1 to 0.

The camera is pushed to the big screen.

"If the game ends with this scoreline, then Cologne will be eliminated."

Stevens was anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

The farthest distance in the world is to look at 1-0, but you just can't catch up.

Tang Zhenglong was also a little anxious.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter who scores, it's important to qualify."

Tang Zhenglong is ready to find an assist skill card to help his teammates score.

"Damn, the name of this skill is so cheesy - the free kick pass must go."

The price is reasonably reasonable, 200 points.

"System, can't you take a more domineering name? For example, dashing passing like David Beckham's. ”

"Master, isn't it good to be concise?"

"Damn, you're still going to be such a hard idiom? Aren't you an idiot system? ”

Bite!

"Buckle your big mouth."

Sweat.

"I was wrong."

Tang Zhenglong exchanged skills, Cologne pressed the opponent to play, and there were many opportunities for free kicks, and this time it was a free kick on the right side of the court.

But Cologne don't have a good free-kick master, which is a big disadvantage.

Tang Zhenglong ran to Podolski first, "Lucas, you are on the back post side of the penalty area, I will pass the ball to you." ”

Podolsky pushed Tang Zhenglong, "I'm not in the mood to joke with you." ”

"It's true, I know I'm not usually reliable."

"You know?"

"Yes!"

"But this time I won't, we're all going to be eliminated."

Seeing Tang Zhenglong's sincere expression, Podolsky was a little convinced.

"Well, I believe you."

Tang Zhenglong laughed in his heart, are you fooled, do you want me to pass the ball to you? No way!!

Tang Zhenglong first told Matip to let him grab the point, and Podolsky, go to the back point to attract the defense.

Tang Zhenglong ran over to take a free kick.

The opening skill is a circle, which can be moved, and whoever is circled will pass the ball to, which is relatively easy to understand.

"Haha."

"Circle Matip."

"I'm in the circle, I'm in the circle, I'm ......"

"System, why can't I circle Matip?"

'Master, you can only pass the ball to the striker, Matip is the midfielder.

……

"Pit me again!!"

"Master, you can circle Lucas."

"I don't want to."

"That'...... I can't help it. ”

Tang Zhenglong wanted to cry.

"Hurry up, master, after the referee blows the whistle, you will lose the right to circle the choice."

Tang Zhenglong could only circle Podolsky with a very unhappy mood.

*****

'There's not much time left for Cologne, so let's take a look at this free-kick opportunity.'

"Tang Zhenglong kicks off."

The trajectory of the ball's flight was uncharacteristic, and it looked as if it was easy to defend, but what I didn't expect was that the ball miraculously came to the back post and found Podolski's head accurately.

"Damn, Don really didn't lie to me."

Podolsky once felt 10,000 times that Tang Zhenglong must have lied to him, and this guy takes the best scorer very seriously.

But I didn't expect it......

"It seems that Don still has Cologne in his heart, he loves Cologne, and the interests of the team are the most important at the critical moment."

If Tang Zhenglong knew that the OS in Podolsky's heart at this time would probably spray him in the face, "I just don't have a choice!" ”

The free-kick was driven to the back post, and the pie was fed to his mouth, and Podolski gently headed the ball into the near corner of the goal, and ate the pie easily.

The Rhein Energy Stadium is boiling, this is a goal that has come back to life.

“gooooooal。”

'Lucas's goal pulled Cologne back from the brink.'

"Who scored for us?"

"Tang Zhenglong."

"Lucas."

"Who scored for us?"

"Tang Zhenglong."

"Lucas."

The whole audience was shouting Lucas, and Tang Zhenglong shouted sullenly: "Tang Zhenglong." ”

"Forget it, I'll be the unsung hero."

"Master, you are great."

"Thanks, Pit Daddy System."

Podolski and his teammates celebrated and ran to Tang Zhenglong, "Don, your pass is so beautiful, pass the ball to me in the future." ”

Tang Zhenglong almost vomited blood, "Later?" ”

"It depends, or you can pass me more."

"Of course."

Podolsky patted Tang Zhenglong.

"I'm not happy."

Tang Zhenglong entered the system and had to find a goal skill, and now he and Podolski have 1 goal in the League Cup.

Looking at it, Tang Zhenglong's gaze noticed a skill.

"Arc Bass?"

"I'll you."

Wait a minute!

Tang Zhenglong remembered that he had been pitted by copycat skills before, Mamadona, that time he was pitted miserably, will this Pei arc also be a copycat?

It takes 200 big mouth points at a glance, so cheap?

"System, this Bayesian arc is a copycat, right?"

"Master, this is not a copycat."

"How is it possible that only 200 mouths are needed?"

Tang Zhenglong has been cheated so many times, and now he is cautious.

"The shell here is not Beckham's shell, it's Beckto."

"Bebeto?"

Tang Zhenglong recalled that Bebeto is a Brazilian international of the same era as Romario, and it should be good, but what is his free kick level? It's not clear.

"System, I want a real Bassier arc."

"Master, that one is too expensive, and I can't afford to sell you, I advise you to almost get it."

It's heartbreaking!

Tang Zhenglong had no choice but to exchange 200 points for the Pei arc, hoping that this time he would not be as cheating as Mamadeuna did.

*****

"The score was 1-1 and the game was at its tightest."

"Whoever scores one more goal is enough to finish the game."

Bruce looked at his watch, feeling so nervous that he was suffocating, "Kids, come on, at least drag it into overtime." ”

Stevens, on his side, can only pray that Lucas's goal will happen again, and the miracle will accompany Cologne.

It was then that Cologne was awarded a free-kick in front of the penalty area.

Podolski ran over to take the penalty.

"Lucas, let me kick this ball."

"Don, this ball is better for the left foot."

Tang Zhenglong didn't care so much, he pushed Podolski away and stood in front of the ball.

"Bless is not a pit dad skill, bless is not a pit dad skill."

Tang Zhenglong prayed, looked at the opponent's goalkeeper, and flew up.

The ball makes a beautiful arc.

Bruce's eyes were fixed on the ball, watching it fly into the net, unable to do anything about it, he was like a deflated ball.

Cologne's home stadium is boiling again, this time insanely.

goooooooal!

Const shouted the goal for half a minute.

"Don completed the stunner, and the ball completed the most beautiful arc."

Tang Zhenglong was pressed to the ground by his teammates to celebrate.

"Don, your right foot is the same as Becky."

"Hahaha, please call me Donham."

"Hahaha."

This time, the opponent really has little time left, and Odense needs at least one goal.