big mouth ball king

Chapter 481
Tang Zhenglong looked at Pizarro with strange eyes.

To put it simply, this look has surpassed friendship, and Pizarro felt uncomfortable all over.

"Hahaha, if Didier Drogba didn't play, the African Andy Lau meme would be invalidated."

Tang Zhenglong still clearly remembers the last time he faced Chelsea in the league, the strange missions arranged by the system really made people vomit blood.

"Master, don't be complacent, I may also assign other tasks."

"Hahaha, I've seen it, and Joey Yung in Africa isn't there either."

In this game, Grant arranged for Ballack and Mikel as the double midfielders, and Essien did not enter the starting lineup.

Pizarro couldn't hold back, and leaned over.

"Don, is there something on my face?"

"No."

"Then why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's nothing, Claudio, I heard about your name as early as in the Bundesliga, and I am very happy to play against you."

"Really?" Pizarro was dubious, Tang Zhenglong could be so good?
After the game started, Ballack leaned over, and Tang Zhenglong took a look, just in time to show off his German.

"Hi Michael, how are you?"

Barak glanced at Tang Zhenglong, but ignored him at all.

"Let's chat, I haven't used German for a long time."

Barak still glanced at Tang Zhenglong.

"The Germans are so indifferent." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

After the start of the game, Chelsea took the initiative in the game and took the lead in terms of ball possession.

The ball went to Ballack's feet.

Chelsea's wings fly together.

Joe Cole on the left and Wright Jr. on the right plugged in immediately, and Pizarro also started to move.

Ballack is the core of the German team's midfield. He keenly discovered that Wright Jr. can pass the ball.

Ballack sent the ball over and ran forward himself so that he and Pizarro could form two outflanking points.

Tang Zhenglong looked at it, ignored me, right?
Well, I'll defend you.

"Michael, wait for me."

"Michael, who is your favorite German female star? I think the German supermodel Heidi Klum is very beautiful, how about you?"

Ballack was angry. Others learn German to communicate, and Tang Zhenglong learns German well to harass others?
"Michael, let's have dinner together after the game."

Barack was furious, but he had no choice but to hold back.

Little Wright saw that the points in the penalty area were chaotic, and it could only be a miracle of great effort.

One foot stuck to the ground and sent into the penalty area.

Barak shoveled out, Tang Zhenglong saw it, and followed him.

"Tang Zhenglong hit the ball first." The commentator looked at it.

However, after the ball touched Tang Zhenglong's feet, a broken line occurred, and it reached the back point. At this time, Pizarro just caught up.

"This ball... turned into an assist?"

Pizarro flicked the ball into the goal with ease from the back point.

Tang Zhenglong Khan is dead, Oolong assists!
The fans at Stamford Bridge started shouting in unison: "Tang Zhenglong, I love you."

"Tang Zhenglong, I love you."

"Hahaha, everyone, listen to what the home fans are shouting. Tang Zhenglong is indeed from Chelsea, and his heart is still toward his boss."

Barack patted Tang Zhenglong with a smile on his face, "What did you just say? Who is my favorite German female star?"

"I prefer Diane Kruger."

Tang Zheng stared at gold stars in his long eyes.

"I don't want to talk now, I just want to cry."

Chelsea was celebrating a goal, and Everton teammates ran over to tease Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, we know you're from Chelsea, but it's too obvious."

"Obviously your size, I was not careful. I made the own goal assist to defend Ballack."

"Really? Your footwork is so accurate, maybe you did it on purpose."

"Get out!! I love Everton, believe it or not, anyway, I love Everton very much."

"Don, you go back, Edith will punish you to kneel on the floor."

……

Tang Zhenglong really wanted to jump up and beat up these animal teammates. Not only did he not comfort himself, but he also made fun of himself.

Moyes on the sidelines signaled Tang Zhenglong to go over.

"Boss, I didn't mean to."

"I believe you."

"Thank you boss for your trust."

But Moyes' next sentence made Tang Zhenglong vomit blood again.

"If you did it on purpose, Edith won't spare you."

……

"Is this meme funny?"

The game continued. After scoring the goal, Ballack felt better. This time it was his turn to chat with Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, what other German female stars do you like? We can communicate."

Barack smiled like a flower.

"Sorry, my German is not good."

"Hehe, don't be like this, if you didn't run after me, there wouldn't be such a beautiful assist."

Tang Zhenglong put on a poker face and refused to talk to Barack.

Soon, Chelsea's attack made a comeback and the ball was given to Joe Cole.

For Joe Cole, many people's deepest impression is that in the 2006 World Cup, Joe Cole's shocking long-range shot against Sweden was one of the most glorious moments in his life.

Joe Cole dribbled the ball from the side, and Pizarro suddenly ran from the center of the penalty area to the right. His run immediately disrupted Everton's defense. At the same time, Ballack and Wright Jr. also rushed into the penalty area.

Just when everyone thought that Joe Cole would send a cross, he suddenly chose to cut in and hit the near corner of the goal with a burst shot.

Howard was unprepared for this, and the ball flew almost straight, without any spin.

Howard threw himself to the limit, but the ball went in without any suspense, like Hu Yifei beating Zeng Xiaoxian.

GOOOOOOAL! ! !

Moyes' face was a little ugly.

Only 20 minutes into the first half, it was already 0-2. Although Chelsea are strong, they are not weak either.

"It's Bill's egomaniac. I said we can only win one championship. He insists on winning all of them. How is this possible!!"

"Joe Cole's long-range shot is so beautiful, this shot may not have been expected by his teammates."

"GOOOOOAL!!"

Grant's face stretched.

Although the gold content of the League Cup championship is not as high as that of the league championship, it is still a trophy. Bragging is good.

When Tang Zhenglong was depressed, these beast teammates came again.

"Tang, what's the matter with you, it's 0-2."

I'll fuck it! !

Tang Zhenglong was confused.

The first goal was my fault, I admit it, but does the second goal have anything to do with me?

"Dear garbage teammates, what does the second conceded goal have to do with me?"

"Of course there is. Who told you not to score goals? If you score goals, the opponents will not always attack us."

……

Tang Zhenglong was convinced.

"Dear rubbish teammates, what I want to tell you is that the opponent's goal is not my girlfriend, so you can score if you say so."

The teammates were silent for a second, and then burst out laughing.

Tang Zhenglong almost died of sweat.

(End of this chapter)