Mores' miniature microphone was in his shirt pocket, and Tang Zhenglong rushed to the sidelines.

"Boss, I think Di Maria is good, or you can exchange Cristiano Ronaldo and AC Milan for Kaka during the winter break."

"!!"

“！！”

Cristiano Ronaldo was also unable to play, so he watched the game next to Mourinho.

"Tang Zhenglong, you bastard, boss, I suggest giving him to AC Milan for free."

"Haha, Cristiano, you think too much, I'm the first brother of Real Madrid, you are now the third brother, and Di Maria is the second brother."

“……”

Cristiano Ronaldo prays that he can recover as soon as possible, otherwise it will be bad if the position is really topped.

The game resumes.

Ding.

Mission: Champions League Dragon Ball.

Reward: Carlos Boots.

Penalty: -15 speed.

"What does that mean?"

"In the 6 games of the Champions League, I will assign 7 tasks, collect 7 tasks, and exchange for equipment."

"Carlos' boots?"

Tang Zhenglong thought about it, this must be a skill to shoot vigorously.

In the 2002 World Cup, in the match between Brazil and China, Carlos scored with a violent free kick, which is said to have reached a terrifying speed of 149 km/h, which is speeding on the highway of any country.

Carlos's shot plus ball correction, Tang Zhenglong's mind is already in YY, that's so cool.

Another ding.

Mission: To educate the Dutch to change their minds.

Reward: First Dragon Ball.

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

"System, what are you doing? What kind of task is this, can you make it clear. ”

"Don't you think Dutch football is ugly right now?"

Tang Zhenglong nodded.

"Dutch football was so beautiful back then, so you have to educate the Dutch."

Thundered!!

Five thunderbolts.

"How to educate?"

"Think for yourself."

Tang Zhenglong thought for a while, "And this is no standard, what is a change of heart?" ”

"Didn't you see the health bar on the virtual interface?"

Tang Zhenglong didn't pay attention, it turned out that satisfaction is the same thing, from 0 to 100.

"Okay, got it."

The system kneels down.

Tang Zhenglong thought about it, how can he educate the other party? At this point, eyes fell on Martin Joel.

"Why don't you talk to the old man? What if he's a good guy and makes sense? ”

Tang Zhenglong passed quietly, Martin Yoel was watching the game intently, and suddenly turned his head to see Tang Zhenglong's big face, and was startled.

"You're going to die!!"

“！！！”

"Can you talk?"

"What is there to talk about between us?"

"That...... Can you change the way you play? ”

Martin Joel was dumbfounded, he had lived most of his life, and it was the first time he had met such a person.

"Look, you've lost all the traditions of Dutch football, and you're sorry for Dutch football."

Martin Joel was about to blow up.

"Off...... You...... P…… Affair. ”

"Of course it's about me, I'm a Dutch fan, I'm not satisfied with what you do, hurry up and change it back, you want to be beautiful football, if you can't score, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is to be happy."

Martin Joel trembled and clenched his fists, and he wanted to punch him through.

Suddenly......

Something is wrong.

"What's wrong with you? Referee, come on, something is wrong. ”

The referee immediately stopped the game and ran over, Martin Yol's face was wrong, and Tang Zhenglong Khan.

"Is it possible to be by me?"

“……”

The referee asked Ajax to send Martin Joel off the pitch immediately.

"In this case, life safety comes first."

After Martin Joel was taken away on a stretcher, the referee asked Tang Zhenglong, "What did you just tell him?" ”

"It's nothing, I'll just say I'm a Dutch fan."

“……”

The referee estimated that Martin Joel's heart disease had nothing to do with Tang Zhenglong.

The game continues.

"System, if Martin Joel hangs up, then it's on your account."

"It has nothing to do with me, I didn't let you mad him."

“……”

Woooooooo

Tang Zhenglong clasped his hands together, "I hope the old man will not die." ”

Tang Zhenglong looked at Ajax's assistant coach, "Do you want to talk about it anymore?" ”

“……”

"Forget it, it's going to be troublesome to get angry with one more."

Tang Zhenglong thought about it, do you want to talk to the captain? What if he's a reasonable person.

The captain of Ajax is called De Jong, and there are many people in the Netherlands who call this name, and this is Sim de Jong.

and AC Milan's fierce De Jong, the one who kicked Alonso's ribs in the World Cup final in South Africa.

Tang Zhenglong passed.

"Let's talk?"

"We don't have much to talk about."

"Of course there is." Tang Zhenglong said with a smile.

"I ask you, why do you play."

Tang Zhenglong had expected the other party to say that it was because of dreams, because of the glory of Dutch football, or at least because I was Dutch.

But I didn't expect De Jong to say, "For the money." ”

“……”

Tang Zhenglong was stunned.

"Don't you have a dream?"

"Yes, make more money."

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

"But you're Dutch."

"So?"

"Dutch football has such a great history, don't you have to be a Dutch player to be a little embarrassed?"

De Jong puffed up.

"Can you get out, the Dutch football wheel is up to you."

Tang Zhenglong kept shaking his head, "I'm disappointed, there is no successor to Dutch football, I'm disappointed." ”

De Jong pushed Tang Zhenglong, "Stay away from me!" ”

……

……

Tang Zhenglong found that reasoning didn't seem to be useful, so why not educate the opponent with actions?

If Real Madrid play the beautiful football of the Dutch, will it be enough to put their opponents to shame?

"Good idea, I'm too smart." Tang Zhenglong was very proud.

Tang Zhenglong ran to the sidelines and found Mores.

"Boss, I have a proposal."

"Ignore him." Voices come from miniature microphones.

Tang Zhenglong reached out and took out a miniature microphone, then threw it on the ground and stepped on it hard.

"I'll let you talk a lot!!"

Mores was dumbfounded.

"Don, I'm just such a microphone."

"I know, I'm clean now."

……

"What do you propose?"

"Boss, can we play the tactics of Dutch football."

Mores was a little confused.

"Why?"

"Because I think international football is too powerful now, and there is no room for beautiful football to survive in order to score goals, and if it goes on like this, football will be ruined."

Mores was stunned, unscrupulous in order to score goals? Isn't that you?

"Don, the most important thing is to win, you are a striker, you should understand this truth."

Tang Zhenglong crossed his hands on his hips, "No!!" Goals don't matter. ”

……

"Goals don't matter?"

"That's right, good football is the most important thing."

Mores touched Tang Zhenglong's forehead, "Are you sick?" Why don't I replace you and take a rest, although Real Madrid is short of people now, but physical health is the most important. ”