big mouth ball king

Chapter 675 A Hat

corner kick! !
Real Madrid's corner kick!
Florentino was so excited that he stood up to watch the game.

"Mr. Chairman, watch your blood pressure."

"Fuck your blood pressure, do you know football is bigger than life?"

Both Ramos and Pepe rushed forward.

Goalkeeper Alan Subia kicked the goal and made a muffled sound.

"Cheer up and pay attention to Ramos, Pepe, Ronaldo and Benzema."

"Where's the Chinese?"

"What do you care about that little dwarf?"

I'll fuck it!
This was heard by Tang Zhenglong.

"You say I'm short?"

"Fuck!!"

Tang Zhenglong entered the system.

"System, butter hand skills, I want to punish this Spanish idiot."

"OK."

But no ding was heard.

Usually, as long as the mouth is buckled, there will be a ding.

"What's going on? I remember talking loud enough, right?"

"I'm giving it away for free this time."

"..."

Tang Zhenglong knows the system too well.

"Hehe, please don't, one size is one size."

"This time I will send you off."

"Hehe, what on earth do you want to do?"

"I need you to do me a favor."

as predicted! !
"Let's just say it first, I won't do anything illegal."

"Don't worry, it's very simple."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Tang Zhenglong's mouth: "Why don't I believe it!!"

But the most important thing at the moment is the butter hand skill.

Alan Subia!
go to hell! !

Alonso took a corner kick, and time and space at the Bernabeu seemed to be suspended.

The ball arrived in the middle, and several header masters of Real Madrid were restricted. At this time, Alan Subia jumped high and was about to pick the ball.

"handsome!!"

"24K pure handsome."

Many people especially like the moment when the goalkeeper jumps up to pick up the ball, it is really cool.

Alan Subia put on a super handsome pose and reached out to pick it up, but... this time he was in a tragedy.

"Let's go!!"

"Alan Subia is also an old goalkeeper, how could he make such a low-level mistake?"

After the ball leaked, it came to the back point, and the Depor players took a look.

"It's a dwarf!!"

Tang Zhenglong kicked the ball into the goal.

"Hat-trick, Tang Zhenglong performed a hat-trick in the first game, this investment is too worthwhile."

Florentino jumped up.

3 to 2, Real Madrid completed a major reversal.

Alan Subia touched the glove.

"No butter, how can it be so slippery?"

Tang Zhenglong was crushed by his excited teammates and celebrated to his heart's content.

"We reversed course."

"Hula, Tang Zhenglong!!"

"Can everyone stop being so excited? My body is still important. If I get injured, who will score for you in the future? Could it be Ronaldo?"

Ronaldo reached out and knocked on Tang Zhenglong's head.

"Damn, Cristiano, you dare to hit me!!"

"It was you who hit."

In the last few tens of seconds, Deportivo failed to organize an effective attack. The score was fixed at 3 to 2, and Real Madrid won their first victory of the new season.

Fermina went to Florentino's box.

"Grandpa, congratulations to your team for their first win."

"It was breathtaking, that's why I love football."

"You get your money's worth."

"Haha, that's for sure. I think Tang Zhenglong is worth at least 2 million now."

"Grandpa, you are really a profiteer."

Florentino gave his granddaughter a gentle pinch on the face.

"How do you talk to grandpa?"

*****
In the mixed interview area after the game, the reporters were eager to try. Tang Zhenglong's performance was really amazing, and there were too many news points.

Tang Zhenglong saw Fernando of "World Sports News" at a glance, that is, the mouthpiece of Barcelona.

"The first opportunity to ask questions is for World Sports Daily."

"From the perspective of the court, you basically have no interaction with Ronaldo and Benzema. It is really like what the outside world said. Are you incompatible? Also, who is the first brother of Real Madrid now?"

This is obviously the problem of picking things up.

Tang Zhenglong smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm not good at Spanish, give me a translator."

The on-site press officer said: "Sorry, there is no Spanish translation here."

"No, forget it!! Next."

Fernando was dumbfounded!

"Wait a minute, I can speak English."

"What do you say."

Fernando said it again in broken English.

"Damn, I can't understand your English even more. How about this, let me have a Chinese translation."

"Sorry, the Bernabéu stadium does not provide such a service."

"Forget it, next one."

Fernando was crying to death.

Sofia from Marca asked.

"A hat-trick in the first game, this is the most perfect debut, did you think of it last night?"

"No."

"What do you like to do at night?"

The reporters looked expectant, yes, what do you like to do at night?
Tang Zhenglong chuckled, "I usually do yoga at night, and then watch TV."

"That's it? But your good friend Marcelo is a nightclub guy."

"He is a Brazilian who has been in nightclubs since he was a child. I am different. My favorite place to go since I was a child is the library."

If the library had a soul at this time, Tang Zhenglong would be slapped in the face severely and asked, "Have you been to the library once since you were a child?"

"Library? What's your favorite book?"

""Tian Long Ba Bu""

"..."

Tang Zhenglong immediately explained: "Chinese novels are very good."

Fernando couldn't take it anymore.

"It's also in Spanish, why can she just ask you? Could it be because "Marca" is the mouthpiece of Real Madrid?"

Tang Zhenglong thought for a while: "Maybe it's your accent."

puff! !

As we all know, many people in the Barcelona area speak Catalan, which is really different from Spanish.

"Can you speak with a Madrid accent?"

……

"You bastard, I'm proud to be Catalan."

Tang Zhenglong put on a disconnected expression.

"Sorry, I still don't understand."

Fernando knelt down.

*****
On the bus back, Marcelo found Tang Zhenglong, "Don't talk nonsense, okay, what do you mean I grew up in nightclubs? I was very poor when I was young, so how can I have money to go to nightclubs?"

"Really? I thought you grew up in nightclubs."

"Screw you."

"Okay, I get it, I won't talk about it in the future."

"By the way, do you really like going to the library?"

Tang Zhenglong nodded.

"I heard you were from the University of Liverpool."

Tang Zhenglong wanted to cry but had no tears. Liverpool had already told him that with his absenteeism rate, he graduated?Don't think about it.

"That's it."

"Then can you teach me to read? I think it's very attractive to learn more knowledge."

"no problem."

Tang Zhenglong was beating drums in his heart, what should we do?I haven't read a few books myself, it seems that I can only be fooled.

Anyway, Marcelo doesn't seem to like learning, so just find a few books to fool him.

(End of this chapter)