big mouth ball king

Chapter 749 I Announce That You Have Appointed

The referee bent down and patted Tang Zhenglong, only to find that he couldn't move anymore.

"died?"

Bum Song Khan died.

"Referee, I admit that I touched him lightly, but it is absolutely impossible to be so serious, he is pretending."

Bumsong was already incoherent, and the referee laughed inwardly, "This guy Tang Zhenglong's acting skills are really good."

yellow card.

penalty.

"I admit it, but if he dies, it has nothing to do with me."

The referee chuckled, "You are so simple, don't worry, he will get up later."

Sure enough, the referee blew a penalty, and Tang Zhenglong slowly got up as if he had taken a quick-acting heart-relief pill.

"woke up?"

"Who am I, where am I, where am I going?"

The referee rolled his eyes and really wanted to give this guy a red card.

"You woke up, you scared me to death." Boomsong said.

"In the end what happened?"

"I seem to have lost my memory."

Ronaldo picked up the football and said with a smile: "Don, since you have lost your memory, let me help you take a penalty kick."

"Don't move."

Tang Zhenglong grabbed the penalty kick.

"Mine, it's all mine!!"

Damn it, Tang Zhenglong's way of grabbing a penalty is really amazing.

"For you, for you."

"It was originally mine."

Tang Zhenglong placed the ball on the penalty spot.

Lori stood at the door.

"How would Tang Zhenglong kick?"

"Could it be a spoon?"

Lori guessed that Tang Zhenglong liked Lai Yin very much.

"Just do it, I'll just stand still."

Tang Zhenglong's side.

"Would it be flamboyant if I took a penalty kick with a spoon? Hahaha, the legendary penalty kick at the Bernabeu should go down in history."

Just do it!

"Spoon, a spoon, Tang Zhenglong kicked a spoon penalty."

There was a smile on the corner of Lori's mouth, but soon he realized that something was wrong, Tang Zhenglong's penalty kick with a spoon...was a mistake.

Insufficient strength, the ball fell halfway through the flight.

I rely on.

Tang Zhenglong couldn't go up to make up for this ball, because the penalty kicker couldn't kick twice in a row. At this time, Ronaldo quickly ran forward and kicked the ball in.

GOOOOOOOOOAL! ! !

The commentator was dumbfounded: "Is this a tactic?"

Tang Zhenglong pretended to scoop the penalty kick and picked it up, but actually let Ronaldo shoot?

Tang Zhenglong is such a thief! !
Lori wondered, "Did Tang Zhenglong make a mistake, or did it on purpose?"

Tang Zhenglong went forward to celebrate with Ronaldo.

"Cristiano, how about my assist?"

"Assists? Tang, do you dare to be shameless again? It was obviously your mistake."

"No, I did it on purpose, it's a tactic."

C Luoxin?How is it possible that a person like Tang Zhenglong values ​​penalties more than life, and he will assist others?
"Don, others don't understand you, don't I understand you? Killing you won't help others, right?"

……

"Okay, I admit that I made a mistake, but it would be embarrassing for me. Can you just say it was my assist?"

"beg me?"

"..."

"Cristiano, don't go too far, the goal is your account, what else do you want?"

"Okay, then I'll tell the reporter, you made a mistake on this ball."

"..."

"Then I will tell the reporter that this is because you are jealous of my status as the number one brother in Real Madrid."

"Huh? What do you know? Except flirting with the boss's granddaughter."

"I rely on my face to eat, I am proud!!"

"cut!"

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1 to 0, for Pellegrini, this is a perfect start, of course the visiting team is very upset, and was awarded a penalty for no reason.

That's when Lisandro Lopez leaned over.

"Don, did you tell Diego what I begged you last time?"

Tang Zhenglong had long forgotten.

"The thing about joining the Argentine national team?"

"Yes."

"I said it."

"How about it?"

Lisandro is looking forward to it, what if it happens?
Tang Zhenglong patted him, "It's decided."

"..."

"really?"

"Of course, I am Maradona's son-in-law, isn't this just a matter of one sentence?"

Lisandro is insane.

He used to look down on a little boy like Tang Zhenglong, but now he finds that a little boy is very useful at critical moments.

"Tang, thank you so much, I don't even know how to repay you."

"Haha, why are you so polite?"

There is also an Argentine in the Lyon team-midfielder Cesar Delgado.

Delgado heard from Lisandro that Tang Zhenglong could handle the old horse, so he was also tempted.

"Hello."

Tang Zhenglong Khan, "I know you?"

"I'm Argentine, Delgado."

"Oh hello, what are you doing?"

Delgado was still a little embarrassed.

"I heard from Lisandro that you have a way to get someone into the Argentine national team. How much does it cost?"

"You also want to join the Argentina team?"

"..."

Delgado nodded embarrassedly.

"Yes, I want to be in the Argentina team and I want to play in the World Cup."

Tang Zhenglong was sweating to death, so it's okay to lie to someone. If this gets out, the old horse will chase and kill him.

"I want to ask, how many Argentines are there in Lyon?"

"Just the two of us."

"Then it will be easy." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

"Forget about the money, I'm rich, but if someone in Lyon wants to kick me later, you have to protect me."

Delgado was dumbfounded, isn't that just playing tricks?
"How to protect you?"

"It's up to you, use your brain, if I'm satisfied, you go to South Africa, otherwise...hehe, I'll let Diego fire you."

"Expulsion? But I didn't make it to the national team."

"Then it will be banned forever."

Delgado froze.

"You really have that great ability?"

"Yeah, I got Maradona's daughter, do you know that?"

The whole world knows this, Tang Zhenglong gave Aguero's green hat of the century, and Delgado of course knows it too.

"Okay, Xiaode, it's up to you whether you know how to be a human being."

Delgado was stunned, but for the World Cup, he had to do it!
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The old horse led the team to play in this year's World Cup, so he has to watch many games and examine the status of Argentine players. Except for Messi, Aguero, Mascherano, who are 100% selected, the rest are still to be determined.

The old horse turned to the Lyon game.

"Looks like Lyon has an Argentine striker."

"Take a look."

Watched for a while, Lisandro was doing fine, but he...

"Why is this guy chatting with Tang Zhenglong?"

"Are they friends?"

The more the old horse thought about it, the more angry he became.

"At first I wanted to investigate this kid, but since he knows Tang Zhenglong, I will block him immediately."

Soon, Delgado joined in.

"What, your kid also knows Tang Zhenglong? Then go to hell."

Wait a minute.

"I want to give Messi a call. Please don't have anything to do with Tang Zhenglong. That kid is too bewitching."

(End of this chapter)