Chapter 950: I Don't Want to Pick Up Water Bottles
Pre-game.
Dressing room.
in the bathroom.
Mourinho finds Tang Zhenglong.
"What? Makes me sick to Barcelona? ”
"To be precise, to disrupt the mentality of Barcelona."
"It's okay to be disgusting for short."
Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.
"I'm sorry, I'm handsome, never disgusting."
In fact, the "disgusting man tactic" has a long history.
Coming up was the World Cup in South Africa, where Ivory Coast's Keita disgusted Brazil's Kaka, which eventually caused Kaka to lose control of his emotions and was sent off with a red card.
Far away, the Camp Nou fans threw pigs' heads at Figo.
Mourinho patted Tang Zhenglong's shoulder and said seriously: "Tang, don't look at me outside, but in fact, I am also a person, and I am also afraid." ”
"Are you afraid of losing the national derby?"
"Hmm."
Tang Zhenglong smiled: "Boss, I know, but I will never disgust my opponent." ”
"That?"
"I rely on my ability to make my opponent vomit."
Burst!!
Isn't that the same!!
*****
On the pitch, Real Madrid won a corner.
Players from both sides came into the box.
Tang Zhenglong drank the water and deliberately threw the water bottle on the ground.
Valdés saw it.
"Where's the water bottle?"
The crowd looked.
You look at me, I look at you.
"Who's going to pick it up?"
"I'll go." Tang Zhenglong volunteered.
Tang Zhenglong bent down, and suddenly stopped picking it up.
"Hehe, forget it, I feel like I'm picking up soap."
"I'm not used to bending over in front of so many people."
……
……
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Puyol said stupidly: "Don, have you ever been in prison?" ”
Burst.
"You've only been in jail!!"
"Then why do you know to pick up soap?"
"Watch the movie, The Shawshank Redemption."
Everyone looked at each other.
What can I do?
The referee came, "What are you doing in a daze?" ”
"Referee, there's a water bottle on the ground."
"Pick it up."
“……”
"Do you want me to come in person for such a thing?"
As soon as the referee bent over, I don't know why, Tang Zhenglong didn't mention it, everyone thought it was nothing, but when Tang Zhenglong said that, everyone always felt that something was weird.
A few minutes later, Real Madrid's free-kick.
Tang Zhenglong pointed to the ground.
"Whose water bottle?"
"Nima!!"
This time the referee was not polite and pointed at Puyol, "You go and pick it up." ”
"Referee, I refuse."
"Okay, yellow card."
……
Puyol had to go and pick it up.
"What do you see, I'm embarrassed, okay?"
Burst.
A few minutes later, Real Madrid's corner, this time Puyol paid attention in advance, he wanted to see who was so lacking in virtue and threw a water bottle in the penalty area.
"Okay, it's really your !!"
Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.
"Look, it's him."
Barcelona players came around.
"Come to the Barça dressing room at half-time and we'll let you pick up soap for 15 minutes."
……
……
"Don't mess around, I'm from Real Madrid."
"Really? We like to let Real Madrid pick up soap. ”
The referee looks, it's endless, right?
"Does the water bottle at Camp Nou have legs?"
Puyol pointed at Tang Zhenglong, "The person who lost the water bottle has been found, and it is him." ”
11 people in Barcelona pointed at Tang Zhenglong.
"Is that you?"
"No, it's not."
"Okay, whether it's you or not, you pick it up this time."
The Barcelona player grinned.
"Hehe, come, let's form a circle and watch him pick it up."
Nima, do you want to be so excessive?
"Pick it up, pick it up."
I saw Tang Zhenglong clamping his feet, and then pulling up.
……
……
Puyol was dumbfounded, "Why didn't I think it could be like this just now??" ”
"Haha, referee, I picked it up."
Yellow.
……
"Referee, I've picked it up as you asked, why did you return the yellow card?"
"You disrupted the order of the game five times, and it was polite to give you a yellow card."
……
Tang Zhenglong made such a fuss, and the Barcelona players felt like a thorn in their hearts, whenever someone stood behind them, they always felt that something was weird.
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Real Madrid's corner.
Puyol stood behind Tang Zhenglong.
Tang Zhenglong circled around and got behind Puyol.
Originally, it was nothing, but ......
"No, you're not allowed behind me."
"Why?"
Tang Zhenglong smiled evilly: "Did you think of any sad past?" ”
……
……
Puyol trembled with anger.
It is said that X is good for Chang is very bad, and Tang Zhenglong is X straight for a bend.
"You can't be in front of me anyway."
Tang Zhenglong thought to himself: "Silly X, I'm in front of you." ”
Puyol is already confused, it's all Tang Zhenglong's trouble.
Alonso took a corner kick, and Puyol suddenly realized, but his position was already blocked by Tang Zhenglong.
Unless he fouls, it will most likely be a red dot package.
The ball accurately found Tang Zhenglong.
Tang Zhenglong easily put the ball into the near corner of the goal.
GOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!
Jose Mourinho jumped to his feet and wantonly provoked the home fans.
boooooooooo。
The audience booed.
"Get out."
The middle finger is flying all over the sky.
"Portuguese dog, get out."
The scene exploded.
Tang Zhenglong Khan died.
"Jose, do you want me to die?"
Originally, Mourinho was not provocative, he could make Barcelona fans shut up, but now it is adding fuel to the fire, and it is likely to be a yellow card.
And he already has a yellow card.
System !!
"Don't cry."
Tang Zhenglong rushed to the sidelines and made a gesture to shut up, and the Barcelona fans saw that there was another one.
booooooooooo!!
The scene was completely exploded.
The Barcelona bench players rushed up and surrounded Tang Zhenglong and Mourinho.
"This is Camp Nou, it's not your turn to be arrogant."
Mourinho was also a little flustered.
Tang Zhenglong leaned into his ear.
"I'll count one, two, three, lie down and roll."
"One ......"
"Ahh
Mourinho slowed down a half-beat, "Ah!! ”
The Barcelona players are dumbfounded, we haven't done it yet.
The referee came.
Tang Zhenglong grabbed a handful of grass and slapped Mourinho in the face.
"Referee, they beat me up."
"Woo woo, it's okay if you beat me, but Jose is so old and has severe osteoporosis, you can do it."
"Referee, don't listen to his nonsense, we haven't started to hit him yet."
"Referee, listen, they admit it."
The referee motioned for the Barcelona players to disperse.
"José, are you alright?"
"It's good that I'm in the way, or José would have been killed." Tang Zhenglong said bitterly.
The referee didn't know Tang Zhenglong on the first day, didn't this guy just want to escape the yellow card? It's really like acting.
But there is no way, Barcelona is stupid themselves, if they don't rush up, then Mourinho and Tang Zhenglong will all have to go down.
"Referee, I bravely protect the elderly, should I be given a little reward?"
"Well, is a yellow card good?"
“……”
"Tang Zhenglong, don't forget, you are the focus of the La Liga referee."
Tang Zhenglong's whole body was not good.
This is discrimination.
"Don't make any more trouble, Tang Zhenglong!"