After the start of the second half, Tang Zhenglong took the ball and booed wildly at home, this is the first time in Benfica's century-old history that the mascot has been beaten, how can this be endured?

Fortunately, Tang Zhenglong didn't get the ball much, basically it meant something, and he passed the ball out at once.

Tang Zhenglong was unhappy, he entered the system and took a look, anyway, he has a lot of big mouths, so he just spends more and opens a super big hanging, such as "play like Gerd Muller", "play like Rui Costa elegantly", and knock the opponent down, I see if you still boo me.

"System, get a Gayd Muller skill, I like that feeling."

"I'm sorry, it's sold out."

“”

"Is this still out of stock?"

"Anything is finite."

"Alright, just Rui Costa, don't tell me it's out of stock."

"Master, I'm sorry, it's really out of stock."

Tang Zhenglong understood that this dead system deliberately, when he had a big mouth, he deliberately did not sell his skills, that is, when he was poor, he used those super hanging skills to tempt himself, and forced himself to do tasks without discipline.

"System, you can't be so obscene, these big mouths are also my hard-earned points, how I want to spend it, what's wrong with you, why don't you sell me."

"Master, your idea is very obscene, I really didn't mean it, it's out of stock."

"I'm going to you, and you still call me obscene?"

Just when Tang Zhenglong was sweating, the system said: "Master, you can draw a lottery, 100 points at a time, the lottery skills are not limited, if you can draw Ged Mueller, then it will be earned." ”

"Hahaha, you treat me as an idiot, how can there be such a good thing."

"Tell me, what's the problem?"

"It's not boring, but there is a condition, that is, the skills you draw must be used and cannot be given up."

"It's all soccer skills, right?"

"Of course."

"None of the weird skills, right? Like taking off your pants in public or something. ”

"Impossible."

"Impossible?" Tang Zhenglong sneered, he has been bound to the system for so long, and he doesn't know how much he has done without discipline, what else is impossible?

"Master, do you smoke it or not, most of them are good things."

"What about the minority?"

"It's a good thing, maybe it's just not that practical."

"Okay, let's smoke it."

I saw that the big mouth point was 100 less, and then the turntable in the system was slowly rotating, until it finally stopped, Tang Zhenglong saw it and almost jumped up.

"Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo."

"Great, the system doesn't lie to me."

"Hahaha."

"Master, can you enjoy it after watching it?"

"Oh."

Tang Zhenglong only saw the word Xiao Luo and continued to read.

"Dance samba like Ronaldo."

Tang Zhenglong was stunned.

"What does this mean? Is it a goal-scoring skill, and samba is a goal that comes with it later? ”

"Master, you think too much, this is actually a dance skill."

Bang Dang!!

It was like a thunderbolt from the sky.

Tang Zhenglong wanted to cry without tears, spent 100 big mouth points, and got a dance skill?

And the worst part is that this skill still has to be used.

"System, you really have no limits."

"Master, it's fun, don't you think samba and football go well together?"

"It's a good match, the kind that goes on your head."

But Tang Zhenglong has no choice, his idea is that when Benfica is attacking, when the camera is filming the Cologne half, he goes to Benfica's half to dance secretly and consumes his skills, it is best not to be photographed by the camera, otherwise it will be really embarrassing.

*****

The 1-1 scoreline is still not a solid one for Benfica, Santos is not a conservative manager, as a manager who aims to win the title, he naturally wants to take his destiny firmly in his own hands, so his team must continue to score.

Benfica pressed Cologne at the beginning of the second half, and the ball stayed in Cologne's defensive third zone more than 80%, except for Tang Zhenglong, all the players of Cologne came to help defend.

Benfica's midfielders have repeatedly passed the ball into the box, and the two strikers are also trying to take advantage of their chances, but have not found the chance to find the back of the net for the time being.

Tang Zhenglong quietly moved to Benfica's penalty area, and the goalkeeper looked at him, originally he didn't take him seriously, but slowly found that Tang Zhenglong seemed to be writhing.

"What's wrong? Uncomfortable? ”

What happened next stunned the goalkeeper, and he saw Tang Zhenglong dancing, still samba dancing.

"Hahaha."

Tang Zhenglong's worst fear still happened, the camera was actually given, and at this time Tang Zhenglong's skills had been turned on, which meant that it was impossible to stop.

"Don, what are you doing?"

Stevens roared.

But Tang Zhenglong couldn't stop, he could only finish jumping.

David Luiz is Brazilian, he has watched people dance samba since he was a child, and he knows a little bit about it, he was stunned, Tang Zhenglong's samba dance is too professional.

"This guy is simply Brazilian, look at that writhing body, that little expression."

"Haha."

2 minutes later, Tang Zhenglong finally finished jumping, but his face was also lost.

The commentator laughed, "Don actually danced samba in the other party's half, and it looks like he danced well." ”

"Hahaha, we will never understand Tang Zhenglong's world, but I don't think it's anything strange."

Luis leaned over, "Don, did you live in Brazil when you were a child, your samba is really too professional." ”

"No, my idol is Xiao Luo, I taught myself by watching TV."

"No wonder, I said why are you so like Xiao Luo, you are such a genius, not only can you fight with eagles, but also dance samba."

Sweat.

"It's certainly not a compliment to me."

Stevens grabbed Tang Zhenglong's neck, "Now the team is so difficult, I can accept that you don't participate in defense, but what are you?" Are you TMD Brazilian? ”

"Even if you're Brazilian, you can't dance on the pitch."

Tang Zhenglong panicked, "Head, I think the opponent mistakenly thinks that my technique is as good as Xiao Luo, so that the opponent is afraid of me, don't you think it's funny." ”

"Interesting?"

"Funny, you're big."

"Don't do that again, or I'll replace you right away."

Tang Zhenglong nodded, I hope the system will stop cheating itself, I really can't afford to hurt it, this time it's more cheating than Mamadona, which is equivalent to spending 100 big mouth points in exchange for humiliating myself.

At this moment, Benfica won a free kick, and everyone was shouting Tang Zhenglong, "Don, go and lie behind the wall." ”

"Why do you want me to lie behind a wall? Although I invented it, I don't have a patent right, so you can lie down. ”

However, Tang Zhenglong was still dragged away.