big mouth ball king

Chapter 56
"There it is, Klose's somersault."

"Haha, although the German team doctor warned Milo not to do this again, he still didn't hold back."

When Klose flips, it must be a goal.

Klose patted his sneakers and thanked the new sneakers for his good luck.

Stevens checked his watch, 55 minutes into the second half.

"Still lost the ball."

Although it was much better than expected, Stevens was still very upset.

Bremen's side was so excited that if they scored quickly in the first half, then the whole team of Bremen would not feel that there was anything to be happy about. After all, the opponent was Cologne, but this time was different, because the goal was really difficult to score.

The initiator of the ball was Micoud, but this time the Frenchman did not pass the ball, but made a curved ball in front of the penalty area.

The ball went straight to the back corner of the goal.

Sfante made the first pounce, but Klose's second supplementary shot was really helpless and the goal was scored.

The ball is in! !

"0 to 1, the problem is thrown to Cologne."

Podolski felt someone pat him on the shoulder, and turned his head to see Tang Zhenglong.

"Lucas, I want to ask you a question."

"what?"

"I'm thinking of doing a celebratory gesture after scoring a goal. What do you think is a special gesture?"

"Like Klose's somersault, it has a brand identity."

Podolski chuckled, "Crazy, let's talk about it after you score the goal."

A goal, but changed the situation on the court, and the players in Cologne began to feel unconfident.

Except for Podolski and Tang Zhenglong, the others didn't really believe that they could win back, after all, the opponent was the Bundesliga champion.

Tang Zhenglong stood at the right forward position, facing Bremen's Brazilian defender Naldo.

This is also an atypical defender, a defender with stronger offensive ability than defensive ability, and a violent long-range shot is against the sky.

Naldo, who is tall and big, didn't take Tang Zhenglong seriously.

The Cologne midfielder hung the ball forward. Tang Zhenglong gave it up when he saw that it was a header. This one must not be able to beat Naldo, after all, the opponent's height is there.

After doing this several times, Naldo looked down on Tang Zhenglong, thinking that Tang Zhenglong was a waste at all.

"Hey, how did you get to Cologne?"

Tang Zhenglong looked at him with contempt, and said, "Nigger."

"what!!"

Black Brazilians would be furious about this title. It is said that Argentines like to call them this very much, and they often fight.

"Can you say that again!"

To be honest, the Chinese are relatively neutral about the word nigger, not meant to be an insult, so Tang Zhenglong said it again, "nigger."

Naldo strangled Tang Zhenglong's neck.

"Help."

Podolski ran over immediately.

"He called me a nigger."

"Don, is it true?"

"Of course not."

"How dare you lie."

"I really didn't. He called me a Chinaman."

The referee ran over, Tang Zhenglong threatened: "We are not Germans, if you dare to bite me, then I will bite you too."

Naldo was dumbfounded, this is too rascal.

But think about it, everyone is not German, and the crime of racial discrimination is not easy to establish.

"What's going on with you two?" the referee asked.

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said, "I asked him why he grew so tall, and whether he took Changgao Pills when he was a child."

"Chang Takamaru?"

The referee knew Tang Zhenglong was talking nonsense as soon as he heard it.

"He told me that there was no Chang Gao Wan."

After finishing speaking, Tang Zhenglong was laughing alone, but the referee did not laugh. He warned Tang Zhenglong, "This is the last verbal warning, and the next one is a yellow card."

Tang Zhenglong nodded.

Werder Bremen played a beautiful attack, Micoud passed the ball diagonally to Klose, Milo hit a bad corner hard, and the ball went a little bit wide.

"My God, Milo missed the chance to seal the victory." The commentator regretted.

Soon, Cologne also played an attack. When the ball flew to Podolski, the Bremen defender stretched his leg and kicked. The referee gave an indirect free kick.

Indirect free kick?
This should be a good opportunity, Tang Zhenglong entered the system to look, and remembered seeing similar skills.

A first-level indirect free kick must be scored (within 25 meters), and the asking price is 100 points.

"exchange."

Tang Zhenglong walked up to the ball and put his hands on his hips, "Go away, I'll take the ball."

Schultz smiled and said, "Don, do you understand the rules? This is an indirect free kick and you cannot shoot directly."

Tang Zhenglong's face was sweating, and he felt humiliated.

"Of course I know!"

Podolski ran over, "Don, are you sure?"

"Of course."

An indirect free kick requires the cooperation of three people, one push and one step, and the last person comes up to shoot.

Tang Zhenglong backed away, and the arrangement for the ball was that Schulz flicked it, Podolski stepped on the ball, and Tang Zhenglong came up to shoot.

Although there are skill cards, Tang Zhenglong still has no idea because he has never practiced them.

Stevens didn't know what happened on the field, why Tang Zhenglong came to shoot.

But Tang Zhenglong had brought him too many surprises, so he chose to believe.

The referee whistled, and Schultz flicked lightly.

Lucas stomps.

Tang Zhenglong ran up quickly and kicked the ball.

I only heard a scream, the ball hit Naldo's stomach, and then refracted. By the time the goalkeeper reacted, it was too late and the ball was scored! !

Podolski was stunned. The ball should have been kicked blindly and aimed at people, but the effect was really good.

Naldo suspects, no, it should be said that Naldo is 100% sure that Tang Zhenglong did it on purpose, but if it was intentional, then his footwork is too superb.

The score of 1 to 1 made Bremen silent at home.

"Celebrate, celebrate, I'm going to celebrate."

Tang Zhenglong rushed to the sidelines, put his left and right hands behind his back, and made a gesture of scrubbing.

"This is..." The commentator suddenly laughed.

"It's a scrub pose."

Tang Zhenglong rubbed and rubbed, rubbed on the left and rubbed on the right.

Teammates rushed over and laughed loudly: "Tang, your celebration posture is really ugly."

Tang Zhenglong was also sweating, and it was not his turn to perform the classic celebration. After much deliberation, he could only win by surprise.

Although the action is not good-looking, but the effect is good, I saw that the brand celebration progress bar in the system has risen.

(10/100)

Tang Zhenglong is still very happy, the important thing is to complete the task and get the corresponding rewards, as for the face and so on.

1 to 1 made Schaff face like a layer of frost.

I thought Cologne was the appetizer before Christmas, but now it seems that it is really not easy to swallow the opponent in one bite.

(End of this chapter)