Duan Xuan adjusted the microphone to calm his mood, he was also nervous, it was not the first time he had commented on the World Cup quarterfinals.

But it was the first time that the Chinese team participated in the World Cup quarterfinals.

It is said that 1 billion people in the country are watching.

"Not nervous, not nervous."

"Let's go."

"Spain's twin strikers are Torres and Villa."

'Midfielders Sergio Busquets, Andres Iniesta, Xavi, Alonso.'

'At the back are Pique, Ramos, Arbeloa, Cadevilla.

"The goalkeeper is Casillas."

"Spain sent all their squad and that's what they did to win the European Championship."

"The pressure on the Chinese team is huge."

After the opening, the Chinese team still retreated and defended.

And Spain started a set of pass-and-control football.

*****

"Director Zhu, there's not much pressure this time." Said the assistant coach.

Zhu Guanghu smiled, "Spanish football doesn't look so powerful, but they pass the ball back and forth, and the final kill is like a sharp knife out of the sheath, sealing the throat with a sword." ”

"It's high!! Zhu is mighty. ”

“……”

Zhu Guanghu died, and now the atmosphere of the national team has been deviated by Tang Zhenglong.

on the pitch.

Tang Zhenglong gave full play to his advantage of being a Spanish talent, looking for people to chat with everywhere.

"Busquets, let's talk?"

"Harvey?"

"Brother Long."

"Damn, no one pays attention to me?"

"Don, now that we are rivals, it's impossible to chat with you, let's die."

Tang Zhenglong was unhappy, didn't they all say that friendship comes first, competition comes second?

Since the main force ignores himself, Tang Zhenglong chatted with Spain's substitute.

Tang Zhenglong found Cesc Fabregas, who was warming up.

"Let's talk?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Whatever, women, pai gow, electric, comics, I can do it."

“……”

"No, I need to warm up."

Tang Zhenglong saw that Fabregas was wearing Spanish No. 10.

"You're number 10, and I'm number 10 too."

"So what?"

"It's nothing, I just think you're a miserable No. 10, maybe the first No. 10 substitute in history."

Burst.

Cesc Fabregas wanted to vomit blood.

Heart-piercing.

People like Cesc Fabregas, no matter which national team in the world, are the absolute core of the midfield, but the problem is that the current Spanish midfielder is too rebellious, and even people like Xiaofa can only play as a substitute.

Cesc Fabregas clenched his fists.

"I know you love disgusting people, but please disappear from my sight right away."

"What? Did it go to your heart? ”

“……”

Cesc Fabregas let go of his fist and ran away.

"Don, don't go too far."

Tang Zhenglong turned his head and saw that it was Arbeloya, and he immediately became angry.

"You still know me!!"

“……”

"Don, I'm on the national team now."

"You wait, I'll pick you up when you get back to the club."

Avelloya Khan died.

If you offend Brother Long, you will bear the consequences!!

******

Spain's corner.

This time, the Spanish team pressed two defenders, and they were clearly ready to make a move.

"Brother Long, they are mastered, it seems that they are ready to do it."

"I know."

"Han Peng, let's defend the periphery, if the opponent shoots from a distance, then ......"

"How?"

"You go and block the eye-catching."

“……”

"Brother Long, I'm afraid of pain too."

"Hehe, usually one dragon brother is mighty, but when it really comes to a critical moment, why do you retreat?"

……

"Okay, Brother Long, I'll go!"

Tang Zhenglong patted Han Peng, "Good brother." ”

Alonso went to take a corner kick and looked at the penalty area, which was densely populated, and there may not be many chances, so it was better to pass to the front of the penalty area, Iniesta's long-range shooting ability is very strong.

A flat push into the front of the penalty area and Iniesta volleyed straight away.

"The time has come for me to make meritorious contributions, Brother Long will be proud of me, yes, I'll rush."

However, Han Peng found that the ball speed was very fast.

"It's going to hurt, right?"

"Woo woo, Brother Long, I'm afraid."

At the most critical time, Han Peng lowered his head, which made Tang Zhenglong behind him miserable.

"Nima's! Han Peng. ”

It was too late, but it was fast, and the ball hit Tang Zhenglong's face firmly.

Ramos immediately demanded that the game be stopped.

"Tang Zhenglong fainted."

"Team Doctor!! Doctor!! ”

******

"Brother Long, I'm sorry, I'm reflexive, Brother Long."

Tang Zhenglong was motionless, and at this time, both the Spanish players and the Chinese players were worried.

The Chinese team doctor came up with a local method - pinching people, and if there are general minor problems, this is very effective.

Ramos was stunned, "Does this work?" ”

The team doctor didn't answer, if it was a concussion, it would definitely be useless.

"No, let's get on a stretcher."

"Brother Long, I was wrong, the Chinese team can't lose you." Han Peng was about to cry.

Everyone put Tang Zhenglong on the stretcher, and suddenly Tang Zhenglong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Long."

Tang Zhenglong grabbed Han Peng.

"You, you shrank your head in the end and killed me."

"Brother Long, I have a conditioned reflex, and I will never do it again."

Tang Zhenglong smiled, "If I defend with you again in the future, I will kill myself." ”

Hahaha.

The Spanish players also came over and patted Tang Zhenglong, "It's good that you're not dead, we all hope you live." ”

Tang Zhenglong was moved to tears.

"I didn't expect you to care so much about me?"

"No, we just thought, without Tang Zhenglong, we would have a lot less fun in our lives."

"Nima!! I'm not Mr. Bean. ”

******

"Tang Zhenglong shouldn't be dead, right?" Fermina in the stands was not even in the mood to blow a vuvuzula.

"Probably not, didn't you get hit in the face by the football, at most disfigured." Emma laughed.

Linda said, "It's better to die." ”

Burst.

After a while, Tang Zhenglong got up, and Fermina was overjoyed.

"Tang Zhenglong came back to life, and I knew that he didn't die so easily."

"Woohoo."

"Girls, pick up your vuvuzzula and blow with me."

Emma and Linda rolled their eyes, then picked up the vuvuzula beside them.

******

Dodging a defender, Villa curled with his left foot and prepared to turn the far corner of the goal.

But Zeng Cheng stood very steadily in front of the goal, did not be shaken away by the ball, but held the ball steadily.

At this time, Tang Zhenglong ran forward quickly.

"Give it to me! Give me! ”

Zeng Cheng was like a rugby player, squeezing out a road, and then throwing the ball to Tang Zhenglong.

When the Spanish players saw it, they quickly recovered it, and Tang Zhenglong took the ball, which was not a good thing.

Ramos and Arbeloya both ran over and must suppress Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong ran forward with the ball, and after the halftime, he was about to fall into a desperate situation, when someone suddenly shouted.

"Brother Long, I'm here!!"