it's the wild whistle of the Cologne people."

"How do you know it's the wild whistle of the Cologne people, maybe it's the wild whistle of the Bremen fans."

"impossible."

The fourth official stepped forward to persuade, "Say a few words, we will all have a better Christmas."

*****
"Too intense."

"The head-to-head meeting between Frings and Schulz is just a halftime ball. Do the two really need to work so hard?"

Neither Frings nor Schulz got up, the Cologne player looked and kicked the ball out of the touchline.

The team doctor came in, and after simple treatment, both got up.

It stands to reason that Bremen needed to throw the ball back to Cologne this time, but Bremen midfielder Leon Anderson not only did not return the ball to Cologne, but also threw it directly in front of the Cologne penalty area.

Klashnic takes the ball.

Matip roughed him up.

yellow card!

The referee was rude, and the Cologne players gathered around, "The ball should be returned to us."

The referee knew very well that the reason why Bremen did this was because Cologne scored a penalty just now, but this was all outside the rules, and he couldn't help it.

"You should be ashamed."

The Cologne players shouted at Anderson.

"I have nothing to be ashamed of, you just did the same thing as Tang Zhenglong."

I'll go for it.

"Can you compare with me?"

Tang Zhenglong was unconvinced, "Don't insult me, you and I are the difference between an ant and an elephant, I am the top scorer, the goals I score in one game, you can't score in a lifetime."

"you……"

Anderson was furious.

"Then tell me, how many goals have you scored since you joined Werder Bremen?"

"I am a defensive midfielder, and it is not my duty to score goals."

"Hahaha."

"Don, stop making noise, go and lie down behind the wall."

sweat!
"Hey, hey, that's a tactic, why did it come out of your mouth so low?"

Tang Zhenglong went to lie down behind the human wall.

"Hahaha, this is a tactic invented by Tang. We call him the lying human wall."

But this time when Micoud met in Cologne, the French did not play tricks. As soon as the whistle sounded, he curved the ball around the wall, and the ball got into the dead corner of the goal.

"pretty!!"

"GOOOOOAL."

Schaff rushed to celebrate in front of Stevens, "See? This is the strength of the Bundesliga champion."

On the field, the Bremen players were so bad that they lay down collectively when celebrating.

"Haha, is this a tribute to Tang?"

"Don, they seem to be mocking you."

"It's up to you to say." Tang Zhenglong glared at Schultz.

"Go and lie down when taking free kicks in the future, I won't go."

"I don't."

*****
"This game has changed, and both sides are not abiding by sportsmanship. Is this okay?"

Soon, Bremen players were injured in the halftime, this time it was Bremen's own injury, but the Bremen players did not kick the ball out of the sideline, but continued to attack.

"Your own men are wounded."

Bremen ignored it, but made a mistake when passing the ball, and the ball went to Cologne.

"Our man is injured, kick the ball out of the touchline."

"Damn it, it's so insignificant, you think of sportsmanship when you lose the ball?"

The ball reached Tang Zhenglong's feet.

"Come into the penalty area, then I can shoot."

Just when Tang Zhenglong was about to break through, the referee blew his whistle.

"what?"

The referee has the right to blow the whistle, provided that he feels the injury is serious.

"He's just pretending."

The Werder Bremen doctor pretended to enter the field and treated the player, then the player stood up and the game continued.

This situation requires a dropped ball to resume play.

Tang Zhenglong approached the referee, "Referee, this game can't be like this. There is no morality at all, how can a man behave like this?"

"The most important thing in sports is not winning or losing, but the spirit."

The referee was dumbfounded. Klose said it was nothing, but Tang Zhenglong...

"If you really feel that way, the penalty shouldn't go in."

"That's what the head coach asked me to play. He said he must score, but I can't help it."

"So that's the case, I blamed you wrongly."

"It's okay, I've always been blamed."

"..."

*****
"Give me the ball."

The ball flew to Tang Zhenglong.

"System, activate the stance skill."

"Ok."

Tang Zhenglong took the ball, Frings kicked Tang Zhenglong, but Tang Zhenglong remained motionless.

"Hey, no, he seems to have kicked me."

After three seconds, Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground with a pia.

To be honest, the referee saw that Frings kicked Tang Zhenglong, but Tang Zhenglong fell down after a few seconds, which is too fake.

"Yellow card!"

"What?" Tang Zhenglong was angry, "He kicked me, you see."

There was also a stain on the sock from a kick.

"If you fell to the ground immediately, then I must have sentenced you, but you waited so many seconds..." The referee shrugged.

"My reflex arc is slower, can't it?"

"Haha, then you need to see a doctor."

Tang Zhenglong regretted it a bit. If he knew that the opponent's foul was so obvious, he would not have activated the stance, because once the stance skill was activated, he would not be able to fall down.

After the referee left, Frings wondered, "Don, I don't understand."

"what?"

"Based on what I know about you, you should have fallen to the ground in an instant and then rolled on the ground. Why did you stop this time?"

"Because I am moral!"

Frings held back for a second, then suddenly exploded with a pop.

"Hahaha."

"Laugh at your size." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

The first half is almost over, and Bayern also equalized over there, 1 to 1. In this way, if both sides are tied, Bayern leads by two points and wins the half-time championship.

At this moment, an accident happened at the stadium, and a fan rushed into the stadium, apparently a Werder Bremen fan.

"Torsten, I adore you."

Fans rushed to Frings, Tang Zhenglong saw that this is a good opportunity.

"Frings, don't worry, I'll help you."

Tang Zhenglong also rushed towards Frings.

"Break the order of the stadium, right? I'll beat you, I'll beat you."

"Asshole, you hit me all over."

"..."

"Sorry, don't hide."

Frings understood that Tang Zhenglong did it on purpose, pretending to help, but actually punching him secretly.

"Don't hide."

"Don't hide!"

(End of this chapter)