"Master, does this require you to take the initiative?"

"What do you mean? Bullying me for not reading much? ”

“……”

The system was withdrawn.

Win the boos of the away team's fans, demanding more than 100 decibels.

Tang Zhenglong thought about it, if he wanted to anger the more than 10,000 fans of the away team to this extent, he had to score first, because scoring goals was the best way to provoke the opponent, and secondly, he had to provoke as much as possible, and then he would not be targeted by the referee.

For example, raising the middle finger at the fans like Effenberg will definitely be able to mad the opponent and complete the task, but in that case, the Football Association should not be able to escape the ticket after the game.

"How?"

Tang Zhenglong fell into thought.

After 2-2, Cologne's home momentum was higher and higher.

One more.

It's a common desire of the fans to complete a comeback at home and make everyone happy.

Stevens also wanted to win, and with 73 minutes played, he replaced a midfielder with striker No. 14 Guy Mian, and Cologne formed a three-man attack.

Just as Cologne was attacking, the system sounded an alarm, and a dotted line appeared in front of Tang Zhenglong's eyes.

"There were."

"Could it be that the goalkeeper is about to get rid of it?"

Tang Zhenglong didn't say a word, and quickly ran to the end of the dotted line, and the ball reached Podolski's feet, and the opponent was hoarded in front of the penalty area.

'Lucas again opted for a long-range shot from outside the box and this time the goalkeeper saved.

Just when the whole Oberhausen team thought that the crisis was over, Tang Zhenglong arrived in time.

"Don."

"Cologne's lucky star - Don appeared at the back post, there was no suspense, he would score the ball."

After the goalkeeper pounced on the ball, it was a half-high ball, and Tang Zhenglong could use his thigh to pad it.

But at this time, a scene that made everyone dumbfounded happened, only to see Tang Zhenglong suddenly turn around and hit the ball into the goal with his buttocks.

“……”

The narrator was stunned.

It took a second for the Oberhausen fans from afar to realize that the Cologne players were humiliating their team.

Thereupon!

Huge boos rang out.

At this time, there was a virtual interface in front of Tang Zhenglong's eyes, and the value was 90.

"Damn, it's only 90 decibels?"

"Friends, give me some strength."

Tang Zhenglong stretched out his right hand and put it to his ear, "Be louder, I can't hear it." ”

The Oberhausen fans were mad that the no.99 had scored with his butt in the face of an empty goal and now dared to make provocative gestures.

“boooooooo。”

The visitors were booed by the fans.

“95。”

“96。”

"Go on, go on."

At this moment, the Oberhausen players pushed Tang Zhenglong down.

"Well done."

Tang Zhenglong rolled on the ground and gave his opponent a red card, and the angry fans increased their boos again.

“100！”

"Yay!"

When Tang Zhenglong got up, the referee gave him a yellow card.

"What?"

Tang Zhenglong put on a harmless expression.

"Referee, I'm a victim."

The referee also gestured to his ear.

"This gesture of yours is provoking the fans and giving you a yellow card."

"Referee, I'm imitating Baggio, he did this after he scored."

"Yes, but he's running to the home fans to applaud, you're looking at the away fans."

"Well, you're really hard to fool." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

The other side of the devil is angels, for away fans, Tang Zhenglong is a shameless clown, but for Cologne fans, Tang Zhenglong is a cute angel of goals.

"3-2, Cologne took the lead for the first time in this game."

"Look at how happy the home fans are."

After a brief celebration, the game resumed, and soon, Tang Zhenglong became a public enemy in the hearts of his opponents.

They are holding back the bad in their hearts, as long as Tang Zhenglong gets the ball, then you are welcome, this kind of thing does not need to say hello at all, teammates will understand each other by making a look.

It also depends on the situation under the black foot, such as a frontal collision, then you can be ruthless, but you still have to be restrained when you are behind the side, and the referee is more strict about this kind of action.

But after a few minutes, the Oberhausen players were dumbfounded, they wanted to take advantage of Tang Zhenglong's black feet when he got the ball, but the problem was that Tang Zhenglong didn't catch the ball at all, and his teammates existed as if he were air.

And what Tang Zhenglong was thinking at this time was that the skill card was used up, there was no need to run blindly, and the game could be called a day.

In this way, the lazy Tang Zhenglong gave his opponent's deliberate black-footed attempt no chance to carry it out.

On the contrary, because the Oberhausen players paid too much attention to Tang Zhenglong, ignoring No. 14.

Guy Mian scored another goal in the 85th minute to seal the win.

In the end, Cologne won the game 4-2.

After the game, the whole Oberhausen team left the field angrily, no one was interviewed, and the midfielder received a red card after the game because he applauded the referee after the game.

At this time, Stevens asked the assistant coach to drag Tang Zhenglong to the locker room, he didn't know why Tang Zhenglong would use his butt to score in the game, but he had expected that this would be hyped by the media.

"Don't let Don face reporters, his big mouth will definitely get into trouble."

"Yes!"

But what he didn't expect was that at this time, Tang Zhenglong was already surrounded by reporters in the mixed interview area.

Claudia of "Express" is like a treasure, disrespects her opponents, and lacks the most basic work ethic, if she doesn't write Tang Zhenglong to death this time, she won't be called Claudia.

Claudia struck first, she spoke first, ready to grasp the trend of public opinion.

"Don, we saw you score a goal with your ass in the game, why is that? Because you can score in a normal way, I think the only reasonable explanation for you to do that is that you are insulting the opponent. ”

"Yes, Don, we'd like to hear your explanation." Journalists spoke in unison.

Tang Zhenglong glanced at Claudia, and the other party seemed to be gloating.

Tang Zhenglong patted his teammate next to him - goalkeeper Svante.

"Hahaha, I think everyone misunderstood, in fact, it was all because I made a bet with Robin, Stefan's son."

"What?"

Everyone was surprised.

Svante smiled: "That's right, last weekend Don came to my house to play, and my son Robin and Don played football together in the yard. ”

"Don said he could score with his ass in the game."

Robin, of course, didn't believe it, so the two of them made a bet on a Burger King.

"Hahaha, I see."

Tang Zhenglong said apologetically: "I just want to stimulate a child's interest in football, let the child know that football is happy, and if my actions upset the Oberhausen fans, then I apologize now." ”

Claudia felt that this story was obviously fake, and this Tang Zhenglong was really cunning.