big mouth ball king

Chapter 833 It's my turn
"One two three four, two two three four, three two three four, one more time."

Dunga glanced over.

"Marcelo, isn't it a little early for you to warm up? Even if I send you, it will be the second half, right?"

Marcelo Khan.

"Boss, idle is idle anyway."

"What's wrong with this?" Dunga said he didn't understand.

But players can run as long as they like, and it doesn't matter.

Marcelo looked at Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, buddy, it's up to you!!"

On the court, Tang Zhenglong glanced at Bastos.

Bastos also glanced at Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, your team's formation is very special, 901."

"..."

"Don, I bet you won't get the ball once in a game."

"Hehe." Tang Zhenglong sneered, "I bet you will be replaced by Marcelo within 10 minutes."

"Hahaha, if you give me 100 million, then I might consider it."

"Really?" Tang Zhenglong's tone seemed to want to make this deal.

Sweat broke out on Bastos' brow.

"You think I'm stupid."

"Too!"

"Screw you!!"

Tang Zhenglong looked at it, he really didn't have a chance to get the ball, Qu Bo and Gao Lin both returned to their own half.

"This ball is the same as the old Malay in his peak period."

"no!"

Tang Zhenglong ran back to his own half, hoping to get the ball.

"The Chinese team's ball possession rate is 20%. Before the game, we expected that the Chinese team would be very passive, but the reality is more difficult than we imagined."

Wutai commentator Duan Xuan said helplessly.

Zhu Guanghu folded his hands on the sidelines of the court, but he was calm, because he had communicated with people inside the Football Association, and it was very stressful to play against Brazil in 2002, which is normal.

It is normal for the national football team to be abused at the beginning when they participate in the World Cup.

Back in his own half, Tang Zhenglong approached Kaka.

"teammate."

"Teammate?" Kaka was taken aback.

"Since when did we become teammates?"

"You will definitely come to Real Madrid next season."

Kaka shook her head, "Not necessarily."

"Humility! It's too modest. A superstar like you will definitely play football with me. Remember that time we had fun in Milan?"

The past is unbearable, Kaka is not that kind of person, he doesn't like the luxurious life.

"I forgot, I'm already married."

"Let me tell you, married men are more popular these days."

puff.

At this moment Fabiano shouted.

"Kaka, attack."

Kaka nodded.

"Let's talk later." Tang Zhenglong said with a smile.

"No more, I don't want to chat with you."

……

******
Corner kick for Brazil.

Set kicks are a magic weapon for strong teams to break through dense defenses.

The Brazilian team really pressed on, and even defender Lucio went up.

Tang Zhenglong is also back.

Draw a circle with me with your left hand, and follow suit with your right hand.

Tang Zhenglong circled Fabiano.

"What are you doing?"

"Defend you."

"..."

Is this a defense?This is obviously a joke! ! !

Fabiano's face darkened.

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said, "Don't you feel very honored?"

"Why should I feel honored?"

"Look, you are a Sevilla player. In the league, will a superstar like me defend you?"

"Or, in the league, if Sevilla plays Real Madrid, can you still have a corner kick?"

Fabiano was stunned.

"I'm now a Brazil international."

"I know, the cheapest Brazilian striker in history."

puff.

Fabiano vomited blood, he didn't slap someone in the face, but Tang Zhenglong slapped him in the face.

"But it doesn't matter. Change your jersey with me during the halftime break, and you will feel that you will improve immediately."

"Go away." Fabiano pushed Tang Zhenglong away.

Tang Zhenglong held on tightly.

"Don't try to escape my defense."

The ball was taken, but the Brazilian team missed it.

Fabiano went mad and went to the referee to complain.

Tang Zhenglong said with a smile: "Luis, didn't you just say that you are the cheapest Brazilian striker in history, so you can complain to the referee."

……

……

"You made a foul, like Chiguoguo, you circled me, like this." Fabiano imitated it, with a wretched expression.

The referee sweated to death.

"Can you two stop messing with each other? This is the World Cup."

……

"Once a verbal warning, the next time is a yellow card."

*******
Dunga frowned, and Brazil's ball possession rate has risen again, but football matches are about scoring more goals, not who has a higher ball possession rate.

Even if the Brazilian team has 100% ball possession, it is useless not to score.

"Shameless, 10-0-0 formation, all retracted."

Tang Zhenglong also came back, and the Chinese team was left alone.

Marcelo wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Tang, you lied to me again!! Woohoo."

10-0-0 formation, will Bastos be injured?Unless someone beats you up.

Tang Zhenglong remembers getting a World Cup lucky card a few months ago.

Just take it out and use it.

"System, can I use this card to make a wish?"

"no problem."

******
Taking advantage of the opportunity to drink water, Bastos came to the sidelines and said softly to Marcelo: "Give up, I heard the conversation between you and Tang Zhenglong. Do you want me to end up injured? Is it possible?"

Marcelo looked at it, and it was indeed impossible, Tang Zhenglong went back.

"Admit it, I am better than you in the national team."

"cut!!"

Marcelo remained stubborn, "Wait and see."

******
"Don, it's been 9 minutes, get Bastos down quickly."

Tang Zhenglong said with a dark face, "Okay, you tell the Brazilian team not to attack, I'll go get Bastos right away."

……

"Nima!!"

"You are Pinocchio, I shouldn't have believed you."

Marcelo returned to his seat, not warming up.

Just when Marcelo sat down and the chair was not even hot, the situation on the court changed suddenly and Bastos fell down.

Marcelo's jaw dropped in shock, "Could it be Tang Zhenglong's curse?"

It turned out to be like this, Bastos ran to the sidelines to pick up the ball.

It stands to reason that you can pick up the ball when you pick it up, but Bastos didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he was going to show off, stepped on the ball with one foot, then pulled the ball back, and finally turned the ball up with his toes up.

The ideal is full, and the reality is the backbone.

Bastos didn't grasp it well. He stepped on the ball and slid out, and then it was a tragedy.

Tang Zhenglong and Marcelo watched the replay together.

"Don, is this what you cursed?"

"That's right!! Chinese secret art."

"Curly hair, give me 100 million, or I will curse you that you will never be able to do that."

"..."

"roll!!"

Dunga is super upset, can this hurt?Just kidding.

"Marcelo, come here."

"Boss, here I come."

"I know you are an excellent left-back, but what worries me is that you and Tang Zhenglong are teammates, and your relationship is too good."

Marcelo pretended to be stupid and said, "Who is Tang Zhenglong? I don't even know him."

……

"Okay, it's best!! I sent you to play, but you are not allowed to say a word to Tang Zhenglong."

"Understood!!"

(End of this chapter)