Hahahaha.

"It seems to be the first time in Old Trafford's history that such a hilarious joke has been made, it was so funny, Tang Zhenglong tripped when he took a free-kick."

Ferguson burst into tears.

"Talent, really talent."

Tang Zhenglong trampled on the lawn and complained: "Are you Manchester United short of money recently? There is no money left for the lawn to maintain. ”

"Haha, Don, don't blame the lawn, it's your own problem."

Tang Zhenglong shook his head and said that I must throw out this pot.

"It's a problem with the turf, so I have to kick it again."

After that, Tang Zhenglong picked up the ball, and the other party was dumbfounded, Tang Zhenglong This is a handball.

"Referee, he's handball."

The referee ran over and decisively gave Tang Zhenglong a yellow card, holding the ball with his hand at the non-dead ball time, which was a foul by Chi Guoguo.

"Referee, I tripped over the lawn at Old Trafford, is that all?"

"Then please watch the road when you run next time, don't play so much."

“……”

Tang Zhenglong went to Manchester United to drink water again, and this time Ferguson was in a good mood, so he didn't see it.

Tang Zhenglong drank the water and respectfully put a dollar next to the water bottle.

Ferguson was furious.

"Take your money."

"You old man is very strange, I drink your water for nothing, you have something to say, I pay now, you are still not satisfied, what do you want?"

"Can you drink your own water?"

Tang Zhenglong thought to himself: "How can this be done? I'm here to drink water, do you think I'm really here to drink water? ”

The game continued, and Manchester United's attacking firepower was still fierce.

Tang Zhenglong took a look and found that Manchester United had a familiar face - Park Ji-sung.

Park Ji-sung was plagued by injuries last season, which was basically a season reimbursement, and this season, the Korean ironman is back.

Ferguson likes Park Ji-sung very much because he works hard and is like a desperate Saburo on the field.

Tang Zhenglong leaned over, "Hey, we're all Asians." ”

Park Ji-sung glanced at Tang Zhenglong.

"I don't know you, and besides, our two national teams are rivals."

"You'd be wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"We are not competitors, the Chinese team is at the European level after having me, and you and the island country are competitors."

Park Ji-sung was dumbfounded, brazen.

"You China have only participated in the World Cup once, what is there to brag about."

"That's because there is no Tang Zhenglong for me."

“……”

"Do you think the Asian media will call this game an Asian derby?"

"Asian Derby?"

"I'm sorry, I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"You're boring, you've embarrassed us Asians like this."

Park Ji-sung's face darkened and he ran away.

At this time, Brown ran over, and he still remembered that Tang Zhenglong used the underwear transfer method to fool him, this guy was too bad.

"Don, you bastard, the last time you tricked me into putting my panties on my head, it became a shame that I can't wash away."

"Hehe, you steal the fun."

"Stealing fun?"

"That's right, if it weren't for my underwear transfer method, you would have been swept out of the house by the lord."

Brown was dumbfounded.

Tang Zhenglong said with a smile: "I have now invented version 2.0 of the underwear transfer method, do you want to know about it?" ”

"Nima's, insulting me once is you bad, insulting me twice, that's me stupid."

"Tang Zhenglong, be careful of your legs."

Cut.

Tang Zhenglong breathed out of his nose, "It's boring!" ”

*****

At 35 minutes into the first half, it was still 0-0, and Ferguson was very unhappy with this situation that only blossomed and did not bear fruit.

"Goals, goals, boys."

Paul Scholes is the brains of United's attacking midfield and has found Marouane Fellaini to be a difficult opponent.

"Pass him around and talk about it."

Scholes rounded Fellaini with a half-high ball.

A clever pass went over the barrier in Everton's midfield.

"!! Scholes is a player. Moyes sighed in his heart.

The ball arrived in front of Rooney, he was about to pick a pass to Ronaldo, with a pick on his ankle, the ball did not pass, Rooney took the opportunity to do it again, but at this moment, the referee blew the whistle.

"What's wrong?"

"What!!"

Moyes was shocked and the referee awarded a penalty.

The referee pointed to Lee Carsley's hand, meaning you handballed.

"I didn't mean to handball."

In fact, even Manchester United thinks that it is unintentional handball, but it doesn't matter, if the opponent gives a penalty, it will be regarded as a white pick-up.

At this time, Tang Zhenglong ran back.

"Referee, this is an unintentional handball, I can prove it."

"Proof?" The referee was curious, "How do you prove this?" ”

Tang Zhenglong patted Lee Carsley on the shoulder, "He's actually mentally retarded, and sometimes he doesn't know what he's doing." ”

As soon as these words came out, the referee was stunned for a second, and then fell to the ground with laughter.

Lee Carsley's face darkened, "You're mentally retarded!" ”

Tang Zhenglong kept winking, "I'm here to help you." ”

"Help your sister, do you think the referee will believe it?"

"What if you believe it!!"

Lee Carsley really wanted to beat Tang Zhenglong right away.

The referee straightened up and said with a smile: "Don, for the sake of you telling me such a funny joke, I won't give you a yellow card, but don't insult my IQ next time." ”

"Penalty!!"

Tang Zhenglong said unhappily: "Waste, you can't pretend to be mentally retarded, if you cooperate with me, we will definitely escape the penalty, after all, caring for the disabled is what everyone should do." ”

"Don, don't say it's a Champions League game, even if it's a World Cup final, I can't pretend to be mentally retarded, you die!!"

Ronaldo stood in front of the penalty, Old Trafford quieted down, everyone held their breath, and just when Ronaldo was about to run, something unexpected happened, Tang Zhenglong appeared next to the goal.

"Referee, what does this mean!!"

The referee ran over, "Don, what are you doing?" ”

"My kidneys hurt."

"Kidney stones?"

"No, I need Kidney."

Howard on the side admired in his heart, Tang Zhenglong, this guy also fought hard to interfere with the opponent's penalty kick.

"Need a stretcher?"

"Yes."

The whole world knows that Tang Zhenglong did it on purpose, but there is no way, this is his right, if a player falls to the ground, then the referee must take care of it.

Tang Zhenglong was carried down on a stretcher, and Ferguson walked over.

"Can you be a little more shameless? Fall on the spot, and you're dead. ”

"I have kidney pain, you know, old man, I have more girlfriends."

Ferguson was dumbfounded!

After Tang Zhenglong's trouble, Ronaldo was greatly disturbed, and the most taboo thing about penalty kicks was being interfered with.

The referee blew the whistle, and Ronaldo began to run, but his mind was full of Tang Zhenglong's appearance of holding on to the goalpost just now, and his kidney hurt.