big mouth ball king

Chapter 448

The game was very stalemate, and the fight between the two sides was mainly in the midfield. Everton's nickname is Toffee, which means they have a strong midfielder.

And Chelsea are not far behind, the ability of midfielders is the best in the Premier League.

Just now.

There was another ding.

Task: Teach Drogba to sing "Water of Forgetfulness"

Reward: 2000 mouth points.

Punishment: Big mouth cleared.

……

Tang Zhenglong felt as if he was dropped from space and slapped on the ground.

"Water of Forgetfulness?"

"Drogba is African Andy Lau, but he is not really Andy Lau, what is he singing about forgetting love?"

"Besides, is it possible to teach a foreigner to sing Chinese songs?"

"One sentence is fine, but it must be complete."

……

Tang Zhenglong smiled wryly and said: "System, you are getting more and more creative. Teach Drogba to sing "Forgetful Water"?"

"Give me a glass of forgetful water, so I won't cry all night."

Tang Zhenglong hummed in his heart.

"For example, if I teach him this sentence, it will count as a pass?"

"Of course the tone can't deviate too much."

Tang Zhenglong still felt super sweaty.

In addition, why did Drogba learn to sing from himself?
Forget love water!

*****
Drogba's mind was still replaying the ball he missed just now.

"Damn it, why didn't I hold it down, I was still too impatient, I have to hold on, I'm Didier, I can do it!"

Just when Drogba was wandering too far, someone suddenly patted him.

Turning his head, a flamboyant smile appeared in front of him.

"Why did you come here?"

Drogba knew that Tang Zhenglong liked to run around, but this was too far.

Tang Zhenglong was about to force the Overlord to attack.

"Sing with me, give me a cup of forgetful water, in exchange for me not crying all night."

……

……

Drogba had a question mark on his face.

"Are you scolding me?"

"No, this is a song called Wang Qing Shui."

……

……

Not only did the questions remain unanswered, but more question marks appeared on Drogba's face.

"Didier, you are very popular in China."

"is it?"

Drogba smiled slightly, everyone likes to hear good things and be loved.

"In China, everyone calls you African Andy Lau."

"What do you mean?"

Tang Zhenglong explained, but Drogba still had question marks on his face.

"This needs to be explained clearly. It is probably more difficult than getting into Oxford University." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

"Anyway, you can sing along with me."

"Give me a glass of forgetful water, so I won't cry all night."

Drogba suddenly smiled, and then patted Tang Zhenglong on the shoulder, "Tang, you must be joking with me, it was Moyes who asked you to disgust me."

……

Drogba showed an expression of "I have seen everything".

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, what should we do?

At this time, only 15 minutes into the first half, Tang Zhenglong pointed to the big screen.

"Didier, I make a bet with you, if I score a goal in five minutes, you will learn to sing from me."

This time it was Drogba's turn to be dumbfounded.

"One in 5 minutes?"

"MD, this goal is your girlfriend."

Drogba felt humiliated, so he smiled and said: "Okay, if you can score a goal within 5 minutes, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"OK."

*****
Soon Tang Zhenglong realized that he was too careless.

Chelsea's defense is really different.

Several times outside the penalty area, he was about to use the ball to correct the ball, but Essien pounced on him immediately.

"The defense is too good, I don't even have a chance to shoot."

Chelsea had studied Tang Zhenglong's shots before the game, and they were so accurate that they couldn't easily give him a chance to shoot.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Tang Zhenglong began to worry in his heart. He thought that with the correction of the ball path, scoring a goal would be easy, but...

"Don..."

The teammate sent the ball to his feet again.

Tang Zhenglong turned around to protect the ball.

what.

Suddenly Tang Zhenglong realized that as long as he held the ball with his back, Essien would not step forward.

"Could it be that I relaxed my vigilance because I felt that I couldn't shoot with my back to the goal?"

Tried a few more times, sure enough.

Tang Zhenglong was overjoyed.

"The ball path correction does not need to face the goal."

He glanced at the goalkeeper Cudicini and thought about how he would shoot later.

The commentator looked at it and was shocked again.

I saw Tang Zhenglong began to juggle the ball while holding the ball with his back.

"Why did Tang Zhenglong start juggling the ball?"

First, the back of the foot was bumped, then the thigh was padded, and finally the ball was higher than the top of the head. Only then did the commentator vaguely understand what Tang Zhenglong wanted to do.

"Don't you want a barb shot?"

Too surprised.

Essien was also taken aback. He thought Tang Zhenglong would be no threat with his back to the goal, but he didn't expect him to barb.

The ball arced and fell into the net.

Stamford Bridge was quiet for a few seconds, and then there was a complicated atmosphere. Some people were happy, our Tang Zhenglong was too strong, Chelsea had found a treasure, and some fans were unhappy that the team was behind.

Grant's face stinks.

"Is this guy from Earth? He took a barb shot from outside the penalty area and scored a goal?"

I don't know how long it took before there was a late GOOOOOOOAL! !
Yakubu rushed over.

"master."

Tang Zhenglong took a look, damn it! !
If this is thrown, how can I teach Drogba to sing the water of forgetting love?

So Tang Zhenglong flashed, and in the next second, Yakubu was in a tragedy. He missed and hit the ground directly, so that he could not die, and he was also injured.

Tang Zhenglong is sweating, but he can't control it anymore. The most important thing right now is to teach Drogba to sing.

"How's it going, Didier?"

Drogba's face is more stinky than Grant's, and he scored as soon as he said it. This goal is really your girlfriend.

"You shouldn't play tricks, right?"

Drogba puffed out his chest, "I never cheat."

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Sing with me."

"Give me a glass of forgetful water, so I won't cry all night."

……

"I don't know how to sing Chinese songs."

"You must know it. Follow me and learn word by word."

Tang Zhenglong almost knelt down when teaching Didier Drogba.

"I'm so hard!!"

"System, if you hate a person, let him teach foreigners how to learn Chinese. It's an impossible task."

"Congratulations, master, you have completed the task."

Tang Zhenglong's whole body tightened suddenly.

It seems that the nickname given to Essien in China is Joey Yung of Africa.

"I hope the system doesn't know about this gossip, or else I have to teach Essien to sing, it will kill me."

On the other hand, Yakubu couldn't hold on any longer.

Moyes could only replace Yakubu with another Nigerian striker, Victor Anichebe.

Tang Zhenglong ran to the stretcher.

"Apprentice, I'm sorry."

"Master, I am too excited."

"In the future, we should celebrate in a more civilized manner. Don't rush around. Look at this."

Yakubu Khan, someone else scored a goal, and he was injured while celebrating, which is also weird.

But after the game, Yakubu would cry and faint in the toilet.

(End of this chapter)