big mouth ball king

Chapter 574 Let's scold the old horse together
"what?"

Cambiasso is Argentinian, unlike other Argentines, he belongs to the kind who doesn't like Maradona.

"Don't think it's a big deal for you to date Maradona's daughter."

"..."

"Damn it, what does that mean?"

Tang Zhenglong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, and said with a smile: "So you also like Maradona's daughter, so tell me earlier..."

"..."

"No!!! Only the brainless like his daughter, he is a disgrace to Argentina."

"..."

Suddenly, Tang Zhenglong embraced Cambiasso, "Boss, I think so too."

"You think so too? You are not his son-in-law."

"Haha, it's actually a misunderstanding."

Many people in the Argentine national team have long been dissatisfied with the old horse, because the old horse takes himself too seriously.

For example, during the 2006 World Cup, Maradona was like an emperor in the stands, which made many Argentine players feel very uncomfortable.

"So you actually played with Diego's daughter?"

Tang Zhenglong Khan.

"Actually, you can say the same thing."

"Hahaha."

Cambiasso patted Tang Zhenglong on the back, "Okay, we are friends now."

Zanetti rushed over to persuade a fight, but he did not expect to see a wonderful scene. Cambiasso and Tang Zhenglong hooked up shoulder to shoulder, like good friends.

"Is this guy a traitor?"

"Does that Chinese really know magic?"

Thinking of this, Zanetti covered his eyes so as not to be bewitched by Tang Zhenglong's magic.

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"Quaresma's outside instep, oh my god, the ball went into the corner."

Quaresma's outer instep is unique, and can even be described as coquettish, and the ball occasionally has an unusually weird arc.

This is the case at this time, Quaresma flicked his instep outside the penalty area without warning, and the ball flew out of a strange arc and got into the goal.

2:2.

This time Mourinho did not celebrate, so as not to be slapped in the face soon.

"Hehe, it's not certain who wins and loses."

Turning his head and looking, Mourinho was slightly dumbfounded, Tang Zhenglong was chatting with Cambiasso.

*****
"What? Diego said he lent Maxi his left foot? Pooh."

The thing is like this, in the 2006 World Cup quarter-finals, Argentina played against Mexico, the two sides fought like a raging fire, and finally Maxi kicked the world wave outside the penalty area to help Argentina advance.

Maradona told the media after the game that he lent his left foot to Maxi.

"Yeah, I also think Diego is too shameless, as if what 4000 million Argentines have done is all due to him."

"That fat man is like that, so I fucked his daughter as punishment."

"Hahaha."

Cambiasso's gossiping heart was aroused.

"Diego's daughter..."

"Cool."

"..."

"just one time."

"..."

"Yes, that's what you think."

Cambiasso Khan.

"Can you read minds?"

"No, because we're all men."

"Hahaha."

At this moment, there was a sudden roar—"What are you two doing?"

Cambiasso turned his head and saw that it was his boss Mourinho.

"Jose, we didn't chat."

"Idiot." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

"go!"

"Yes."

Tang Zhenglong was also preparing to leave.

"You stay."

"Jose, have you made a mistake? I'm not your player."

"But you messed with my players, I warn you, don't chat with my players."

"Why? It's not against the rules."

"No!! Otherwise, I will make you look good."

Tang Zhenglong was about to leave when he suddenly turned his head, "Make me look good? Jose, I'm curious, how do you want to make me look good? Hit me?"

Mourinho is a rogue, but this is the first time he has encountered a rogue like Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, you should know that my boss is rich."

"I know."

"Imagine that I buy out your contract, take you to Inter Milan and transfer you to the second team."

Mourinho originally thought that such a terrible thing, Tang Zhenglong would be scared to pee.

did not expect……

"That is to say, if you don't do anything, you get money for nothing?"

"Damn, that was my childhood dream."

"dream?"

"Yeah, my childhood dream is to grow up and not have to do anything, count money every day until I fall asleep naturally."

"Jose, you have realized my dream, hurry up!! Buy me during the winter break, and then transfer to the second team."

Mourinho was like a thunderbolt, a salted fish without dreams turned out to be so terrifying.

*****
"Zlatan Ibrahimovic."

"He got the ball in front of the box."

Although Ibrahimovic is tall, his small skills are not inferior to Brazilian players. Facing Fellaini, Ibrahimovic pulled the ball lightly, and then passed Fellaini.

"Go eat S."

But Everton's defensive players continued to pounce.

Ibrahimovic can only give the ball to Mancini.

"Bring the ball back."

Little Mancini was very unhappy with Ibrahimovic's arrogance, but there was no way, Mourinho had warned him not to engage in infighting during the game.

The ball was sent back to Ibrahimovic's feet. The Swede took a look and saw that there was a big gap in the back corner of the goal. If he forced a shot, it was still possible to score.

Howard was surprised when Ibrahimovic hit the ground with a kick. He didn't expect Ibrahimovic to be so flexible and able to turn his body 90 degrees.

The ball rolled towards the back post, and a smile appeared on the corner of Ibrahimovic's mouth.

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha."

Suddenly, he stopped laughing because someone appeared at the back post.

Tang Zhenglong's ball path prediction is on.

"Tang Zhenglong!!!"

Ibrahimovic was dumbfounded, how could this bastard appear at the back post?

Mourinho was also dumbfounded, this is simply a god-level prediction, the striker's intuition?Or does Tang Zhenglong really know magic?
Howard patted Tang Zhenglong's shoulder vigorously, "Tang, you came back in time."

"Hey, I actually came back to look for water to drink."

Tang Zhenglong picked up the water bottle next to the doorpost.

"Looking for water to drink?"

Ibrahimovic was stunned, his goal was blocked because Tang Zhenglong wanted to drink water?

"Don, is there only one water bottle in your Everton team?"

"Of course not."

"Then why do you have to come here to drink water?"

Tang Zhenglong shook his head, "I don't know, I'll come if I want to."

Soon, Mourinho also got the news that Tang Zhenglong suddenly appeared by the goal post because he was looking for water to drink.

"Is there only one water bottle for the Everton team? Are you not afraid of infection?"

"That's what I said too."

"Forget it, forget it, keep attacking, don't let Tang Zhenglong interfere with our attack, and... keep an eye on our water bottle, don't be polluted by Tang Zhenglong, I seriously suspect that he is sick now."

puff! !

The assistant coach couldn't hold back for a moment, covering his mouth and sniggering.

(End of this chapter)