Chris puts the shovel.

But he's tackling the ball close to the ground.

Whether it is a malicious tackle, the most important criterion is whether the leg is close to the ground, if the leg is not raised, then it is not malicious.

Chris tackles cleanly, but Tang Zhenglong has an idea.

Or...... Do I fake one?

Tang Zhenglong hung his leg on Chris's lap, pia...... Ji, Tang Zhenglong fell.

"Referee, he's faking a fall."

"I'm a tackle on the ground."

The referee has a headache, although Tang Zhenglong is a key case for UEFA referees to learn, but the problem is that this guy often innovates.

"Referee, I didn't, he shoveled me, why did I fake falling? I used to go it alone. ”

As soon as the referee heard that it made sense, he pulled out a red card.

"You're the last defender, red card."

Chris was dumbfounded.

"I really tackle the ball, he's Pinocchio, he lies."

"Referee, I admit that there are some places on my body that are bigger, but it's definitely not my nose, I'm not Pinocchio."

“……”

"Yellow card."

……

"Why?"

"Bad attitude."

Tang Zhenglong Khan died.

Lyon sent off a man, and it was a centre-back, which was too bad, and Pierre had to replace Gulkufo with a centre-back.

The young centre-back was no match for Benzema at all, and was quickly beaten by Benzema.

Alonso's cross from the wing was met by Benzema, who smashed the ball into the back of the net.

2 to 1.

Two minutes later, Cristiano Ronaldo scored from distance.

3 to 1.

The final score was fixed at 3-1.

Lyon had little chance of qualifying, and Pierre had to admit that Jose Mourinho's Real Madrid had a terrible dominance.

After winning, Mourinho was not angry anymore and took the initiative to shake hands with Pierre.

"Congratulations on your progress."

"You don't come, anything is possible on the football field."

"Well, hopefully I can turn the tables at the Bernabeu."

*******

"Don, I want to go to this Michelin restaurant." Marcelo slid his phone and looked at a Michelin-starred restaurant.

As we all know, there are three major gastronomic kingdoms in the world - China, Turkey, France.

France also has the most Michelin-starred restaurants.

"I'll see."

Tang Zhenglong took the phone and looked at it, "Damn, a meal is tens of thousands of euros, hehe, you can go to a nightclub, I won't go." ”

"Hehe, Tang, money is not a problem, but it is not in place at all."

"Then you don't have to go."

Marcelo smiled, "I was thinking, you are the Footballer, the Ballon d'Or winner, if I take you with me, right?" ”

"Hahaha, don't think about it."

However, under Marcelo's soft grinding and hard bubbles, Tang Zhenglong still went.

"I'll tell you, I'll reveal my identity later, and if the other party refuses, then we'll leave immediately."

"Okay."

Tang Zhenglong's wishful thinking in his heart is that he is very arrogant and says that he is the winner of the Golden Globe Award, so the other party will definitely not bird him, so he can leave.

Coming to the restaurant, Tang Zhenglong and Marcelo found the front desk.

"Settle on a spot."

"I'm sorry, but I need to make a reservation a month in advance."

"Hehe, I'm the Golden Globe winner, Tang Zhenglong."

The other party looked.

"Wait a minute."

Tang Zhenglong was proud in his heart, this must be a security guard.

I didn't expect ...... The manager came out.

"Don, it's you."

"That's right."

"Inside, please."

Marcelo was stunned, and Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

Could it be that the Golden Globes can really eat a bully meal?

Coming to a small table, the manager smiled: "I'm sorry, there is really no place, only a temporary small table." ”

"It's fine!" Marcelo sat down.

Tang Zhenglong was very embarrassed and was about to go crazy, but Marcelo's unproductive appearance made him swallow his words.

Soon, the waiter brought the menu, and Marcelo ordered a lot of dishes.

"Curly hair, order so many dishes, have you finished eating?"

"If you can't finish eating, pack it back, and be a supper."

Burst.

"Look, that's Tang Zhenglong."

The guests next to him were talking.

Someone plucked up courage.

"Don, can I take a picture with you?"

"Of course."

When others saw that Tang Zhenglong was so approachable, they asked for a group photo.

"Don, you're so good, you don't have a superstar shelf at all."

"Actually, I can also take a group photo." Marcelo laughed.

"Next time."

Burst.

Marcelo's face darkened.

"Eat, don't be angry."

Tang Zhenglong took a bite of cod mousse.

"That's good."

"Of course, otherwise how could anyone wait a month just to come here for a meal."

"Huh."

After eating, Tang Zhenglong took out his credit card.

"Didn't you say I'd settle the bill?"

"Forget it, I'll do it."

Tang Zhenglong is quite satisfied with the food, Michelin is worthy of its reputation, and it was a little underestimated before he came.

"Swipe my card."

The beautiful waitress smiled slightly.

"Our boss has a treat."

Marcelo was stunned.

"What does that require me to do?"

"Our boss wants to take a picture with you and hang it on the wall."

Tang Zhenglong looked around, there were many celebrities on the wall, including film directors, entrepreneurs, and politicians.

"Absolutely."

A bearded middle-aged man appeared in front of Tang Zhenglong, looking a lot like a Michelin mascot.

"You're a chef?"

"Yes, I've been cooking for 40 years."

"Wow."

"It's really great."

Tang Zhenglong took a group photo with the bearded boss and Marcelo.

*******

"Oh no!!"

"What's wrong?"

On the way back, Marcelo ate all the things he had packed.

"I promised Pepe that I would bring him something to eat."

"That guy is very vindictive, if I didn't bring it, he would scold me to death."

Tang Zhenglong spread his hands, "What should I do then?" ”

"Do you want to go back?"

Tang Zhenglong's face sank, "The boss is a good person, but we don't ask for food." ”

……

Tang Zhenglong pointed to a McDonald's on the side of the road.

"Go buy some chips and fried chicken."

“……”

"Pepe is not stupid."

"Don't worry, I'll tell you."

Back at the hotel, Pepe greeted him.

"What about Michelin?"

Marcelo shook the paper bag in his hand.

"Come on, I'll see."

Tang Zhenglong said: "Let me first affirm that the food in this Michelin restaurant looks ordinary, but it tastes the best in the world. ”

"Really? Hurry up, I can't wait. ”

When she opened it, Pepe was dumbfounded.

"This is made by Michelin?"

"Yes, as I said earlier, this Michelin is characterized by the use of the most ordinary ingredients to create a world-class taste."

"If you don't believe me, try it."

Pepe took a bite.

"It doesn't seem to be the same."

"yes, do you feel that the taste of this chicken leg is invincible?"

Pepe nodded.

Marcelo's stomach was almost hurting with laughter.

"And this french fries, it looks ordinary, but this potato is from Peru, above the Andes, at an altitude of 5,000 meters."

"No wonder, the taste is different from what you usually eat."

Tang Zhenglong patted Peipei, "These are all yours, go back and eat slowly, don't waste it." ”