big mouth ball king

Chapter 585 Spear and Shield

If you can't attack for a long time, the city gate will inevitably catch fire.

An attack by Manchester City was blocked, Everton immediately launched a counterattack, the ball reached Tang Zhenglong's feet, Kompany raised his right hand and directed his teammates.

"Leave this to me, and you defend Saha."

Tang Zhenglong saw Kompany's gesture, and obviously wanted to single out.

He headed straight for Kompany, and the two men were about to meet each other.

"No one has beaten Vincent one-on-one this season." The commentator said excitedly.

This record was not repeated until many, many years later by Liverpool's Van Dijk.

Tang Zhenglong.

Kompany.

One is the sharpest spear in the Premier League.

One is the most stable shield in the Premier League.

Everyone is looking forward to the one-on-one PK between the two.

Suddenly, Tang Zhenglong swiped with his left foot, and followed closely with his right foot.

Moyes was about to die of anger, "Silly boy, you can't ride a bicycle at all."

Cycling is a kind of talent, and those who don't know it don't know it. It can't be improved through practice.

"Okay, don't read it, it will definitely fail."

Moyes turned, and that's when he saw a hint of surprise in Alan's face.

"what happened?"

"Look."

Moyes turned his head.

"Oh my god, what is Tang Zhenglong doing? Is he possessed by Robinho?" The commentary was already incoherent.

Kompany also stayed, how is that possible?Tang Zhenglong suddenly turned into a boy on a bicycle, and his bicycle was as smooth as silk.

At last……

"It's now."

Tang Zhenglong's left foot was swaying, and his right foot suddenly stepped on the ball.

This last kick is the key to pedaling a bicycle, and it is only by this that it is possible to form an extraordinary.

"It's passed!!" Mark Hughes was shocked.

"I was passed?"

After passing Kompany, Tang Zhenglong advanced quickly and soon reached Joe Hart.

As the saying goes, if there is love in the sky, the sky will be old, so I was stunned at Hart.

Joe Hart is regarded as the background king of the world wave, and he is often scored some incredible goals.

Facing Joe Hart, Tang Zhenglong made a fake shot with his left foot, then smashed the ball, and shot an empty goal with his right foot.

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! !
Moyes jumped up, his heart that had been suppressed since Fellaini was sent off was finally released.

Mark Hughes' face was livid. The rich boss is impatient. Based on his coaching performance, he probably will be out of class after Christmas.

GOOOOOOOAL! !
Tang Zhenglong has been obliterated by his teammates.

Richards looked at Tang Zhenglong, and Kompany came over, "You finally understand now?"

"Yes, this kid is so handsome, he can really ride a bicycle."

Kompany is dumbfounded! ! !
"Are you really going to see a brain department? What kind of brain circuits are these?"

"I'm not saying that, I mean you're supposed to believe this guy doesn't have a heart attack by now, right?"

Richards shook his head, "It's not necessarily true, but he's really talented."

Kompany almost knelt, and he patted Richards on the shoulder, "Why don't you transfer to Everton."

"How can that work? My salary at Manchester City is much higher."

Kompany smiled wryly in his heart: "It seems that you are not stupid!!"

*****
At the end of the first half, Everton temporarily led 1-0. On the way back to the locker room, Robinho came up.

Heroes cherish heroes, bicycles cherish bicycles.

Tang Zhenglong's wonderful bicycle made Robinho's eyes shine.

"Your bicycle is really good. I didn't expect the Chinese to do such beautiful technical moves."

"Of course."

"Do you have an idol? I imitate Denilson."

Robinho thought to himself, "You always need an idol when cycling."

Tang Zhenglong shook his head, "This is my own creation, called Tang's Bicycle."

"..." Robinho was dying of sweat, "Why do I feel very similar to my teammate Mancini Jr."

"..."

"This guy's eyes are poisonous enough." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

"How is it possible? I don't even know Mancini. I really created it myself. It's called Tang's bicycle."

Robinho still didn't quite believe it.

"Okay, I'm going back to the locker room first, can we be friends?"

"Of course!"

*****
In the locker room, teammates surrounded Tang Zhenglong, as if watching a monster.

"Why? Do you owe me money?"

"Pooh!!"

"Honestly speaking, it's so beautiful when I secretly practice cycling."

That's what happened.

Tang Zhenglong said arrogantly: "I didn't practice, I was born with it, because I am Tang Zhenglong."

Moyes really wanted to take the lead in beating Tang Zhenglong. This guy's tone was too arrogant and irritating, as if he was the boss of Everton.

"Don, how many things are you hiding from us?"

Everyone thought to themselves, Tang Zhenglong even kept things like riding a bicycle from everyone, so could there be a bigger secret?
"Are you married?"

"Are you Chinese?"

"Are you a robot?"

"..."

Tang Zhenglong sweated to death.

"I'm a Martian? Satisfied?"

Moyes smiled and said: "Don, we are a team and don't need so many secrets. I hope you can be more honest in the future."

"Boss, there is no need to make a fuss about such a small matter."

"No, it's a matter of principle."

"Well, if you care that much, you and I confess, in fact, I go back to practice until 9 pm every day."

"Really?"

If this is the case, then Tang Zhenglong can be called a training madman. He arrives at the club at 9 am and rests at 9 pm, the standard 996.

"My dad said that genius is 99% perspiration and 1% talent."

Lee Carsley was taken aback.

"That sentence makes sense, your father is really a good man."

Moyes rolled his eyes.

"Fool, that's what Edison said."

Li Carsley was embarrassed, knowing that Tang Zhenglong had tricked him again.

Tang Zhenglong took the lead: "It's not important, what's important is that everything I have is my hard work."

"Okay, let's disperse, and the puzzle is solved."

Alan approached Moyes, "Do you really believe what Tang Zhenglong said? He trains until 9 o'clock every day?"

"Hehe, how could I believe his nonsense."

"But Tang Zhenglong's bicycle is really beautiful."

Moyes couldn't figure this out either.

"Could it be that this guy is actually Brazilian, but just happens to look like Chinese, and he lied to us that he is Chinese?"

"No way? What's the benefit of pretending to be Chinese?"

"It is easier to participate in the World Cup, and China is so big, there must be many fans."

"can you?"

"Take a chance and try him in Portuguese, and if he has an instinct, then it must be."

*****
Leave the locker room and come to the player tunnel.

Robinho leaned over again, and suddenly called out: "Ricardo!"

Tang Zhenglong ignored him.

Robinho quickly caught up, "Aren't you Brazilian?"

Tang Zhenglong sweated to death.

"Why am I Brazilian?"

Robinho's forehead was sweating. It was a long story. Simply put, he and Moyes wanted to go together.

(End of this chapter)