big mouth ball king

Chapter 743 The most shameful goal
"Stop him quickly, what is that bastard doing!!"

Pellegrini was outraged.

The assistant smiled and said, "Boss, I've actually seen this kind of shooting before."

"have you seen?"

"It's just the Paralympics."

Pellegrini nearly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

"I'll just squat down."

"Our Real Madrid are completely humiliated."

Lyon goalkeeper Hugo Lloris protests.

"Is there no normal person in Real Madrid? Need to lie down and shoot?"

Lori thought to himself: "It doesn't matter if you can't kick in, but what if you get in? Wouldn't I be ashamed to death?"

"Referee, I refuse to keep the goal."

"I can't help it, but the rules don't say that a person can't take a penalty kick lying down."

Lori said angrily: "This is the Champions League, can I still watch it?"

The referee shrugged and said there was nothing he could do.

On Tang Zhenglong's side, the jade body lay horizontally, lying sideways on the ground.

"Is it all right? I'm ready to kick."

The foot strength of a professional player, even lying down, can kick the ball fast enough.

Here Lori was helpless, standing on the goal line.

The first time I faced a person lying on the ground, I was really not used to it.

"This bastard will definitely not be able to kick in."

The referee whistled, Tang Zhenglong swept his legs, the ball hit the ground, and the speed was very fast, Lori made a sideways save, and the ball wiped the lawn and rolled into the goal.

……

……

The audience was dumbfounded, this bastard really kicked in.

GOOOOOOOAL! ! !

Tang Zhenglong rushed to the sidelines to celebrate, but was pinned to the ground by Pellegrini.

"I let you mess around, I let you mess around."

"what!!!!"

"Hit him for me."

Teammates come over to symbolize you punch me.

"Boss, I scored a goal."

"You... are too embarrassing."

"can you?"

"It's too ugly."

Tang Zhenglong disagreed.

At this time, the head coach of Lyon came over.

"Well, can I make a request?"

"what?"

"Can I join in beating Tang Zhenglong together?"

"Nima!!"

"Get lost!" Pellegrini hugged Tang Zhenglong and said, "This is my little baby."

"..."

The score became 1 to 1, and the key was an away goal. The Lyon players were upset.

Bumsong said bitterly: "Tang, you are a thief, don't you flop?"

"I didn't dive."

"shameless."

"Hey, what is this?"

Boomsong found that Tang Zhenglong was also wrapped in something.

"Nimma! Did you wrap your leg guards around your hands?"

"Yes, to prevent the Lyon players from retaliating against me."

The referee came again.

"Referee, he has the shin guards on his hands."

The referee was also stunned. It seems that there is no rule that stipulates that shin guards cannot be worn on the hands, just like there is no law that prohibits socks from being put on the head, but a normal person would not do so.

"Don, I know you must tell me that there is no rule that shin guards cannot be worn on the hand, right?"

Tang Zhenglong nodded.

"Can you save me and stop causing trouble?"

"Referee, what are you talking about? I'm protecting myself. If the opponent keeps kicking me, you don't care."

……

"If the referee ignores me, then I will consider putting shin guards all over my body to form a golden bell cover."

……

The referee was speechless, he could only pray that the game would end soon, and he would never officiate Real Madrid's games again, and never meet someone like Tang Zhenglong again.

The game ended, 1 to 1.

For both sides, this is a [-]-[-] result, and everything can only be decided in the away game.

The cards for Lyon to qualify are still good, they only need one goal in the away game.

At the end of the game, Tang Zhenglong was surrounded by reporters.

"Don, you are the first to take a penalty kick while lying down. How did you come up with such a trick to insult your opponent?"

"Insulting the opponent?"

Tang Zhenglong saw that it was a female reporter.

"I'm sorry, I don't know how you understand it, but I didn't insult the opponent, I respect the opponent."

"Then you still lie down and shoot?"

Not far away, Pellegrini smiled slightly and said to the people around him: "I really want to hear Tang Zhenglong's explanation this time."

Tang Zhenglong said earnestly, "Actually, I have a younger sister."

"younger sister?"

"Yes, her name is Tang Zhenghua."

The reporter wondered, "Is this related to your sister?"

"She's disabled."

DUANG! !
Far away in China, Tang Zhenghua sneezed.

"Damn! Tang Zhenglong must be cursing me."

The reporter said: "I'm sorry, but you still haven't answered us. What does this have to do with your sister?"

"Because we will play football together, my sister can't stand up, she can only play football lying down, but football can still bring her a lot of happiness."

"Actually, I ended up on the football road because of my sister."

Pellegrini was dumbfounded.

"That's okay too!!!"

"This is obviously a lie."

The assistants sweated: "But the reporters just like to listen to Tang Zhenglong's nonsense. Without Tang Zhenglong, where would the news come from?"

"The current football world is too chaotic. It's all caused by people like Mourinho and Tang Zhenglong."

But there are also French journalists with a sense of justice.

Someone said disdainfully: "Tang Zhenglong, do you think we are idiots? You obviously did it on purpose."

Tang Zhenglong asked back: "At that time we were still behind, would I make fun of the team's results?"

"This……"

"As the first brother of Real Madrid, if I lose in an away game, then my responsibility is the greatest, so I can't make fun of the interests of the team."

"Brother Real Madrid?"

"Don, who agreed?"

"Fans."

"Don, you should know that we will report. Will you return to Madrid by then?"

Tang Zhenglong shrugged, "Since I am the number one brother, then I have to take responsibility. You can report it, but make me look handsome in 24K."

"Don't go, come back."

"Come back, I order you."

The reporters all ran away, they were afraid they would throw up if they stayed any longer.

******
"World Soccer" has a column called Top 10 Goals of the Week, and the director of this issue is overwhelmed.

"What about Tang Zhenglong's goal?"

"If you don't choose, it doesn't seem to work. If you choose, it seems even worse."

Duan Xuan was also in a dilemma, Tang Zhenglong's lay shot was too classic, but also too ugly.

"How about blurring Tang Zhenglong's face?"

Director Khan, "Duan Xuan, your home has just been powered on, and now you have internet access. Who doesn't know that is Tang Zhenglong?"

"I think it's better not to be selected. Tang Zhenglong is the leader of this year's World Cup, so he can't be a laughing stock."

The editor thought about it.

"Okay, then I won't be selected."

*****
"Tang Zhenglong!!!" Hedong lion's roar added Yasha's magical power.

Tang Zhenglong's eardrums instantly lost their vitality.

"You are disabled, you are mentally disabled, you should apply for a disability certificate."

"Huahua, brother, that's just to deal with the reporters, there's nothing I can do about it."

"Then you curse me?"

"Don't be so superstitious, okay? No curse, brother loves you."

"Well, transfer 1 euros first."

Tang Zhenglong immediately hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)