big mouth ball king

Chapter 467 Cheats
Everton's corner.

Tang Zhenglong stood in the restricted area.

Manchester United's defensive players immediately felt a thump in their hearts.

Just now Tang Zhenglong's jumping ability in his penalty area is obvious to all. If he uses this ability in offense, what will happen?
Ferdinand clings to Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, despite how short you are, your jumping ability is really good."

Tang Zhenglong grinned: "Actually, when I was young, I was occasionally Jordan."

puff!
Ferdinand found out that no matter what topic comes to Tang Zhenglong, he can blow it up.

Arteta takes the corner.

"The ball flew."

According to the commentary, based on experience, only the goalkeeper can get such a ball.

Van der Sar is ready to attack, such a high ball is the most suitable for him to jump and pick it up.

"Van der Sar jumped for the ball, it must be his."

"..."

The commentator paused for a moment, as if what he had just said was slapped in the face, because Tang Zhenglong also took off.

"Tang Zhenglong!"

"Am I hallucinating?"

"Van der Sar can reach out and jump higher than Tang Zhenglong?"

Ferguson was also dumbfounded. Van der Sar is one of the tallest players in today's football, and he can reach out, but Tang Zhenglong seems to be able to touch the ball.

"Who's going to hit the ball first?"

In the end, Tang Zhenglong and Van der Sar touched the ball at the same time, and then...

"Why are you holding my head."

Van der Sar touched it, why is the ball uneven?
Looking again, it wasn't a ball at all, it was Tang Zhenglong's big head.

Van der Sar turned his head and saw that the ball was already in the goal.

GOOOOOAL!

Van der Sar has seen a lot of goals in his career.

Long shot.

elevator ball.

Of course, there are also headers, but those are either tricky angles or powerful, but this is the first time that this kind of goal is due to jumping higher than him. For a goalkeeper with a height of 2 meters, this is humiliating.

"2 to 2."

Everton equalized again.

"My lord, Tang Zhenglong is a scoring machine."

Hearing his assistant's comments, Ferguson didn't know whether he should be happy or sad. The happy thing was that Tang Zhenglong's liquidated damages were not a sky-high price for Manchester United, but the sad thing was that the goal was scored by Manchester United.

The first half ended 2-2.

Tang Zhenglong whistled and returned to the player tunnel, but he did not expect to be targeted by Manchester United's Ferdinand, Carrick and Brown.

At a corner, Tang Zhenglong was blocked.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Tell me, do you know Chinese Kung Fu?"

"will not."

"Then how do you jump so high?"

"Good genetics."

Ferdinand and the others thought about it, this guy is soft but not tough, so that's fine.

So the three of them changed their smiling faces.

"Tang, if you know Chinese Kungfu, can you teach us?"

Ferdinand thought, if he learned Tang Zhenglong's jumping technique, wouldn't it be easy to defend high-altitude balls in the future?
"You really want to learn?"

The three nodded.

"It's not impossible, but I'm not friends with you, I can't teach you for free."

The three of you look at me and I look at you. It turns out that Tang Zhenglong is asking for money, so it's easy to handle.

"Don, how much do you want?"

Tang Zhenglong thought about it, how much is better?

"Ten thousand pounds each."

"We don't have any money with us now."

"I'll see you in 15 minutes. Cash or check is fine."

Ferdinand nodded.

"No problem, Don."

Returning to the locker room, Tang Zhenglong found the paper.

Yakubu came closer.

"Don, what are you doing?"

"Never mind."

Tang Zhenglong wants to draw a book of martial arts cheats within 10 minutes, the time is very tight.

"So you are drawing, what is this painting?"

"A famous painting worth £3."

puff.

"That's it? You paid me 3, and I..."

"must."

"Go, go, get me a cup of coffee."

"Oh."

Tang Zhenglong drew 10 pages, which really exhausted all his life's knowledge.

"All right."

Then Lee Carsley came over.

"Come and show me, Don Finch, what does your famous painting look like, it can be worth 3 yuan."

Lee Carsley burst out laughing when he saw it.

"Li, how about a bet, if what I draw sells for 3 yuan, how about it?"

"Then I'll give you £3 too."

"If not, then you give me £3."

"Really?"

"of course."

Lee Carsley was full of confidence. Tang Zhenglong's paintings were not as good-looking as his son's paintings. Not to mention 3 pounds, even 3 yuan is worthless.

Tang Zhenglong realized that this was a good opportunity to make money, so he said with a smile: "Who wants to bet with me?"

A few more teammates came over, but no one made a bet with Tang Zhenglong. They all knew that he was very tricky, and maybe someone really bought it.

"Don, you don't need to ask, you will lose this time." Lee Carsley said with a smile: "Get ready to give me 3 pounds."

"Hey, Li, just wait and see."

At the end of the intermission, at the same corner just now, the three of Ferdinand prepared 3 pounds and waited for Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, here comes the money."

Tang Zhenglong took out 10 pages of paper, and said mysteriously: "You can take it, it is my ancestors, it has a history of hundreds of years."

Ferdinand saw that the Chinese had such paper hundreds of years ago?

But he didn't understand either. A villain above was gesticulating moves, which looked quite mysterious.

Li Carsley was dumbfounded, this is a lie, just when he was about to speak, Tang Zhenglong glared at him.

Tang Zhenglong pointed to the pictures on the pamphlet.

"Just exercise according to the above method, once a day, at 6:[-] in the morning, and you will be like me in a month."

The three of Ferdinand are a little excited, this is the most valuable £3 they have ever spent.

"Ok, thanks."

Ferdinand said to Brown and Carrick: "Put it here first, and I will make two copies for you. Be sure to keep it."

After the three left, Tang Zhenglong looked at Li Carsley and found that he was stunned.

"Hey! Do you see it?"

"There are really fools in this world."

"How can I speak? I sold the paintings to them based on my ability. This is the same reason as Da Vinci and Monet's paintings are worth so much money."

Tang Zhenglong patted Lee Carsley, "By the way, what about the 3 pounds you owe me?"

Lee Carsley shook his head quickly, "We agreed, you sell the painting for 3 pounds, but cheating is not counted."

Tang Zhenglong was upset.

"How did I lie?"

Lee Carsley said with a smile: "How about I tell them that you just drew this painting in the locker room, what do you think they will do to you?"

……

Tang Zhenglong was stunned for a moment.

"Okay, I don't want £3, just keep your mouth shut."

Lee Carsley made a zip gesture on his mouth.

(End of this chapter)