Chapter 389: The Treatment of Football Stars

"It's too fast."

"Tang Zhenglong's speed is too fast."

The whole audience was stunned, the ball was 20 meters, and then went to chase it, this is to treat football as a track and field competition.

Milligan glanced at Schwarzer, who was attacking, and his eyes began to cry for help - "Dude, it's up to you." ”

The Australian defenders have given up on chasing back, leaving only Schwarzer to catch up.

"Did Tang Zhenglong touch the ball first or Schwarzer?"

“……”

In the stands, Harman and Blatter raised their butts slightly, their thighs tense, as if they were on the court.

"Hurry."

"Hurry."

When the two heard each other's voices, they turned their heads to look at each other and smiled.

Blatter smiled: "I didn't expect the Asian Cup to be so good-looking. ”

Asia is the largest continent in the world, but there are only four and a half World Cup places, which is really miserable on average.

So before he came, Blatter didn't expect too much from the excitement of the game, but now it seems that he underestimated Asian football.

"Joseph, is it time for you to consider increasing the number of places in Asia for the World Cup?"

"Haha, I'll think about it."

Schwarzer saw that it was too late, and he scooped out, as long as he could destroy the ball, he couldn't care so much.

Tang Zhenglong stepped on Hot Wheels and fired on his firepower.

"It was Tang Zhenglong who touched the ball first!"

Schwarzer's heart was like ashes, and a huge empty door was left for Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong pushes the ball into the goal.

"Twenty-two."

"If someone had told me before the Asian Cup that the top scorer would have scored more than 20 goals, then I would have called the police immediately because he was talking crazy."

"But now ......"

"Tang Zhenglong has introduced the world to the new heights of Asian football."

The score came to 2-0, and what was even more helpless was that the two goals conceded by Australia were forcibly eaten.

Head coach Graham trembled all over.

What is the pride of Australian football in Asia?

It's their strong bodies.

And Tang Zhenglong used speed to crush Australia's backline.

"Don't even have a face, do you still want to go back to Sydney?"

"I think it's going to be disbanded on the spot."

One by one, the team members bowed their heads like eggplants beaten by frost, and let Graham reprimand them.

"Pull me one back before half-time, otherwise I promise you'll have a memorable half-time break."

As the half-time whistle blew, the Australians were reluctant to walk down the tunnel and they knew what awaited them in the dressing room.

Graham isn't Alex Ferguson, but that doesn't mean he can't turn on the hair dryer mode.

The Chinese team was more relaxed, everyone suppressed the joy in their hearts and walked back to the players' tunnel with expressionless faces.

It's only 2-0, far from the time to celebrate, unless the final whistle blows, Zhu Guanghu will not celebrate.

*****

The locker room of the Chinese team.

Zhu Guanghu knocked on the tactical board, "I know what you are thinking, I advise you not to be happy so early, there are still 45 minutes, I have experienced a lot of things, and the national football team used to fall in the second half." ”

There are too many black histories of the national football team, and it is no wonder that Chinese football people are more cautious, unless the Asian Cup is firmly held in their hands, no one dares to be careless.

It was quiet in the locker room.

Suddenly......

Jingle bells.

Zhu Guanghu's face changed suddenly.

"Whose phone? How many times have I said that you can't bring your phone in the locker room! ”

"When my words are the wind in my ears!!"

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong raised his hand, "Boss, it's my mobile phone ringing." ”

……

Zhu Guanghu was dumbfounded for a while, and then Nunu mouthed, "Go out and pick it up." ”

"Oh."

……

Everyone sweats to death, and this treatment is different......

If there was anyone except Tang Zhenglong today, it would definitely be a magnitude 7 earthquake, but Tang Zhenglong's mobile phone rang, and he could still go out to pick it up.

That's how a star is treated.

Zhu Guanghu knew what these guys were thinking.

"What to see, if any of you can score 20 goals, you bring the home theater, I have nothing to say."

……

All right! We served.

*****

"Who?"

"Guess who I am, little bastard."

“……”

"Diego, I'm in the locker room, you're going to die."

"You don't understand tactics, why don't you come to the VIP room and chat with me."

I'll it, Tang Zhenglong really wants to smoke Maradona's big face, I don't understand tactics?

"Diego, I'm the top scorer in the League Cup, have you ever won the top scorer in the League Cup?"

"Little bastard, are you here or not?"

"Okay, tell me the room number."

When he arrived at the VIP room where Maradona was, Tang Zhenglong was stupid.

This is the VIP of the stadium, it is simply the VIP room of KTV.

There were five people in the room, all of whom were women except Maradona, one of whom was his little girlfriend, and a few who seemed to be native Indonesians.

"Come sit down and have a drink."

"If I don't drink, I still have to compete."

"Just one drink."

Tang Zhenglong couldn't push it, so he drank a small cup of agave.

Tang Zhenglong nuzzled his eyes and motioned for the old horse to go out to chat.

The old horse pretended not to understand.

Tang Zhenglong didn't have that much time, so he smiled and said, "Can you go out for 10 minutes, I'll have something to talk to Diego." ”

"Okay."

"Diego, what kind of women are these, this is the final of the Asian Cup, aren't you afraid of making big news?"

Maradona smiled, "Little bastard, I know what you're thinking, they're not that kind of woman, they're the staff of the organizing committee, and they're just watching the game together." ”

Tang Zhenglong breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay.

Think about it, the headlines on the front page of the major media tomorrow are - Tang Zhenglong and Maradona "tricks" together on the pitch at halftime.

No way!

No matter how thick-skinned Tang Zhenglong is, he can't stand such slander.

"Little bastard, your goal is beautiful and improving."

"Nonsense, I'm very self-disciplined, go to bed early and get up early, unlike you."

Maradona's face darkened, "Hmph, compare with me?" Wait until you win the World Cup. ”

World cup?

Tang Zhenglong imagined leading the Chinese team to the World Cup in South Africa.

"By the way, what you promised me, when did Aguero's pursuit of my daughter start?"

"Don't worry, after the Asian Cup."

Maradona nodded, "Well, after the Asian Cup, I will come to Argentina for a vacation, and I will introduce you to my daughter." ”

"Yes."

"And I warn you, don't fake it, and when you mess with Aguero's affairs, get rid of my daughter right away, let her know that football players are all bastards, and she will never associate with football players again."

"I can't guarantee this, my charm is too strong, if the one she loves dies and comes alive, I won't be responsible."

Maradona's face darkened, this guy is really ten times more shameless than himself.

"Little bastard, you have to do what you promise me, otherwise I won't let you go, I have a lot of friends in the world."

Maradona poured Tang Zhenglong another cup of tequila.