Chapter 238: All Playing Yin

"You're watching the big screen, so you're shameless." Schaff gestured to the large screen in the stadium.

The big screen will report the scores of other games in real time.

Just now, in the match between Bayern and Dortmund, which kicked off at the same time, Dortmund scored, and Klinger scored with a header against Bayern's goal.

Bayern and Cologne competed, and Schaff felt that it was because of this ball that Stevens became a "villain".

Stevens didn't bother to explain, this kind of ball, let, that's my morality, it's okay not to let it, why do you say me?

"You should tell your players that football is played with your feet."

"My players know very well that it's a Cologne field."

"How do you know it's a Cologne wild whistle, maybe a wild whistle blown by Bremen fans."

"Impossible."

The fourth official stepped forward to persuade him, "Don't say a few words, we're all having a good Christmas." ”

*****

"It's too intense."

"The head-to-head meeting of Frings and Schultz, it was just a half-time ball, do they really need to work so hard?"

Neither Frings nor Schulz got up, and the Cologne player looked and kicked the ball off the touchline.

The team doctor entered the scene, and after a brief treatment, both of them got up.

It stands to reason that Bremen needed to return the throw-in to Cologne this time, but Bremen midfielder Leon Anderson not only did not return the ball to Cologne, but also threw it directly in front of the Cologne penalty area.

Krasnic takes the ball.

Matip brutally took him down.

Yellow!

The referee was not polite, and the Cologne players came around, "This ball should be returned to us." ”

The referee knew very well that Bremen did this because Cologne had just scored the penalty, but it was all outside the rules, and he couldn't help it.

"You should be ashamed."

The Cologne player shouted at Anderson.

"I have nothing to be ashamed of, you just did the same thing as Tang Zhenglong."

I'll it.

"Can you compare with me?"

Tang Zhenglong was unconvinced, "Don't insult me, you and I are the difference between ants and elephants, I am the top scorer, I scored a goal in a game, you can't score it in your life." ”

"You ......"

Anderson was furious.

"Tell me, how many goals have you scored since joining Bremen?"

'I'm a midfielder and it's not my job to score goals.

"Hahaha."

"Don, stop arguing, go and lie down behind the human wall."

Sweat!

"Hey, hey, that's a tactic, why is it so low coming out of your mouth?"

Tang Zhenglong went to lie behind the human wall.

"Hahaha, this is a tactic invented by Tang, we call him a lying wall."

But this time Cologne met Miku, the Frenchman does not play yin, as soon as the whistle blew, he curled the ball around the human wall, and the ball drilled into the corner of the goal.

"Pretty!!"

β€œgoooooal。”

Scharaff rushed to Stevens to celebrate, "See?" That's the strength of the Bundesliga champions. ”

On the pitch, the Bremen players were so bad that they lay down en masse while celebrating.

"Haha, is this a tribute to Don?"

"Don, they seem to be sarcastic about you."

"You still need to say it." Tang Zhenglong glared at Schultz.

"You go and lie down when you take a free kick in the future, I won't go."

"I don't."

*****

"This game has gone bad, both sides are not sportsmanlike, is that okay?"

Soon, Bremen had players injured in the half, this time Bremen themselves were injured, but the Bremen players did not kick the ball off the sideline and continued to attack.

"Your own people are hurt."

Bremen ignored it, but made a mistake in the pass and the ball reached Cologne.

"Our guys are hurt, kick the ball off the sideline."

"I'm going to it, it's obscene enough, and I think of sportsmanship when I lose the ball?"

The ball reached Tang Zhenglong's feet.

"Hurry into the box and I'll be able to shoot."

Just as Tang Zhenglong was about to break through, the referee blew the whistle.

"What?"

The referee has the right to blow the whistle if he feels the injury is serious.

"He's pretending."

The Bremen team doctor pretended to come on the pitch to treat the player, then the player stood up and the game continued.

This situation requires a drop ball to resume play.

Tang Zhenglong approached the referee, "Referee, this game can't be like this." There is no morality at all, how can you be like this? ”

"The most important thing in sports is not winning or losing, but the spirit."

The referee was dumbfounded, Klose said that it was nothing, but Tang Zhenglong ......

'If that's what you really think, then the penalty shouldn't have been taken.'

'That's what the manager told me to play, and he said he had to play and I couldn't help it.

"I see, I'm wrong about you."

"It's okay, I've been taking the blame."

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*****

"Give me the ball."

The ball flew towards Tang Zhenglong.

"System, turn on the stake skill."

"Okay."

Tang Zhenglong took the ball, and Frings kicked Tang Zhenglong, but Tang Zhenglong didn't move.

"Hey, no, he seems to have kicked me."

After three seconds, Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground.

To be honest, the referee saw Frings kick Tang Zhenglong, but Tang Zhenglong fell after a few seconds, which was too fake.

"Yellow card!"

"What?" Tang Zhenglong was furious, "He kicked me, you see." ”

There was also a stain on the sock from the kick.

"If you fall to the ground right away, then I'm sure I'll give it, but you've had so many seconds to ......," the referee shrugged.

"I'm slow to reflex the arc, can't I?"

"Haha, then you'll have to see a doctor."

Tang Zhenglong regretted it a little, if he knew that the opponent's foul was so obvious, he wouldn't have opened the stake, because once the stake skill was opened, he couldn't fall down if he wanted to.

After the referee left, Frings wondered, "Don, I don't understand a little. ”

"What?"

"From what I know of you, you should have fallen to the ground in an instant and then rolled on the ground, why did you stop this time?"

"Because I'm moral!"

Frings held for a second, then burst with a pop.

"Hahaha."

"Laugh at your size." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

The first half was almost over, and Bayern also equalized over there, 1-1, so that if both sides were tied, Bayern would have a two-point lead to win the halfway title.

At this moment, there was an accident at the stadium and a fan rushed onto the field, apparently a Bremen fan.

"Tolsten, I adore you."

The fans rushed to Frins, and Tang Zhenglong saw that this was a good opportunity.

"Don't worry, Frings, I'll help you."

Tang Zhenglong also rushed towards Frings.

"Destroying order on the pitch, huh? I'll beat you, I'll beat you. ”

"Bastard, you're all on me."

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"I'm sorry, don't hide."

Frings understood that Tang Zhenglong was doing it on purpose, pretending to help, but in fact, he was secretly punching himself.

"Don't hide."

"Don't hide!"