big mouth ball king

Chapter 942 Ronaldo, you quit the election
"The ones who can stay until the end are idiots!"

France Football announced the final three-man list - Ronaldo, Messi... Tang Zhenglong.

This year's Golden Globe winners were among the three.

Fermina patted Tang Zhenglong who was stunned.

"Mr. Idiot."

"Just look at your social media."

Tang Zhenglong opened the phone and looked at it.

Full screen - idiot! !

"Fuck! What is retribution!!"

"Doesn't it mean that I will definitely be hacked? Could it be that my character has exploded?"

"Tang, don't talk so viciously in the future, okay?"

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When he came to the club the next day, Marcelo shouted from a distance: "The idiot is here."

……

"Curly hair, don't play with this meme."

"Everyone knows, right? The Golden Globes have turned from bad to good, and justice has returned. I was selected for the final three-man list."

"Hahaha."

"I know, you're an idiot."

……

"Cut! Jealousy!!"

Tang Zhenglong patted Ronaldo, "You make a statement and abstain."

Ronaldo froze, "Why?"

"Why are you arguing with me? What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine."

"roll!!"

Tang Zhenglong put on an expression of hating iron but not steel.

"The two of us strangled, and the fisherman will benefit from Messi, think about it!!"

"I'd rather Messi win the prize than see you win the prize."

"Jealousy, you are Chiguoguo's jealousy, isn't it because of Fermina? Well, I quit and leave it to you, as long as you withdraw from the Golden Globe selection."

Marcelo popped up, "I recorded it with my mobile phone, Don, you are dead."

"..."

"Curly, are you sure you want to offend this year's Mr. Golden Globe?"

"Don, you will definitely not win the prize."

"why?"

"Anyway, we in Brazil will definitely not vote for you."

"Hehe, will I be rare?"

After Tang Zhenglong thought about it, he should call Director Zhu.

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"Zhenglong, why did you think of calling me?"

"Director Zhu, I am your soldier, and it is my responsibility to care about you."

"Hahaha."

"How is Director Zhu's health recently? I recently endorsed a health product, which is very good. How many boxes should I send you?"

"No need, Zhenglong, are you looking for me for something?"

"..."

"That's right, the Golden Globes thing."

Director Zhu smiled and said, "I heard that, congratulations."

"Director Zhu, vote for me in Asia."

Director Zhu is in trouble.

"Zhenglong, you know, our relationship with South Korea is not good, they may not vote for you."

"I know, but if Asia doesn't support me, I definitely can't win the award."

"Okay, let me try it."

"Thank you."

Tang Zhenglong flipped through the address book and was about to call Lao Ma and ask him to work in the South American Football Association.

"Diego."

……

……

The old horse paused for 30 seconds before replying.

"Why are you looking for me?"

"We're old friends."

"Pooh!!!"

"Diego, you can't do this."

"I do not know you."

"Diego, you don't have many friends anymore, are you sure you don't know me?"

Maradona paused and eased his attitude.

"What do you want from me? Tell me."

"That... about the Golden Globe Awards, you have such a great influence in South America, can you help me?"

"Hahaha."

Maradona laughed for half a minute.

"Is this possible or not?"

"What's in it for me?"

"As long as I win the Golden Globe, I will give you $100 million in activity expenses."

"it is good!!"

So refreshing?

What Tang Zhenglong didn't know was that Lao Ma was short of money now.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Zhenglong felt a little relieved.

"Do I have any friends in Africa?"

At this time, a name appeared in Tang Zhenglong's mind - Didier Drogba.

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"Where's Tang Zhenglong?"

"On the phone." Marcelo smiled.

Mourinho Khan, "Why is he always on the phone recently?"

"Don has been very busy recently."

"What are you busy with? He doesn't do business."

"It's not about the Ballon d'Or yet."

Mourinho said angrily: "What does he want to do? Buy the judges?"

At this time Tang Zhenglong came.

Mourinho called to stop him.

"I heard you've been busy recently."

"..."

"Is there? Are you okay?"

Mourinho patted Tang Zhenglong on the shoulder, "Young man, winning is based on ability, not relationship."

Puchi.

Tang Zhenglong immediately suppressed his smile, which made Mourinho very embarrassed.

"You're going to die!!! Something will happen sooner or later."

"Boss, I am the activity."

Mourinho wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and didn't say it.

"You!!! Be careful."

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During the break between training sessions, Tang Zhenglong took out his mobile phone.

"Don, what are you looking at?"

There are professional predictions for the Golden Globe Awards on the Internet, which are similar to mock voting.

Tang Zhenglong looked at the number of votes, now Messi got 40% of the votes, Ronaldo got 35%, the rest is Tang Zhenglong.

"Look, everyone, I know that Ronaldo is competing with me for votes. If he quits, then I will be 60% and win Messi."

Everyone is sweating to death, this can't be counted like this.

But Tang Zhenglong's world is so simple.

"You guys don't know. In fact, everyone votes based on the club. For example, if you support Barcelona, ​​you must choose Messi. But we, Real Madrid, have two people in the shortlist. Everyone doesn't know how to choose. The number of votes is seriously scattered. If this continues, Messi will be the final winner."

After finishing speaking, Tang Zhenglong deliberately glanced at Ronaldo. Ronaldo just drank water by himself and ignored Tang Zhenglong at all.

"Some people don't have any sense of collective honor in their hearts."

Everyone looked at it, understood it, and stepped aside.

"Who am I talking about, does he know?"

Ronaldo went to training after drinking water, and Tang Zhenglong also followed.

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"Damn!! Did the two of them eat gunpowder?" Mores was stunned.

In general training, forwards can't be so ruthless when shooting goals, but when Ronaldo and Tang Zhenglong faced Cassie, it was even more ruthless than in the game.

Casey fishes the ball out of the goal.

"You two are competing, don't take it out on me, I'm innocent, okay?"

"You're the one who competes. If you can't do it, change the goalkeeper." Ronaldo said angrily.

Cassie shrugged, thinking, "Who am I messing with?"

Tang Zhenglong took the ball in front of the penalty area and swung his legs to shoot. Marcelo saw it, forget it, let's get out of the way, or Tang Zhenglong will go crazy again.

A blast shot broke the goal.

Mourinho is not stupid. He has already seen it. His teammates are not defending anymore. This has become a shooting contest between Tang Zhenglong and Ronaldo.

At this time the sky began to rain.

Mourinho suspended training.

Everyone ran back.

"Cristiano, Tang Zhenglong, you two keep shooting."

"Why?"

"Because you two like to shoot very much, I will satisfy you."

Without further ado, Ronaldo turned his head and continued training, and Tang Zhenglong did the same.

The rain is getting heavier!
(End of this chapter)