"What are you?"

"Stuck."

Scolari is dying of sweat.

I had never seen such a skinny person, more naughty than his grandson, and suddenly the old man showed a loving expression.

I haven't been back to Brazil for a long time, and my grandson is about the same age as Tang Zhenglong.

"What then?"

"Power off first."

"Okay."

Scolari went and pulled the plug.

"You try?"

"No! Stuck. ”

"Then I'll go find someone."

"It's useless, the staff doesn't go to work."

Scolari had to try to dismantle the vending machine himself, but it was very difficult to dismantle.

"Don, you're so decent, why do you always have to put your hand in the vending machine, it's your hobby?"

“……”

It's a long story.

Suddenly, the little fat man just now came over, "My TV is broken, my mother can just slap it hard." ”

Scolari and Tang Zhenglong were stunned, this seems to be a different principle, right?

But the little fat man didn't care so much, and stepped forward and kicked it.

Nima's !!

"Little ghost, you want to destroy my arm."

Suddenly, Tang Zhenglong felt as if his hand could already move, and tried to move.

"Hey, it seems to be okay."

"Really?"

The little fat man patted his chest and said proudly: "I said yes, yes." ”

Hehe, Tang Zhenglong is still sweating!!

"Alright, Luis, thank you."

Scolari smiled, "A piece of advice for you, don't put your hand in the vending machine again." ”

Tang Zhenglong scratched his head, "Don't worry, I won't be killed." ”

After such a play, Scolari also changed his opinion of Tang Zhenglong, this guy actually still has something cute.

"Don, I think we should find a time to have a good talk."

"What are you talking about?"

"Like women, hahaha."

"Is your daughter pretty?"

Scolari exclaimed, "What do you want!! My daughter got married early. ”

"Oh." Tang Zhenglong asked again: "What about your granddaughter?" ”

"Don't force me to hit you."

Tang Zhenglong trotted away.

"Bastard!! I just had a little bit of a good impression of you, but now it's all gone. ”

*****

0 to 3!!

"For the first time this season, Boos rang out at Goodison Park."

Booooooooo！！

"Lescott was crushed like Senderos."

Warcraft Drogba.

Drogba scored the third goal, scored a hat-trick and rushed to the sidelines to shut up very arrogantly.

When Didier Drogba turns on the crushing mode, it gets ugly and it all started in the 14th minute.

Originally, Lescott did not jam Drogba, was crushed by Drogba, and finally scored a single goal.

And after that, Lescott was like Senderos possessed, every time he confronted Drogba, he was like losing his soul, and he was crushed continuously.

Moyes couldn't take it anymore and called out to Graveson.

"You play and let Fellaini play at the back."

"Yes."

The substitution sign on the sidelines is raised.

It was cruel, and Lescott was grim-faced, but he could only obey, and he did behave badly.

Tang Zhenglong ran over and patted Lescott, "Don't be discouraged, I invite you to a nightclub." ”

"Hehe, forget it, I have to pay for it myself."

"Then let's AA this time."

"Hahaha, you can tell it."

Graveson came on and Fellaini dropped back into defence.

After adjusting the defensive line, Moyes was still not satisfied and called Tang Zhenglong over.

"Give me a goal and stabilize the situation."

"Boss, I've been working hard, but this is not a basketball game, it's not just a game, please understand."

"Humph!! Watch out for me as I replace you. ”

I'll go!!

Tang Zhenglong was suddenly unhappy.

"Boss, who did you replace me with? Yakubu? ”

Moyes had an embarrassed look on his face.

"Alright then, I'll just take a break, let's change."

"Stinky boy, do you think I can't live without you?"

Tang Zhenglong nodded, and Moyes almost fell to the ground.

"Boss, if it's okay, I'm going to score a goal, goodbye."

“……”

Moyes was angry, but there was no way, and now he really had to rely on Tang Zhenglong to score goals.

Barak leaned over, "Don, I heard you got stuck in your head yesterday. ”

“……”

"Your head is stuck, my hand is stuck."

"Hahaha, interesting, let's talk about it."

"After the game, I'm going to score."

Unexpectedly, Ballack said: "What other goals have you scored, it's 3-0, you guys are dead." ”

Tang Zhenglong had black lines on his forehead, and he was suddenly unhappy.

"Nima's!!"

"I'm strong, I'm going to score a hat-trick."

"Hahaha, it's funny, it's funnier than you get your hand stuck."

*****

Baines.

The English fast horses rushed up again.

Come on!

Baines.

Baines rushed up and curled the ball, Saha looked at it and simply gave up, because it was unlikely to be topped, Tang Zhenglong in the middle rushed to jump, and Chelsea's iron guard John Terry also jumped.

Tang Zhenglong didn't know, he turned his head, but he didn't reach the ball, and the heads of the two people were pressed together, and blood spurted out suddenly.

Moyes looked at it, poked his head out and said to Alain, "Don is this pretending, right?" ”

"Not like that."

"Really?"

Someone immediately ran back, "Oh no, Tang Zhenglong's head was opened and blood was sprayed." ”

Moyerston was dumbfounded.

"Did Tang Zhenglong bring ketchup to the field?"

“……”

"Boss, Tang Zhenglong loves acting, but he can't magic, he can make ketchup squirt?"

Moyer reacted, this time Tang Zhenglong may have really been injured.

"What are you doing in a daze, the team doctor is coming up."

The team doctor rushed forward.

At this time, both teams are very worried, Chelsea's players actually like Tang Zhenglong in their hearts, this person is very arrogant, he has no scheming, although he is cheap, but his heart is not bad.

Scolari is like an ant on a hot pan.

'Need help from Chelsea's team doctor?'

"Thanks, no." Moyes thanked.

"Don, you can't die." Barak worried, "You bear my laughter for a year, and I have to look at your collection of ugly things every day before I go to bed to get a good night's sleep." ”

"Nima's!! I cracked my eyebrow bone, and I bled a little, how could I die? ”

"Yes, my girlfriend bleeds once a month, and it's okay to bleed a little bit in the human body."

Everyone nodded, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and turned their heads to see Fellaini's indifferent look.

"Maruwang, there's no need to say this kind of thing in public."

Fellaini realized that he had lost his words and was immediately embarrassed.

"Can you focus on me, I'm the wounded, not Marouwang."

At this time, the team doctor said that the wound was too large and had to be stitched up.

"Sew it up? What do you mean? ”

"It's like sewing clothes."

Tang Zhenglong was stunned for a moment.