Chapter 101: I don't speak German well
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"Don is hitting the world wave again."
Tang Zhenglong volleyed crisply, the ball went into the net, and Schalke's goalkeeper didn't have time to react.
2 to 0.
"It looks like Cologne is going to go dark."
Schalke was quiet at home for a few seconds, and if it was bad luck to concede the first goal, it was now 2-0 and the chances of coming back are getting less and less.
After the goal, Tang Zhenglong rushed to the sidelines.
"Don't run, Don, celebrate with us."
On the pitch, an eagle catches a chicken.
Tang Zhenglong lifted his jersey.
'Scoring at Schalke at home is as easy as scrubbing a bath.
"Hahaha."
His teammates ran over, and Schultz smiled: "Don, what did you write?" β
At first glance, Schultz's face darkened.
"Don, how can you ...... Do you want to be banned? β
"What's wrong?"
It turned out that Tang Zhenglong wrote a few words wrong, and the meaning completely changed.
It's like in Chinese, getting on a boat and going to bed sounds similar, but the meaning is far from the same.
The teammates looked at it and said nervously: "Don, what you wrote is a swear word." β
Sweat!
'I wrote that Schalke's home goal was as simple as a bath.
"No, you're writing ......"
When Tang Zhenglong heard this, he was almost scared, if it was really as Schultz said, then he would be in big trouble.
Tang Zhenglong hurriedly put down his clothes, but he had already been filmed by the camera just now.
"Don seems to have written something on his vest, what is it?" The narrator looked at it and was stunned.
He couldn't repeat it, because there might be minors in front of the TV, so he had to skip the topic.
The Schalke fans exploded after reacting, and the bananas in the stands rained down.
"Run."
"Beat him to death, and dare to scold us with foul language."
"Kill Cologne."
"Kill Tang Zhenglong."
The shouting and scolding in the stadium was huge, but fortunately the referee didn't see the replay, he didn't see what was written on Tang Zhenglong's vest, and thought it was an ordinary provocation, so he warned Tang Zhenglong, "Don't provoke the fans anymore." β
"No, no!"
Tang Zhenglong was scared, he was really afraid.
*****
Five minutes of stoppage time saw Schalke pull a late goal back from Kuranyi, but they couldn't equalise as Cologne beat Schalke 04 2-1 away to reach this season's German Cup final.
But the turmoil has just begun, and Tang Zhenglong is causing trouble.
As soon as the match ended, Stevens walked up to Rangnick as usual to shake his hand, but the latter refused his outstretched hand.
"I'm Schalke's manager, your players are insulting Schalke, they're insulting me, and I'm not going to shake hands with a team like that."
Stevens Khan.
"He's not German, his German is not good, that's a typo, he meant ......"
Rangnick rejected Stevens' explanation, "Everyone has seen it, please don't insult my IQ." β
Stevens couldn't help it.
Tang Zhenglong had already run back to the locker room, and the Schalke players were going to beat him.
Altentop and Ernst from Schalke came to the door.
"Tang Zhenglong, come out for me."
"Tang Zhenglong is not here."
I'll just scold us, and now I'm insulting our IQ.
Altentop is an honest man, "Not there? So who's going to talk back now? β
"Lucas."
"You bastard, Lucas is right next to us."
"That's a fake."
"Get out."
Podolsky on the other side of the door was happy, "Two, we will punish Don, even if he opens the door, what can you do?" Beat him up? Then your career is over. β
"He has to apologize to us."
Podolsky nodded, "That's a reasonable request, but you are so excited now, can you guarantee Tang Zhenglong's safety?" β
"You know what to do if we don't dare to take him!"
Podolsky knocked on the door, "Don, come out, you go to Schalke's locker room to apologize." β
"I'm not going."
"It's the head's order."
Tang Zhenglong had no choice but to go to Schalke's locker room to apologize, which was the condition that Cologne promised the other party.
*****
A bow.
Two bows.
Three bows.
If the Schalke players had known that this would only happen in China if they were to attend the farewell ceremony, they would have beaten Tang Zhenglong even if they were to be banned.
Tang Zhenglong even apologized and had to skin it, but fortunately, there were no Asian players in Schalke's team at this time.
"Everyone, everyone, it is very sincere to bow and apologize in our country, and I hope you will accept my apology, I really didn't mean to."
Ernst smiled: "Are you afraid that we will appeal to the German Football Association." β
"Yes." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.
"Of course not, I really think I'm wrong, it's because my German is so bad, I wanted to write that the home goal at Schalke was as easy as scrubbing a shower, but I didn't expect it to be written wrong."
Tang Zhenglong scratched his head while laughing.
The Schalke players are all mad, even if they are trying to humiliate Schalke, it's okay?
Tang Zhenglong smiled and didn't smile anymore, the other party's eyes were full of coldness, as if he was going to swallow himself alive.
"I sincerely apologize again, it was really my mistake."
Rangnick waved his hand, "You can go, we can promise not to prosecute you, but we can't guarantee anything else." β
"Thank you, thank you."
Tang Zhenglong showed an extremely coquettish expression, and the Schalke players felt that Tang Zhenglong's smile was particularly hateful.
Tang Zhenglong also knew that he was not popular with them, so he slowly withdrew and ran away.
settled the Schalke side, and there are reporters, these reporters can be regarded as catching big news, Stevens can only let Tang Zhenglong come out and make it clear.
"What? Can't speak German? Don, you're very slippery in German. β
"It's spoken, but my handwriting skills are pretty good."
This is normal, even for native German speakers, typos are common.
"Don, what did you originally want to write?"
Tang Zhenglong scratched his head and said: "I originally wanted to write, world peace. β
Burst!!
If the first sentence still has that one percent credibility, then the second sentence is an insult to IQ.
"Don, don't insult our IQ, okay?"
Tang Zhenglong could only honestly say: "I originally wanted to write, scoring goals at Schalke's home stadium is as simple as scrubbing a bath." β
It's reasonable, at least plausible.
Stevens saw that the matter was showing signs of subsidence, and immediately said: "Although Tang Zhenglong made a typo, the club still decided to punish him, first of all, a fine of 5,000 euros, and a mandatory 2-hour German lesson every day after training. β
Burst.
The reporters laughed unkindly.