big mouth ball king

Chapter 683

Zurich's home stadium, Letzigren Stadium, is a small stadium with a capacity of about 2 people. However, considering that the population of Switzerland is only about 800 million, which is not as large as that of a large city in China, a small stadium is normal.

After the game started, Zurich retreated to defend and put up an iron barrel formation.

Pellegrini crossed his arms and chest, which is expected. In the group stage, Real Madrid's task may be to break the dense defense.

Tang Zhenglong found Ronaldo.

"Luo Luo, I need to discuss something with you."

"Rolo?"

C Rohan died.

"Can you stop disgusting me and call me Cristiano."

"It's too long. I'm Chinese. I'm not used to such a long name. My tongue will get tied up."

"Luo Luo, this is a weak opponent, do you know what this means?"

"What does it mean?" Ronaldo wondered.

"It means we can score goals."

Ronaldo froze.

"Scoring goals? You thought it was a game, there are no weak teams in Europe!!"

"Hehe, a child without dreams."

Ronaldo ran away and ignored Tang Zhenglong, but he didn't expect that Tang Zhenglong really scored after 5 minutes.

A shot from outside the penalty area, the ball is very floating, and the ball is turning around.

then……

just entered.

GOOOOOOOAL!

"Damn it, I didn't turn on the ball path correction, how could it have such an effect, could it be that I have become a fairy?"

"Master, there is a situation called dog luck."

"You're lucky."

GOOOOOOOOOOOAL!

"Real Madrid's first Champions League goal this season came from Tang Zhenglong."

The Zurich players were dumbfounded. It's okay to lose, but it's too easy, right?
Ronaldo originally didn't want to run over to celebrate with Tang Zhenglong, but there was no way.

"Luo Luo, I told you earlier, this opponent is for us to score goals."

Ronaldo was dumbfounded.

"Why are you standing still?"

Following Ronaldo's gaze, Tang Zhenglong turned around and saw several Zurich players clenched their fists and stared angrily.

"Everyone remember, the Chinese said that we were scored by him."

"Understood, I won't be polite when I meet him again."

******
"Cristiano."

"Benzema."

"Raul."

"Real Madrid had the ball up front and Zurich had no chance at all."

"The ball has reached Tang Zhenglong's feet."

"Flying shovel, why is it flying shovel again, do Zurich people have any grudge against Tang Zhenglong?"

Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground and rolled.

The referee gave the opponent a yellow card.

Ronaldo came over to pat Tang Zhenglong.

"You really shouldn't provoke opponents, footballers have tempers."

"How do I know they're behind me, don't you think it's super immoral to eavesdrop on people behind your back?"

puff! !

Tang Zhenglong had an idea, "Cristiano, you have to save me."

"..."

"Save you? How?"

"You also scold your opponents, then they won't just hate me alone."

Rohan is dead, thank you for thinking it out! !
"Sorry, I'm not that cheap."

Tang Zhenglong patted Ronaldo on the shoulder, "I know you are shy, it's okay, I will help you."

Ronaldo moved Tang Zhenglong's hand away, "No need."

****
"I'm Cristiano, and I scored goals like Zurich's."

Marcelo turned around.

"Hey, why is it you? I thought it was Cristiano."

"Haha, do I look alike?"

"Why did you imitate him?"

Tang Zhenglong smiled but did not answer.

Tang Zhenglong approached the Zurich players.

"I'm Cristiano, I score goals for a team like Zurich."

As soon as the opponent turned his head, he immediately moved away.

"Cristiano?"

The name struck a chord.

Slowly, the people of Zurich have a new "enemy" - Cristiano Ronaldo.

Ronaldo took the ball, he stepped on a bicycle lightly, and when he was about to break through, the Zurich player slammed on his ankle.

what! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Ronaldo rolled on the ground in pain.

This happened one after another.

Ronaldo was angry.

"Did I offend you? Or we have a grudge."

"Hehe, you were so arrogant when you were provocative just now, what's the matter now?"

"Provocation?" Ronaldo was stunned, "When did I provoke you?"

"You know it yourself."

Ronaldo thought about it, and suddenly realized that Tang Zhenglong must have done it! !
"What the hell did you do?"

"No."

"He imitated you," Marcelo interrupted.

"..."

"You scum, you have nothing to do with friends."

Ronaldo was trying to strangle Tang Zhenglong to death.

"Now they're taking revenge on me."

"Then are you timid? You are from Real Madrid. To be worthy of the jersey on your body, we Real Madrid people should bravely accept the challenge."

Ronaldo was dumbfounded.

Why is it that it is framed, but this guy speaks out so righteously, as if he is just?

Tang Zhenglong patted Ronaldo, "Don't be afraid, I will help you share, pass the ball to me."

"Okay, go to hell!"

puff.

Marcelo shuddered with laughter.

*****
A few minutes later, Real Madrid's attack came back. Ronaldo rushed to the front. After he got the ball, he waited for a while. After Benzema and Tang Zhenglong were in place, he passed the ball.

As soon as the ball was passed, the ankle was kicked.

It stands to reason that if a teammate is injured, the offense should be stopped and the team doctor should be allowed to enter the field.

People in Zurich felt the same way, but Tang Zhenglong continued to rush forward after taking the ball.

The defensive player didn't hold down Tang Zhenglong for the first time. His speed added up, and he couldn't hold down this time. After breaking into the penalty area, Tang Zhenglong dunked lightly.

Then it's up to the goalkeeper.

A push shot from the far corner sent the ball into the goal.

GOOOOOOOOAL! !
The Zurich players were outraged.

"Your players are injured, and even we are about to stop. Are you... on the same team?"

Tang Zhenglong looked at Ronaldo on the ground, "It's okay, I can't die, goals are important."

C Rojo jumped up.

"What are you talking about!! You bastard."

"Yes, that's it. Stay angry. The opponent will think that we are fighting among ourselves. It will be easier for us to score goals. Cristiano, you have the talent to be an actor."

……

"Oh my God!!"

Ronaldo vomited three liters of blood.

"I miss my life at Manchester United. I was wrong. I shouldn't have come to Real Madrid. I shouldn't have been teammates with Tang Zhenglong."

Five minutes later, Tang Zhenglong assisted, and Ronaldo ate the cake, feeling a little better.

"Haha, how's it going? If you listen to me, you'll be able to eat cakes, right?"

"What is eating cake?"

"In our country, assists are called feeding cakes, and goals are called eating cakes."

"It's 3 to 0, do you want to save some face for your opponent?"

"Haha, NONONO, it's an honor to be scored by Real Madrid. The opponents wish to be scored by us."

Rohan!

Tang Zhenglong had an ominous premonition, turned his head and saw that his opponent was looking at him viciously.

(End of this chapter)