big mouth ball king

Chapter 980
Zeng Cheng fell into self-blame.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

"Zeng Cheng."

"Zeng Cheng."

Zhu Guanghu yelled several times, but he didn't hear him.

"Zeng Cheng."

"Boss."

"No one blames you, football is round and we are professional."

"I know."

Tang Zhenglong saw it, if Zeng Cheng played in this state, then there would be trouble in the second half.

There are too many things that can destroy a goalkeeper with a ball. The closest is Manchester United goalkeeper Taylor, and the farthest is Liverpool's Karius.

Basically, one ball ruins a life. The position of goalkeeper is really too difficult.

"Cough cough cough."

Everyone looked at Tang Zhenglong, what are you fake coughing for?
"I remembered one thing. When I was in Cologne, a teammate also made the same mistake as Brother Zeng."

"How about that?" Han Peng began to laugh.

"I cured him."

Everyone is curious, besides bragging, Tang Zhenglong also heals diseases?

"How was it cured?"

Everyone sees that Tang Zhenglong and Han Peng are talking about cross talk, and the locker room has been changed to Deyun Club.

"I have an ancestral trick, which was originally not passed on to outsiders, but for the benefit of the team, I told him."

"What the hell is that?"

"The Underpants Transfer Method."

DUANG! !
Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Longlong, didn't they kill you on the spot?"

puff.

Hahaha.

"Hehe, not only not, but also very spiritual."

"Then tell me how this underwear transfer method works?"

Tang Zhenglong began to perform.

"That's it, put on the hood, and then keep chanting the mantra-reverse, reverse, and reverse again."

Looking at the locker room again, the teammates burst out laughing.

"Is the foreigner a fool? So easy to deceive?"

"Guess what? It's a real spirit."

puff.

"Brother Zeng, why don't you try it too, I'll provide the underwear."

"You all go to hell."

But after Tang Zhenglong made such a fuss, everyone's mood is much better. Tang Zhenglong is really the happy fruit of the team.

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Australian coach Osik began to change his tactics in the second half. He had a ball in hand and defended with all his strength. 1-0 was enough.

The Chinese team played very hard. Once a team like Australia defends with all its strength, it will be very stable in Asia.

The Chinese team was also forced to play a long pass, but the impact of Han Peng and Qu Bo was obviously not enough.

Tang Zhenglong's pass was very accurate, but Han Peng's header was under the opponent's strong defense and there was no threat.

"That won't work."

"Teammates, create a free kick."

Han Peng made a clumsy dive in front of the penalty area. Tang Zhenglong covered his face when he saw it. This was simply a yellow card application.

The referees were amused.

"You dive against physics."

"What?"

"He kicked your left foot and you fell backwards?"

"That should be?"

"You can ask Tang Zhenglong."

……

……

"Brother Long, the referee asked me to ask you."

Tang Zhenglong was upset.

"I'll show you a show later, the kangaroo is too deceptive."

*******
Zhao Junzhe grabbed the ball and passed it to Zheng Zhi, who pushed it to Han Peng. Han Peng took it for a while and passed it to Tang Zhenglong in front of the penalty area.

Tang Zhenglong took the ball and the opponent leaned forward.

Tang Zhenglong let out a cry.

It fell to the ground very naturally, and the whole process was like the winner of a special Oscar for acting.

"Referee, he dived."

The referee pointed to the ground.

"Free kick."

"Referee, he really faked the fall."

"Just this acting skill is worth a free kick."

The Australian players were stunned. In fact, the referee didn't even know if it was a flop. In the era without VAR, the referee could only enforce the law with naked eyes.

Tang Zhenglong got up slowly, and Han Peng came over and gave a thumbs up, "Brother Long, if you act, those young people in China will have nothing to eat."

"Hahaha."

Tang Zhenglong stood in front of the ball, and the Australian players suddenly felt a sense of fear.

Tang Zhenglong didn't know when he started to learn violent free kicks, the kind that can overwhelm a player with one kick.

Tang Zhenglong deliberately showed off his thigh muscles.

"Hahaha, those who stand in my way will die!!!"

This time Tang Zhenglong is preparing for a violent free kick + ball path correction.

Tang Zhenglong actually suspected that Carlos' violent free kick was supported by the system.

The referee whistled and Tang Zhenglong started to run.

A kick on the ball made a whistling sound. If there was a high-speed camera, it would be found that the ball was obviously deformed.

Schwarzer saw that the ball seemed to be going towards the corner flag, but for some unknown reason, it suddenly turned and flew into the goal.

GOOOOOOOOOOAL! !
At that second, the whole of Asia was stunned. This ball was almost exactly the same as the ball that Carlos blasted in in the 1997 Four Nations Competition.

It's just that Carlos hit the ball with his left foot, but this ball was hit with his right foot.

"The best goal in the Asian Cup was born, Tang Zhenglong's masterpiece."

Australians also applauded Tang Zhenglong's masterpiece.

Beautiful indeed.

The Chinese team gathered together to celebrate.

"Beautiful, Brother Long, you are my idol."

"Hahaha."

"Brother Long, can you give me special training? If I'm one percent as good as you, I'll be a superstar."

"It's hard."

Hahaha.

Zhu Guanghu touched Tang Zhenglong's head.

"Well done, Longlong."

The old man's heart is about to jump out. He has devoted himself to the team. In fact, there is a secret he has not said, that is, this is the last Asian Cup for him to coach the national football team. No matter what the results are, he will leave the team after the Asian Cup.

1 to 1! !
At 70 minutes of the game, the two sides returned to the same starting line.

******
"Never give the Chinese team a free kick in front of the penalty area, that guy is a free kick pervert." Osik gave a death order.

"But that guy's diving is also Oscar-level."

"..."

"I don't care, this is an order."

After the goal, the morale of the Chinese team was overwhelmed, Zheng Zhi sent a few beautiful passes, and Qu Bo's shot was a little bit wide.

This guy Han Peng used the pendulum to surpass others, but he was a bit fake, but he almost passed.

In the 80 minutes of the game, the Chinese team almost won the game.

Tang Zhenglong's pass was flawed, and it turned into a shot by accident. The ball flew to the goal, and Schwarzer ran back.

Just when the Australian players were covering their faces, the ball hit the crossbar with a bang.

"Oh my God!!"

"The Chinese team was almost a lore."

Duan Xuan almost fell off the commentary seat, he was too excited, if it was a lore, it would be so beautiful.

Australia is like a frightened bird, no longer daring to attack easily. Their goal is simple-overtime.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the Chinese team began to prepare for overtime. Zhu Guanghu asked all the players on the bench to warm up.

Substitution is likely to be needed in overtime, and several players on the field are already too much.

Gao Lin shouted from the sidelines.

"Han Peng, no, don't hold on, I'll replace you."

"Pooh!!"

(End of this chapter)