Chapter 42: I won't pass it on to you

'There seems to be a clash in the Dortmund penalty area.'

As soon as the Cologne players saw Tang Zhenglong rolling on the ground, and then looked at Weidenfeller's dazed look, they almost understood.

"You hit our players."

"I didn't touch him, he fell to the ground on his own."

Schultz said indignantly: "Don is an honest man, if you don't beat him, then he won't fall to the ground." ”

Wei Dengfeller was dumbfounded, looked at Tang Zhenglong who was rolling on the ground, and wondered in his heart: "Just him?" Honest people? ”

The referee ran over and gave Weidenfeller a yellow card.

"Me!"

Weidenfeller felt that he was very innocent, although he pushed Tang Zhenglong, but he didn't react so strongly.

When the midfield restarted, Van Marwijk got nervous, 2-1 and 2-0 were completely different.

The format of the German Cup is that a draw goes to extra time, and a 120-minute draw goes to a penalty shootout.

Van Marwijk waved his hand and made a pressing gesture that he couldn't play so relaxed anymore and had to put a little pressure on his opponent.

Tang Zhenglong entered the system, and the skill card was used up, but there were still 200 big mouth points.

I clicked on the system and looked at it, and something called a first-level cross card came into view.

"What is a first-class cross?"

"It's a 10-metre by 10-metre square inside cross near the corner flag area to find the player you pass first."

"You can take a look at the corner flag area."

Tang Zhenglong looked over and saw a small red area near the corner flag area, which should be the effective passing area, and the pass within the effective area can accurately find his teammates.

"System, does this skill guarantee that the receiver will definitely score?"

"Nope! It's not an assist skill, it's just a sure pass to find a teammate accurately. ”

Tang Zhenglong understood, spent 100 mouths, and ordered to buy.

*****

After Cologne's goal, the rhythm of the game was once again controlled by Dortmund, but the 1-2 score made the Cologne players a little more confident, at least the opponent's goal can be broken.

The commentator watched the game and suddenly found one thing, that is, how did Tang Zhenglong disappear?

"It's been a long time since I've seen No. 99, could it be that I'm too excited after the goal?"

Podolski is the most dissatisfied with Tang Zhenglong's lack of defense, how can a striker not return to defense in modern football?

"What are you running around, help defend."

Tang Zhenglong shook his head, "I am a striker, and I have my principles." ”

“……”

"What kind of striker are you?"

Tang Zhenglong said unhappily: "Counting the goals in this game, you and I are both six goals, what kind of striker do you say I am." ”

This is the most unpleasant point of Podolski, why such a lazy person can always score.

After having the crossing skill, Tang Zhenglong stood on the sideline, and once he waited for his side to counterattack, he ran to the bottom line, and it was easy to do after entering the passing area.

Soon, Cologne won the ball, and the first passing point was, of course, Podolski, but he was also the one who attracted the most defenders.

Podolski received the ball and immediately handed it to the full-back, then ran forward on his own.

When Tang Zhenglong saw it, he immediately ran to the bottom line, raising his hand as he ran, "Give it to me." ”

The full-back was stunned, "For you?" ”

I remember that during training, Tang Zhenglong's cross footwork was relatively bad, and when the fullback hesitated, Tang Zhenglong shouted again, "Give it to me!"

The fullback pushed over, Podolski looked at it, and he didn't have much confidence, Tang Zhenglong crossed? Is that still running?

"Forget it, let's believe Don."

Podolski quickly ran forward, which would make Tang Zhenglong's cross less difficult.

After entering the passing area, several teammates in the box have yellow circles on their heads that can be selected.

"Hehe, that's where it goes."

Podolski raised his hand for the ball.

Commentary: "Lucas has run out of position, and Don's best option is to cross forward. ”

However, Tang Zhenglong didn't want to pass the ball to Podolski, if he scored again, he would surpass himself.

So Tang Zhenglong decisively locked Schultz at the far end.

A curling ball was crossed, and Podolski looked at it and immediately cursed.

"Stinky feet, I know you're not reliable in passing."

Borussia Dortmund's two centre-backs jumped, but the ball looked like it had eyes, and it happened to bypass Dortmund's central defence and reach the back post to find Schulz accurately.

Scholz headed the ball into the back corner.

Weidenfeller was dumbfounded, and could only watch as the ball went into the net.

'It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it reminds me of Beckham's cross, the ball went around the entire Dortmund defence, and Schultz at the back post probably never dreamed it would come over.

"Don surprised us so much, this is really a fantastic player."

Stevens couldn't believe his eyes, Tang Zhenglong's footwork in the cross was very ordinary, I thought he was good in front of the goal, but I didn't expect to be able to send such a wonderful cross.

Podolsky was depressed, he felt that Tang Zhenglong was deliberate, since he had such footwork, why did he give up the near and far and not pass the ball to himself?

It was Schultz's first official goal of the season, and he rushed to Tang Zhenglong and pounced on him.

"Don, it's beautiful."

"You're pretty good."

"Hehe, I didn't expect your cross to be so accurate, I used to underestimate you, and I thought you didn't know anything, so you would brag."

"Hahaha."

His teammates ran over to celebrate with Tang Zhenglong, and finally Podolsky also came over.

"Don, it's a beautiful pass, I thought you'd make a pass."

Tang Zhenglong laughed, "I did it on purpose." ”

"Deliberately?"

"yes, if I pass you the ball, you will score more than me, as a real prince of Cologne, how can I let this happen."

Podolsky was angry in his heart, and the most unhappy thing was not that Tang Zhenglong deliberately didn't pass it on to himself, but that he succeeded, and he couldn't see his jokes.

Seeing Podolsky's dark face, Tang Zhenglong smiled: "If you don't call me boss, I'll pass the ball to you next time." ”

"There's no need, I'll score myself."

Tang Zhenglong shrugged, "Okay, don't regret it, I can't tell you how many goals Schultz can score in the future." ”

Podolsky smiled, hugged Tang Zhenglong, and slammed him in the back a few times.

"Congratulations."

Cough, cough, cough.

"Are you going to shoot my lungs out!!"

"If you really have the ability, you can help Cologne advance."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Zhenglong also became serious, Podolsky was right, internal competition is needed, but the premise is to win the game, if you lose, then internal competition is meaningless.

"Lucas, we'll advance." Tang Zhenglong said with a smile.