big mouth ball king

Chapter 591 This style is very unique
"Like sewing clothes?" Tang Zhenglong sweated.

"Does that hurt?"

"A little bit." After finishing speaking, the team doctor took out a stapler-like stuff and said with a smile: "Now it's innovative, just use this."

Tang Zhenglong was about to die of sweat. This must be healing, isn't it a treatment?

"What are you still doing in a daze, treat Tang Zhenglong quickly."

"Wait a minute, I'm brewing an emotion, well, you can start."

The team doctor squeezed the wound with his hand, and then locked it.

"Ah!!! It hurts!!!"

"Don, stop shouting like a man," Barak said.

"Damn it, you can give it a try if you have the ability?"

"Tang, there are three orders in total, and I need to order two more. Hold on."

"Ok."

"what!!!"

"It really hurts that much?"

"It hurts more than when my aunt came."

Fellaini asked stupidly: "How do you know?"

"Because my girlfriend bit my arm when she came there, of course I knew."

It turns out that everyone almost misunderstood.

"Okay, the bleeding has stopped, just bandage it up again."

The team doctor wrapped Tang Zhenglong's head completely, and then...everyone burst out laughing again.

"Don, you look like a steamed bun."

"..."

"Steamed bun?"

"My hair is messed up?"

"No! You don't have a hairstyle anymore."

"..."

Tang Zhenglong almost died of sweat.

"Team doctor, can this be removed?"

"No, otherwise it won't stop."

"Ok."

*****
"Tang Zhenglong's appearance is so unique, anyway, I couldn't help laughing when I saw it." The commentator laughed.

Tang Zhenglong was also uncomfortable.

"Maruwang, do I look particularly stupid now?"

"Will not."

"Then why do I think the corners of your mouth are slightly raised, as if you are suppressing a smile."

"No."

Fellaini looked away, smiled for a moment, then returned to seriousness.

"It's really funny, but Don and I are good friends, and I can't laugh at him to his face."

"Don, I'm going to defend."

"Oh."

*****
"Alan, if I laugh now, will it be too much?"

"Of course, Tang is one of us. His head was opened and we laughed at him. Is that still a human?"

Moyes nodded, and then the two turned their heads and burst out laughing.

"I'm sorry, I just can't help it."

"Me too."

Moyes looked up and saw that the players on the bench were also snickering.

"It's fine if I laugh, but you also laugh?"

"Hey, laughing fart!!"

*****
on the field.

When the ball reached Tang Zhenglong's feet, Ballack leaned over immediately.

"Haha."

"..."

"Sorry, I laughed out loud the first time I defended."

Tang Zhenglong was furious.

"Go to hell!!"

Tang Zhenglong broke through with the ball, passed Ballack, and then met Chelsea's defense. Unexpectedly, something more extreme happened, and they collectively laughed at Tang Zhenglong.

"Hahaha."

"Why do I feel like I'm defending a steamed bun?"

"Tang, you seem to have hit my point of laughter. I can't help it. I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't laugh at you."

"Hahaha."

Tang Zhenglong is depressed, my head is bleeding, and I actually brought you joy?Who do I ask to reason with this!

"Tang, why did you run back? Is your head uncomfortable? I suggest that the boss replace you. This is the right of the team doctor."

Tang Zhenglong shook his head, "No, do me a favor."

"what?"

"Write something on my head."

"What word?"

"handsome."

The team doctor was shocked.

"I do not know."

"I teach you."

then……

*****
"Am I not mistaken? Tang Zhenglong wrote something on his forehead. What is it?"

"I don't know Chinese characters, but my colleagues told me that the word means "Hansen"."

"That means handsome in Chinese."

"Is Don trying to tell us he's still handsome?"

"Then I... sorry, I want to laugh."

On the court, everyone laughed louder, and those who didn't know thought it was an outing.

"Tang, if you write handsome on your forehead, you will be handsome?"

"Or else?"

"Tang, you look very stupid now, I suggest you write a stupid word."

Tang Zhenglong was not happy.

"I swear, I just have to score a hat-trick and get off the pitch, I'm not going to take this kind of humiliation."

"Hahaha."

*****
Everton intercepted the ball in the midfield, Arteta looked up and saw that there were no good pass points, so he could only pass it to Tang Zhenglong.

A long pass into the penalty area, Tang Zhenglong unloaded the ball.

Terry leaned forward immediately.

Terry was a little taller than Tang Zhenglong, just facing the top of his head. Tang Zhenglong was wearing a steamed bun. Terry looked at it, suddenly laughed, and his whole body began to shake.

"Laugh ass laugh."

Suddenly Tang Zhenglong realized that this is a good opportunity—a good opportunity to surpass others.

So turn around, speed up, get out.

"Damn, I just laughed so patronizingly that I forgot about the business."

In such an instant, Tang Zhenglong had already wiped it away.

Cech scolded his teammates as idiots, so many people couldn't defend against one.

Facing Petr Cech, Tang Zhenglong shot the far corner of the goal. This kind of taller goalkeeper is weak in the third pass.

The ball rolled to the far corner, Cech did not throw the ball down.

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! ! !

"Everton pulled one back."

Petr Cech was furious as he was catching the ball from the goal. Unexpectedly, Tang Zhenglong approached him.

"What are you doing?"

"Your headgear is very beautiful, can you lend me one, my bandage is too ugly."

Cech was dumbfounded, not to mention that his headgear is custom-made, even if he still has it, why should he lend it to you?
"No."

"Oh."

Tang Zhenglong reached out and knocked.

"It's soft. I thought it was as hard as a turtle's shell."

……

"Do you still have a little bit of politeness, can you knock other people's heads at will? How about I knock your head?"

Tang Zhenglong sweated, "Why are you so serious?"

*****
One minute later, the ball was scored again, this time it was Saha who scored the goal, but Tang Zhenglong was definitely the hero.

A curve ball from the wing was sent into the penalty area, and everyone's attention was on Tang Zhenglong's "steamed bun". Unexpectedly, Saha missed it, and the ball was lost like this.

Gradually, Chelsea understood that Tang Zhenglong's "mantou" was disturbing her attention.

It's like driving a car, if something sticks on the windshield and always attracts your attention, then it's fine!

"We protested to the referee. Tang Zhenglong must wear a hat or something, otherwise it will interfere too much with us." Terry suggested.

"That's right, I want to laugh when I see him, how can I defend myself?"

The Chelsea players went to the referee, and the referee went to Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

"I interfered with them? Referee, you can ask them, can you be more shameless as a human being?"

"My head was hit by that man named Terry. I want to wear a hat? It's not impossible, I can only wear hat tricks."

(End of this chapter)