big mouth ball king

Chapter 387 How to Send a Red Card Scientifically
"If I put my head on his head and I bleed, will the referee award Viduka an elbow?"

Tang Zhenglong began to take it for granted.

"Most definitely."

Viduka was like a slam dunk, Tang Zhenglong was below, and his head was pushed up.

Then?

Tang Zhenglong covered his head.

Viduka also covered his head.

Tang Zhenglong patted his head, "Not broken?"

And Viduka's head was broken.

This is easy to understand. Viduka is taller than Tang Zhenglong and has a stronger bounce. Tang Zhenglong is tantamount to pushing Viduka's face with his forehead, and the Australians must suffer.

The more Tang Zhenglong thought about it, the more he felt that it was not good. The opponent was bleeding, but I didn't. Will the referee give me a card?

then……

"What are you doing?"

Viduka was dumbfounded, Tang Zhenglong touched his forehead with his forehead.

"Thanks."

Tang Zhenglong borrowed some blood from Viduka's forehead, and then began to perform exaggeratedly.

The referee ran over and saw that both of them had their heads broken, so there should be no foul.

At this time, Viduka just woke up like a dream. It turned out that Tang Zhenglong's purpose was this...

"Referee, the blood on his face is mine."

"Nonsense, we are all human beings, whose blood is not like this."

Viduka was so angry that he almost vomited three liters of blood.

"referee……"

The referee left because the team doctor came.

"The blood on his face is mine," Viduka yelled.

The team doctor of the Chinese team examined Tang Zhenglong and said strangely: "Zhenglong, you don't have a wound on your forehead. Where did the blood come from?"

Tang Zhenglong said embarrassingly: "My own, I am a person with super strong blood coagulation ability, and the wound will heal after a while."

The team doctor thought to himself, this is nonsense, even if it is Superman, it is impossible for the wound to heal immediately, but since he is the team doctor of the Chinese team, then there is no doubt about him.

"No dressing needed."

"Don't, bandage me according to his style."

The team doctor looked at Viduka, feeling depressed.

"According to his style? There are other styles for bandaging?"

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up, be careful, I will let the boss fire you."

sweat.

The team doctor could only bandage Tang Zhenglong's head.

Viduka saw that he had emphysema.

His forehead was really opened, so he needed to bandage it up. Tang Zhenglong was fake, so he needed a big bag too.

Looking at Viduka's constipated expression, Tang Zhenglong felt amused, "Go and stimulate him again, work harder."

"Mark, what did you do with your head? This hurt me to death. Be careful next time."

Viduka looked at Tang Zhenglong coldly. If the referee hadn't stared at him, he really wanted to...

Forget it, don't think about it, impulse is the devil.

Viduka silently said "Long Live Peace" to calm himself down.

Tang Zhenglong thought to himself: "This task is a bit difficult. I really want to give Viduka a red card, but the other party is like Kong Rong who Kong Rong gave pears to, so I don't want to die."

"My brain hurts."

red card...

red card...

There are still many classic examples of red cards given to opponents in the history of football. In the 1998 World Cup in France, in the match between the Netherlands and Argentina, Argentina’s Orteja touched Van der Sar lightly. As a result, the Dutch goalkeeper fell to the ground like an electric shock.

Then there is the famous case between Beckham and Simeone, and then there is the mysterious past between Materazzi and Zidane in the World Cup in Germany.

In fact, giving an opponent a red card is a mixed blessing. People who like you say you are smart and cunning, and people who don't like you say you are immoral.

The most typical is Materazzi, the Italians regard him as a national hero, but the French must think that he is the devil and should go to hell.

After much deliberation, Tang Zhenglong still didn't know who he should learn from, or did he improvise?

"Football is really about acting."

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Australia gets a corner.

This is already Australia's fourth corner kick in this game, and the Chinese team has not yet won a corner kick.

For Australia's corner kick, Kewell took the penalty on the left and Cahill took the penalty on the right.

But whether it's on the left or the right, they basically look for the two high points of Aloisi and Viduka.

"Hey, you are so tall, almost 1 meters."

Tang Zhenglong was chattering behind him, but Viduka didn't turn his head, and kept out of sight and out of mind.

"I didn't hear it."

"I didn't hear it."

……

Viduka reminded himself that no one was talking to him.

Tang Zhenglong was so heartbroken, why don't he just learn from Materazzi?

"Mark, your wife is so beautiful, I like it."

Viduka still held back, but clenched his fists and clenched his teeth.

"Ignore him."

"Ignore him."

……

"Mark, I like your daughter too."

"Asshole, I don't have a daughter!!" Viduka finally broke out.

"It's okay, my son is fine."

"Are you trying to imitate Materazzi, you bastard?"

……

Oops, found out.

"Hahahaha, I'm not Zidane, you continue talking P, I ignore your existence."

Tang Zhenglong was helpless, and found Li Weifeng, "Brother Feng, you go to defend, I thought about it, let the professional things be left to professional people."

"I've said it a long time ago, if you listen to me, you won't lose your head."

"Hehehe." Tang Zhenglong laughed dryly for a while.

The game continued, Tang Zhenglong was depressed.

Suddenly, Sun Jihai was calling himself.

"Zhenglong, throw the ball out of bounds, I will run ahead."

"okay."

However, when the ball boy lost the ball, the ball flew into the field. Viduka saw it and kicked it.

It was this kick that inspired Tang Zhenglong.

In the 2002 World Cup, in the group match between Turkey and Brazil, the Turkish player also "kindly" kicked the ball towards Rivaldo. As a result, the Brazilian fell to the ground immediately. The referee decided that the Turkish player kicked on purpose and gave him a red card.

The ball flew towards him, and Tang Zhenglong's heart jumped.

"It's time to test your acting skills."

After playing the ball, Viduka turned his head and left, doing good deeds without leaving a name. Viduka still understands this common sense.

but……

Tang Zhenglong clutched his stomach and fell to the ground.

"Ah, my girlfriends, I cannot give you happiness."

Viduka was dumbfounded, "Did I hit him?"

It is impossible for Tang Zhenglong to kick his legs and cover his face like Rivaldo, that would be too fake, Tang Zhenglong kicked his knees and covered his important parts.

"Hey, Don, I didn't mean to."

The place where the football was played was more or less stuffed by the ball. It wasn't a big deal, but it hurt, so Viduka didn't doubt Tang Zhenglong's performance at all.

The referee ran over and gave Viduka a yellow card.

"What? Just a yellow card?"

"Referee, I have only one son in my family."

"Then make another one." Viduka laughed.

Tang Zhenglong's face darkened, "Doesn't this idiot know that there can only be one child?"

The referee raised his forearm to signal Tang Zhenglong to get up.

(End of this chapter)