big mouth ball king

Chapter 802

"We want to beat Real Madrid, we want to play the final at the Bernabeu, we want to be European champions."

Marcelo and the others were taken aback.

"That's what they really said?"

"Nonsense, I'm a lip-speaker, that's what they said just now."

Van Gaal was a little upset when he saw people from Real Madrid laughing at him.

"What are you laughing at? Brazilian shorty."

"..."

Tang Zhenglong said angrily, "I'm warning you..."

"What did you warn me about?"

Marcelo was so moved that Tang Zhenglong stood up for him.

"I warn you, if you are a man, just do it directly, don't move your mouth."

puff.

Marcelo kicked up, Pepe and the others burst out laughing.

"Don, you were the one who was shameless first."

Marcelo told what happened just now. When Van Gaal heard it, it was fine. Tang Zhenglong could speak with his lips, and he knew German, so wouldn't his tactics be unreserved?

"Do you really understand lip language?"

Marcelo learned it once, and Van Gaal felt a little bit in his heart.

He immediately found his players, "We covered our mouths when we spoke."

"why?"

"Because that Tang Zhenglong can speak with lips, he heard everything we just said."

"..."

"Nimma! Talented."

Van Gaal covered his mouth and spoke when the referee came.

"Remember to stand in the coaching area later, don't make it difficult for me."

"understood."

……

"Why are you covering your mouth?"

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong appeared out of nowhere.

"He thinks you have bad breath."

"roll!!!"

The referee's face was darker than the clothes on his body.

Van Gaal quickly explained: "Referee, don't listen to his nonsense, I don't think you have bad breath."

"Then why are you covering your mouth?"

"Is such that……"

At this time Tang Zhenglong came back again.

"Referee, he just thinks you have bad breath."

Van Gaal was furious, "Can you get out of here!!"

Hearing this, the referee didn't care whether it was true or not, silently stuffed a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, then turned and left.

Van Gaal knew that he had offended the referee, so he could only order that the whole team is not allowed to cover their mouths.

*****
Ding sound.

third star.

Task: Can only shoot with the heel (within 20 minutes)
Tang Zhenglong was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

Scoring with the heel on the court is very tricky, but that is in specific situations, such as Zlatan Ibrahimovic's scorpion tail, and most of the situations are actually not suitable.

"It's literally."

"I will be regarded as sick!!"

Tang Zhenglong was thinking, if his teammate made a cross from the side, and he could push the shot, but suddenly turned around and tapped it with his heel, he would be regarded as a fool.

"Illness is not enough, at most it is a strange thing."

"..."

Tang Zhenglong sweated to death.

Tang Zhenglong thought, if Real Madrid had no chance to attack within 20 minutes, wouldn't it be a perfect escape?

"Haha, I'm too smart."

"I admire myself."

Tang Zhenglong found Van Gaal.

"Louis, can I ask you something?"

"I'm not familiar with you."

"..."

"Okay, then I'll be straight."

"20 minutes before the game, can you attack with all your might and beat Real Madrid to death."

"..."

Van Gaal was dumbfounded, what a cheap request?
"why?"

"No reason, just say okay?"

"No !!!!"

"..."

"Did you get the Real Madrid contract? Your heart is no longer in Bayern?"

"roll!!"

*****
Depend on! !

"Real Madrid must have gone crazy. In just 10 minutes, they already had 5 chances to shoot. Look, Tang Zhenglong still has a dark face. He is still dissatisfied."

"Tang Zhenglong is so hungry for shooting, no wonder he scored so many goals."

If Tang Zhenglong heard these words, he would spit out and say, "You idiot!! Idiot."

Tang Zhenglong yelled at the other party: "Attack, what's wrong with you? Didn't you have enough to eat?"

Tang Zhenglong sincerely encouraged the opponent and hoped that the opponent would step up their offense, but these words sounded like needles in the ears of the Bayern players.

Benzema patted Tang Zhenglong, "Tang, there's no need to be sarcastic about your opponent."

……

……

Tang Zhenglong was crying in his heart.

"OMG!!! Why is no one listening to me!!!"

"Woooooo."

******
"Real Madrid's attack, Bayern is obviously not ready."

Ronaldo dribbled the ball from the side, Benzema ran forward, Ronaldo ran back, and suddenly passed the ball to Benzema.

A cross movement, Benzema successfully broke through.

Looking at the middle, Higuain and Tang Zhenglong are both fighting for points.

At this moment Tang Zhenglong pointed to Higuain, meaning to pass it on to him.

Benzema saw it and understood it in seconds! !
Tang Zhenglong said that it was passed to Higuain, it must be false, this is a tactic.

So Benzema passed Tang Zhenglong.

……

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

"Damn!! My gesture is so clear, you still pass it on to me? Is your brain squeezed by the door?"

Time seemed to have stopped.

Pellegrini is ready to celebrate. It is harder not to score this goal than to score it.

"Whoa, what can I do?"

Tang Zhenglong felt that his fame might be ruined, so he turned around and swept it with his heel.

The entire Bernabéu was silent for a second.

"What is this for?"

"My God!! Is Tang Zhenglong crazy? This is the semi-final of the Champions League."

"He just wasted an opportunity, you idiot!!"

Tang Zhenglong looked embarrassed, waiting for his teammates to reprimand him.

"Call me, I'll wait, but one thing, don't scold my parents."

"..."

Real Madrid players, you look at me, I look at you.

"Don, we won't scold you."

Tang Zhenglong showed Teddy's expression: "I knew you were the best for me."

Marcelo pointed to the edge of the court, "Because the boss can't spare you."

Pellegrini was furious.

"Tang Zhenglong!!! Don't think that you are great after scoring a few goals. I warn you, if this happens again, I will replace you immediately."

Pellegrini asked van der Vaart to warm up.

"Remember, if Tang Zhenglong shoots with his back heel again, I don't need to say anything, you can replace him right away."

"Got it, boss."

******
Tang Zhenglong can only pray that Bayern Munich will be more competitive, otherwise he is really doomed.

But the problem is that Bayern is very disappointing.

Soon, Real Madrid stole the ball again.

"C Ronaldo breaks through with the ball."

"Quickly lose the ball, bless Ronaldo quickly lose the ball."

It must be a very interesting thing if Tang Zhenglong and the dialogue between Tang Zhenglong and the live commentary can be spliced ​​together.

"Damn it! It's really sudden, Cristiano, you are usually soft, how come you are so strong today."

Ronaldo glanced at Tang Zhenglong, and Tang Zhenglong also glanced at him, confirming the eyes. Although they hated each other, Ronaldo still passed the ball.

"Okay, system, I should be replaced, wish me happiness."

(End of this chapter)