Chapter 884: Give Me Everything
"I'm sorry, I'm so excited."
"Are you with me on the first day? It's just a friendly goal. "Mourinho is angry and funny.
"But this is our first goal in Real Madrid, and Tang Zhenglong scored really beautifully."
Mourinho nodded, Tang Zhenglong's kick was really accurate.
Ferguson was very upset over there.
"Why is this little bastard shooting so accurately on the right side of the penalty area?"
"I swear, if one day Manchester United find a local tyrant owner, the first thing I will do is buy Tang Zhenglong and let him shoot on the right side of the penalty area every day."
At 1-3, Manchester United still led by two goals.
In fact, most Real Madrid fans don't expect a big reversal, after all, the more important thing about friendly matches is running-in.
Real Madrid fans are still very professional, and the most important thing is the first game of La Liga, which must be won.
In the last 10 minutes of the game, the Real Madrid players were ready to call it a day, the league was a marathon, and a friendly match was lost.
But Tang Zhenglong can't do it, this is a task.
Tang Zhenglong glanced at the side of the court.
Diarra warming up.
"Are you going to replace Cristiano?"
Tang Zhenglong found Ronaldo.
"Cristiano, can I discuss something with you."
"What's the matter?"
"Stay and fight me to the end."
"I'm not going to transfer."
'No, I mean this game, we're going to equalize.'
Ronaldo was stunned for a moment, "It's a friendly match, what's the benefit of equalizing?" β
Tang Zhenglong pointed to his face.
"It's dignity."
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Ronaldo seems to have been punched by someone, Tang Zhenglong talks about dignity?
"You have dignity?"
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Tang Zhenglong said hurriedly: "Actually, in addition to eating soft rice, I am usually an iron-clad man." β
Ronaldo pointed to the sidelines, "But the problem is that the end is decided by the boss, and I can't help it." β
"It's okay, I'll go talk to the boss."
Tang Zhenglong finds Mourinho.
"Boss, Cristiano has had a problem lately."
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Mourinho sighed in his heart, Ronaldo is the main force, and there must be no problems.
"What's the problem?"
"He's out of love."
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"What the hell are you trying to say?"
Tang Zhenglong lowered his voice, "You also know, men of this age need that very much." β
"And Cristiano doesn't have that now, so it's very that!"
Mourinho heard it in a fog.
"What the hell do you want to do?"
"Boss, don't change Cristiano, let him vent all his passion on the court, then when he goes back, he doesn't want that."
Mourinho Khan died.
"I just have a question?"
"What?"
"How do you know about him?"
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Ronaldo was puzzled, Tang Zhenglong ran over and muttered a few words, he really didn't change it.
"Don, what did you say to the boss?"
"I said to the boss, without you, I would be useless, you are the pillar of the team."
Ronaldo was secretly refreshed in his heart, "Then you still need to say it." β
Tang Zhenglong Khan died, I hope it will not be exposed.
Cristiano Ronaldo breaks through on the left with the ball.
Manchester United players are very afraid of this former teammate, when Ronaldo was training at Manchester United, he often passed all the defensive players in one go.
O'Shea can't prevent Ronaldo at all, so Manchester United can only transfer the defenders of Tang Zhenglong.
Tang Zhenglong was happy.
"Cristiano, help Brother Yi share a little more, and add chicken legs for you after the game."
Cristiano Ronaldo got past O'Shea and looked up to see that Benzema was in the middle, and although the chances were average, he still chose to cross.
Tang Zhenglong ran behind Benzema.
"Second Master Guan bless, leak over, leak over, leak over."
Vidic turned his head and saw that Tang Zhenglong was obviously preparing to pick up the leak.
"Don, die, I'll take it off."
"What if!!"
"No in case." Van der Sar stretched out his big hand, and with his height of two meters and the ability to reach out, the chances of the ball leaking through were almost zero.
Sure enough, the ball was held by Van der Sar.
He held the ball in one hand and touched Tang Zhenglong's head with the other, "You are too short!" β
"Nima! I'm very tall, okay, in Asia, I'm a heartthrob, and our neighbors are all 1.5 meters. β
Van der Sar haha, at this moment, the accident happened, Van der Sar was happy, and the ball in his hand fell.
Tang Zhenglong took a look, this ...... Do you want to give a big gift?
Tang Zhenglong stretched out his foot and stabbed it.
And then......
United were dumbfounded.
This will also be !!!
"Hahahaha, I'm scoring again."
Van der Sar approached the referee to protest, arguing that the ball was still within the goalkeeper's control.
Football rules state that if the ball is still in the goalkeeper's control, the opposing striker cannot grab the ball.
But this so-called "goalkeeper control range" is controversial.
For example, when the goalkeeper opens the door and the opponent steals the ball, sometimes the referee counts it as a goal, but sometimes it doesn't.
This is the charm of football, the rules are not so dead, and the referee can give a relatively large penalty space.
"And the reason why I lost the ball was also influenced by Tang Zhenglong, he amused me."
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The referee was dumbfounded.
"He amused you?"
"Referee, that's right." Tang Zhenglong took the initiative to admit the whole process.
"Hahaha, you're talking about island people, it's really short, I've traveled to island countries, but 1.5 meters is not an exaggeration."
Van der Sar was dumbfounded, why did the referee still talk to Tang Zhenglong.
"That's why I said I'm a giant in Asia."
"I think so."
"Referee, you go to the island country, are there any girls who soak there?"
Referee Khan.
"I'm traveling as a family, and my wife is with me."
"I see, then let's go together next time."
"Okay."
Van der Sar coughed twice.
"Referee, although this is a friendly match, you can't do this."
The referee pointed to the middle circle, "The goal works!!" β
Tang Zhenglong crossed his hands on his hips, "The referee has decided, what do you want?" Silly big guy! β
Van der Sar's mouth was crooked.
"Black Whistle!!"
"What do you say? You repeat! β
The referee sweated to death and patted Tang Zhenglong, "It's almost there, I'm already biased in favor of you." β
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The game continues.
Mourinho is in a complicated mood, after Tang Zhenglong came on the field, the score changed from 0-3 to 2-3.
It seems that this guy is so popular for a reason.
But this also means that it is difficult to control Tang Zhenglong.
Ferguson wanted to cry, what kind of grudge did Tang Zhenglong and Manchester United have, every time they met, they would produce a lot of strange goals.
"No! We must win this time, otherwise I will be laughed to death by Tang Zhenglong. β
With a big wave of Ferguson's hand, United stepped back to defend.