big mouth ball king

Chapter 842 I Understand Your Pain

Green Point Stadium.

Because the Chinese team won the first game, many Chinese fans came to the game, but most of them couldn't get in, so they could only watch the game in the fan square outside the stadium.

Warm up before the game.

Ronaldo walked towards Tang Zhenglong.

"I haven't seen you in two weeks, and my mouth is still so cheap. I watched the news, and you hacked me!!"

"..."

Ronaldo smiled slightly, and gave Tang Zhenglong a bear hug regardless.

"My son asked me to hug you. He said he missed Uncle Tang."

"Hehe, I miss him too, and suddenly I also want to have a son."

"Then give birth to one, you have both women and money."

Tang Zhenglong looked at Ronaldo, "Cristiano, do you want to be my godson?"

puff! !

"I don't want to be the first one to beat someone up on a World Cup pitch, don't push me."

"Hahaha."

"I ordered your jersey, don't run after the game."

"I heard you made 2000 million?"

"..."

"No!! I made a mistake, I'm bragging."

Tang Zhenglong denied it after winning 2000 million. He said that he was pretending to be X and had no bets at all, and players were not allowed to bet.

"Hehe, I see you are nervous, and I don't want your money."

"No, there really isn't one."

"cut!!"

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Hugo Almeida.

Bundesliga striker.

A striker as famous as Gomez, Han Peng's idol.

What Han Peng hopes most is that one day he can become a striker like Almeida and kill the Quartet.

He wanted to talk to Almeida, but his German was too bad.

So he thought of asking Tang Zhenglong for help.

"Brother Long, help me."

"What are you busy with?"

Han Pengyi said.

"No problem, just be an interpreter."

When the two found Almeida, Han Peng was suddenly discouraged, and he couldn't even speak when he saw his idol.

"Tell me, why are you nervous? It's not about dating."

Han Peng held back for a long time, and said: "My name is Han Peng, a Chinese striker. I have been imitating your way of playing football. My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless."

……

……

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

This stuff...

"Brother Long, translate."

"..."

"This guy is called Han Peng."

"?"

"Why is it so short?"

"It's the same in German."

"Oh."

"I hope to exchange jerseys with you after the game, but I am afraid that you will reject me. I am very entangled. What should I do?"

……

Almeida looked at Han Peng, then at Tang Zhenglong.

"This guy's brain is not very good."

Almeida expressed sympathy.

"He said no problem, he is willing to exchange jerseys with you, and he can take care of you if you have any requirements."

"Great."

Han Peng chirped and chirped for a long time.

"Han Peng, do you think this is good? If you need anything, make a list, and I will translate it for you and give it to him."

"..."

"Ok."

After Han Peng left, Almeida suddenly patted Tang Zhenglong with a look of sympathy.

"Your pain, I also understand."

Tang Zhenglong's whole body was shocked, what a mess!
"I don't understand."

"I read the report, you have also been a cowherd."

also! !

Tang Zhenglong was stunned for a moment.

"you also?"

Almeida nodded slightly.

"Oh my god, what a huge surprise."

"That's why I said I understand you."

"Are you doing it for money?"

"Of course, otherwise who will do the work."

Almeida is 1 meters tall and looks quite handsome.

Tang Zhenglong looked at Almeida and thought to himself: "It's true that people can't be judged by their appearance."

"That... I have a question."

"what?"

Tang Zhenglong stammered a bit, and popped out a word—is it cool?
……

Almeida froze.

"Don't you know it yourself?"

"Nonsense, of course I don't know. Although I have been slandered N times, I really am not." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

"I was wondering, is it different in Portugal?"

"It should be about the same."

At this time, Ronaldo came over.

"What are you two talking about?"

I saw that the two of them blushed.

"Why are you blushing? Are you talking about something shameful?"

"no!"

……

Quirky.

Ronaldo patted Almeida, "Stop listening to his nonsense."

"understood."

After Ronaldo left, Almeida said in a low voice: "Don't talk, let's talk after the game."

"No need, I have forgotten those things back then, I can't bear to look back."

"Will it? I think it's okay."

……

Is it true that, as Lao Ma said, this is a man's dream job?
"Fortunately, the old horse is so fat that he doesn't look like a human being anymore, otherwise how many women would have been harmed."

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Portugal's head coach is Queiroz.

Although Portugal's strength is far above that of the Chinese team, Queiroz learned the lesson of the Brazilian team and did not attack immediately, but tried first.

Another point is that Portugal scored three points in the first game of Côte d'Ivoire. They had food in their hands, did not panic, and played the game with ease.

The Chinese team is still the same. Anyway, when they come to the World Cup, they pretend to be grandchildren and stick to everyone they meet!

"The Chinese team's ball possession rate is still below 30%. We are all used to it. The Chinese team plays like Italy in Asia," Duan Xuan said.

Tang Zhenglong searched the system.

"Affect the weather once."

"System, how do you use this?"

"You can choose the weather for 20 minutes."

Tang Zhenglong took a look, he could choose heavy rain, heavy fog, strong wind, and——Xiaoxue?
The World Cup in South Africa is held in the southern hemisphere. It is winter in South Africa at this time, but it stands to reason that snow is still unlikely.

"Will this be the first time snow has fallen in the World Cup?"

"possible."

"Then come once."

The skill cards vanished, and then something magical happened, and snowflakes fell from the sky.

How amazing is this snow?
The sound of the vuvuzela at the scene was low. The feature of the World Cup in South Africa is the vuvuzela, a musical instrument used to chase monkeys. Many people think this is the most annoying thing about the World Cup in South Africa, and some people say it is a characteristic of South Africa.

"It's snowing, it's snowing."

The South Africans at the scene waved their vuvuzelas.

"Snowing."

On the court, the rapid snow had a great impact on the players on both sides, and everyone wore short spikes.

After a heavy snowfall, the lawn became very slippery, the players' running slowed down, and the game was a bit dull.

"It's snowing in South Africa." Almeida complained.

Tang Zhenglong chuckled, "Are you afraid of the cold playing football in Germany?"

"I'm still a soft Portuguese at heart."

"Hehe, maybe you are in Germany..."

Almeida quickly shook his head, "Impossible, when I was in Germany, the economic conditions were already very good."

"The economic conditions are good, it can be used as entertainment."

puff!
Almeida smiled wryly, "I'm getting old, now is the time for you young people."

At this moment, Ronaldo shouted: "Attack."

"it is good."

Tang Zhenglong ran immediately, and suddenly thought something was wrong, this is not Real Madrid.

(End of this chapter)