Chapter 223: Another Own Goal Again

When the free kick was defended, Tang Zhenglong also ran back.

"Hey, isn't this Torres? How did you move to Heerenveen? ”

No. 9 Canadian Rob Fryander has a black face, and this stalk Tang Zhenglong is not tired of playing.

"How many times have I said it, don't call me Torres, I'm Rob, Canadian."

"I see." Tang Zhenglong snickered.

"You're so lazy, you still have to defend yourself." Rob provoked.

He originally intended to provoke Tang Zhenglong, but he didn't expect Tang Zhenglong's brain circuit to be different from ordinary people.

"You know I'm lazy? Am I all famous in the Netherlands now? ”

……

Well, Rob must admit that he doesn't understand Tang Zhenglong's world.

Croatian demon Pranic took a free-kick and the ball flew into the box in a beautiful arc, and Alphonso Alves was a key player for Cologne.

However, the ball missed at the first point, and when it came to the back point, Rob was excited.

"Haha, here's my chance."

"you."

Tang Zhenglong made a break in the back, and with a gentle push, this level of contact was commonplace when the set-piece was set-pieces, but this time it was a tragedy, Rob flashed, and the ball hit Tang Zhenglong's head, impartial, and flew into the goal.

β€œgoooooooooal。”

"It was the ...... who scored for Heerenveen Tang Zhenglong. ”

Tang Zhenglong's face darkened, "I scored again?" ”

But this time it's an own goal.

Rob patted Tang Zhenglong, "Thank you, friend." ”

"No thanks, Torres."

Teammates also came over to comfort Tang Zhenglong.

"Tang, I said it earlier, if it's okay, you can stand, lie down, squat, what are you doing when you go back to defense?"

"Get out of here, Mattia, you little player with no future, I'm not like you."

"Haha."

Goalkeeper Sfan patted Tang Zhenglong, "Tang, it's okay, the opponent is not strong, we will get it back." ”

"I like to hear that."

At this time, there was a noise from the Heerenveen fans.

"Don, we love you, thank you for scoring for us."

"Come to Holland, come to Heerenveen, the girls here are better than in Germany."

Tang Zhenglong's eyes lit up, "Really? ”

"Huh."

Why don't you move to the Netherlands in the future?

After thinking about it, Tang Zhenglong himself laughed, how can I be as unproductive as Schultz, really.

"Hahaha."

*****

Taking the lead again, this time the Heerenveen boss sent his players back to strengthen the midfield in order to avoid happiness slipping away quickly.

"Give me a hold, 2-1 has to be the final score."

As soon as these words came out, a burst of "hahahaha" came, and Gatjan turned his head to see that it was Tang Zhenglong laughing at him.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly want to laugh."

"Hahaha."

Gatjan was furious, "I'll show you." ”

Tang Zhenglong ran to the right, the defense here was relatively empty, the ball reached his feet, using speed, Tang Zhenglong burst into the penalty area.

"System, I see that I'm improving a lot?"

"Nonsense, with me, a top personal trainer by your side, of course you improve fast."

"Haha."

The big man who defended Tang Zhenglong was called Dost, almost the type of Stam.

It's not fast, but it's super ferocious in frontal interception.

"I'm going to pass you......"

But what Tang Zhenglong didn't know was that this guy really didn't know English.

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Dost was thinking, "What are you doing?" ”

With a bang, Tang Zhenglong slammed into Dost's body.

"Ah, it hurts."

"I didn't say it, I'm going to pass you."

Dost was still confused, Tang Zhenglong understood, this product really didn't understand English.

Schultz ran over, "Don, I'm plugged in, you can pass the ball to me just now." ”

As soon as these words came out, Tang Zhenglong rolled on the ground like a rolling dragon.

"Hahaha, that's funny."

"What's ridiculous!" Schultz was stern.

"You said pass the ball to you, hahaha, it's so funny."

Sometimes the greatest sarcasm is not scolding you, but laughing at you.

Schultz kicked Tang Zhenglong.

"Ahh

Tang Zhenglong instantly staged the drum washing machine mode. (Some readers asked, what will Neymar do in the future?) Don't worry about this, I will arrange for the two to have a 100-meter rolling race at that time, and it is estimated that 2 million words will happen later)

rolled a little, Tang Zhenglong reacted, as if his teammates kicked me, I rolled wrong.

Tang Zhenglong slowly got up and stretched.

Soon, the ball went to Tang Zhenglong's side again, facing the Dutch big man again, this time Tang Zhenglong was ready to use his speed advantage.

With a flick of the ball on the bottom of his foot, as soon as he accelerated, Tang Zhenglong and Dost were parallel.

At this time, Tang Zhenglong was thinking: "When is it more appropriate for me to fall to the ground?" ”

Dost is an honest man, and he stretched out his hand to stop Tang Zhenglong.

"Haha, I'll do."

"Referee, he faked a fall."

Fake falls?

Tang Zhenglong sat on the ground, tidied up his socks, and didn't say anything.

The referee saw that this person was so honest, how could it be a fake fall, so he pointed to the penalty spot, "Penalty." ”

Dost was dumbfounded, "I didn't even have the strength to tickle him when I touched him." ”

"So you still touched him?"

"I ......"

"How can a defense not have physical contact?"

The referee made a gesture, "It's in the box, he can shoot when he goes over, you can't get started." ”

Dost was helpless, he didn't expect the other party to fall to the ground at the first touch.

"Okay, I admit the penalty, but you tell you the truth, I didn't interfere with you."

Tang Zhenglong shrugged, this time he really didn't understand.

It turns out that Europe is like this, if you can speak Spanish, you can understand 80% of Portuguese, and 50% of you can understand Italian, don't look at it from different countries, but as long as it is Latin, you can understand some, which is similar to our dialect.

Penalty kick!

The rule in Cologne is that whoever creates the penalty takes the penalty himself.

Tang Zhenglong stood at the penalty spot.

Heerenveen goalkeeper Brian van den Busche complained that Tang Zhenglong's ball was not set properly.

The referee went over to deal with it, and suddenly Tang Zhenglong shouted: "Shut up." ”

Brian was stunned for a moment, and then thought, why are you telling me to shut up!

The referee motioned for him to step back, and the ball was set.

"Okay, arrogant, I'll pounce on you."

Tang Zhenglong began to run slowly, and there were boos on the scene, which was too slow, and in the last few steps, Tang Zhenglong suddenly accelerated.

A burst of shots, and Brian didn't react to the hit.

"The ball is in."

"Cologne equalized, and both goals were scored by Tang Zhenglong."

Tang Zhenglong was so excited when he celebrated that he did a flying leg move in Chinese kung fu, but it soon became tragic.

"Ahh

There is a good saying - uncle has practiced.

You can't be blind if you haven't practiced a lot of things.

Tang Zhenglong landed unsteadily, and his left hand landed first.

"Oh my God, it seems that something happened, Tang Zhenglong seemed to be injured when he celebrated."

The Cologne teammates also beckoned the team doctor to hurry up.