Moyes took a sip of coffee, he had been watching the video for more than an hour, and the biggest feeling was magical.

Yes.

God.

"Could it be that this kid is really Inzaghi?"

Tang Zhenglong's goal is either the kind of cake that is so lucky that it explodes, or it is a world wave, which is really difficult to explain with normal thinking.

"No wonder Jose took a fancy to it, it's kind of interesting."

However, since it is under his own hands, the previous records are invalid, and tomorrow, Moyes will personally test how many catties and taels Tang Zhenglong has.

The next day there was a light rain, which is normal for the UK, where the sun does not come out a few times a year, and light rain is the most common weather.

Tang Zhenglong was a little unaccustomed, "No wonder the British chatted as soon as they met, the weather here is really strange." ”

Howard patted Tang Zhenglong, "It's good to get used to it, welcome to the UK." ”

"Haha."

At the end of the grouping, Tang Zhenglong got the blue vest and entered the substitute group, along with Tang Zhenglong, Van der Meyde, Gravison, Cahill and others.

Graveson was stunned for a moment when he got the blue vest, he was a little unhappy, he trained so hard in the summer, but he still made it to the bench.

Tang Zhenglong saw the Dane's stinky face and patted him, "What about the blue vests, as long as we overturn the main force, then we will be the main force." ”

Gravison smiled and put on his blue vest.

"That's right, Chinese boy."

Once the group confrontation began, the substitutes were quickly suppressed.

Graveson snorted, snorted, exhausted.

Training is not the same as a real confrontation, and Graveson clearly feels that his interception ability has dropped a lot.

The main group was not polite at all, scoring 2 goals in 10 minutes.

Unlike the real game, there is a little rest after each goal, and Graveson keeps his head down.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"It's not about you."

'My interception in midfield was so poor.

"If you say that, then I won't have a place to put my face." Van der Meyde laughed.

Tang Zhenglong smiled: "Are we now in a bad competition?" ”

"Hahaha."

"I think our biggest problem is that we have too much respect for the main team."

That's a new statement.

"Too respectful?"

"yes." Tang Zhenglong pointed at Gravison, "You can completely shovel people." ”

Sweat.

The league starts in a week, and if you scrap your teammates at this time, then Moyes will really go crazy.

Gravison smiled and shook his head, "I would never do that, I'd rather lose." ”

The game continues.

Moyes deliberately placed Tang Zhenglong in the center of the position.

The assistant coach smiled: "David, do you have a grudge against Tang Zhenglong?" ”

"Nope."

"Then you have a grudge against Chelsea."

"Hehe, don't worry, I don't have a grudge against anyone, I just want to see how much this kid has ability."

Everton's No.4 Joseph Jabbo, from Nigeria, is a Black Tower in Everton's backline.

As soon as Tang Zhenglong received the ball, Yabo leaned in.

Needless to say, Tang Zhenglong was knocked out.

Moyes shook his head, "This physical confrontation is worse than I thought." ”

This once, twice was fine, but when it came to the third time, Tang Zhenglong was angry.

"Hey, I said big black, I remember we played football, not rugby."

Yabo said angrily: "Who do you call Dahei? ”

"Then can I call you Da Niu?"

Jabbo stretched out his casserole-sized fist, "Just ask it." ”

Tang Zhenglong Khan.

Run to the sidelines to find Moyes.

"Boss, they bullied me."

Moyes and Alain were happy.

"Don, no one bullies you, this is the Premier League, if you can't adapt to it in training, then on the pitch, the opposing defenders will swallow you alive."

……

Tang Zhenglong had black lines on his forehead.

The game continued, and the substitute group still did not improve, but fortunately, the main team showed mercy and did not fight to the death.

Tang Zhenglong was not convinced, and thought: "I must teach them a lesson, otherwise I don't know how powerful I Tang Zhenglong is." ”

"System, how can I deal with that big black? Give me a center skill. ”

500 points, Vieri's crushing.

Vieri's crushing?

Tang Zhenglong likes it.

I remember that in the 2002 World Cup, Italy vs. Ecuador, Vieri crushed the opponent's defender with an unreasonable breakthrough, which was really domineering.

Vieri at his peak, his ability to crush on the front line is comparable to that of Drogba now.

"Okay, just give me this."

*****

"Alain, tell me what you think."

Alan Erwin began to give his opinion.

"The goalkeeper is definitely Howard's, at the back, I don't think there's any need to move, in the midfield, Graveson is a good substitute, but Phil is still the absolute main force."

"Tell me about the front."

"Yakubu is definitely going to occupy one position, and the other I would suggest is the Australians."

"Cahill?"

Alain nodded.

'I know you might think he's too short, but he's a lot better at shooting than the rest of the strikers.

"Well, that's right."

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong broke through with the ball.

Moyes didn't care too much, because Tang Zhenglong's speed was really fast.

He continued to chat with Alan until Tang Zhenglong passed the second person and came to Neville's defense zone.

"I'll bet you, for 10 pounds, Phil will make Tang Zhenglong suffer."

Alan smiled, "I don't bet, it's obvious." ”

But soon, the two were dumbfounded, and Tang Zhenglong shook Neville out.

"Am I right? Is that Tang Zhenglong? ”

"Yes."

"Maybe Phil didn't stand still."

"Maybe it's because of Xiaoyu."

This is self-comforting, Neville is British, he has been training and competing in such weather since he was a child, is it possible that his adaptability is not as good as Tang Zhenglong?

Tang Zhenglong went all the way forward, and only Yabo stood in the way.

"I'll bet you, for 100 pounds, Yabo will definitely be able to stop Tang Zhenglong."

"I don't bet."

“……”

I saw Tang Zhenglong make a change of direction, Yabo used his body to block the direction of Tang Zhenglong's advance, he was very confident, not to mention Tang Zhenglong, even if Drogba came, it was impossible to pass, only to die together, and both of them fell.

However, soon, the Nigerian froze, and Tang Zhenglong, a paper man, was rooted in the court as if he had taken root under his feet.

Yabo pushed hard, but he lost his balance.

Astound.

Everyone wondered if they were blind.

Facing Howard, Tang Zhenglong burst into the far corner.

GOOOOOOAL！

Tang Zhenglong waited for his teammates to run over and celebrate with him, but his teammates were all gone.

Tang Zhenglong ran to Van der Meyde, "Andy, you're stupid." ”

"Don, was that you? I thought I saw Drogba. ”

"Hahaha, then you can call me Chinese Drogba."