"Stop him for me, what is that bastard doing!!"

Pellegrini was furious.

The assistant smiled: "Boss, in fact, I have seen this way of shooting." ”

"You've seen it?"

"It's just the Paralympics."

Manuel Pellegrini almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

"I'd better crouch down."

"We're losing face for Real Madrid."

Lyon goalkeeper Lloris protests.

"Real Madrid doesn't have a normal person? Need to shoot while lying down? ”

Lowry thought to himself, "It doesn't matter if you can't kick it in, but what if you do?" Shall I not be disgraced unto death? ”

"Referee, I refuse to keep the goal."

"I can't help it, but the rules don't say you can't take a penalty while lying down."

Lloris said angrily: "This is the Champions League, can this still be watched?" ”

The referee shrugged his shoulders and said there was nothing he could do.

On Tang Zhenglong's side, the jade body was lying on the ground sideways.

"Is it okay? I'm ready to kick. ”

The foot strength of a professional player, even if he is lying down, the ball kick speed is enough.

Here Lori is helpless and stands on the goal line.

It's the first time I'm facing a person lying on the ground, and I'm really not used to it.

"This bastard won't be able to kick in."

The referee blew the whistle, Tang Zhenglong swept the leg, the ball touched the ground, the speed was fast, Lori made a sideways save, and the ball grazed the lawn and rolled into the goal.

……

……

The audience was dumbfounded, this bastard really kicked in.

GOOOOOOOAL！！！

Tang Zhenglong rushed to the sidelines to celebrate, but was pressed to the ground by Pellegrini.

"I'll let you mess around, I'll let you mess around."

"Ah!!!h

"Beat him up for me."

Teammates come over symbolically, you punch me and kick me.

"Boss, I scored."

"You...... It's a shame. ”

"Will it?"

"It's ugly."

Tang Zhenglong disagreed.

That's when the Lyon head coach came over.

"Well, can I make a request?"

"What?"

"Can I join in beating Tang Zhenglong?"

"Nima!!"

"Get out!!" Pellegrini hugged Tang Zhenglong and said, "This is my little baby." ”

“……”

The score became 1-1, and the key was still an away goal, which was an upset in the hearts of the Lyon players.

Bumson said hatefully: "Don, you are a thief, fake fall, right?" ”

"I didn't fake a fall."

"Shameless."

"Hey, what is this?"

Bumsson found that Tang Zhenglong was also wrapped in something.

"Nima! Do you wrap shin guards around your hands? ”

"That's right, to prevent the Lyon players from retaliating against me."

The referee is here again.

"Referee, he has shin guards on his hands."

The referee was also stunned, the rules don't seem to stipulate that shin guards can't be worn on the hand, just like there is no law that says socks can't be put on the head, but a person with a normal brain wouldn't do this.

"Don, I know you're going to tell me that the rules don't say you can't carry shin guards on your hands, do you?"

Tang Zhenglong nodded.

"Can you give me a face and stop getting into trouble?"

"Referee, what are these words? I'm protecting myself, the other party always kicks me, and you don't care. ”

……

"If you don't care about me, then I'll consider putting shin guards all over my body to form a golden bell cover."

……

The referee was speechless, he could only pray that the game would end quickly, and that he would never enforce Real Madrid's game again, and never meet someone like Tang Zhenglong again.

The game ended, 1-1.

For both sides, it's a five-to-five result and everything can only be decided on the road.

Lyon are still on the cards to qualify, they just need one goal away from home.

At the end of the game, Tang Zhenglong was surrounded by reporters.

"Don, you're the first to lie down and take a penalty, how did you come up with such a trick to insult your opponent."

"Insulting an opponent?"

Tang Zhenglong saw that she was a female reporter.

"I'm sorry, I don't know how you understand it, but I didn't insult my opponent, I respect my opponent."

"And you're still lying down and shooting?"

Pellegrini, who was not far away, smiled slightly and said to the people around him: "I would like to hear what Tang Zhenglong explains this time." ”

Tang Zhenglong said earnestly: "Actually, I still have a younger sister. ”

"Sister?"

"Yes, her name is Tang Zhenghua."

The reporter wondered, "This has something to do with your sister?" ”

"She's disabled."

DUANG！！

Far away in China, Tang Zhenghua sneezed.

"Nima! It must be Tang Zhenglong cursing me. ”

The reporter said: "I'm sorry, but you still didn't answer us, what does this have to do with your sister?" ”

"Because we play football together, my sister can't stand, she has to lie down and play, but football still brings her a lot of joy."

"Actually, I ended up playing football because of my sister."

Pellegrini was dumbfounded.

"That's okay!! too"

"This is obviously a liar."

The assistants said sweatingly: "But reporters just like to listen to Tang Zhenglong's nonsense, without Tang Zhenglong, where would the news come from." ”

"The current football world is too chaotic, and it's all caused by people like Mourinho and Tang Zhenglong."

But there are also French journalists with a strong sense of justice.

Someone said disdainfully: "Tang Zhenglong, are you an idiot when we are?" You obviously did it on purpose. ”

Tang Zhenglong asked rhetorically: "At that time, we were still behind, would I joke with the team's results?" ”

"This ......"

"As a Real Madrid brother, if I lose away from home, then I have the biggest responsibility, so I can't joke with the interests of the team."

"Real Madrid?"

"Don, who agreed?"

"Fans."

"Don, you should know that we will report, will you not be able to return to Madrid by then?"

Tang Zhenglong shrugged, "Since I am a brother, then I will take responsibility, you can report it, but make me handsome, I want to be 24K pure handsome." ”

"Don't go, come back."

"You come back, I command you."

The reporters all ran away, and they were afraid that they would vomit if they stayed any longer.

******

"World Football" has a column called the top 10 goals of the week, and the director of this issue has a big head.

"What about this Tang Zhenglong's goal?"

"If you don't choose, it doesn't seem to work, and if you do, it seems to be even worse."

Duan Xuan was also embarrassed, Tang Zhenglong's lying shot was too classic, but it was also too ugly.

"Why don't you blur Tang Zhenglong's face?"

Choreographer Khan, "Duan Xuan, your house has just been electrified, and now there is an Internet, who doesn't know that it is Tang Zhenglong?" ”

"I don't think it's better to be selected, Tang Zhenglong is the leader of this year's World Cup, and he can't be a laughing stock."

The choreographer thought about it.

"Okay, then I won't be selected."

*****

"Tang Zhenglong!!" Hedong lion's roar plus Yaksha magic skill.

Tang Zhenglong's eardrums instantly lost their vitality.

"You are disabled, you are brain disabled, you should apply for a disability certificate."

"Huahua, brother, that's also to deal with reporters, there's no way."

"Then you're going to curse me?"

"Don't be so superstitious, okay? What curse is not cursed, brother loves you. ”

"Okay, transfer 10,000 euros first."

Tang Zhenglong immediately hung up the phone.