Chapter 18: 11 goals in 10 games
"Nope."
"Nope."
Tang Zhenglong shook his head while watching.
"What kind of college did you graduate, how did you become a reporter, you can't do this article."
Claudia was furious.
At this time, Tang Zhenglong's move completely ignited Claudia, and Tang Zhenglong pressed the delete key on the keyboard.
"Delete it, I'll rewrite it for you."
Claudia snapped, "I'll kill you." β
Claudia usually practiced martial arts, and she clamped Tang Zhenglong's neck with her elbow joint.
"Ahh
"Murder."
"You bastard, you pay me for the draft."
"Good...... Okay, I'll compensate you, you let go. β
"In this way, if I say a word, if you write a sentence, you will say that it was dictated by Tang Zhenglong, so it will be more newsworthy."
In this case, Claudia had no choice, the manuscript she wrote had been deleted, and she could only nod.
"Okay, the first sentence, his name is Tang Zhenglong, he is 1.8 meters tall, his bronzed skin reveals the masculinity of a man, and at the first sight of him, I seem to be in love."
Claudia's ten fingers hung over the keyboard, looking at Tang Zhenglong with cold eyes.
Tang Zhenglong scratched his head and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, it seems to be a bit too much." β
Claudia typed a line, "Male, Tang Zhenglong, from China, Cologne 2nd team striker." β
"That's it?"
"That's it, keep going!"
"What a ferocity." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.
'I knew it was going to go in the moment I headed it because I felt really good in front of goal, probably like Inzaghi.
Claudia's fingers dangled in the air again.
"Inzaghi? No way? β
"Will Klose do that?"
Claudia glanced at Tang Zhenglong again.
"That's it, the moment I head it feels good, it's a goal."
Claudia wrote according to her own thoughts, "The moment the header was made, I didn't know if it would go in, and thank God, the ball was in a dead end." β
"Look at it."
Tang Zhenglong shook his head, "This is strength, not luck, I know I can enter." β
"Can't you be humble?"
"I'm already humble, do you know what my version of being immodest looks like?"
"In front of Tang Zhenglong, Basten's zero-degree angle is an egg, which is scored with a kick, and Tang Zhenglong is scored with a header, Tang Zhenglong's goal is a million times more difficult than Basten's zero-degree angle."
Claudia trembled with rage, she regretted doing this report, she really didn't want to be here if she hadn't asked the editor for the layout, she would have had to hand in the manuscript.
Seeing that Claudia seemed to be angry, Tang Zhenglong smiled and said: "Then let's do it, I will suffer a loss, thank God This sentence can be kept, but it must be emphasized that this is my true strength." β
After an hour's delay, Claudia left the Cologne club's training center, and before leaving, she turned her head and thought, "I don't want to come to this place again." β
That night, Tang Zhenglong rushed to the newsstand, bought a copy of the "Express", found the page that reported him, and almost fainted.
There is no problem with the article, it is according to Tang Zhenglong's request, but Tang Zhenglong's name does not appear in the whole article, nor does he sign his nationality, but Mr. Tang is used as a report.
Tang Zhenglong felt uncomfortable, there are so many people surnamed Tang in the Chinese circle, who knows that it is me Tang Zhenglong if he doesn't write it clearly.
"Didn't you just slap your ass, so hold a grudge."
"Don't let me see you again, next time you want my interview, no way!"
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In the third round against LΓΌbeck, Cologne II lost 1-3, and Tang Zhenglong scored the only goal.
In the fourth round against Fortuna Dusseldorf, Cologne drew 1-1 with Tang Zhenglong scoring the only goal.
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In the seventh round against Bayer Leverkusen II, Cologne beat the opponent 4-1, and Tang Zhenglong scored a goal.
In the eighth round against Hertha Berlin II, the two sides drew 1-1, and Tang Zhenglong scored the only goal.
In the tenth round against Chemnitz, Cologne won 2-1, Booker opened the scoring, and Tang Zhenglong scored in the 87th minute.
After ten rounds of the league, Tang Zhenglong's contract with the club was officially activated, and he could get a salary of 5,000 euros per month in the future.
11 goals have been scored in 10 league games, and the average level of one goal per game is also the highest in the history of Cologne II.
The happiest is John, he bet right, although Tang Zhenglong only proved himself in the lower league, although the opponents at this level are more amateur, but he has reason to believe that Tang Zhenglong can gain a foothold in the first team, at least it is no problem to enter the squad.
John was going to find an opportunity to recommend Tang Zhenglong to Stevens, and it was a bit of a waste for him to stay in the second team.
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At the team lounge, Stevens is watching game videos and drinking coffee, and although he has a capsule coffee machine in his office, he still likes the coffee made from the large coffee machine in the lounge.
At this time, the Bundesliga has just finished 5 rounds, and Cologne's results in the first 5 rounds are very average, 2 wins and 3, it seems that there is no loss, but there are too many draws, so it is ranked outside the 5th place.
Although there is one Podolsky in Cologne, there is only one Podolski, and it is still a bit naΓ―ve to rely on one person to play well in the German Second Division.
Moreover, Podolski is already famous in Germany and is an international player, so he is often defended by the opponent in the game, and once the Prince of Cologne is completely targeted, then Cologne's offensive power will be reduced by at least 70%.
This is the problem that a team that relies on one person must face, and Stevens is also frustrated, but he knows that it is impossible to buy someone during the winter break, and this is not to be considered, because Cologne has a limited budget.
'It would be nice if someone could share the task of scoring goals when Podolski was completely stared at.
Stevens took a sip of his coffee and smiled inwardly.
That's when John came over.
"John, have a cup of coffee."
"I ordered black tea."
John sat down.
"What's the matter?"
"It's been a long time since you've been here to see the second team."
"I can't take care of it." As he spoke, Stevens held out two fingers in his left hand and three in his right hand.
'Two wins, three draws, and the most important thing is that there are fewer goals, two of which were 0-0, so I'm struggling here.
John smiled slightly, "I want to recommend someone to you, he ...... Quite possibly the next Lucas. β
When he said this, John's palms were sweating, and he compared Tang Zhenglong with Podolsky, he was really shameless, but there was no way, since it was a sales pitch, then it must be exaggerated.
"Lucas? The second team has such talent? β
"Who?" Stevens' eyes lit up.
"Tang Zhenglong."