big mouth ball king

Chapter 626
"Don, I know you're trying to delay time, but can you talk about science." The referee laughed.

This is the first time the referee has seen this kind of lying on the ground and delaying time.

Tang Zhenglong was very upset.

"Referee, I have a heart attack, the same kind as Vivienne."

puff.

"Referee, let him die!!" Ferguson shouted angrily.

Damn it, is this still a human language?

If this was Manchester United's home court, then the stretcher would have entered the field long ago, but this is Everton's home court, and the staff are all old drivers, so they all understand.

Ferguson was furious.

"Where's the stretcher? Have a heart attack too? Can heart disease be contagious now?"

Ferguson rolled up his sleeves, lifted the stretcher with the assistant coach, and entered the field in person.

The fans in the audience were stunned. This may be the biggest idler in Everton's history.

Booooooooooo.

Huge boos sounded, Moyes wanted to block, but Ferguson had already entered the field.

"Put him up quickly."

Tang Zhenglong rolled over and went down again.

"Nima!!"

The referee signaled Ferguson to leave immediately.

"It's not your job, I'm warning you one last time."

Ferguson couldn't help it, but he was still cursing.

"He is pretending, and the whole world knows it."

The referee also knows, but there is no way. FIFA has strengthened the protection of players after the Vivienfort incident. If someone falls to the ground, the referee must take care of it.

The referee signaled the staff to carry Tang Zhenglong away. In order to prevent Tang Zhenglong from making mistakes again, he gave Tang Zhenglong a serious warning.

"Don, if you accidentally roll off the stretcher, then I'll give you a yellow card, and you don't need to play again."

Tang Zhenglong's heart skipped a beat, "How do you know I'm going to get out?"

"Damn it!! I'd better transfer to the Premier League, the referees here know me too well."

Soon, Tang Zhenglong returned to the court, the audience burst into warm applause, and Ferguson became even more angry.

"Shameless!!!"

*****
Ding sound.

Goal warning.

Tang Zhenglong's heart skipped a beat. If he misses a goal at such a time, all previous efforts will be wasted.

It was Manchester United's free kick, Ronaldo took a corner kick, Rooney nodded and scored.

Looking at the angle of the ball, Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, because unless he stretched out his hand, he couldn't reach the ball.

Tang Zhenglong was caught in a dilemma. If he stretched out his hand, then it would be a red card and a penalty kick. If he did not stretch out his hand, then it would be 100% a goal.

"If only I were as tall as Yao Ming, woo woo woo."

Suddenly, Tang Zhenglong had an idea.

Ronaldo's corner kick went to the back point, and Ferguson's heart almost jumped out. This ball seems to be a play.

"Rooney!"

Rooney swung his legs and was about to shoot when he suddenly heard a whistle from boo.

"Our penalty?"

Excited, Rooney did not shoot.

"Is it our penalty?"

The Everton players were also stunned. At this moment, Tang Zhenglong kicked the ball away.

Rooney shouted at the referee: "Is it a penalty?"

The referee was dumbfounded, "I didn't blow the whistle."

"I obviously heard it, it's very clear, it's right next to my ear."

"You probably heard the wild whistle of the fans."

"Wild whistle?"

"Impossible, the wild whistle of the fans can't be so clear."

Suddenly, Rooney looked at Tang Zhenglong, "Is it your fault?"

Tang Zhenglong shrugged, "Don't talk nonsense."

"It must be your ventriloquism, you bastard, I shouldn't be listening to the whistle."

The referee estimated that Tang Zhenglong was responsible for it too, but the problem is that everything he did was not fouled.

Ferguson was furious: "This is cheating. This is Tang Zhenglong blowing the whistle. There are two referees on the field. Honestly, Manchester United is at a disadvantage. This is unreasonable."

Moyes said angrily: "Sir, you can't talk nonsense, there is no problem on our side."

"No problem? Well, you are as shameless as Tang Zhenglong now."

"My lord, please don't rely on the old to sell the old."

"I rely on the old to sell the old? Hehe, well, congratulations on reaching the semi-finals, Everton is the champion, is that okay?"

Ferguson started booing.

On the court, Howard covered his mouth and whispered to Tang Zhenglong, "Tang, you did a great job. When will you be able to ventriloquist."

"Hehe, you can learn it casually, and it's not a very powerful thing."

"Haha."

******
In the last few minutes, Manchester United seemed to have lost their souls. They felt that they had been robbed.

The final score was fixed at 2 to 2, and the total score was 4 to 3. Everton eliminated Manchester United and entered the semi-finals of this season's Champions League.

After the game, Tang Zhenglong was surrounded by his teammates in front of the fans, and everyone celebrated together. It was the Champions League semi-final.

Ferguson was interviewed.

"We all saw the game process. We were robbed of the victory. Tang Zhenglong imitated the referee's whistle and seriously interfered with the game. He should be suspended."

"My lord, but the wild whistle cannot prove that it was sent by Tang Zhenglong."

"Of course, United had seven people in the box and they all heard it."

"But the Everton players said they didn't hear it."

Ferguson's eyes widened, "Are you in the third grade? Even if the Everton people hear it, will those bastards admit it?"

"My lord, in fact, Everton performed well, you can't deny this because of a ball."

"Nice fart!!"

"It's good to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead? It's good to delay time on the sidelines? It's good to imitate the referee blowing whistle?"

"Did you learn English from your physical education teacher?"

The hair dryer is indeed a hair dryer, and the female reporter was scolded and cried on the spot.

"Hehe, are you crying? Congratulations, you have learned all of Tang Zhenglong's skills."

It was Tang Zhenglong's turn to be interviewed.

The issue of whistle blowing cannot be circumvented.

"What? Whistling?"

Tang Zhenglong looked innocent.

"Hehe, that's impossible. I think Rooney must have hallucinations. He should go to the hospital to have his ears checked."

"But the whole Manchester United team heard it."

"Really? Then the whole team should check their ears, maybe the group can get a discount."

puff.

"My lord has said a lot of bad things about you."

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said: "I choose to forgive him. After all, he is an old man, but what I want to tell him is that Manchester United no longer has such a big advantage, unless they buy players who are at the same level as Tang Zhenglong."

……

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"Of course, it is very difficult to buy the World Footballer, and I know that."

The reporters laughed, shameless I only obey Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, do you have any expectations for the semi-finals? For example, what opponent do you hope to meet?"

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as you don't afford to lose like Manchester United."

In the background, when Ferguson saw Tang Zhenglong's words, he was almost so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage.

"I can't afford to lose?"

"I was obviously hacked."

(End of this chapter)