"Don is so good to me, I must not let him down."

"Rush!!"

"Huh...... What about balls? ”

When I turned my head, I saw the ball behind me.

"I actually rushed through?"

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

"What a run!"

Petr Cech was amused.

"Are you running too fast, or are you running too slow?"

Burst!

Piercing the heart!

"Don, my bad!"

Tang Zhenglong patted Lescott on the shoulder.

"You're right, scoring goals is like chasing a girl, if you don't work once, you will do it twice, and if you don't work twice, you will do it three times."

Thinking of this, Lescote suddenly rejoiced.

"Hahaha."

"Don, you're right."

Soon the game was 80 minutes and the score was still 0-0.

"Tang Zhenglong, bastard, he wasted too many opportunities on Joleon." David Moyes is in a hurry, Manchester United are chasing so closely, a win is important.

"Don, don't waste any more opportunities."

Tang Zhenglong is unhappy, what do you mean I'm wasting an opportunity? Am I only creating opportunities, okay?

On 87 minutes, Chelsea, who had been under pressure, were awarded a corner, the first of the game.

Grant's mind suddenly moved.

"Do you want to attack it?"

His heart was tickling.

Who wouldn't love the feeling of victory? Sometimes it's just a tactical necessity, but when the opportunity comes, the almost instinctive desire to win can't be suppressed.

Grant waved his hand, asked his player to press, and executed the number three tactic.

What is Chelsea's number three corner?

This is known only to Chelsea team-mates, but David Moyes has also brought his players back.

Suddenly, Ballack took a corner, not a cross, but to Frank Lampard in the corner of the box.

It was a tactical fit.

Frank Lampard spotted Nicolas Anelka at the back post and curled a ball over.

It's dangerous, it's a lore, Moyes's palms are sweating slightly.

"Hold on, boys."

At the last moment, Howard attacked and took the ball off steadily.

A crisis was defused, and soon, someone noticed a blue figure rushing forward.

Tang Dynasty!!!

Without hesitation, Howard tossed the ball over.

Grant couldn't see it well and was counterattacked.

It was almost 90 minutes away, but he didn't hold back in the last minute and was counter-attacked by Everton.

Tang Zhenglong ran fast with the ball.

Terry fought and retreated, waiting for his teammates to catch up.

No one noticed that in fact, when Tang Zhenglong started, there was another Everton player who also started running, and that was Lescote.

"I'm going to help the master, for the beauties, rush!!"

Tang Zhenglong began to slow down, because Terry was still a little strong, and at this moment, a person suddenly rushed over.

Terry is stupid, Everton still has someone?

I thought it was one-on-one, but I didn't expect it to become one-to-two.

Tang Zhenglong decisively passed the ball to Lescott, and he rushed into the penalty area to form a single knife.

"For the master, for the beauty!"

Lescott kicked the ball hard against the turf, first past Petr Cech and then into the back of the net.

GOOOOOOAL！！！

Moyes danced with excitement and picked up his assistant.

"We're going to kill it."

Lescote rushed to Tang Zhenglong and picked him up as well.

"Master, I did it."

"I said it a long time ago, and you're sure you can."

"I'll invite you to a nightclub tonight, I'll treat you."

"Hahaha."

After the game ended with Everton's 1-0 win over Chelsea, Grant left the pitch again in anger and the only thing left to fight for was the Champions League.

After the game, for the first time, Tang Zhenglong was not the focus, but was replaced by Lescott.

"Joleon, this is your first goal of the season, why are you so determined to go forward, what the hell happened?"

"It was a friend who helped me pick up my childhood dream."

"I actually wanted to be a striker, but then I gave up."

"And do you want to be a Materazzi now?"

"Haha, hopefully."

Materazzi helped Italy win the World Cup, so will Lescott also help England touch the World Cup?

'Joe Leon, hopefully you'll score more goals for England.'

"Thank you."

*****

European football stars are not so high-minded, and the relationship between clubs and fans is more like family.

Many teams will invite fans to eat at the club when they lose.

The next day, many fans came to the club's training base to watch the training.

"Haha, our popularity is getting stronger and stronger, and now thousands of people can come to training."

Moyers smiled heartily.

Suddenly, a corner of the training ground caught his attention.

"Tang Zhenglong, we love you."

"Tang Zhenglong, be my boyfriend."

In the corner of the fans, a group of girls dressed as cheerleaders are shouting Tang Zhenglong's name.

"What's going on?"

"There are a lot of female fans who support Don."

"This must be taken care of, these girls must not be well-intentioned, if Tang Zhenglong dates them, it will cause a scandal."

"But we don't have the right to manage Tang's private life."

Moyes is a little upset, what's wrong with these British chicks? Haven't you ever seen a Chinese man? A nymphomaniac.

Lescote approached Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, can you do me a favor."

"What's the busy?"

Lescott Nunu mouth.

"Look over there."

Tang Zhenglong looked over, a blonde and blue-eyed beauty, and her height was also good, and she might be 175 by eye.

"She's from the Fan Association, her name is Monica, can you be my wingman?"

The wingman is the one who picks up the girl to assist, and his English name is wingman, and in cross talk, this is called Yu Qian.

Tang Zhenglong understood, this is you Guo Degang, I am Yu Qian, I am for you, no problem.

"No problem, I'll help you."

"Thank you."

Tang Zhenglong and Lescote pretended to go over to pick up the ball.

"Beauty, can you throw the ball to me?"

"Me?" Monica pointed to herself.

"That's right, it's you."

"Absolutely."

Monica said shyly: "Don, this is my phone, you have time to make an appointment with me." ”

As she spoke, she wrote her phone number on the soccer ball.

Lescott was dumbfounded, the girl he liked was actually taking the initiative to tease Tang Zhenglong?

Tang Zhenglong thought to himself: "No, this is the girl my apprentice likes." ”

"Let me introduce you, this is my friend, Jo Leon."

'Of course I know, yesterday's goal was beautiful.

"Thanks, I can ......"

"He's trying to ask, can he ask you out?" Tang Zhenglong interjected.

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

Monica was thin-skinned and could only nod.

"Really?"

Lescott was broken.

"Then I'll book a restaurant, I know a French restaurant is pretty good."

"Good...... Yikes. ”

Monica's real purpose is to get closer to Tang Zhenglong through Lescott, which is a springboard.