big mouth ball king

Chapter 329 Indirect Free Kick

"It's here, it's here."

Sure enough, Tang Zhenglong thought so, so he ran to his place first.

"Don is either stupid for doing this, or Don is really a god, he can predict the direction of the ball's development."

But this time it turned out that Tang Zhenglong was stupid, because Podolski couldn't pass the ball at all.

"Haha, Mino, take a look, this is the person you recommended to me."

"He can't even move."

Raiola Khan died, did Tang Zhenglong slap him in the face on purpose?
"Jose, let's play a game, don't talk until halftime, okay?"

"..."

"Did you think I wanted to talk!"

"Don't worry about that Chinese man, he's just unreliable." Schaff roared, "Let's just focus on our offense."

But the Bremen players on the field don't think so. Tang Zhenglong's "unreliable" is often fake. This guy is calculating others, but the head coach is the biggest on the field. Since he said to ignore the existence of Tang Zhenglong, everyone can only choose to ignore it.

"Naldo raised his foot too high, it was an indirect free kick."

The referee ran over to remind Podolski that this was an indirect free kick.

Because indirect free kicks cannot be shot directly, and Podolski really forgot.

"It's a foul."

"No, it's too high, so it's an indirect free kick."

Podolski nodded to show that he understood, at this moment Tang Zhenglong ran over and whispered something in Lucas's ear.

"What did you say?" Frings asked.

"nothing much."

"I smell conspiracy."

"Then you should see a doctor, there may be something seriously wrong with your nose."

"roll."

Podolski patted Frings, "Don't worry, this bastard is just joking with me."

"Really?" Frings didn't quite believe it.

Just as the Bremen players lined up the wall, Podolski walked away and Tang Zhenglong ran over.

"Look, Cologne has changed."

"What is that guy going to do, is he going to shoot directly?"

"Could it be that he doesn't know that indirect free kicks can't be shot directly?"

"It's possible, it's Tang Zhenglong."

Tang Zhenglong started the run-up, and then a dumbfounded scene happened, Tang Zhenglong tripped himself.

"puff."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"I'm dying of laughter, Mino, tell me quickly how much money you owe Tang Zhenglong in order to become his manager."

Raiola's face was black, "Jose, please shut up, we won't talk until the end of the first half."

"Ok."

After five seconds, Mourinho still couldn't hold back, covering his face and laughing.

On the field, the Werder Bremen players suppressed their laughter.

The referee came over and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but I need to tell you something."

"what?"

Tang Zhenglong whispered a few words in the referee's ear, and the referee nodded, indicating that he could.

"What was he talking to the referee about?"

"I'm guessing he was injured, do you need a stretcher?"

"That's too sad."

Podolski ran over, and while the Bremen players were still holding back their laughter, he suddenly kicked up.

This stunned the Bremen players. What is this for?
The ball flew into the goal. Goalkeeper Wiese was still laughing. He fished out the ball and threw it back. "Lucas, be silly. This is an indirect free kick."

"Hahaha."

But soon, this group of people couldn't laugh anymore, but were about to cry. The referee pointed to the middle circle, "The goal is valid."

Werder Bremen players recovered from stunned state, what does this mean?
An indirect free kick and a direct shot, it's okay to score, is this crazy?
Bremen players surrounded the referee, "Referee, this is an indirect free kick, what's going on?"

"Could it be that the rules were changed recently, and the whole world didn't know about it?"

The anger of the Bremen players is justified. If an indirect free kick is scored directly, it is really a blatant robbery.

"The rules have not changed, there is nothing wrong with this goal."

"..."

Frings stood up on behalf of the Bremen players, "Referee, please give us an explanation."

After the referee explained, everyone was dumbfounded and speechless, like a silly X.

"What! You mean Tang Zhenglong had already touched the ball when he fell, and it is legal for Lucas to shoot directly when he came over?"

"Yes, Tang Zhenglong told me that he fell on purpose, and he also touched the ball, and you were laughing at that time, so you can't blame others."

……

"Referee, we are players, how can we be so thieves?"

"It can't be helped. There is no problem in the whole process of scoring. I am the referee and I only follow the rules."

Suddenly, the Bremen players collectively turned their heads to see that Tang Zhenglong, who had been playing dead on the ground just now, became alive and well.

"Hi, hello everyone, my injury is healed, it's nothing serious, don't worry everyone."

"..."

If possible, the Werder Bremen players would really like to beat up Tang Zhenglong, but this is on the pitch.

Schaff was even more annoyed, "What is this, fraud? The referee should stop this kind of behavior."

In fact, if Tang Zhenglong didn't tell the referee in advance, it can be counted, but when the Bremen players laughed, Tang Zhenglong told the referee, so according to the rules, there is really nothing to say.

"Well, there are no rules in football now, it's a game that a liar wins."

Stevens warned Schaff to be respectful. "You should remind your players to pay attention and pay attention to every detail during the game, instead of laughing."

"To be honest, if your players weren't so careless, we wouldn't have scored the goal."

"Okay, you scored a goal, liar, but we'll see."

In the stands, Mourinho was dumbfounded, this Tang Zhenglong is really a thief, he pretended to fall, and then performed such a play.

"Mino, did your players learn acting and change careers?"

Raiola gave Mourinho a blank look.

"To shut up."

"Okay, stop that stupid game, I know what you mean, this Tang Zhenglong is too thief, what does he think?"

"It's smart. Football is war in a peaceful age. Think about it, Jose, if he were your player, would you love him very much?"

"Of course, but opponents will hate him."

"Haha, that flop was so realistic that he even fooled me."

"Okay, don't despise my players anymore, I never accept mediocrity."

Mourinho's view of Tang Zhenglong has completely changed. This is indeed a clear stream in the football world.

Perhaps there is no one in the history of football who is like Tang Zhenglong, pretending to be an X-shaped striker.

(End of this chapter)