Everton win a corner.

Tang Zhenglong ran into the penalty area.

The opposing defender immediately leaned in.

"Don't think about scoring again."

Tang Zhenglong Khan.

'I'm thinking now about how to add another ticket to Sunderland.'

Arteta takes a corner.

Tang Zhenglong jumped up for the top and fell to the ground under the opponent's defense.

At this time, there were many people in the forbidden area, and I didn't know who stepped on Tang Zhenglong.

"Ahh

"Somebody stepped on my finger."

"I didn't mean to."

It was Sunderland's No.16 Michael Chopra.

If it is deliberately stepping on someone, then it must be a red card, so he took the initiative to admit that he stepped on Tang Zhenglong.

"There were too many people in the forbidden area, and I also lost my balance and accidentally stepped on Tang Zhenglong in a panic."

The referee believed Chopra.

Tang Zhenglong was not convinced.

"Referee, this has to be a red card."

'There were a lot of people in the box from the corner and I believe he didn't mean it.'

"That's not necessarily, maybe he deliberately stepped on me, referee, you have to protect me, I'm a superstar."

Burst.

The referee gestured to the side of the court.

"Let's go bandage it."

Tang Zhenglong was unhappy.

The team doctor is bandaging Tang Zhenglong's fingers.

"Don, it's not serious, it didn't hurt the bones."

Suddenly, Tang Zhenglong's brain opened.

"Do you think that's good? Help me bandage like this. ”

The team doctor was dumbfounded when he heard this.

"Don't mess around."

"I'm not messing around, you listen to me."

The team doctor was dying.

"Don, are you sure this will be fine?"

"I'm sure!"

After bandaging, Tang Zhenglong deliberately passed in front of Keane, and then stretched out his right hand.

"Look what your teammates did to me!"

Keane looked at it and was stunned for a second.

Tang Zhenglong's right fingers were bandaged, only his middle finger was exposed, and one middle finger was facing Keane at this time.

Keane was furious.

"You bastard, dare you give me a middle finger."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, my index finger, ring finger and little finger were all stepped on by your players, but fortunately my middle finger is fine, I didn't give you a middle finger, and I don't want to."

Kean grabbed Tang Zhenglong.

The linesman immediately informed the referee via a headset.

"There's an accident here again, Tang Zhenglong and Roy have a conflict."

The referee immediately ran over.

"What's going on?"

Keane exclaimed: "This bastard gave me the middle finger and must give him a red card." ”

Tang Zhenglong stretched out his right hand.

"Referee, you know, I just got my finger stepped on by a Sunderland player, so it was bandaged."

When the referee saw it, he was also stunned.

"Referee, don't believe his nonsense, why isn't your middle finger bandaged?"

"Because my middle finger didn't hurt."

"Then I'll help you break your middle finger and bandage it together."

"Referee, do you hear this is a human talk?"

The referee's head is big, Tang Zhenglong is really a troublemaker, this bandaging is obviously intentional, but it is reasonable, people are injured, you can't help bandaging it.

"Okay, don't raise your right hand."

The referee pointed at Keane, "You don't have to say a word." ”

"Referee, I'm afraid I can't do this, my arms will move naturally when I run, this is human instinct, and I can't do anything about it."

The referee got impatient.

"I don't care what reason you two have, anyway, don't make trouble for me, otherwise I'll send you all off, and you can go to the stand to quarrel."

……

As soon as the two of them looked, the referee was serious this time, so they shut up.

But soon Keane found that Tang Zhenglong was endless, and every time he looked over, Tang Zhenglong raised his right hand intentionally or unintentionally.

Moyes was amused, and whispered to Alain on the side: "I'm really afraid that Roy will suddenly can't stand it and beat Tang Zhenglong violently." ”

"Haha, that's not a bad thing."

Moyes snickered.

*****

Sunderland made a big foot in the midfield, the ball flew out of the sideline, Keane held the ball, and Tang Zhenglong immediately rushed over to ask for the ball.

Tang Zhenglong stretched out his right hand.

"Give me the ball."

"Give it to me."

It was originally a very normal time to ask for the ball, but Tang Zhenglong stretched out his middle finger to ask Kean for the ball, and Kean was immediately annoyed, and he smashed Tang Zhenglong with the ball.

As soon as the ball was shot, Keane regretted it.

Sure enough, Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground instantly after being hit by the ball, and then "fainted".

"Hey, bastard, you're too good at acting, aren't you?"

Can such a light smash knock a person into shock? Keane's heart is really hot.

He was about to step forward and pick Tang Zhenglong up, but the linesman stopped in front of him.

"He's pretending."

Linesman Khan.

"I know he's pretending, but you can't hit him with the ball."

Keane was stunned.

Tang Zhenglong is touching porcelain, but the opportunity is given by you Kean.

Smashing the opposing player with the ball and sending him off the pitch was a certainty, the referee pointed to the stands, and Keane turned his head and left.

The linesman and the referee looked at each other and whispered, "What about Tang Zhenglong?" If we didn't care, would he just lie down all the time? ”

The referee has a black line on his forehead.

"I really want to give him a red card, but the problem is that everything he does is compliant, and you are not angry."

The linesman smiled.

The referee patted the linesman, "Then you go and wake him up." ”

"Okay."

The linesman patted Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, get up."

Tang Zhenglong opened his eyes, sat up slowly, looked at the linesman with innocent eyes, and asked, "Where is this?" ”

"Who am I?"

"What am I going to do?"

The linesman rolled his eyes widely.

"Don, you're at Goodison Park, you're playing."

"Oh!"

Tang Zhenglong looked at his right hand.

"Hey, what's wrong with my hand?"

Tang Zhenglong removed the bandage, and the linesman saw that this hand was all right, this guy was really a thief, so he relied on Keane to get it down.

But thinking about it, I can only blame Keane for his bad temper.

In the stands.

Keane was still chattering.

"He keeps giving me the middle finger, can I bear it?"

"Roy, that guy is too cunning."

"That's right, it's a pity that the referees all helped that bastard, if I met such a clown when I was young, I wouldn't have spared him."

Just when Everton were overwhelmingly dominant, Sunderland suddenly played a beautiful counter-attack.

Kerr broke through on his own and then passed the ball to the man he knew best, York.

Moyes's eyes lit up, and he immediately remembered the black wind and double evil of Manchester United back then.

"It's kind of interesting." Moyes thought to himself.

York was ready to use his speed to break through Jabbo after getting the ball, but ......

He didn't go over.

"I feel like I've seen Manchester United in 1999, but it's 2007 and if it had been a few years ago, the pace of York would have been able to break through."

In the sigh of the Sunderlanders, Everton immediately launched a counterattack and threw it at the feet of Tang Zhenglong.

"Oh my God, Tang Zhenglong has accelerated, so fast!!"