PS: Start three more today, until the Spring Festival, 8 o'clock in the morning, 11 o'clock, 7 o'clock in the evening, thank you for your support, the New Year's subscription is a lot better, I will work harder.

"Tang Zhenglong, welcome home, but don't score tonight."

Most of the fans at Stamford Bridge welcome Tang Zhenglong, after all, he is a Chelsea man, and the better he performs on loan, it is only a matter of time before Chelsea will benefit in the end.

The fans' welcome to Tang Zhenglong, Drogba saw it in his eyes and was on fire in his heart.

He was the undisputed number one in Chelsea's attack, but his performances this season have been mediocre.

The Ivorians are also anxious, but scoring goals is really not something that can be achieved in a hurry.

The handshake between Moyes and Grant was perfunctory because of some pre-match unpleasantness, with both sides looking to beat their opponents and defend their positions in the standings.

"This is a duel between Tang Zhenglong and Drogba, and the fans are most concerned about who is stronger Drogba or Tang Zhenglong."

"The two have very different styles of football, Drogba is the kind of strong center forward who can crush opponents on the pitch, and Tang Zhenglong is good at taking advantage of opportunities that others can't."

The game begins.

The Chelsea players immediately set up a 4231 formation on the pitch.

The two flanks were handed to Wright Jr. and Joe Cole, with Frank Lampard up front, Mikel Mikel and Essien guarding the edge of the box.

The single striker is Didier Drogba.

The game has just begun, Tang Zhenglong is running and running, and in the future home of the club, this ball must be diligent.

Suddenly.

Ding.

Mission: Lie on the side of the court for 30 seconds.

Rewards: +3 for Shot, +5 for Strength.

Penalties: -6 shots, -10 power.

……

……

If the previous task was to hit the top with five thunders, then this is a direct cremation.

"System, do you really want to kill me before you stop, this is a Premier League game, you let me lie on the sidelines for 30 seconds, can you watch this?"

Well, it's still the same, the system is unreasonable.

The only consolation is that the reward is really good, after +3, the shot is 80, the second one is on the 80 attribute, and the strength is also 65.

"Okay, as long as you can upgrade, your face or something, it's a floating cloud."

*****

'Frank Lampard and Neville's scramble.'

'The ball is still Chelsea's.

The commentator's attention was all on the football, and suddenly the voice of the director came from the headphones.

"Don't watch the ball!"

"Don't watch the ball in a football game? Anchor: Are you sure you don't have a watt in your head? The narrator thought to himself.

"Look at Tang Zhenglong, he's lying on the edge of the court."

"What!!"

The commentary was at Stamford Bridge, and when I looked closely, Tang Zhenglong was really lying on the side of the pitch.

"Don is this protesting Grant's words?"

The Chelsea fans at the scene, some booed Tang Zhenglong, some were applauding, and those who applauded definitely didn't like Grant.

Grant's face was hot, he said that people like Tang Zhenglong would definitely be expelled under him, and Tang Zhenglong was lying on the ground at Stamford Bridge and pretending to be dead to show him.

Even Maradona wasn't so arrogant.

Grant swore in his heart that he would never say a word to Tang Zhenglong in this life.

Alain was also dumbfounded.

"David, I know that Grant's words are a little excessive, but Tang Zhenglong is also too arrogant."

Moyers blackened his face.

"If you are not arrogant, is it still called Tang Zhenglong?"

The referee ran over.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"yes, I had insomnia, and my girlfriend Tony dumped me."

"Tony? That's my boyfriend. ”

The referee motioned for Tang Zhenglong to get up and gave him a verbal warning.

"Don't do it again, go home and sleep."

"Referee, I'm okay, I've forgotten about my ex-girlfriend, I'm going to start a new life, referee, do you have a daughter?"

The referee almost vomited blood.

"I'll just treat you as humorous, stop giving me nonsense."

Sweat......

Tang Zhenglong became a good boy in seconds.

*****

"System, don't give me any more strange tasks, I have to join Chelsea next year, my character is lost, how can I come back?"

"Master, you don't have any character in the first place."

“……”

The game continues.

Warcraft and African Andy Lau - Drogba, after the game started, he was holding back the fire in his heart, is Tang Zhenglong amazing?

Wright Jr. hands the ball to Drogba.

The monster turned and went straight at Neville, Drogba was basically a second, and Neville was like being hit by a bulldozer.

Didier Drogba continued to run forward with the ball and immediately met Everton's centre-back Lescott.

Lescott is an England international and has a good confrontation ability, but opposite is Andy Lau of Africa.

Drogba went on a rampage, without passing the ball or using any feints, in a posture of clearing the barricades.

Lescott is also on fire, everyone is out to play, you can at least have a little respect, don't be so obvious if you force food, even if you make a feint.

Drogba collided with Lescott, and sure enough, it was the monster that was stronger, and he squeezed away from Lescote to win the angle of the shot.

"Didier is really strong, and Lescott is like a schoolboy in front of him."

The home fans stood up, scolded and scolded, Drogba can score, then everyone is still happy.

"Shoot!!"

If you are watching station B at this time, then it is estimated that the screen is full of barrage - stinky feet!

Drogba's previous breakthroughs were world-class, but the last shot flew wide.

'Didier is still so wasted and that's probably why Chelsea fans miss Tang Zhenglong.'

"If the ball just now was shot by Tang Zhenglong, it would definitely be scored."

Drogba scratched his head, a little annoyed in his heart.

The scene that happened at this time was even more infuriating.

Lescott ran back and high-fived goalkeeper Howard, and Lescott smiled: "Fortunately, it wasn't Don who shot the goal, otherwise he would have scored." ”

"That's what I thought too."

These words were like a needle pricked in Drogba's body.

"It's Tang Zhenglong again!"

"I must let everyone in the Premier League know that I am better than Tang Zhenglong!"

On the other side, Grant sent Essien to defend Tang Zhenglong.

Essien also watched Tang Zhenglong's game video before the game, he is a striker who doesn't like to run, but he is particularly good at seizing opportunities, but such a person must keep an eye on it and must not relax.

Essien is a top-tier defensive midfielder and has seen countless types of strikers, so he is confident that he can defend against Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong glanced at Essien, who was habitually face blind to black people, just as black people were face blind to yellow people.

"Are you Mikel or Essien?"

Esin Khan thought to himself, "It's a lot worse, okay?" ”

"Essien."

"Oh." Tang Zhenglong smiled coquettishly.

Esin wondered, what are you laughing at?

"Let's have a drink next year."

"Hehe, when the time comes, we are enemies now."

"By the way, do you prefer Mourinho or Grant?"

This question makes Essien stupid, do you think everyone is like that, arrogant enough to provoke the manager?

Essien smiled slightly, "It's all good." ”

"It's boring!" Tang Zhenglong rolled his eyes.