Chapter 159: This time it's a real slap in the face
"Lucas catches the ball."
Tang Zhenglong said so, but he didn't do it, he flew up.
"Shoot."
The Mainz players' attention was all on Podolski's side, which was dumbfounded.
"Liar?"
gooooooalγ
Tang Zhenglong really completed a hat-trick.
Narrator Hans was stupid, he was silent.
The expression on Klopp's face was like he had been dumped by his girlfriend, "I'm really going to Cologne to sweep the floor?" β
I didn't expect Cologne to beat their team to the ground.
Tang Zhenglong rushed to the sidelines and did his most famous celebratory move - scrubbing.
Cologne fans in the stands shouted: "Tang Zhenglong's goal is as easy as rubbing a bath." β
"Hahaha."
"Cool."
Matip ran over, "Don, you're amazing. β
Matip knelt on one knee, Tang Zhenglong raised his right foot, and the two did a very classic "wiping the ball boot" celebration.
"Hahaha."
Tang Zhenglong felt that Matip was too good at being a man, so he should focus on cultivating it and become his little follower, which was in stark contrast to Schultz.
"Wow, that kid is such a dog."
"It should be said that he is very smart, he took refuge in Don, and now Don's status in Cologne is getting higher and higher."
"Why don't we take refuge in Don too."
Someone laughed.
Schultz patted everyone, "Do you still want face?" β
"Haha."
The final match was 5-3, and Cologne won the first Bundesliga match.
Tang Zhenglong scored a hat trick, and according to the regulations, he could take the ball for this game.
Tang Zhenglong walked towards Klopp with the ball, "Jurgen, don't forget to come to Cologne to work tomorrow." β
Jurgen Klopp said nothing and left the pitch.
After the game, the mixed interview area was lively, everyone missed Tang Zhenglong's big mouth, Tang Zhenglong's mouth moved, and the news reporter had something to eat.
"Don, come on."
"Hey, there are a lot of beautiful reporters."
"Haha."
Tang Zhenglong ordered Claudia first, and the fertilizer water does not flow into the fields of outsiders.
Now that Claudia is Tang Zhenglong's person, the questions are naturally directed towards him.
"Don, you scored a hat-trick in the first game of the new season, you seem to be in good shape, did you sneak in practice when you were on vacation?"
"Haha, of course, I stick to jogging and Pilates every day."
"Why did you deliberately choose a back heel for the second goal?"
Tang Zhenglong smiled: "Because I think that kind of goal can please the home crowd, I hope the Cologne fans can be happy." β
This is so amazing, I don't know how many fans are shouting in front of the TV at this moment: "Tang Zhenglong, yes!" β
There were a lot of reporters on the scene, Claudia only had two opportunities to ask questions, and the reporters in the back continued to ask questions, none of which were overly questioned, until Hans appeared.
"I'm a reporter for Deutsche Sport, my name is Hans, when will you be a real player?"
As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar, and the tone was ready to find fault.
Tang Zhenglong smiled: "I don't understand what you mean? β
"The red card of the opponent in the first half, you deliberately sat on the opponent's face, the whole world saw it, it was a provocation, but you escaped punishment."
"I've already explained it to the referee about the ball, there's not much to say."
"Yes, you are very good at taking advantage of Germany's friendliness towards foreigners, I remember your mantra was that you are a foreigner, maybe you are from Hollywood, but it seems to me that you have gone too far in the process of that ball."
Hans twisted his body, "Come to think of it, it's a gymnastics move, and he should go to the Olympics." β
The press officer was also not happy, this is Cologne's home stadium, it went too far.
He reminded, "Sir, it's time for your question. β
"I'm sorry, I have one more question, right away."
Tang Zhenglong's early first Buddha was born, and the second Buddha ascended to heaven.
"System, use skills."
"Okay, but it's only 10 seconds, master, hurry up."
"That's enough."
With a ding, the countdown begins.
Everyone stood still, Tang Zhenglong moved his wrist, raised his hand and snapped, and the right side of Hans's face suddenly swollen.
"Cool."
Tang Zhenglong, who was slapped in the face, is a dragon's heart.
"Cool."
Tang Zhenglong changed his hand and snapped again.
"Cool."
It's time.
Hans was about to continue asking questions, but suddenly felt a burning discomfort in his cheeks, and just as he was stunned, the press officer pointed to the other reporters.
"Sir, if you need to think, please wait."
"I ......"
Hans touched his face, wondering in his heart, because it felt like being pumped, but it couldn't be!
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The media made a fuss at the Cologne training base because Jurgen Klopp came.
In the end, it was agreed that Klopp would work in Cologne for a symbolic half an hour as punishment, and of course it was impossible to really make him do any heavy work.
Klopp was sweeping the floor with a broom, and the reporter was taking pictures.
"Well, this lesson tells us, don't talk nonsense, or you'll be like me."
At this moment, Tang Zhenglong rushed over and snatched Klopp's broom, "How can you let the old-timers really sweep the floor, I'm joking." β
"Don, you won."
"No, that's a joke, I'm not really going to let Jurgen work."
"But the man said that he was going to do arithmetic, and Jurgen really lost, and he had to sweep the floor in Cologne."
"In that case, I'll do the work for him."
Tang Zhenglong patted his chest and said, even Klopp was moved this time, what a good boy.
"Don, you're such a nice person."
"Hahaha, yes, we should respect our seniors."
The reporter took a photo and left, Klopp was about to leave, but Tang Zhenglong called out to him.
"Stop."
"Don, is there anything else?"
Tang Zhenglong put on a dumbfounded expression, "You ask me?" β
"Go to work."
Klopp was stunned, "Didn't you say you helped me?" β
"Yes, when the camera was filming, I helped you, and now that the reporter is gone, you can do your own work."
Klopp's chest heaved, "You bastard." β
"Who made you look down on me before the game, now you should be slapped in the face."
"Don, you know that there are 34 rounds in the league, and we will meet again in the second half of the schedule, and then it will be at my home stadium."
Threat?
Tang Zhenglong doesn't like to be threatened the most.
"The second half? I'm not worried at all, maybe you'll be fired by then. β
"Okay, I'll sweep the floor, I'll wait for you in the second half of the schedule, and you won't be able to go back to Cologne then."
Tang Zhenglong stuck his waist and said: "Yes, if we don't make another bet then, I will still score three of your goals, you lose, come to Cologne to clean the toilet." β
Uncle Scumbag wants to vomit blood, and he really treats Mainz as his girlfriend.
"Okay, you lose, you come to Mainz to clean the toilet."
Tang Zhenglong patted his chest, "No problem." β