"Ah!!h

Pepe looked at his hands.

"I smoked Tang Zhenglong?"

"What are you smoking me for?"

"I've practiced Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and if someone lewd comes near me from behind, I'll instinctively fight back."

“……”

"Don, you should be glad this is on the court, otherwise I will use ten times the strength, and your nose should be useless."

“……”

Pepe stretched out his hand to help Tang Zhenglong up.

"Why are you touching my head?"

"No, that's actually true."

Tang Zhenglong explained, and Pepe was dumbfounded.

“……”

"Grab Robben's hair?"

"Don, are you brainbroken?"

"Of course not, I'm making a bet with Cristiano."

Pepe Khan died, "Wouldn't it be good for you to bet on something else?" Why bet on this? Do you have any ill will towards baldness? ”

"Anyway, can you help me? Let me try to pull your hair. ”

Pepe raised his big fist.

"Don, I don't want to beat you, but sometimes I can't control my hand, so ......"

Tang Zhenglong immediately ran away.

*****

"Brother Li Tie, you have to thank me well, I want to take you to the World Cup, it's easy for me!"

Suddenly, Tang Zhenglong saw Pellegrini reprimanding Guti.

"What's the matter with you? Is Robben really that strong? I asked you to block his shot, is it hard? ”

Guti was stunned, Robben was indeed very demonic.

But the players can't talk back on the pitch, the manager can do whatever you want you to do, and the manager is the absolute authority.

"That...... Top dog. ”

Pellegrini saw that it was Tang Zhenglong.

"What are you doing here?"

"Boss, can you let me defend Robben?"

"You?"

"That's right." Tang Zhenglong smiled like a flower.

"Why? Could it be that Robben is your relative? ”

Burst.

Guti smiled: "Don, your father is Dutch?" ”

"Phew!!"

Tang Zhenglong Khan said: "The World Cup is coming, I want to hone my defensive ability, after all, the Chinese team is not a strong team, I can't be as leisurely as in Real Madrid." ”

Pellegrini nodded.

"Well, you defend Robben with Guti."

Tang Zhenglong smiled, "There's no need, I'll be OK alone." ”

“……”

Guti rolled her eyes.

"Megalomaniacs!!"

Pellegrini patted Tang Zhenglong on the shoulder.

"Well, I believe you, but if Robben scores again."

"You replace me right away." Tang Zhenglong replied.

******

Robben.

Robben.

"Is he trying to slap Real Madrid in the face? I don't know if Florentino's face hurts now. ”

At this moment, Robben, who was like the wind, caught up with a person.

"Tang Zhenglong!!"

"Why did he come back to defend?"

But think about it, the commentator thinks he understands, and Real Madrid can really only catch up with Robben Tang Zhenglong.

"Keep the ball for me."

Robben was stunned, how is it German?

He reacted in a panic, it was Tang Zhenglong.

However, in the moment of lightning, Tang Zhenglong caught up.

"Hey, hey."

Robben said unhappily: "Did you kick the ball with your mouth?" ”

"You care about me!! I am a language genius, I know Chinese, English, German, Spanish, and I can also speak Cantonese. ”

"Do you know Cantonese and don't know how to say it?"

"Hen!!"

“……”

Robben Khan died, what the hell is this guy talking about?

However, Tang Zhenglong is much more difficult than Guti, at least Guti can't speak German.

A smile tugged at the corner of Pellegrini's mouth.

I knew that Tang Zhenglong would have been sent to defend Robben, but it would annoy him to death.

"Hahaha."

At this time, Pellegrini felt a chill behind him, and turned his head to see that it was Van Gaal staring at him.

"Are you still a professional coach? Let Tang Zhenglong harass my players! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, this is normal defense, if you are not satisfied with anything, then go to the referee."

"!! Have you had more contact with Tang Zhenglong, and now your skin is as thick as his. ”

Manuel Pellegrini was upset.

"Don't open your mouth and shut up Tang Zhenglong, Tang Zhenglong's, Real Madrid is up to me."

"Really? I doubt it. ”

"It doesn't matter, do I have to explain it to you?"

******

"I admire Tang Zhenglong again, he still has a black face, is he still dissatisfied with his defense? He was quite successful in defending Robben. ”

Tang Zhenglong was bitter in his heart, the task was not to let him defend Robben, but to grab Robben's hair.

"Woohoo."

Fahai's hair turned out to be not a stalk, it was true.

Seizing an opportunity, Tang Zhenglong smacked Robben's head, but didn't get anything.

"Why are you touching my head?"

"It's nothing, I just think your hairstyle is quite special, where did you do it? Can you recommend a hairstylist to me? ”

“……”

"My wife helped me shave, just use a Philips razor to push it all off."

“……”

"That's a lot of money."

Robben said unhappily: "Tang Zhenglong! Can you stop disgusting me? ”

“……”

*****

In the first 20 minutes, Real Madrid pressed Bayern to play, but he didn't expect Van Gaal to be so thief, this turned out to be his tactic, deliberately pretending to be his grandson, and then attacking.

Van Gaal showed a smug smile, how can the Chileans compare with us in the Netherlands!

Schweinsteiger made a long pass, Ribery and Arbeloa fought for the point, and finally Ribery was a little faster and passed first.

Oops!!

Manuel Pellegrini could see that his right flank was empty.

Arbeloa didn't care about his back at all, his pounce was too hard.

Ribery was fast and cut straight into the box.

Ramos is all-or-nothing.

Ribery also didn't want to fight Ramos, and then Robben raised his hand on the other side to ask for the ball.

Pass!!

It was Ribery's best bet, with a flat push and Robben forming a trend towards goal.

Cassie had already surrendered, unless Robben kicked it himself, and at that moment, a miracle happened, Robben fell.

"What's going on??" Van Gaal was stunned.

Even if he goes up and kicks this ball himself, there is no problem.

Robben slammed up from the lawn and rushed to the referee.

"Referee, it's him! It's him! ”

He ...... What's going on? ”

"He pulled me by the hair."

The referee looked at Tang Zhenglong, then at Robben, and suddenly poofed.

Robben's face darkened, "I know I'm kind of when I say that, but it's true, he really pulled my hair." ”

Tang Zhenglong smiled: "You may have some hallucinations, you are bald." ”

“……”

"Referee, you try."

The referee was embarrassed to reach out.

Robben pointed to his head, "Referee, come on, to prove that what I said is true." ”

The referee stretched out his hand and tried it, it was indeed not bare, but he couldn't hold it.

"It's impossible to hold it!!"

"But...... It was he who pulled me by the hair, and I fell, otherwise I would have scored. ”