"Referee, he faked a fall."

The referee was about to blow the whistle, only to see Tang Zhenglong sitting on the ground, stretching out his leg and poking the ball out of Busquets' feet.

Tang Zhenglong's series of operations can be called ......

Let's put it this way, is Tang Zhenglong a fake fall?

Be!

Did Tang Zhenglong hit the street?

Be!

So did Tang Zhenglong foul himself?

Not at all!!

Busquets was dumbfounded.

Others faked a free kick to cheat a free kick, and Tang Zhenglong faked a fall to grab the ball, which is really a wonder in the fake fall world.

When the ball reached Ronaldo's feet, it was impossible to play coordination, and there were more legs than ants, so Ronaldo could only force a long-range shot.

With a piercing shot, Valdés pounced to the left and sealed the ball off the line.

Corner kick!!

'This could be Real Madrid's last chance.'

Pep Guardiola is starting to get nervous.

Possession, Barcelona is first-class, but set-pieces, that's half luck.

Tang Zhenglong ran towards the corner flag area.

"Brother Long is mighty." Han Peng stood up.

Everyone was dumbfounded, isn't it just a corner? Does it have anything to do with the mighty or not?

"Han Peng, who is the sycophant to listen to? Besides, it was Director Zhu who decided whether you could go to South Africa, not Tang Zhenglong, right? ”

"I'm hehe!! Brother Long can score this goal. ”

"Corners?"

"Straight in?"

"Han Peng, your alma mater is the Second Middle School for the Mentally Handicapped in the Capital, right?"

Burst.

Hahaha.

"Cut, Brother Long scored a corner kick directly when he was training, and I have a strong premonition that this goal can be scored."

Corner Flag Zone.

Tang Zhenglong set the ball.

As it stands, Barcelona won't leave Real Madrid a chance in the athletic battle.

Tang Zhenglong's plan is to shoot directly at the corner kick and correct it with the ball.

Valdés in front of goal, though, is a strong obstacle.

'The ball has to look like a pass to be a surprise shot.

Tang Zhenglong called Benzema over.

"The ......"

"Don, what did you say?"

'It doesn't matter what I say, the important thing is what the Barcelona players think we say and that's fine.'

Benzema was stunned, "What the hell is what?" ”

"Leave it alone, call Higuain."

Tang Zhenglong called his teammates over one by one, and the Barcelona players mistakenly thought that Real Madrid would definitely have to cooperate, and it was likely that there would be many people cooperating.

Puyol shouted, "One stares at the other, all of them are staring at me, staring at death." ”

Tang Zhenglong did enough play, the referee blew a whistle, Tang Zhenglong began to retreat, and then kicked the ball.

"It's up to you."

The ball arced and Valdés didn't strike.

Benzema.

No.

Higuain.

No.

Set-pieces are just to find points, and the ball to find players, it is possible to form an attack, but ...... It doesn't seem to be for someone to go to this ball at all.

Guardiola was also stunned, "Did you make a mistake?" ”

Tang Zhenglong was unreliable and his mistakes were normal, but Valdés noticed that something was wrong, and the ball suddenly turned and seemed to fly from the back post.

Valdés kicked with his left foot and quickly moved to the back post, and with a bang, the ball hit the back post and bounced off Valdés' face.

And then......

GOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！！！

The ball is in!!

"The corner went straight in, will it surpass Zidane's goal?"

The Real Madrid players were like crazy, and they collectively rushed over to hug Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, take my knees."

"Don, I usually hate you, but at this moment, I obey." Ronaldo laughed.

"Cristiano, you can go back to Manchester United with peace of mind, don't send it."

"Haha, beat him."

"Hahaha."

*****

In the stands, the national football players are stupid.

Han Peng held his head high, as if he had won the World Cup.

"The finch knows the ambition of the bird."

“……”

"Almost."

"I predict that Brother Long will win the Champions League, and I will touch the trophy later."

"You are careful that you are beaten by the security guards, and you will not be able to go to South Africa."

"Hahaha."

"Cut, continue to be jealous, my friendship with Brother Long began in the 2007 Asian Cup, and you were beaten by the security guards."

******

Guardiola smiled helplessly, the championship was in hand, but he didn't expect the other party to score a fairy ball.

"The other side is lucky, boys, cheer up, the champion must be ours."

Terrible what, what comes.

Soon, Real Madrid won another corner.

The Real Madrid fans began to cheer as if their team had won the penalty.

Tang Zhenglong walked to the corner flag area, but his heart was empty, because the ball path correction had been used, and now he was on his own to take the corner kick, would he kick it directly into the stands?

Feign!

You have to pretend that you are very high and unfathomable.

Tang Zhenglong swung the ball.

In the box, Puyol and Ramos clashed, and Puyol fell to the ground.

"Don't pretend, you're better than Busquets."

"I think you can act better than Tang Zhenglong."

Busquets is speechless, why did Puyol quarrel with Ramos, and he wanted to involve himself and Tang Zhenglong?

Tang Zhenglong began to run.

Kick!!

Everyone's eyes followed the ball and finally landed on the stands.

……

This is a big difference from what I just had, it's just a joke.

Tang Zhenglong was also sweaty, as it was, but the referee said that Tang Zhenglong could be reopened because there was a conflict in the penalty area where both sides were responsible.

"Again?"

Tang Zhenglong didn't want to lose face anymore, he gestured to Ronaldo, Ronaldo ran to the penalty area, and Tang Zhenglong's ball also passed.

"This time, Tang Zhenglong didn't kick in front of the goal."

Cristiano Ronaldo takes the ball in front of the box and shoots straight at goal.

The ball changed direction on the Barcelona player and finally reached the feet of Tang Zhenglong.

"Offside."

"Offside?"

Tang Zhenglong was already several meters offside, and he walked back from the corner flag area.

But suddenly, Tang Zhenglong saw a Puyol standing outside the bottom line.

"According to the rules, this should be considered a person, right?"

Tang Zhenglong pointed at Puyol at the linesman, meaning that I am not offside?

The linesman did not raise the flag.

The Barcelona players were relieved.

Oops!!

Tang Zhenglong is not offside.

GOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！！！

"Hahaha, I have the most credit for this ball." Ramos laughed.

"Why?"

"Because Puyol was injured by me, if Puyol is not left outside the bottom line, then how can Tang Zhenglong not be offside?"

"Makes sense."

Tang Zhenglong Khan died.

"It seems that with my efforts, our team's skin has thickened, which is gratifying."

Barcelona, of course, were not convinced.

Puyol said he had left the pitch and was not part of the pitch at all.

'The last corner, I left the pitch and I wasn't one of the players.

Indeed, this rule is to prevent someone from deliberately jumping off the line to avoid an offside decision.

Puyol's situation was a bit complicated, but the referee ultimately ruled that the goal was valid, and since Puyol was not substituted or taken off on a stretcher, he was a member of the pitch.

Pep Guardiola wanted to cry without tears, and in five minutes, he inexplicably conceded two goals.