big mouth ball king

Chapter 42 I won't pass it on to you

"There seems to be a conflict in the Dortmund penalty area."

The Cologne players almost understood Tang Zhenglong rolling on the ground and Weidenfeller's bewildered face.

"You hit our players."

"I didn't touch him, he fell to the ground by himself."

Schultz said indignantly: "Don is an honest man, if you hadn't hit him, he wouldn't have fallen to the ground."

Weidenfeller was dumbfounded, looked at Tang Zhenglong who was rolling on the ground, and asked in doubt, "Just him? An honest man?"

The referee ran over and gave Weidenfeller a yellow card.

"I!"

Weidenfeller felt that he was very innocent, although he pushed Tang Zhenglong, but his reaction was not so strong.

The halftime re-kick-off, Van Marwijk became nervous, 2-1 and 2-0 are completely different.

The DFB-Pokal system is that a tie goes to extra time, and a tie after 120 minutes goes to a penalty shootout.

Van Marwijk waved his hand and made a pressing gesture. He could no longer play so relaxedly, and had to put a little pressure on the opponent.

Tang Zhenglong entered the system, and the skill cards were used up, but there were still 200 big mouth points.

I clicked on the system and looked, and a thing called a first-level cross card came into sight.

"What is a first-level cross?"

"It is a 10-meter by 10-meter square near the corner flag area, and you can find the player you passed first."

"You can look over there at the corner flag."

Tang Zhenglong looked over and saw a small red area near the corner flag area, which should be the effective passing area. Passes within the effective area can accurately find his teammates.

"System, does this skill guarantee that the receiver will definitely score a goal?"

"No! This is not an assist skill, it only ensures that the pass can accurately find teammates."

Tang Zhenglong understood, spent 100 Dazui points, and ordered to buy.

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After Cologne scored a goal, the rhythm of the game was once again controlled by Dortmund, but the score of 1 to 2 made the Cologne players a little more confident, at least the opponent's goal can be broken.

The commentator watched the game and suddenly discovered one thing, that is, how did Tang Zhenglong disappear?
"It's been a long time since I saw No. 99. Could it be that I was too excited after scoring a goal?"

Podolski is most dissatisfied with Tang Zhenglong not returning to defense. In modern football, how can a striker not return to defense?
"Why are you running around, help defend."

Tang Zhenglong shook his head, "I am a striker, and I have my principles."

"..."

"What kind of striker are you?"

Tang Zhenglong said unhappily: "Counting the goals in this game, you and I both scored six goals. What kind of striker do you think I am?"

This is the most annoying point for Podolski, why such a lazy person can always score goals.

After gaining the ability to cross, Tang Zhenglong stood by the sideline. Once he waited for his side to counterattack, he ran to the bottom line, and it was easy to handle after entering the passing zone.

Soon, Cologne won the ball. Of course, Podolski was the first pass point, but he also attracted the most defenses.

After receiving the ball, Podolski immediately handed it to the full-back, and then ran forward by himself.

Tang Zhenglong saw it, and immediately ran to the bottom line, raising his hand while running, "Give it to me."

The full-back was taken aback, "For you?"

I remember that during the training, Tang Zhenglong's crossing was relatively poor. Just when the full back was hesitating, Tang Zhenglong shouted again, "Give it to me!"

The full-back pushed over, and Podolski looked at it, and he didn't have much confidence. Tang Zhenglong made a pass?Are you still running?
"Forget it, let's trust Tang."

Podolski quickly ran forward, which can reduce the difficulty of Tang Zhenglong's pass.

After entering the passing zone, several teammates in the penalty area had optional yellow circles on their heads.

"Hey, that's where it's passed on."

Podolski raised his hand for the ball.

The commentator said: "Lucas has already run out of position, and Tang's best choice is to pass forward."

But Tang Zhenglong didn't want to pass the ball to Podolski. If he scored again, he would surpass himself.

So Tang Zhenglong decisively locked on Schultz at the far end.

A curve ball was passed in the past, Podolski saw it, and immediately cursed out.

"Smelly feet, I know that your passing is unreliable."

Dortmund's two central defenders took off, but the ball seemed to have eyes, and it just bypassed Dortmund's central defense line, came to the back point, and accurately found Schulz.

Schulz headed the ball and the ball smashed into the back corner of the goal.

Weidenfeller was dumbfounded and could only watch the ball hit the net.

"It's so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful. This ball reminds me of Beckham's cross. The ball bypassed the entire defense line of Dortmund. Schulz from the back point probably never dreamed that the ball could pass."

"Don surprised us too, it's really an amazing player."

Stevens couldn't believe his eyes either. Tang Zhenglong's footwork in the cross was very average. He thought he was good in front of the goal, but he didn't expect to be able to send such a wonderful cross.

Podolski was depressed. He felt that Tang Zhenglong did it on purpose. Since he had such a footwork, why didn't he pass the ball to himself?

This was Schultz's first official goal of the season. He rushed to Tang Zhenglong and threw himself on him.

"Tang, the biography is beautiful."

"You're doing well, too."

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be so accurate in the cross. I underestimated you before, and thought you knew nothing, so you would brag."

"Hahaha."

Teammates ran over to celebrate with Tang Zhenglong, and finally Podolski also came over.

"Don, nice pass, I thought you'd pass it forward."

Tang Zhenglong laughed, "I did it on purpose."

"on purpose?"

"Yeah, if I pass the ball to you, your goal will surpass me. As the real Prince of Cologne, how can I let such a thing happen."

Podolski was annoyed, and the most upset thing was not that Tang Zhenglong deliberately refused to pass it on to himself, but that he succeeded, even if he wanted to see his jokes.

Seeing Podolski's dark face, Tang Zhenglong smiled and said, "Why don't you call me boss, and I'll pass the ball to you next time."

"No need, I'll score myself."

Tang Zhenglong shrugged, "Okay then, don't regret it, maybe in the future Schultz will surpass you in goals."

Podolski chuckled, hugged Tang Zhenglong, and hit him hard behind the scenes a few times.

"Congratulations."

Cough, cough, cough.

"Are you going to shoot my lungs out!!"

"If you really have the ability, help Cologne advance."

As soon as this remark came out, Tang Zhenglong also became serious. Podolski was right. Internal competition is necessary, but the premise is to win the game. If you lose, then internal competition is meaningless.

"Lucas, we will advance." Tang Zhenglong smiled.

(End of this chapter)