100 per cent goals in a minute, it's impossible to estimate on your own.

Tang Zhenglong entered the system.

"Woo woo, system, you have to help me."

"How can I help you?"

"I'm going to score goals."

"But it can't be too expensive, you can't kill big people."

“……”

"Look at this, 500 points."

As soon as he heard 500 points, Tang Zhenglong immediately became interested, it was really cheap.

"100% penalty card, annotation can only be used on teammates, the requirement is that the skin is thick enough."

"What does that mean?"

"That means this skill can only be used on your teammate, and he can get a penalty, but there is a limit, his face must be more than 80, and the full score is 100."

Tang Zhenglong laughed, "It's easy, our team is shameless, by the way, what is the thickness of my skin?" ”

“500。”

“……”

"Isn't it only 100 out of 100?"

This is like a full score of 750 in the college entrance examination, and Tang Zhenglong scored 1000 points?

"Master, can you have the same thickness as ordinary people?"

“……”

"Hehe, too."

Tang Zhenglong searched and locked Marcelo.

"Curly, I've given you an honorable mission."

"What?"

"Later, you run into the forbidden area, anyway, you don't care about anything, where there are many people, you go there."

"Why?"

"There's no why, you can do whatever I tell you to do."

Originally, Marcelo was very obedient, but I don't know why, this time Marcelo suddenly lost his temper.

"Don, I refuse."

“……”

"Why?"

"I refuse."

"Don't! Curly. ”

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

Because Real Madrid is the thickest skinned by himself, and the second thickest is Marcelo, if he doesn't go, then there will be no one.

"Curly, I was wrong, shall I apologize to you?"

"It's not good, I don't like your attitude towards me, treat me like a child, I tell you, I'm not a child anymore, I've grown up."

Tang Zhenglong's face was dark, and his tone was exactly the same as Tang Zhenghua's.

"What then?"

Looking at it, none of the huge Real Madrid is shameless.

"OMG!!"

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong's eyes fell on a substitute player.

Lassana Diarra, a French midfielder, is shameless enough to refuse an invitation from the French team because the head coach of the French national team did not commit to his main position.

"I think it's pretty shameless."

Sure enough, Diarra's skin thickness is the same as Marcelo's.

"Hahaha."

Tang Zhenglong ran to the sidelines.

"Boss, can you replace him?"

Mourinho looked at Diarra.

"Why?"

"Because I think he can help the team."

"He's a midfielder."

"It's okay."

Mu Shuai was furious, "Am I the head coach, or are you the head coach?" ”

"Of course it's you."

"You know, shut up."

“……”

Tang Zhenglong saw that time was running out, so he simply let it go, "Boss, as long as you change to Diarra, I will listen to you for everything in the future, except for picking up soap." ”

“……”

"Hehe, I'll pick up soap with you? You will, I don't want to. ”

"Do you owe him any favors?"

Tang Zhenglong Khan nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Will he let you pick up soap?"

"Not really."

"Okay, I can replace him, you owe me a big favor."

"José is mighty."

*******

"What did Jose do in the last minute?"

"Diarra plays."

"It's supposed to be a garbage substitution." As soon as the commentator finished speaking, Diarra burst into the penalty area, and then something magical happened.

Diarra was tripped by a Manchester United player.

Penalty kick!!

The referee decisively pointed to the penalty spot.

Mourinho froze.

Originally, this was a garbage replacement, and it was the last tens of seconds, so what else could it do?

But what I didn't expect was ......

"Could it be that Tang Zhenglong will really predict?"

Mourinho was a little surprised.

On the court, Tang Zhenglong held the ball and placed it on the penalty spot.

Van der Sar pointed at Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, there's no way you can get in."

"Idiot!"

"What did you say!!"

"I suggest you give up and step aside."

Van der Sar was so angry that he shivered, he lowered his center of gravity and stared at Tang Zhenglong.

"I'm going to get out."

Tang Zhenglong began to run, and shot violently, the ball hit the angle very awkwardly, and flew into the near corner of the goal.

GOOOOOOOAL！！！

The Bernabeu was boiling again, Mu Shuai was not too excited, he was still wondering, how did Tang Zhenglong predict that Diarra would create a penalty when he came on the field, and guessed?

Tang Zhenglong ran up to Scholes.

"If you still want to play tricks this time, then I don't care, you Manchester United are such people anyway."

"Alright, let's play tricks, snakes."

Scholes felt that if he cheated again this time, he would have no face.

Manchester United players gathered around.

"Don, you read it first."

"Wise and powerful, majestic, long live Tang's free kick."

“……”

"Wise and powerful, majestic, long live Tang's free kick."

"Haha, cool!!"

At the end of the game, Ferguson left the pitch without shaking hands with Jose Mourinho.

Jose Mourinho circled the pitch and received cheers from the fans.

"Jose."

"Jose."

"Jose."

"Thank you, you're the greatest."

Mourinho's attitude towards the fans has always been good, and his arrogance is only to the news media.

"Don, come here."

Tang Zhenglong was about to leave, but he was stopped by Mourinho.

"What?"

"Give me a reasonable explanation."

Tang Zhenglong pretended to be stupid, "Boss, I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"Diarra!!"

'Why did you suddenly ask me to replace him and he created a penalty as soon as he came on, it doesn't make sense.'

"Boss, you don't suspect me of match-fixing, do you?"

Mourinho shook his head, "That's impossible, it's Manchester United." ”

Tang Zhenglong shrugged, "That's it, if it's not match-fixing, then what can I do?" ”

Mourinho was stunned for a moment, and what he said was that unless Manchester United was bought by Tang Zhenglong, it would be impossible for this kind of thing to happen.

"But it's not scientific!!"

"Boss, football is not science in the first place, sometimes it depends on character, for example, if I have a good character, I can score more goals."

Mourinho Khan died.

At this time, reporters came around, "Jose, the first game was reversed, did you deliberately release the water first?" ”

"You hid Tang Zhenglong, you just deliberately let the opponent first, right?"

“……”

It's really not, but Mu Shuai can't admit it.

"That's right, Ferguson is so old, as a junior, of course I should let him, this is also respect for the elderly."

"Hahaha, no wonder, you and Don have no contradictions."

Mourinho hugged Tang Zhenglong, "This guy is just like my own son, what contradiction can we have!" ”