big mouth ball king

Chapter 401
GOOOOOOOOOOOAL! !
Goodison Park is like a popcorn machine.

It exploded! !

"Haha, that Chinese scored a goal."

"What! His name is Tang Zhenglong."

"Yes, he is our baby."

The people next to him were stunned.

"Jerry, you just called him an asshole."

……

"I'm the bastard, is that okay?"

"Hahaha."

On the sidelines, Moyes was hit by Gravesen and almost fell.

"Haha, boss, I'm so excited. Fortunately, you didn't replace Tang Zhenglong."

"Nonsense, I knew this was going to happen, I'm Scottish."

In fact, what Moyes means is that I am as good as another Scot (Ferguson).

On the court, teammates surrounded Tang Zhenglong.

Neville was the first to run over.

"Don, your foot is so beautiful."

"It's okay, it's okay, I just used one level of skill."

puff.

blow!
But at this moment, his teammates don't care whether Tang Zhenglong is bragging. If you can score goals, you are the truth.

On Wigan Athletic's side, coach Chris's face was ugly.

"How can you not block this ball?"

The team members were stunned and scolded. Didn't you say that you gave the opponent the right to fire?

But no one dared to talk back.

Chris also knew he was wrong.

He also didn't expect that Everton's striker could shoot such a beautiful shot, he was careless.

Chris called a defensive player, "Keep an eye on that No. 9 for me, don't let him shoot in the penalty area."

1:1.

It was an acceptable result for Wigan Athletic away at home, taking a point at Goodison.

But for Moyes, this is of course an unpleasant result.

"Keep going, it's nothing but Wigan Athletic."

"What? Just?"

Chris is not happy.

"Hey! What are you talking about! You are just Everton."

"Really? Much better than you."

There was a war of words on the sidelines, and on the court, players from both sides were at war.

Wigan Athletic's rough play angered Lee Carsley.

Lee Carsley, a tough Irish bald man with a tough style of play and a hot temper.

He and the opponent's midfield hard steel up.

"Asshole, believe it or not, I abolished you."

"try it yourself."

The players on both sides tried to persuade them, but the referee didn't care about it at all. Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded. As expected of the Premier League, the scale is really wide.

At 80 minutes into the game, it was still 1-1, and even the most die-hard Everton fans had silently accepted a draw.

"It's okay, the league has just begun."

Just now.

Lee Carsley blasts a shot in front of the penalty area.

The ball was refracted to Tang Zhenglong once.

The opponent's defender suffered a loss just now, and this time he rushed over immediately.

"Tang Zhenglong shoots!"

"..."

"My God, what is Tang Zhenglong doing?"

Moyes was about to cry, and Tang Zhenglong kicked empty.

But the opposing defender completely flew out to block it.

Originally, Tang Zhenglong was too embarrassed, but he saw it.

"Hey, it's a good shot chance."

Tang Zhenglong poked it with his toe.

Wigan Athletic's goalkeeper was stupid again.

The ball flies into the far corner quickly.

GOOOOOOOOOOAL! !
"It turns out that we were all wrong. Tang Zhenglong didn't miss the kick. He did it on purpose. It was a fake move."

"Fake action?"

Moyes was a little taken aback.

Teammates ran over.

"Don, did you miss the kick, or did you do it on purpose?"

Tang Zhenglong said without hesitation, "Of course it was intentional. This is called a false kick. I invented it myself. I pretended to have missed the kick and then shot after shaking the opponent away."

"Wow, Tang Ke is really amazing!"

The teammates patted Tang Zhenglong on the shoulder, treating him like a treasure.

The Wigan Athletic manager was on the verge of tears.

"It was obviously an empty kick, but it passed the defender perfectly."

"Has this guy worshiped God?"

The central defender stood blankly in front of the head coach.

"Boss, should I give the opponent the right to fire next time or not?"

"..."

The head coach said angrily: "How do I know, I am not your youth training coach, this is your duty as a central defender."

"But……"

2:1.

Moyes was already satisfied. He waved his hand and asked his players to retreat. Everton's strength was already higher than that of the opponent.

Now playing Wigan Athletic's defensive counterattack is simple and easy.

Wigan Athletic also went all out. Anyway, if you lose one, you lose, and if you lose two, you lose.

At the 88th minute of the game, Everton counterattacked, and Arteta accurately sent the ball to Tang Zhenglong's feet.

The opponent's defender faces a life choice-to pounce or not to pounce.

This is a philosophical question.

Forget it.

Pounce.

The opponent's defender rushed forward.

As a result, the dumbfounded thing happened again.

Tang Zhenglong stopped the ball too much!
Tang Zhenglong was also embarrassed. Arteta's long pass was so accurate that he made a mistake when he stopped the ball.

But this mistake, instead formed a wonderful extraordinary.

The commentator excitedly said: "Could it be that it's just pretending again? At first glance, it looks like a mistake in stopping the ball, but it's actually a mistake?"

"It's the same as pretending to kick empty just now."

After the ball passed, it was Tang Zhenglong's best link - speed overtaking.

All the fans in the stadium stood up, they were cheering for Tang Zhenglong.

Facing the goalkeeper.

Tang Zhenglong pushed the ball into the near corner of the goal with ease.

GOOOOOAL! !
"Unbelievable."

"Tang Zhenglong performed a hat-trick."

Moyes clenched his fists tightly, and he made the right bet. If he had replaced Tang Zhenglong in advance, nothing else would have happened.

At this time, assistant coach Alan asked a question-"Did Don do it on purpose? Or did he really make a mistake?"

Moyes patted Alan on the shoulder.

"What do you care about so much? As Tang Zhenglong said, as long as you score a goal, you don't care whether he plays standing up or lying down."

……

Alan Irwin nearly died of sweat.

"Boss, you have learned badly."

Alan couldn't believe it, what would the atmosphere here be like after Tang Zhenglong stayed at Everton for half a year?

"Now we finally know why Chelsea spent so much money to buy Tang Zhenglong." The commentator said excitedly.

The last few minutes of the game were rubbish time and the Wigan Athletic manager left early.

The final score was 3 to 1.

The home fans are happy for the first league win. You must know that in the Premier League, every game in the league is not easy to play. It is not empty talk that the Premier League has no weak teams.

When everyone was celebrating, Tang Zhenglong had to complete the task.

"Start with the number 1 jersey."

Tang Zhenglong thought, if he could collect Wigan Athletic jerseys from No. 1 to No. 10, that would be the best.

But that would probably be regarded as trash collection...

"Forget it, just accept as many as you can."

Tang Zhenglong walks towards Wigan Athletic's No. 1 goalkeeper Chris Kirkland.

"Hey, can we swap jerseys?"

(End of this chapter)